Is there a poem that makes you thin when you miss someone?

1, "drunken shade, mist, thick clouds, sorrow forever"

Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

The mist is thick and the clouds are thick, and the days are sad. Kapoor is among the birds in the incense burner. The festival is also a double ninth festival, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is half cold at night.

Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Mo Tao doesn't forget me, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

Fog, thick clouds, life is very boring. Long Xianxiang shines brightly in the golden beast incense burner. It's the Double Ninth Festival again, and I'm lying in a jade pillow bedstead. The chill in the middle of the night has just soaked my whole body. I drank until dusk in Dongli, and the fragrance of Huang Ju overflowed my sleeve. Don't say clear autumn doesn't hurt people. The west wind rolls a bead curtain, and the people in the curtain are thinner than the yellow flowers.

2. Qingjiang drinks spring thoughts

Yuan Dynasty: Zhang Kejiu

The oriole sang on the willow tree outside the door. After the Qingming Festival, the rain fell. How many more days, spring will pass, spring is in acacia, and people are haggard. At the pear window, the beautiful woman is sobbing.

The oriole sang on the willow treetops outside the door. After Tomb-Sweeping Day, the drizzle drifted away. How many days? Spring is about to pass, and people in spring are haggard and emaciated. In the pear window, beautiful women drown their sorrows in wine.

3, "Chai Feng Red Crisp Hands"

Song dynasty: Lu you

Red crisp hands. Huangteng wine willow on the palace wall of Spring City. Dongfeng evil. Love is thin. A sad mood, a cable that I haven't seen for years. No, no, no.

Spring is as old as ever. People are empty and thin. Tears flooded her face. Peach blossoms fall. Leisure swimming pool hall. Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu. Momomo.

Red and crisp hands, holding a cup full of yellow rice wine. Spring is rippling all over the city, but you are as far away as a palace wall. How hateful the spring breeze is and how thin the joy is blown. A full glass of wine is like a sad mood, and life after leaving for a few years is very bleak. No, no, no.

The spring is still bright, but people have lost weight in vain. Wash away the carmine on your face and soak all the thin silk handkerchiefs. Peach blossoms in Man Chun fall on silent and empty ponds and castles. The vows of eternal love are still there, but the brocade letter can no longer be delivered. Momomo.

4. "Liang Zhu, Stay in a Dangerous Building"

Song Dynasty: Liu Yong

It's no problem to lean against a dangerous building. Looking forward to spring sorrow, the sky is dark. In the afterglow of grass and smoke. Who knows why I lean on the tracks silently?

I'm getting drunk. When drinking is a song, strong music is still tasteless. I don't regret widening my belt. It's worth getting tired for my coquetry.

I stood on a tall building, the gentle spring breeze was blowing head-on, and I looked far away, and endless worries and gloom filled the sky. The setting sun is slanting and the grass is misty. Who can understand my mind silently leaning against the railing? I want to indulge myself and get drunk. When I raise a glass in a song, I feel that I am reluctant to play but have no interest. I'm getting thinner and thinner, and I don't regret it. I'd rather languish for you.

5. "Autumn is bitter and fragrant, and the curtain is ventilated."

Song Dynasty: Zhang Lei

The curtains are sparse and airy. A wisp of fragrant golden beast. Zhu Lan leaned over after dusk. The moonlight on the porch is like day.

Parting tastes stronger than wine. People are thin. This feeling is not as good as the wall. Spring is as old as ever.

The outdoor wind blew into the curtains, and a wisp of cigarettes floated in the incense burner. After dusk, leaning against the red railing, the moonlight under the porch is like day. The taste of parting is stronger than wine, which makes people thin and disgusting. This situation is not as good as the willow trees on the east side of the wall. The color of willows in spring is still the same as last year.