89 sad ancient poems

1. In front of the singing and dancing statue, in the prosperous mirror, the hair is darkly green. ——Sadura's "Niannujiao: Rhymes of Climbing the Stone City Second Dongpo"

2. The tired horse is worried about the evening in the mountains, and the lonely boat on the river is afraid of the cold spring. ——Zhang Wei, "Du Shiyu Presents Tributes and Plays as Gifts"

3. I threw away my gourd bag and smashed my harp, and now I no longer love the gold in mercury. Ever since I saw Huang Long, I realized that I had wrong intentions in the past. ——Lv Yan's "Stanzas from the Huanglong Ji Enlightenment"

4. Who cares about loose buns and playing the sheng? The fragrant grass in the world cares about love.

5. Bees don’t understand people’s suffering, and swallows don’t understand people’s sorrows. ——Cheng Gai's "The Highest Building·Old Thoughts"

6. The fallen flower man is independent, and Wei Yuyan flies together. ——Yan Jidao's "Two Poems of Linjiang Immortal"

7. Don't worry if you have no friends in the future, no one in the world will know you. ——Gao Shi's "Two Poems of Farewell to Dong Da"

8. Even if you are alone in the desolation, you still have to take care of yourself, and control the sadness of separation. ——Gong Zizhen, "Writing Dreams on Langtaosha"

9. The snow is falling, covering the heavy door, and people can't help but lose their souls, which weakens the charm of Jiangmei.

10. The green tree looks sad, and has been part of the hatred of several people. ——Bai Juyi's "Qingmen Willow"

11. At the end of the sky, in the corner of the earth, my shadow does not depend on my form when I am born, and my soul does not depend on my dreams when I die. ——Han Yu's "A Letter to Twelve Langs"

12. There is no one in the courtyard, the moon is bright in autumn, and the night frost is about to clear up first. ——Zhang Lei "Sitting at Night, No One in the Courtyard, Autumn Moonlight"

13. Distant eyes are sad with the grass, and Xiang skirts recall the spring flowers. ——Shi Dazu "Linjiangxian·Weary guest is now old"

14. It rains and clears and the smoke is late. The new pool of green water is full.

15. Don’t ask about the rise and fall of a hasty life. Tears of fame and desire are overflowing. ——Huang Ji's "Frost Sky Dawn Corner·Night Mooring on the Yizhen River"

16. In the infinitely sad sunset, the motherland is desolate, with only pink and red remaining. ——Xia Wanchun's "A Cut of Plum Blossoms·Ode to Willows"

17. There are thousands of lovesickness in one inch, and there is no place in the world to arrange it. ——Li Guan's "Butterfly Loves Flowers" Love Poems

18. The remaining years are like a dream, although this body is shocking.

19. Life is about coming back, death is about longing for love. ——Su Wu's "Wedding Hair as Husband and Wife"

20. Who knows how I feel at this moment? Tears fall in front of my pillow and rain falls in front of my steps, dripping through the window until dawn. ——Nie Shengqiong's "Partridge Sky·Farewell"

21. Guanhe is filled with endless sorrow and cannot bear to be warned. ——Yue Ke "Zhu Yingtai is near Beigu Pavilion"

22. Infinite new sorrows are difficult to say to the wind.

23. Standing there with thousands of charming faces, speechless and tearful, looking back with heartbreak. ——Liu Yong's "Lotus Picking Order·Yuehua Harvest"

24. A message to Dongyanggu Liquor Market, I will be drunk for a while, but now I will be happy and I will cry. ——Zhu Fu's "The Proud Fisherman·The Light Rain Is Slender and the Wind is Soft"

25. Huanjun's pearls shed tears, why not meet again when they are not married. ——Zhang Ji's "Yin of a Chaste Woman: A Letter to Master Li Sikong in Dongping"

26. The night is dark and the figure is alone, and the admiration is also lonely. The breeze brings estimates, and the bright moon reflects lovesickness.

27. Lonely in the boudoir, there are thousands of sorrows in the soft intestine. ——Li Qingzhao's "Red Lips: Boudoir Thoughts"

28. The willows in the West Lake are extremely romantic. The whole house is full of youth watching farewell. ——Zhang Xian's "Magnolia·West Lake Willows"

29. I am worried about the northerners, and I am not used to hearing it. ——Li Qingzhao "Tianzi Chou Nuer·Who planted the banana tree in front of the window"

30. Xiaoxuan window. Dressing up. They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. ——Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi·Dreams on the Night of the Twentieth Day of the First Month of Yimao"

31. When I get home, I should be a child holding my clothes and laughing at me. ——Wu Ji's "Complaining of Heartfelt Love: Sleepless in a Cold Night in a Thatched Cottage"

32. The clothes are wet with tears and full of powder. Four stacks of Yangguan, sung thousands of times. ——Li Qingzhao's "Die Lian Hua·Luo Yi is wet with tears and full of powder"

33. The plantains do not show their lilac knots, but they face the same spring breeze and have their own worries. ——Li Shangyin's "Two Poems as Gifts·One"

34. Shake hands and sigh, tears are the only way to survive.

35. The morning breeze does not dissipate a thousand sorrows, and the Suyu adds a trace of tears. ——Cao Xueqin's "Ode to the White Begonia"

36. I didn't know I was a guest in the dream, and I was greedy for pleasure for a while.

37. The water smoke sinks in the beast's furnace and the remaining flowers in the green marsh are written line by line in the biography of lovesickness. ——Zhang Kejiu's "Sai Hongqiu"

38. Reading the red candle in the orchid hall makes the heart long and the flame short, and weeps to others.

——Yan Shu's "Shaking Tingqiu·Farewell News A Thousand Miles Away"

39. The cinnabar turns into gold, riding a dragon and flying to Taiqing's house, the clouds are sad and the thoughts of the sea make people sigh.

40. There is light smoke in the courtyard, and the moon is in the pear blossoms.

41. You should only guard your loneliness and cover up the gates of your hometown.

42. If you don’t see the person you see, you will never hear from him again.

43. Looking at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. ——Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi·Dreams on the Night of the Twentieth Day of the First Month of Yimao"

44. A rustling east wind and drizzle came, and there was light thunder outside Furong Pond.

45. The yellow leaves of the swallow branches fall, and I look forward to taking the stage. The blue clouds are gone on the sea, and the autumn colors are coming. The Hu soldiers gathered in Shasai, and the Han envoy returned to Yuguan. The conquering guest has no return day, and the sky is filled with sorrow and the grass is destroyed. ——Li Bai's "Autumn Thoughts"

46. The scales can't contain it, and the stone eyes are surrounded by water for a minute. I heard that praying for rain during drought, I just suspected that Ke Dou was a dragon.

47. I miss you more and more every night, I am saddened by the bright moon, and I miss you and my brocade quilt is cold. ——Wei Zhuang's "Huanxisha·Every night, the lovesickness is even worse"

48. The concubine is like a mountain in the mountains, but the man is like a stone and the Buddha has no intention. ——Zhu Yizun's "Song of the Yuanyang Lake"

49. Constant cutting and confusion remain, which is the sorrow of separation. Don't just have the ordinary taste in your heart. ——Li Yu's "Happy Meeting·Speechless Heading to the West Tower Alone"

50. The wind and rain abound in the river, leaning on the railing alone, tying up the twelve servant girls of Xiang'e. ——Huang Tingjian "Climbing the Yueyang Tower in the Rain and Looking at the Junshan Mountain"

51. Hating the king is not like the moon on the river tower, north, south, east and west.

52. Facing the wine shop at the end of the night, I am still dreaming.

53. I am worried that the wind is fast with an arrow, and the waves are warm with half a pole. I have to wait a long way to reach the post. ——Zhou Bangyan's "Lanling King·Liu"

54. Under the clear river water of Yugu Terrace, many pedestrians shed tears in the middle. Looking northwest to Chang'an, one can see countless mountains. The green mountains cannot cover it, and it will flow eastward after all. When Jiang was feeling sad at night, he heard partridges deep in the mountains. ——Xin Qiji's "Bodhisattva Man·Book on the Ostomy Wall of Jiangxi"

55. Hate the rustling, ruthless wind and rain, and rub the beautiful muscles at night.

56. Being thin this year is not due to illness or a sad autumn.

57. After the sad old friend passed away, new poems were neglected. ——Li Bing's "Han Gong Chun·Plum"

58. The window is white and the sound of chicken is heard, and the pillow is heard as the horse neighs. ——Gu Zhenguan's "The Bodhisattva Man·Mountain City Calls the Golden Watch in the Midnight"

59. The wood falls on the mountain and the sky is vast, sending Feihong off to the north and feeling sad for a long time.

60. It is sad that wherever the Qin and Han Dynasties traveled, thousands of palaces and palaces were turned into dirt. ——Zhang Yanghao's "Sheep on the Hillside·Tong Cares about the Ancient Times"

61. Tears are shed on the pillow, and the heart is broken among the flowers.

62. I will cross the river with you in the same boat, and we will return home each other when we reach the shore.

63. I am afraid of the pain of separation. ——Li Qingzhao's "Reminiscences of Playing the Flute on the Phoenix Stage"

64. The moon is setting, the crows are crying, the sky is full of frost, Jiang Feng is fishing and the fire is facing melancholy.

65. Thinking of Yue Pavilion and holding hands together, listening to the flute on the exposed bridge, thinking about the past, like in a dream, tears dripping secretly. ——Zhou Bangyan's "Lanling King"

66. There are endless tears of lovesickness and blood and red beans, and endless spring willows and spring flowers fill the painting building. ——Cao Xueqin's "Hongdou Ci"

67. The solitary smoke in the fishing market is cold and green, and the remaining leaves in the water village are dancing red. ——Liu Yong's "Snow Plum Fragrance·Scenery Xiaosuo"

68. The sound of Yongyongxin's wild goose swallowing cold sounds, and the sorrow and hatred are the same every year. ——Li Yu's "Xie Xin'en·The Ran Ran Autumn Light Can't Be Retained"

69. I always feel sad and sleepless, and the window is empty at night under the pine moon. ——Meng Haoran "Returning to Nanshan at the end of the year/Returning to my hometown/Returning to Nanshan"

70. I shed tears immediately after leaving my soul clothes. Each one is haggard. ——Cheng Gai's "Cool Acacia·The moon is hanging in the frost and the forest is cold and about to fall"

71. The young man does not know the feeling of sorrow and falls in love with the upper floors.

72. Joys and sorrows are always ruthless. Before the first term, every step until dawn. ——Jiang Jie's "Poppy Listening to the Rain"

73. Thinking of Chu Yun in the distance, people are far away and the world is close.

74. The Lishan language is half past midnight, and the tears, rain, and bells will not complain at all. ——Nalan Xingde's "Mulan Ci·Cambodian Friends of the Ancient Juejue Ci"

75. Looking at the hometown in the northwest, how many times will the moon be full in the southeast.

76. But when does the west wind come, it does not change secretly in the passing years.

77. My whole life is my heart, and I will shed a thousand tears for you. ——Liu Yong's "Recalling the Imperial Capital·Thin Quilt and Small Pillow in the Cool Weather"

78. After a few days of loneliness and drinking, I was desolate and banned from smoking.

——Yan Shu's "Untitled·The oil-walled incense cart will never meet again"

79. The affectionate peony contains spring tears, and the powerless rose lies on the dawn branch. ——Qin Guan's "Spring Day"

80. The relationship between life and death is broad, and it is said with Zicheng. Hold your son's hand and grow old together.

81. In the spring rain, when the shakuba flute is playing on the roof of the building, when will we return to see the tide in Zhejiang? The mango shoes are broken and no one recognizes the bowl. Which bridge of cherry blossoms should we cross? ——Su Manshu's "Ten Poems on Skills·Select Two" 》

82. If you want to lean on the painting railing alone, you will clear the anvil and complain about the flute to send the evening away. ——Cao Xueqin's "Ode to the White Begonia"

83. People are sad and miserable, but guests are accustomed to the wind.

84. The bright moon, the bright moon, the sound of Hujia disappears with sorrow. ——Dai Shulun's "Zhuanyingqu·Biancao"

85. The sycamore tree and the rain in the middle of the night represent the bitterness of separation and love. Leaf by leaf, sound by sound, the air drips into the sky. ——Wen Tingyun's "Third of Three Gengluozi Poems"

86. The sweet dream is about to come true, but I still wake up, but I feel the oriole crows outside the green window.

87. Losing my Yanzhi Mountain makes my women colorless. Losing our Qilian Mountains will deprive our animals of their ability to thrive. ——"Song of the Huns"

88. The grass is green and the hills are stained with black, and I feel bored and worried. ——Wen Tingshi's "Heavenly Fairy·The grass-green skirt and the mountainside are stained with daisy"

89. The declining willows and the cicadas are full of sorrow, who is willing to teach white clothes to serve wine? ——Guan Hanqing "Intoxicated with the East Wind·Chongjiu"