What poems are there to express melancholy?

Whitehead is fame, old mountain is old, which hinders the return journey. I want to talk to Yao Qin. There are few confidants, who will listen to the broken string?

But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with a sword, sadness will come back, even though we drown them with wine.

A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.

There is nothing I can do to eliminate this situation, but I frown to my heart.

Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves.

Since ancient times, feelings of sadness and parting are even more worthy of being left out in the cold.

Dead vines, old trees, faint crows, small bridges, flowing water, ancient roads, west winds, thin horses, heartbroken people in the sunset!

Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty. At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.

Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time.

How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward.

Whitehead is fame, old mountain is old, which hinders the return journey. I want to talk to Yao Qin. There are few confidants, who will listen to the broken string?

Ambition is blocked, and the first sentence goes straight to the heart. Two or three sentences use "the pine and bamboo in the old mountain are old" to describe the yearning for the old friends in the hometown of Central Plains and the author's desire to return to his hometown and recover the Central Plains.

But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with a sword, sadness will come back, even though we drown them with wine.

Sorrow is like running water, which can be cut with a knife and cannot be sold with wine. Describe endless and heavy sadness.

A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.

The feelings of joys, sorrows and sorrows cannot be recalled today, but they have been inadvertently long ago.

There is nothing I can do to eliminate this situation, but I frown to my heart.

As soon as the frowning brows were stretched, thoughts welled up in my mind. In a word, I always miss home.

Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves.

Chongyang is the Chrysanthemum Festival, and chrysanthemums bloom beautifully. While drinking, she enjoyed the chrysanthemums and dyed them with flowers. However, she can't help feeling hurt. No matter how beautiful and fragrant chrysanthemums are, they can't be given to relatives in different places.

Since ancient times, feelings of sadness and parting are even more worthy of being left out in the cold.

Parting with the one you love has been a sad thing since ancient times. And the cold autumn is also a season that is easy to cause sadness.

Dead vines, old trees, faint crows, small bridges, flowing water, ancient roads, westerly winds, thin horses and heartbroken people in the sunset.

The scenery and environment in late autumn and late autumn dusk. In late autumn, everything is cold, the green vine is withered, and there are no yellow leaves. A crow crouched on an old tree with withered vines. In the silence of the evening, it made a few hoarse cries from time to time.

Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty. At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.

The author seems to be beside the newly-married king, watching her bathing in the morning light and dressing up in front of the mirror, and her heart is full of sweetness and tenderness.

Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time.

The ends of the earth are the ends of heaven and earth, so it is said that "sometimes it is also tired." But the lovesickness after separation is endless, as the saying goes, "there is only endless lovesickness." Here, the mental torture brought by "amorous feelings" is reflected through comparison, and the feeling is real and subtle.

How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward.

"Ask how sad you are? Just like a river flowing eastward, this sentence is the title of the whole word and an eternal quatrain, which is widely circulated.