Poems that describe a person's excess

1. About the redundant poems

About the redundant poems 1. About the redundant poems

Recalling the stupid bird that flew first in the south of the Yangtze River at night on the bank of the river, the feeling of strolling Jujia.

I looked through the sparse tung trees to see the missing moon, and supported the weak willow trees to listen to the croaking frogs. Thoughts of departure spread all over the world.

Like a dream, the stupid bird that flies first in modern times. The autumn wind came for the first time last night, still strolling on the street. When there is a lot of traffic, I look back blankly to the west.

The way forward, the way forward, where do you know where you came from? Cherish the separation and fly. The stupid bird that flies first in modern times. Spring is about to dawn in the lonely empty garden, and I occasionally hear the song of birds in the deep trees. The cold wind disturbed me last night, and I dreamed of only a few flowers blooming.

A branch of incense swayed over the marsh, and the moonlight outside the window was bright. Turning the fingers is full of soft marks, and the sadness is the most difficult thing to do.

Nian Nujiao, the stupid bird that flies first in modern times. Looking from the overpass, I can see people passing by and cars passing by, and a few broken flutes are playing. Wherever the clouds pass in the long sky, the moonlight becomes increasingly clear.

There are tall buildings, misty trees, and clear autumn green. The fairyland on earth cannot be rivaled in heaven.

I was walking on the street, looking around at a loss. Where could I find my best friend? The lights are dim and everyone is separated. I don’t know what night it is! It was deserted, and when I looked back several times, I was afraid of the silence of the past. Outside the singing hall, the sound of the piano cuts through the sadness.

Happy Meeting Li Yu of the Southern Tang Dynasty Speechlessly, I went up to the west building alone, the moon was like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree locked the autumn in the deep courtyard. Constant cutting and confusion remain, which is the sorrow of separation, and there is no ordinary feeling in the heart.

Bu Shuanzi Su Shi of the Song Dynasty The missing moon hangs on the sparse tung trees, and the missing moon breaks one's initial tranquility. Who sees a lonely person walking around alone? Misty and solitary shadow.

Startled but looked back, no one can forgive him for his hatred. Picking out all the cold branches and refusing to live on them, the lonely sandbank is cold.

Bu Suanzi, Lu You, Song Dynasty. Beside the broken bridge outside the post station, it is lonely and ownerless. It is already dusk and I am sad alone, and it is even more windy and rainy.

There is no intention to fight for spring, but for a while, everyone is jealous. It fell into mud and became dust, but only the fragrance remained the same.

Qing Ping Le Song Huang Tingjian Where does spring go? Loneliness leads nowhere. If anyone knows where Chun is going, he can call her back to live with her.

Who knows if there is no trace of spring? Unless you ask for oriole. No one can understand a hundred warblings, because the wind flies over the roses.

Summer Night Staying Zhi by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty There are few people in the courtyard, and the sky is vast, and the cool night breeze is clear. The courtyard is filled with locust flowers and the sound of pine nuts falling on the steps.

Sitting alone with a lamp burning, meditating and walking on the moon. Decline is boring because of it, not because you are tired of Chengming.

Occasionally written by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. The red apricot leaves are just beginning, and the green plum trees are already on the branches. The flowers are falling behind, and I am lonely when I wake up from alcohol.

Sitting in boredom for a long time with lowered eyebrows, walking lazily and moving too late. Young man Jun is a strange man. You should know it when you have gray hair.

Self-titled by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty: An old man should be a calm official, but a poor man should have a good salary. There are no piles of cases in the hot month, and there is no chance to take advantage of the cold weather.

Looking at it, I should be lonely, and I feel very free. I only have enough bottles of wine to sell, and I have no worries about selling them.

Ziyi Du Mu of Tang Dynasty, Du Ling Xiao Cijun, moved to be a junior official. Loneliness pity my way, vaguely like the ancients.

The heart is decorated with no color, but the bones are filled with dust. I feel like I'm like a piece of grass, and I can't control myself with a knife or a ruler.

Autumn Night by Tang Gengmao After the equinox of the high autumn night, the geese from far away came. Loneliness is behind closed doors, with no one asking what to think.

Evening Thoughts Tang Jia Dao The autumn night has hardly dawned, and it has leaked to the second watch. I sit recalling the mountains and rivers, smelling the lonely insects.

The wind in the Dongting falls on the trees, and the moon in the sky leaves the clouds. If he floats from the east, why would he want to reach you?

Ambition in Late Autumn by Liu Cang of the Tang Dynasty. When autumn ends in the suburbs, I feel sad for myself. The chrysanthemums are still blooming in the lonely night. In the high wind, the leaves are covered with frost, and a wild goose makes a cold sound coming from behind the water.

After several years of war in the deserted base, Gushan read books all day long. Don't ask about the past on the way home, sing alone and get drunk for several drinks.

2. About redundant poems

Reminiscing about the south of the Yangtze River

The stupid bird that flew first in modern times

Walking along the riverbank at night is still a pleasure.

I looked through the sparse tung trees to see the missing moon, and supported the weak willow trees to listen to the croaking frogs.

The thoughts of separation are all over the world.

Like a dream

The stupid bird that flies first in modern times

Last night, the autumn wind came for the first time, and I was still strolling on the street.

When there is a lot of traffic, I look back blankly to the west.

The way forward, the way forward, where do you know where you came from?

Cherish your separation

The stupid bird that flies first in modern times

Spring is about to dawn in the lonely empty garden, and I occasionally hear the song of birds in the deep trees.

Last night the cold wind disturbed me, and I dreamed of only a few flowers blooming.

A branch of incense swayed over the marsh, and the moonlight outside the window was bright.

It is the most difficult thing to turn a finger and feel sad.

Nian Nujiao

The stupid bird that flies first in modern times

Looking from the overpass, I can see people coming and going, and several broken flutes are playing.

Wherever the clouds pass in the long sky, the moonlight becomes increasingly clear.

The tall buildings rise from the ground, the sky is filled with misty trees, and the sky is clear and green.

The wonderland on earth cannot be rivaled in heaven.

I was walking on the street, looking around at a loss. Where could I find my best friend?

The lights are dim and everyone is separated, I don’t know what night it is!

It was deserted, and looking back several times, I was afraid of the silence before.

Outside the singing hall, the sound of the piano cuts through the sadness.

Happy Meeting

Li Yu of the Southern Tang Dynasty

Silently, I went up to the west building alone, the moon was like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree locked the autumn in the deep courtyard.

Constant cutting and confusion are the symptoms of divorce, and there is no ordinary feeling in the heart.

Fortune Teller

Su Shi of the Song Dynasty

The missing moon hanging on the sparse tung trees will break one's initial tranquility.

Who sees a lonely person walking around alone? Misty and solitary shadow.

Startled but looked back, no one can forgive him for his hatred.

Picking out all the cold branches and refusing to live on them, the lonely sandbank is cold.

Bu Shuanzi

Lu You of the Song Dynasty

Beside the broken bridge outside the post, it is lonely and ownerless.

It is already dusk, I am sad alone, and it is even more windy and rainy.

There is no intention to fight for spring, but for a while, everyone is jealous.

It fell into pieces and turned into dust, but only the fragrance remained the same.

Qing Ping Le

Huang Tingjian of the Song Dynasty

Where does spring go? Loneliness leads nowhere.

If anyone knows where Chun is going, he can call her back to live with her.

Who knows if there is no trace of spring? Unless you ask for oriole.

No one can understand a hundred warbles, because the wind flies over the roses.

Summer Night Stay

Tang Bai Juyi

There are few people in the courtyard, and the night is cool and clear.

The courtyard is filled with locust flowers and the sound of pine nuts falling on the steps.

Sitting alone with a lamp burning, meditating and walking on the moon.

Aging is boring because of aging, not because of being tired of Chengming.

Occasionally written

Tang Bai Juyi

The red apricot leaves are just beginning, and the green plum trees are already on the branches.

When the flowers are falling behind, I am lonely and sober.

Sitting in boredom for a long time with lowered eyebrows, walking lazily and moving too late.

Young man Jun is a strange man, and you should know that he has gray hair.

Self-titled

Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

An old man should be a calm official, but a poor man with a high salary.

There are no piles of cases in the hot month, and there is no chance to take advantage of the cold weather.

Looking at it, I should be lonely, and I feel very free.

I have plenty of bottles of wine and no worries about selling them.

Ziyi

Du Mu of Tang Dynasty

Xiao Cijun of Du Ling moved to junior high school and resigned from the official position.

Loneliness pity my way, vaguely like the ancients.

The heart is decorated with no color, but the bones are filled with dust.

I feel like a piece of grass, and I can’t control myself with a knife or ruler.

Autumn Night

Tang Gengmao

After the equinox of the high autumn night, the geese from far away arrive.

Loneliness is behind closed doors, with no one asking what to think.

Evening Thoughts

Tangjia Island

The autumn night has hardly dawned, and it has leaked to the second watch.

I sit recalling the mountains and rivers, smelling the lonely insects.

The wind blows down the trees in the Dongting, and the moon leaves the clouds in the sky.

If I float from the east, what will I do to you?

Late Autumn Ambition

Liu Cang of the Tang Dynasty

When autumn is over in the suburbs, I feel sad for myself, and the chrysanthemums are still blooming in the lonely night.

In the high wind, the leaves are sparse and frost is falling, and a wild goose makes a cold sound coming from behind the water.

After several years of war in Huanglei, Gushan read books all day long.

Don’t ask about the past on the way home, sing alone and get drunk after several drinks.

3. What are some poems that describe oneself as redundant?

1. "Happy Meeting·Speechlessly Going Up the West Tower Alone" by Li Yu of the Southern Tang Dynasty

Speechless Going up to the west tower alone, the moon is like a hook. The lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks Qingqiu.

Continuous cutting and confusion are the symptoms of divorce. Don't just have the ordinary taste in your heart.

Translation: Silently, a man climbed up to the west tower alone. The moon in the sky was like a hook. On this cold autumn night, the sycamores were locked deep in the yard, locking away the loneliness. The thoughts in my heart, I want to cut them off, but they keep getting reduced no matter what. I want to sort them out, but they become more messy. This kind of sorrow of divorce and longing has a different feeling in my heart now.

2. "Thanks for the Pearl" Tangjiang Picking Ping

The osmanthus leaves have not drawn the eyebrows for a long time, and the remaining makeup and tears stain the red silk.

Nagato doesn’t wash himself all day long, why bother with pearls to comfort his loneliness.

Translation: I haven’t painted my willow eyebrows for a long time, and the remaining makeup on my face and my tears have wetted my red gauze clothes. I haven't washed myself in a long time, so you don't need to give me a bunch of pearls to comfort my lonely heart.

3. "Writing Love" by Li Yi of the Tang Dynasty

The precious silk with water patterns makes me think about it for a long time.

From now on, I have no intention of loving the good night and let him go down to the west tower under the bright moon.

Translation: Lying on the exquisite bamboo mat, I have so many thoughts that I can't calm down for a long time. The long-awaited date with my lover was gone tonight. From now on, I no longer have the intention to appreciate the beautiful scenery on this good day, no matter whether the bright moon sets on the west tower or not.

4. "Recalling Qin'e·Lingao Pavilion" Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty

Lingao Pavilion. The plains and mountains are covered with smoke. The smoke is thin. After the crow returns, I hear the horn at dusk.

The fragrance is gone and the wine is full of evil feelings. The west wind urges the parasol trees to fall. The sycamore tree fell. Autumn colors are still there again, and loneliness is still there.

Translation: Climbing up to the high pavilion, the mountains and empty fields seem to be shrouded in smoke, with a little light shining through. The light was thin, and after the crow flew back to its nest, the military horn was heard in the dark night.

The incense is about to go out and there is not much wine left. This situation is sad and miserable. The harsh and bleak autumn wind accelerated the falling of the sycamore trees. The fallen parasol trees, that kind of decaying scenery that you don’t want to see, make people feel lonely and desolate.

5. "Bu Shuanzi's Residence at Dinghuiyuan in Huangzhou" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty

The missing moon hanging on the sparse tung trees makes one feel calm at first. Who sees a lonely person walking around alone? Misty and solitary shadow.

Startled but looked back, no one can forgive him for his hatred. Picking out all the cold branches and refusing to live on them, the lonely sandbank is cold.

Translation: The crescent moon hangs on the tops of the sycamore trees, missing the sound of human voices in the dead of night. Sometimes I see people living in seclusion walking around alone, like the misty silhouette of a lone wild goose. Suddenly he was startled and turned around, feeling resentful but no one knew about it. Even though they picked out cold branches, they refused to rest on them, preferring to endure the loneliness and coldness on the sandbank.

4. What are the redundant sentences about "I am redundant"

1. I am the person who lives outside your heart and has nothing to do with you!

2. Who has passed through whose youth, leaving a smile, who has stayed in whose flower season, warming my thoughts, and who has disappeared from whose rainy season, and shed tears.

3. The only things that are safe in heaven are time, place and people - and you let me experience all of life! Thank you for your love, extra care and beautiful sentences to express your mood.

4. One day you will forget me and devote yourself to a new world of love and indulgence; one day you will have a beautiful wife and lovely children; one day you will be busy among the crowds. , forget the dreams of your youth; one day you will pass by me, but you will not be able to recognize each other; one day you will occasionally think of my name, but cannot remember my appearance; one day you will die. In the ward, you will never think of me again until you die...

5. When you and her look into each other's eyes and smile, I just feel that I am superfluous in this world.

6. I am a bystander everywhere, unnecessary.

7. "When there are three of us, they sometimes walk in front and I don't want to chase them. At that time, I feel super redundant."

5. What are some sentences that describe myself as redundant

1. When you and she look into each other's eyes and smile, I just feel that I am superfluous in this world.

2. I am a bystander everywhere, unnecessary.

3. When there are three of us, they sometimes walk in front, but I don’t want to chase them. At that time, I feel super redundant.

4. The other side of sincerity may be self-indulgence.

5. Gradually, more and more people gathered, and they kept coming from the entrance. The flower bed was full of people, and the fountain was full of people.

6. This street performance attracted a huge crowd of spectators.

7. People come and go on the street, rubbing shoulders and heels, as many as dumplings in the pot!

8. Because the head teacher actively listens to students’ opinions, his office is bustling with people.

9. You will never see me when I am the loneliest, because I am the loneliest only when you are not by my side.

10. What you are doing now is simply superfluous.

11. Not every effort will be rewarded, but efforts must be made for every harvest. This is an unfair and irreversible proposition.

12. Memory is like water poured into the palm of your hand. No matter you spread it out or hold it tightly, it will eventually flow cleanly from your fingers drop by drop.

13. There are only so many places around a person, and you can only give so much. In this small circle, some people want to come in, and some people have to leave.

14. We smile and say that the place where we are staying in time has actually been swept away silently by the torrent

15. Everyone is a king, living freely in his own world Domineering, you don’t want to listen to me, but you don’t want me to listen to you either.

6. If you understand it very clearly, it will be redundant to say what you don’t understand.

I don’t know whether you want ancient poetry or modern poetry?

The ancient poem that best expresses this feeling is:

"On the Water Side"

The so-called Yiren is on the water side.

If you follow it to trace the path, the road is long and blocked;

If you follow it to trace the path, it will be in the middle of the water.

Jian Jia is miserable, and the white dew is still there.

The so-called Yiren is on the water.

If you follow it back and forth, you will find your way through the obstacles;

If you follow it and follow it, you will wander in the water.

The dew is still blooming when we collect the jianjia.

The so-called beauty is in the stream of water.

If you follow it, you will find the road is blocked and to the right;

If you follow it, you will wander in the water.

Love someone but don’t get it. It is helpless and painful!

I wish you happiness!