A poem describing loneliness.

Poems about scenery and loneliness 1. Poems with sad landscapes.

1. If the heart is at ease, it is spacious even if it is trapped in a square inch.

If the heart is bound, it is bound in the width of heaven and earth. 2. I am young and energetic.

3, long street, countless fireworks, you pick up the lamp and look back; Short pavilion is short, the world of mortals is rolling, and I sigh again. 4. Who finally let the string break, and the flower fell on the shoulder, blurred.

5, how many beauties have been lost, how many pieces of acacia have been broken, and only the blood-stained ink is crying. 6, the vast land is broken with a sword, where the bustling songs fall.

Leaning against the clouds hides loneliness, even if others laugh at me. 7. Let him know everything and smile at you.

8. Send a song to Jun, and don't invite people to get together at the end of the song. 9. Who scattered the smoke, who scattered the vertical and horizontal ties.

10, listen to the string break, break 3 thousand infatuation. Falling flowers, forgetting, once the wind rippled.

If the flower is pitiful, it will fall on whose fingertips. 1 1, there are trees on the mountain and branches on the wood. I don't know whether I like you or not.

12, whoever forgets the other party first, dumping the country is the old country. I refuse to play. Shadows are amazing.

13. There used to be a tall building that sang at night and had dancing sleeves on it. 14, when all the flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you.

15, in the spring, the beauty is old, and the flowers fall and everyone dies. 16, still water flowing deeply, singing loudly; Three lives are sunny and round, one sad and one happy.

17, lights and stars, sounds and songs are endless. 18, as beautiful as flowers and jade, as fleeting, I can go back to the past, but I can't go back to the beginning.

19, dark clouds cover the moon, people go to the empty building, and I can't tell how lonely I am. 20, this time I leave you, it is wind, rain, night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends.

2 1, the sky is not old, and love is hard to break. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.

22. It seems that this star was not exposed for whom last night. 23, ten years of life and death, not thinking, unforgettable, thousands of miles away, nowhere to be sad.

24. Butterflies are beautiful. After all, butterflies can't fly across the sea. 25, finally covered the world for the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. After Hua Rong thanked him, it was just a scene, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever.

26. Elegance refers to quicksand, and old age is a period of time. 27. Mountains and rivers hold hands and smile for you.

28, a few sighs, the joys and sorrows of generations, ridiculous that my life is not up to me.

2. Complete Poems of Sad Scenery

Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk. -Li Shangyin's Leyuan Scenic Area

How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward. -Li Yu "When is the Spring Flower and Autumn Moon?

Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun. -Li Shangyin's "Jinse"

The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy. -Cen Can's Song of Snow White sent Tian Shuji Wu home.

The flat forest is misty, and the cold mountain area is compassionate. -Li Bai's "Bodhisattva Man Lin Ping Momo Yan Ruzhi"

Qiang tube covered with frost, people do not sleep. The general was white-haired and in tears. -Fan Zhongyan's "The Fisherman's Pride Qiu Si"

Mountains and rivers are far away, and falling flowers and wind and rain hurt spring even more. -Yan Shu "Huanxisha has always been a limited body"

3. Poems expressing lonely feelings

1, I miss heaven and earth, there is no limit, no end, and I cry alone.

2, outside the bridge, lonely and open.

3, only the running water in front of the building, if you miss me, stare at me all day. Looking at that place, I added a new sadness from now on.

4. The bagpiper went to Lou Yu. Who is the heartbreaker?

5. Where are people? Even it's getting dark, and the way home is broken.

6. Ask how much you can worry about, just like a river flowing eastward.

7, this time, what a sad sentence!

8. Wash and dress, and lean on Wangjianglou alone.

9, the soul dream is unbearable and even more embarrassing.

10, to see the sun, for all his glory, buried by the coming night.

1 1. Walking in the bustling crowd, every step is lonely, every step is lonely!

12, the old country is unbearable to look back.

13, it's hard to say, the bright window is pale and the thin shadow is still romantic.

14, few friends, who will listen to the broken string.

15, but the flowers are falling, and Xiaoyuanxiang Trail wanders alone.

16, tears on the pillow are like rain outside the window.

17, the sober man and saint in the old days were forgotten, and only the drinker kept his name.

18, it's easy to meet, but difficult to leave, so where will I look back?

19, a boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river-snow.

20. The Xu Mo cup is dark amber, and it melts before getting drunk. It's time to come. It's late. The brain is fragrant, the dream is broken, the cold golden bun is loose, and the time and space are red to candlelight.

2 1, I sang. The moon encourages me and I dance. My shadow is rolling in the back.

22. Whoever sees a lonely person is a lonely shadow.

23. Lonely and sad cries fly to the moon and shadows.

24, sitting alone, advocating alone, paying alone. Standing hurts, even touching people hurts.

25. Before me, where were those lost times? Behind me, where are the future generations? I miss this leisurely world, I am alone, and my tears fall down.

4. Poetry that expresses beauty and artistic conception

The next day, the lotus leaves are distinct, and the colors of sunlight reflected by lotus flowers are different. -Yang Wanli's "Seeing the Forest in Jingci Temple"

Spring Tour of Qiantang River-Bai Juyi

Gushan Temple is in the north of Jiating West, and the water level is low.

Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and their new swallows peck at the soil in spring.

Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can be without horseshoes.

I love the lack of eastward travel of the lake and the white sand embankment under the shadow of Populus davidiana.

Lushan Mountain stands beside Nandou, and the sea of clouds is like nine screens, reflecting in the crystal clear lake, deepening the green lake. The Golden Gate is divided into two mountains, with a silver stream hanging down to three stone bridges. You can see the majestic tripod waterfall, cliffs and winding paths leading to the blue sky and the sunrise, where no birds can blow to Wu. -Li Bai's "Lushan storytelling to send Lu's royal virtual boat"

5. Landscape Poetry (Full)

When Wang Wei lived in seclusion in Wangchuan, he wrote many beautiful landscape poems.

He wrote "Wangchuan Collection" by himself, including 20 five-character quatrains that he and his friend Pei Di sang to each other. The main content is to describe the scenery near Wangchuan and express the interest of seclusion. Look at Wu Xinyi first: hibiscus flowers with chopped red calyx in the mountains.

The mouth of a stream is silent, without a trace. They open and fall. In the silent mountain stream, magnolia blooms and falls, surviving and dying. It's not fake, it has nothing to do with the world, and no one knows.

This is a world far away from the hubbub, and it is also the unique artistic conception of the poet Wang Wei's integration of subject and object, which is simply the symbolic realm of Buddhism's view of emptiness. Therefore, Hu Yinglin, a literary critic in the Ming Dynasty, said that this poem was a work of Zen. "I have forgotten my life experience, and all my thoughts are silent."

The artistic conception created by Wang Wei here, born out of the image, is a combination of poetic realm and Zen realm, with profound meaning and strong artistic appeal. This artistic achievement can not but be said to be beneficial to his study of Buddhism and the edification of Buddhist thinking mode.

Wang Wei was called "Shi Fo" by later generations. He believed in Buddhism in his early years.

Mother Cui Shi has been practicing meditation for more than 30 years. Wang Wei and his younger brother, Wang Jin, "both worship Buddhism and live on vegetables, so it is better to eat meat and blood" (Biography of Wang Wei in Old Tang Dynasty).

When Wang Wei was 3 1 year old, his wife died and he no longer married. He lives alone in a room, and his screen is very tired. "he has no children" ("the list of brothers recommended by the bow"). He also wrote many poems about Buddhism, and he has high attainments in Buddhism.

Among the schools of Buddhism in the Tang Dynasty, Wang Wei believed in Zen, and Nanzong Zen was the main one. Nanzong Zen is the product of the combination of Buddhism, Confucianism and Taoism in China, and its philosophy of destiny and life provides the latest and most complete way for China literati.

However, some practice methods of Nanzong Zen have something in common with China's poetry creation. Yan Yu, a literary critic in the Song Dynasty, said: "Generally speaking, Zen is only in the wonderful understanding, and poetry is also in the wonderful understanding" (Cang Hua).

Miao Wu is an insight into Zen, and it can also be expressed as an understanding of art. Both poetry and Zen need a keen inner experience, both emphasize enlightenment and metaphor, and both pursue meaning.

When talking about "epiphany", Nanzong Zen often uses the expression of images to convey the law, with special emphasis on the role of intuition, suggestion, induction and association in understanding. Wang Wei came from Zen, and naturally he has a deep understanding of this method of grasping the world.

He integrated his understanding of Buddhism into his outlook on life and turned religious feelings into poetic thoughts, creating a poetic artistic conception of "emptiness", "quietness" and "leisure". Zen advocates the beautiful style of mountains and rivers, which has also played a guiding and enlightening role in Wang Wei's conscious approach to mountains and rivers and the exploration of their aesthetic value.

Wang Wei described his inner experience in the poem Zhuliguan: I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the pipa and humming a song. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.

The poet sat alone in the depths of the bamboo forest, playing the piano and whistling. No one knows his existence, only the bright moon accompanies him. Nature knows his inner loneliness best, and the bright moon brings him a quiet happiness.

Things and I are one, things and I forget each other. Zen and poetry are in harmony. The same is true in Chai Lu: there seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I hear a voice.

The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant. There was no one in the empty mountain, only heard intermittent voices floating from the depths of the forest, and a ray of sunset was transmitted on the moss in the depths of the forest, which was so trance-like and sad.

This is the ethereal realm that Wang Wei pursues, far away from the hubbub. Although lonely, it is also meaningful. In the Qing Dynasty, Wang Yuyang said that Wang Wei's poems were "Zen", and "implicit words were tantamount to the laughter of Buddha and Ye Jia" (Continued from Silkworm Tail).

In other words, Wang Wei's landscape poems are full of Zen meaning, Zen music and Zen taste, and convey Zen meaning. Nature fully shows the poet's unique taste in the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers.

Wang Wei doesn't necessarily go to remote places for meditation. He also looks at the vast world and the lively farm life: sunny Yuan Ye is endless and has no atmosphere at all. The gatehouse of the outer city is close to the ferry pier, and the trees at the edge of the village connect the stream and the estuary.

The silvery white river is shining in the fields, especially bright, and the green mountains stand behind the ridge. It is the busy farming season, there are no idle people, and farmers are busy going to the fields.

-"New Sunny Wild Hope" A spring rain washed away the dirt and the scene was completely new. Busy farming, people and scenery are bathed in fresh air.

The phrase "white water" forms a layered picture of close-up and distant view. The water is bright, the mountains are green, and the contrast between light and color is harmonious. On the surface, you can't see the Zen meaning of this poem.

In fact, that spring rain was like holy water poured out of a pure Buddhist bottle, which washed everything clean and ethereal. It's just that everything is wonderfully integrated with Zen and poetry, and he doesn't let Zen overwhelm poetry.

Of course, what we pay attention to is the kind of praise for farmers' life, and we appreciate the beautiful aura without tirelessly pursuing its Zen philosophy. Wang Wei is a versatile cultural giant who is good at poetry, music, painting and calligraphy.

Su Dongpo, a great writer in the Song Dynasty, said: "There are paintings in Wang Wei's poems; Look at the picture, there are poems in the picture. " (Shu Moran Tian Yan Yu Tu) His words are incisive and to the point.

Wang Wei was an accomplished landscape painter in Tang Dynasty. He painted with Xiao Shupu's brushwork of ink and wash, created ink and wash landscapes, and became a family of his own, and was called the founder of landscape painting Nanzong by later generations.

His paintings emphasize freehand brushwork, pursue spirit likeness and express subjective feelings. So "draw things, don't ask the four seasons. If you paint flowers, you often take peaches, apricots, hibiscus and lotus flowers as a scene. " "It's hard to ask for shapes and objects." (Shen Kuo quoted Zhang Yanyuan in Mengxi) Therefore, Wang Wei is also known as the originator of China literati's freehand brushwork.

Painting can be similar in spirit, so it has the charm and interest of poetry, that is, there is poetry in painting. Staring at the natural landscape with this painting concept is a sigh, and it must have the charm of painting in poetry.

Wang Wei's profound artistic attainments in painting, music and calligraphy enable him to feel and capture the wonderful scenery, magical sound and ever-changing nature more accurately and meticulously than ordinary poets in his poetry creation, and appeal to the pen. I will also use words to set colors and pay attention to the harmony of poetry tones.

There are artistic conception of painting, fluency of music and changes of calligraphy in poetry. In this way, his unique poetic artistic style of "painting in poetry" and "hundred warblers, repeated performances by palace merchants" was virtually formed.

We should firmly grasp this feature when appreciating his landscape poems. Wang Wei is good at describing grandeur in general.

6. Landscape Poetry (Full)

1, spring day

Author Zhu, Song,

Beautiful spring outing in Surabaya, the endless scenery is new.

Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere.

Vernacular translation:

The spring outing is sunny, and the endless scenery is completely new on the shore of Surabaya.

Anyone can see the face of spring. The spring breeze is full of flowers and colors, and the scenery of spring is everywhere.

2. Spring outing in Qiantang River

Author Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty,

From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.

Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.

Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.

I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.

Vernacular translation:

Bypassing the north of Gushan Temple, strolling in the west of Jiagong Pavilion, the white clouds hang low at the beginning of the lake.

Several warm trees that the oriole came out early competed for sunshine, and the new swallows were busy building nests and holding mud.

Wild flowers will be dazzling when they are competing to open, and spring grass has just crossed the horseshoe before it grows tall.

The beautiful scenery in the east of the favorite lake is unforgettable. Rows of willow trees pass through a white sand embankment.

3. Jiang Xue

Author Liu Zongyuan, Tang Dynasty

There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.

A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.

Vernacular translation:

There is no bird trace in Qianshan Wanling; There are no footprints of pedestrians on thousands of roads.

On a lonely boat, a fisherman wearing hemp fiber and hat; Fishing alone in the snow.

4. Visit Shanxi Village

Author Lu You, Song Dynasty

Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich.

There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.

The day of playing flute and drums is approaching, and the villagers are still dressed simply.

In the future, if you can go out in the moonlight, I will knock on your door at any time with my cane.

Vernacular translation:

Don't laugh at the muddy wine brewed in the twelfth lunar month. In Fengshou Island, hospitality dishes are very rich.

The mountains overlap and the water twists and turns. I'm afraid there is no way out. Suddenly, a mountain village appeared in front of me.

The day of playing flute and drum in the Spring Festival Club is coming. The villagers are dressed simply and still retain the ancient customs.

In the future, if I can go out for a walk in the bright moonlight, I will definitely knock on your door at any time with a cane.

5. Look at Lushan Waterfall

Author Li Bai, Tang Dynasty,

The purple mist is illuminated by sunlight, and the waterfall hangs in front of the mountain.

On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth.

Vernacular translation:

The censer peak gives birth to a purple mist under the sunlight, and a waterfall hangs in front of the mountain like white satin from a distance.

There seem to be several waterfalls in thousands of feet on the high cliff, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from the sky to the ground.

7. Poems about loneliness

Guanhe order

Zhou Bangyan

Autumn is cloudy and sunny, and the yard suddenly gets cold. Standing in court listening to autumn, I miss the trace of Hongyan in the depths of the vast sea of clouds.

The deeper people go to silence, but the wall and the lonely lamp set each other off. The wine is awake, how to stay up late at night?

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This word is a sad work in cold autumn. The first movie was about a cold autumn evening scene. The second sentence of Autumn Shade introduces a bleak autumn scenery, with continuous rain and occasional clearing, but it is dusk. This is really like the mood of a materialized traveler, and it is rare to have a moment of sunshine. From "Autumn Shadow" to "Bleak", it synthesizes the poet's depression from vision to feeling, and renders a sad state of mind trapped in the haze without seeing a sunny day. At the end of Listening, the poet stood in the courtyard and looked up at the clouds. However, "the clouds are deep" and the haze is deep. There is no trace of Hongyan, no hope of music and books, especially the poet's loss and loneliness. In the next movie, I wrote about the lonely lights in the middle of the night. Suddenly, the word "people go" shows that the impermanence of travel companions can set off the bitterness of being away from relatives. What is even more bitter is that "the wine woke up", suggesting that the poet has been using wine to drown his sorrows and drive away boredom, so as to spend the cold night in a drunken sleep; However, when the wine wakes up, it is also the autumn feeling that wakes up. When traveling, it is sad and lovers are homesick. The poet suddenly exclaimed, "How can midnight snack last forever?" How can I get through this long cold and dark night? The poet pushes the sadness and bitterness of travel to an inescapable position to end the whole poem, which shows the helplessness and frustration of the poet being abandoned.