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Ancient poems about sadness

1. Poems written about sorrow throughout the ages are misty and full of sorrow, which makes the brain glow and sells golden beasts. Northern Song Dynasty —— Li Qingzhao's Drunken Flowers.

My heart is full of sorrow, and the moon is full of sorrow. I will always follow you until Yelangxi. Tang-Li Bai "I heard that Wang Changling moved to the left to send this to Longbiao Kiln"

After all, this is not Qian Fan, and there is water everywhere, and I am heartbroken in Baipingzhou. Tang and Five Dynasties —— Wen Ting Yun's dream of Jiangnan

But I looked at my hometown, and the twilight was getting thicker, and the mist of sadness was filled on the river waves. Don Cui Hao's Yellow Crane Tower

Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river. Don a night-mooring near maple bridge

White hair three thousands of feet, sorrow like a beard. Song of Qiu Pu by Tang Li Bai

Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart. Tang Meng Haoran's Sleeping at Jiande.

Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. It's not just the general taste. Tang and Five Dynasties —— Li Yu's Meet You Huan

Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward. The Beauty of Li Yu's Youth in Tang and Five Dynasties

One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. Northern Song Dynasty —— Li Qingzhao's A Piece of Plum

In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song. Tang-Li Shangyin Untitled

Where were those lost times before me? Behind me, where are the future generations? I think of heaven and earth, there is no limit, there is no end, I am alone, tears fell down. Don Chen Ziang's Youzhou Tower.

But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows. Tang Li Bai's "Xuanzhou Xie Tiao Building Shu Yun is an official at another school"

The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice. Tang Bai Juyi's Pipa Journey

Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju. Song Liqing's "Drunken Flowers"

There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind. Song Liqing's "A Piece of Plum"

Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow, fall in love with the floor, fall in love with the floor, and talk about sorrow for giving new words. Song Xin Qi Ji's ugly slave. Shuboshan road middle wall

It is sad, especially the general taste in my heart. Crying at night in black (Li Yu)

Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward. Yu Meiren (Li Yu)

I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried. Wu Lingchun (Li Qingzhao)

Flowers from Shui Piao to water, one kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind. Pruning plum (Li Qingzhao)

The fog is very thick, and the clouds are always sad. ....................................................................................................................................................................... drunk flowers (Li Qingzhao)

Dream Leng Xiang's new dream. Go to sleep and don't be sad. Nian Nujiao (Li Qingzhao)

Indus is drizzling, and at dusk, it is falling. This time, what a sad sentence. Speak softly (Li Qingzhao)

2. What are the poems describing sadness in ancient China? They are afraid that the boat will travel in two streams and will not carry much sorrow. -Wulingchun

After all, this is not Qian Fan, and there is water everywhere, and I am heartbroken in Baipingzhou. -Looking at Jiangnan from afar

Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. It's not just the general taste. -See you.

Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward. -"Yu Meiren"

Helpless, let the flowers fall, as if I had met Yan's return, and Xiaoyuan Xiangjing wandered alone. -Huanxisha

Where is the dusk pass, there is a sad fog on the river waves. -Yellow Crane Tower

The vast sadness of parting extends to the setting sun, away from Beijing, riding a whip to the east, feeling that people are on earth. -"Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems")

My heart is full of sorrow, and the moon is full of sorrow. I will always follow you until Yelangxi. -"I heard that Wang Changling left and moved to Longbiaoyao to deliver this."

3. The ancient elegy "Forever, Forever"; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever. -(Tang) Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice. -(Tang) Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip

How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward. -(Tang) Li Yu's young beauty

But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows. -(Tang) Li Bai's "Xuanzhou Xie Tiao Lou Guan Shu Yun"

White hair is three thousands of feet, and the fate is as long as sorrow. -(Tang) Li Bai's Song of Autumn Pu

In the spring breeze, this proud horse runs at the speed of two beats. I visited all the sights of Chang 'an gracefully in one day. -(Tang) Meng Jiao's After Graduation

And a moment that should have lasted forever was disappointed at this time. -(Tang) Li Shangyin's "Jinse"

On a green spring day, I began to go home, singing my songs loudly and drinking my wine. -(Tang) Du Fu's "The banks of the Yellow River were recaptured by the imperial army"

Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily. -(Tang) Du Fu's "The banks of the Yellow River were recaptured by the imperial army"

Season after season, joy followed, and neither the autumn moon nor the spring breeze attracted her attention. -(Tang) Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip

I can't get rid of this situation, just frown and worry. -(Song) Li Qingzhao's "A Piece of Plum"

When people come to trouble, they don't meet, and they are always sad when they are not in love. -(Song) Huang Tingjian and Reading "Too Real Story".

Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the floor. Fall in love with the floor and worry about adding new words.

-(Song) Xin Qiji's "Ugly Slave" book Boshan Road Middle Wall

The body is dead, the spirit is spirit, and the soul is a ghost. -Qu Yuan's "National Mourning"

Businessmen don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing "backyard flowers" across the river. -(Tang) Du Mu's Bo Qinhuai

The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs. -(Song) Wen Tianxiang's Zero Crossing

I know that when I die, everything on earth has nothing to do with me. But the only thing that hurts me is that I failed to see the reunification of the motherland. -(Song) Lu You's "Xiuer"

My heart is a magnet, which doesn't mean that the South won't rest. -(Song) Wen Tianxiang's "Yangtze River"

The adherents wept in the dust and looked south to Julian Waghann for another year. -(Song) Random thoughts on Lu You's "Dawn at the Fence Gate in Autumn Night".

If you want to serve your country, why should you be born in Yumenguan? -Dai Shulun's Two Songs on the Fortress

4. Two ancient poems describing sadness meet. Li Yu went to the west wing alone without saying a word, and the moon was like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locked the clear autumn.

Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. It's not just the general taste.

Hualin thanked Chunhong and hurried away, but the cold rain came early and the wind came late. When do you still have a heavy drink when you are in tears? Naturally, people hate water when they grow up.

"People naturally grow up and hate water in the east" —— Reading Li Yu's Meeting You Huan (937-978), the last emperor of the Southern Tang Dynasty, who is known as Li Houzhu in history. In 975, when the Southern Tang Dynasty was destroyed by the Northern Song Dynasty, Li Yu came out naked and was escorted to Bianjing, where he was "disobedient" and lived a life of "facing north day and night, only Lacrimosa".

A master of the country who seized power by killing people suddenly became a prisoner at the mercy of others, and his situation plummeted. His grief and hatred are unimaginable to ordinary people. He accepted the sorrow of life and poured his own sorrow into his poems frankly and truly, making his poems "sincere and superficial, with long phrases", which greatly surpassed his predecessors in ideological content and artistic skills and reached the highest realm of poetry.

Try to choose two paragraphs of "Meet You Huan" to explain a little. Watch the first song first.

Going to the West Building without Words alone is a narrative that reveals people's thoughts and feelings through actions. The language is plain, but concise and accurate.

The action of writing is "going to the West Building". From these three words alone, we can't see how people feel. If it's Princess Aigong 'e, the west wing, crowding round, is very lively.

However, this is "alone in the West Wing" or "speechless"! "Bai Niao's silence is sad", not to mention people? Li Houzhu is full of sadness and hatred, and the image of loneliness and wandering emerges. "The moon is like a hook, and the solitary phoenix tree locks the autumn courtyard." These two sentences describe the scenery and the desolate environment in which the late Lord lived.

He boarded the west wing, looked up and saw the crescent moon as a hook, hooking up a string of old grievances and new worries; Overlooking the shade of tung, the courtyard is locked in clear autumn. In the bleak scenery, there is deep sorrow and hatred, and there is affection and overflow in the scene.

Chinese parasol tree, in classical poetry, has always been a sad image, "Chinese parasol tree, it rains in the middle of the night, and it is more bitter to leave love" (Wen "More Leaky"), "I miss you according to my promise, and the leaves of Chinese parasol tree are cool at night" (Liu Fuzhi's "Qingpingle") and "Chinese parasol tree has only one leaf, but I don't know how many autumn sounds" (Zhang Yan's "Qingpingle" is an autumn tree. "Where sorrow is synthesized, autumn leaves keep people's hearts" (Wu Wenying's Tang Duoling), autumn scenery aroused a sad mood. Most people will feel cold and lonely in such a deep courtyard with phoenix trees locked in autumn, not to mention Li Houzhu imprisoned by the monarch. In the past, he was a monarch, living in "Long Ta in Fengge was alone, and the branches of Yushu were smoke" ("Broken Array"), accompanied by "Filing moths in the Spring Palace" ("Jade House Spring").

The place where he lives now is "Lonely Wu Tong Shen Yuan", accompanied by "the moon is like a hook". How long should his inner sadness be! "Cutting it all the time is the sadness of parting, but it is very confusing." You can use a new pen to express your feelings and point out your "sadness of parting." His pain of parting is not the general pain of parting between men and women, but the deep pain of losing his country.

Ordinary people's sadness can still be thrown away: "If you win in your heart, throw away your sadness for the time being, and the breeze will blow autumn" (Tao Yongshi); Can be washed away: "A clear song and a glass of wine will wash away the worries of ancient and modern times for you" (Liu Shi); Can be cut off: "The songs and dances in Liangyuan are full of romantic feelings, and the wine is like a knife to cut the sorrow" (Liu Ziyi's poem). And Li Houzhu's sorrow is "cutting constantly, reasoning is still chaotic", which shows the depth of sorrow and the length of hatred.

What should it be like to have such deep sorrow and long-term hatred? "Don't make a general taste in your heart." "Don't" is different from the general, and it is a special taste of changing from a monarch to a prisoner.

This kind of taste, mortals failed to try, can only taste it themselves. Is it sweet and sour, or bitter and spicy? Is it trouble or regret? I've tasted it myself, but I still can't say it. What do others say? This so-called "silence is better than sound", this silent sadness is better than crying.

The second song "Hua Lin Xie Chun Hong" started from Hua Lin, but it is not only about Hua Lin. Forest flowers are the most beautiful things in spring, and spring red is the most beautiful color in spring.

What a pity that such a beautiful thing and such a beautiful color suddenly "thank you". This is true not only of flowers and trees, but also of all creatures in nature, as well as social personnel.

This so-called "one thing, one thing, extrapolate, touch the analogy." (Zhou Ji's Preface to Selected Poems) Although everything in the universe is complex, many things can be compared because of people's association, and natural scenery and social personnel can be interlinked.

In the latter's view, the sudden decline of a good Southern Tang Dynasty is not just like the sudden withering of forest flowers. The image of this forest flower deeply entrusts with the sorrow of national subjugation. In just six words, it contains extremely profound and extensive content.

This is the so-called one in a million, all-encompassing. Du Fu's Qujiang is full of melancholy, and Yan Shu's Broken Warrior is full of flowers, all of which express the feeling of lamenting the decline of all sentient beings, but they are not as profound as the words of the late Lord.

The word "Xie" shows strong regrets and sighs, but it is still too vague. Later, the word "too hasty" was added to describe it, which made the feeling of regret and exclamation more prominent. The withering of forest flowers is the inevitable result of sentient life, but if it were not destroyed by biting wind and rain, it would not be so hasty as it is now.

So, the author went on to write a long sentence of "helpless cold rain comes late wind comes" to explain the reason why the forest flowers withered in a hurry. From the regret and sigh of Hualin to the resentment of the wind and rain.

Hualin is beautiful, but it is also weak. How can you stand the rain in the morning and the wind at night? In A Dream of Red Mansions, Lin Daiyu wrote in her Funeral Poem: "It is difficult for wind, sword and frost to press each other 360 days a year. When will it be bright and fresh, once it is drifting, it will be difficult to find it. "

Much like the scene described by the late Lord. Li Houzhu used flowers to describe all beautiful things (including people's beautiful lives, of course), with richer contents.

It is a natural law to spend a lot of time thanking others, and it is also a natural law to have a rainy and windy night. People can't save flowers, neither can they be protected from falling forever, nor can they be prevented from being destroyed by wind and rain. That's what happened.

Poetry about sadness is the afterglow of the west wind. The weak willows in Hanjialing (Li Bai's Qin Yi E) are suspicious of the wind, and the orchids are like towels.

Sitting alone also includes frowning (Liu Yuxi's "Recalling Jiangnan"). The Chu people want to hear Yao's resentment. In the middle of the night in Xiaoxiang (Liu Yuxi's "Xiaoxiang God"), the mountain temple looks for laurel seeds in the middle of the month, and the county pavilion looks at the tide on the pillow. When I revisit my old place (Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan"), I hate it when I think about it until I return.

In the Ming dynasty, people leaned against the building (Bai Juyi's "Sauvignon Blanc") wanted to be at dusk. When they are bored and leaning against the door alone (Bodhisattva Man in the text), they are all there. When they are heartbroken, Bai Bozhou (the text "Dream in the South of the Yangtze River") has not yet come home, and they will be heartbroken when they get home (Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva Man"). Even if you are mercilessly abandoned, you can't be ashamed (Wei Zhuang's "Four Brothers"). Don't cry. Talk a lot (Niu Xiji's "Raw Tea Son"), and you are still in love.

In retrospect, when I remembered the green silk dress, I felt sorry for the grass everywhere (Niu Xiji's Tea Son) and made a thousand wishes in front of the pillow. I want to have a rest and wait for Lan Qingshan to let her husband come back early, but I am deeply interested in looking back at Li Qingyun. Heritage is a double emerald.

Ride an elephant, first carry people over the water (Li Xun's Nanxiangzi). He often gets sick and drinks before sunrise. It is sad to leave Zhu Yan thin in the mirror (how many tears there are in Feng Yansi's Magpie Tread, leaning on it (Jing Li's Spread Huanxisha). I don't have a taste in my heart (Li Yu's Night Cry). How much sadness can you have? Just like a river flowing eastward (Li Yu's Young Beauty), you can't rely on the fence alone, and it is infinite. It's easy to see when it's difficult.

Spring water has come out, and the slave of heaven and earth (Li Yu's "Langtaosha") is hard to come out, so you can be merciful. (Li Yu's Bodhisattva Man) After the lonely people in other places dispersed, I looked at the residual smoke in a daze.

The stove is fragrant, and the phoenix is lingering. Holding an empty ribbon in his hand, looking back and hating Yiyi.

(Li Yu's "Linjiang Fairy") For my heart and yours, I knew I remembered each other deeply (Gu Wei's "Confessions"). When does the green grass stop? Tears and sorrow have been broken first (Qian's "Yu Lou Chun"). Before, I felt sick and tired of perfume bottles. Today's fragrant bottles are afraid of shallowness (Qian Yu Lou Chun). The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns homesick tears (Fan Zhongyan's Sumugai). Every year tonight, the moonlight is like practice, and people are thousands of miles long (Fan Zhongyan's "Forbidden City" tears have not arrived.

The night is deep, the lights are gone, the lights disappear between the lights, but I lean on the pillow and chat to sleep. This endless loneliness really makes the taste of loneliness similar. Everyone has come to this matter, and there is no intention to avoid it (Fan Zhongyan's "Yu Jie Xing"). When will Chunchun go back? Looking in the mirror at night hurts the scenery. In the later period of the past, there was no choice but to remember the flowers in the province (Zhang Xian's Fairy). As if I had met Yan and returned, the small garden incense trail wandered alone (Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"). I don't know if the bright moon will stay, but I will wear Zhu Hu (Yan Shu's butterfly lovers) to send a marker ruler. The mountains are long and the water is wide, and I don't know where (Yan Shu's) is. "

Drink for you to persuade the sunset, and leave a photo among the flowers all night. (Song Qi's "Jade Home is Spring") March is coming.

It closes at dusk, and there is no plan to stay in spring. Tears ask flowers without words, and red flies over the swing (Ouyang Xiu's Dead Hua Lian). The sorrow is endless, and the distance is like spring water (Ouyang Xiu's "Walking on the Sand"), and tears are sprinkled on tourists. I hate the spring sky (Ouyang Xiu's Picking Mulberries) rushing by.

This year's flowers are better than last year's, but it's a pity that next year's flowers will be better. (Ouyang Xiu's "Langtaosha") First sent to the spring, and then sent to the monarch.

To catch up with spring in the south of the Yangtze River, you must stay in spring (Wang Guan's "Bu Operator"), and Swift Qi Fei (Yan's "Linjiang Xian"). If you are afraid of meeting each other, it will be like a dream (Yan's "Partridge Sky"). If you go to bed late, you will never forget it. Then you will be heartless and heartbroken (Yan's Nanxiangzi) and take care of each other silently, only a thousand lines of tears (Su Shi's Jiangchengzi). From a fine point of view, it is not a young flower, but a little tear (Su Shi's Water) that makes people lonely and refuses to live. Cold branches of solitary sandbar (Su Shi's "Bu Operator") are blown by small willow cotton, and there is no fragrant grass in the world (Su Shi's "Die Lian Hua"). A broken soul is nowhere to be found (Li Chi Ngai's Walking on the Sand). Considering that only dreams come and go, I am even more afraid. Jiang Du (Looking at Jiangdong by Huang Tingjian) is the most important. He has a crush on heartbroken (Mudd Duck by Chao Yuanli) and is always willing to go with him (Mudd Duck by Chao Yuanli). Thin ("Rain Ring" in Chao Yuanli) Meiying is thin, and the ice melts and the east wind changes years ("Looking at the Sea Tide" by Qin Guan). If the relationship lasts for a long time, why don't you get along with each other (Qin Guan's "Queqiao Xian") and hate you for a long time, then take a break (Qin Guan's "Jiangchengzi"). There are tears on the sleeves (Fang Ting, the man of Qin Guan), and cardamom has old grievances. Ten-year dream is just a glimpse (Fang Ting, the man of Qin Guan). Clouds are light and the wind is light, and it rains in succession.

With laziness, Dongfeng tears (Wang Shen's Memories of Time Past) ruined his life, and only a few evenings passed (Zhao Lingzhi's Qing Ping Le). How much leisure is there? Yichuan smoke, full of wind, plum rain (He Zhu's "Jade Case") was originally planted on the grass, showing early, and the old building was new. Lying in an empty bed and listening to the rain in the south window, who picks up the lamp at night to mend clothes (He Zhu's "Partridge Sky") nostalgia, Lan Zhou urges.

Holding hands and looking at each other with tears, I cried without words (Rain Bell by Liu Yong). Affection hurts parting since ancient times, not to mention the clear autumn festival (Rain Bell by Liu Yong) has passed, which should have been a good early scene in name only. Even if the amorous feelings last for thousands of minutes, who should I tell (Liu Yong's "Lin Yuling")? I should have known it myself (Liu Yong's "Youth Tour")?

I regret that I didn't lock the carved saddle (Liu Yong's Ding Feng) in the residual light of the grass, and no one would lean on the railing and be silent. (Liu Yong's "Dead Hua Lian") The belt is getting wider and wider, and it will not go out, which makes people haggard for Iraq.

(Liu Yong's "Butterfly Loves Flowers") The fragrance is not in the core, the fragrance is not in the calyx, and the fragrance is in the bone (Yan by Chao Buzhi).

6. What's wrong with China's ancient poems expressing "sorrow"? There are two kinds of leisure worries, but they come to mind again. There is no way to eliminate this situation.

Flowers floating in the water? When will the word goose return? -"Slow Whispering" Li Qingzhao

Fog filled the clouds, and the days were spent in sorrow. Kapoor was among the birds in the incense burner. -"Xuancheng Xie Tiao Lou Yunshu" Li Bai

Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. -"Yu Meiren" Li Yu

But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with a sword. Who sent the brocade book? -"Drunken Flowers" Li Qingzhao

I'm afraid I'll go boating in Shuangxi, and I'll be alone in the blue boat. It's a kind of acacia. I'm proud to raise a glass to drown my sorrows, but I can't carry it. -"Wuling Spring" Li Qingzhao

Ask how much sadness you can have. Like a river flowing eastward, the west wing is full of moons. What a sad sentence!