Poems describing people who are tired and want to rest.

What is the word to describe tiredness? Life is a hundred years of hardship,

When the wind burns out, you get lost between your fingers.

The years on earth have been wasted,

Lost in roughness.

The frost in Mei Ao smells like care, and the rising sun still rises in the east.

Looking back on my past life,

Heart failure is atrophic.

Painting about landscape obstacles

Year: Tang Author: Zhang Jiuling

The heart is still tired, and the fruit is pulled out. Because my eyes and ears are good, I went back to Dan Qingyan.

Try to embrace the wild, but force the middle edge of the area. Dust is solid and we will never move.

Good work is to my liking, and wonderful ink swings the stone spring. Change is gregarious, profound and natural.

Put it on Chen Beitang, just like in front of Nanshan. There is no one in peace, and the line has been biased.

Hemerocallis can worry about trees, and acacia can be angry. This is because the situation is based on seclusion.

Words and images will disappear, and words and colors will advertise themselves. Being interested in playing makes me feel weak.

Laicheng sees three mountains on a sunny day

Year: Tang Author: Xu Bin

It's not easy to get to know Peng Ying, but it's a hopeful journey. The roots are soaked, and the color is far away.

The clouds are light and the wind is light, and the layers are bright. Net harvest, floating tender and light.

A poem describing fatigue entered the Jianghu as soon as it was crowned.

The world is hard to wear.

What about sunrise work?

Feed a family and get dressed.

The moon shadow went up to the top of Dongshan again,

When I came back, I found my wife asleep.

Sitting in bed, sighing that it's late at night,

The window is empty.

The main idea of the poem is: when I entered the society in my twenties, I had to put on my work clothes and go out to work early in the morning because of the pressure of life. In order to have food and clothing to supplement the family. I didn't go home until the moon came out at night. Seeing that my wife had fallen asleep, I sat on the bed and lamented that the hardships of life had entered the middle of the night. I fell asleep before taking off my clothes because I was tired. When I woke up, I saw a vast expanse of whiteness outside the window, and I had to start a new day.

Who knows that poem about people being tired of many things,

What are the similarities in the world?

What it's like to lose consciousness,

Like bananas in the shower.

Writing tired poems has frosted my temples, and heartache and fatigue are a thick layer of dust in my wine.

Yu Xin's life is the most miserable, and his poems in his later years caused a sensation in the north and south of the country.

The palaces of Chu were all destroyed, and the fishermen who showed them today are not sure.

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Who knows the poem that says you are tired,

What are the similarities in the world?

What it's like to lose consciousness,

Like bananas in the shower.

Wuling chun Xie yi

Painting candle cage yarn red shadow chaos, purple outside the door. Break the clouds and lose the moon. The snow waves wrinkled and cleared. Holding a bowl of slender bamboo shoots is fine, and the milk mist is full of ice porcelain. Keep my hands clean. Go home and wake up drunk.

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Su Wuman Feng Zun Shi

When you are at peace with the world, you will get along with the dust, and elegant and upright people will know everyone. Quails live and eat, and the moss path is in the niche, and they are deeply cultivated and densely planted. The floating pillow is fixed and there is no way to get in and out. Happy gourd ladle, laughing at nymphs, unwilling to bend over. At this time * a few loose windows, lip singing tongue beating, thirsty to drink jade pot spring scenery. It's good news to have a bright moon in your arms and clean hands. Life outside the party is quiet, and you are not allowed to climb up and pick it up. When you are fascinated by the clouds and blow away the jade rope, you will know your ending.

The steps are dotted with green grass in spring, and birds are chirping happily under the leaves.

The crane flies into the sky-Liu Yong is on the gold list, and my husband is the leader. How to be a temporary legacy of the Ming Dynasty? If we fail, will we fight wildly? Why talk about mourning! A talented scholar and poet naturally wears white clothes. Yanhua alley is a stranger, as Danqing barrier. Fortunately, there are people in the right place, I can look for them. And you love the red and lean on the green, having an affair all your life. Youth is a soldier. Endure superficial fame and sing shallowly.

Xiao Zhongshan of Yue Fei

I couldn't stop singing last night.

It's already midnight.

Stand up and walk around the steps alone.

When people are quiet, the moon is bright outside the curtain.

Whitehead is fame.

Old mountain pine and bamboo are old, which hinders the return journey.

Pay Yao Zheng what you want.

There are few confidants, who will listen to the broken string?

The ancients often wrote poems when they were frustrated and poor.

Poetry describing mental fatigue was exhausted by Iraq.

Is there any poem to describe a tired heart?

Physical drowsiness is mental fatigue,

Disappointed and tired.

Out-of-body experience, empty body,

Walking dead, thinking nothing.

Describing tired poems, there are strangers in the world, and one must have his own career; Be diligent every day when you are alive.

1, tired.

the Tang Dynasty

Zhang Jiuling

Painting about landscape obstacles

2. I am not tired.

the Tang Dynasty

wei yingwu

Answer often to join the army.

I'm relieved that I'm not tired.

Song dynasty; surname

Zhaolongtu

Niannujiao, I am old today.

It is better to be poor than tired at home.

the Tang Dynasty

Juyuan Yang

Send Mr. Li to Li Lanling. Avoid thirst and Zen.

the Tang Dynasty

Jianwu Shi

Farewell, monks of Li Jue.

Poetry describing hard struggle entered the Jianghu as soon as it was crowned.

The world is hard to wear.

What about sunrise work?

Feed a family and get dressed.

The moon shadow went up to the top of Dongshan again,

When I came back, I found my wife asleep.

Sitting in bed, sighing that it's late at night,

The window is empty.

The main idea of the poem is: when I entered the society in my twenties, I had to put on my work clothes and go out to work early in the morning because of the pressure of life. In order to have food and clothing to supplement the family. I didn't go home until the moon came out at night. Seeing that my wife had fallen asleep, I sat on the bed and lamented that the hardships of life had entered the middle of the night. I fell asleep before taking off my clothes because I was tired. When I woke up, I saw a vast expanse of whiteness outside the window, and I had to start a new day.

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