It shows that no one understands his own poems.

Poems about nobody 1. Poetry describing the unknown mood.

Xin Qiji: "Bodhisattva Man's ode to Prime Minister Ye in Shangxin Pavilion in Jinling"

Qingshan wants to talk down-to-earth, with thousands of troops. The misty rain is low, I hope not to come.

People always worry when they talk on their heads. Sha Ou clapped his hands and laughed with a sad face.

Fu's Representative in Partridge Sky

In the evening, Western jackdaw in the west is sad, and Liutang is green but gentle. No one would believe that there would be a sad life in the world if it were not for the bitterness of grief at this moment.

-Li Qingzhao's "A Piece of Plum"

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.

Red crisp hands, Huangteng wine, Mancheng spring willow.

Dongfeng evil, with a faint heart and a cup of sadness, has been separated for several years.

Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad.

Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold books. -Lu You's "Hairpin Phoenix"

The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and Western jackdaw in the west is shocked.

Acacia knows when to meet, and this night is embarrassing.

-Li Bai's autumn wind poem

Heartbroken, tears are hard to collect, and acacia belongs to xiaohonglou. I know that there are countless chaotic mountains that block the distant sky, but I can't help leaning against the railing and staring at it all the time.

Xin Qiji's Partridge Sky

Jathyapple Loutai, Chou-heung Courtyard, people come and go cheerfully. Who is sad when autumn comes? Song Yu was so sad!

Divide cups and plates, sing and dance at leisure, and ask him what's so sad about? It's also sad to think about it. It's rainy and windy on the Double Ninth Festival.

Xin Qiji-"Two nights after the Mid-Autumn Festival, Tafloxacin Geng Xu took the lake to transfer to the post to drink."

At the end of spring, Baochai parted, Taoyedu crossed and Nanpu Ada was dark. I'm afraid of climbing up high-rise buildings. It's windy and rainy for nine days in ten days.

The heartbreaking patch is about to be washed away, and no one cares. Who will call prostitutes to stop?

Look at the temple. Try to count the flowers in the psychological period.

Luo Zhang's lamp is faint, sobbing in his dream: it is his spring that brings sadness. Where does it lead? But I don't understand, I'm going home!

Expose the waste pool willow with a cigarette fan, and wash it in the rain to dry. Like the spring breeze, wash and dry the rain.

Take off your pants and go home quickly. I hate thousands of feelings. Hate thousands of feelings, each boring and singing.

The mulberry pickers had to stop asking questions and live alone in a dangerous house. Relying on a dangerous building alone, I don't believe there are other troubles in the world.

It's time for you to go to bed. You can go back to rest. You can return it and say that you will settle accounts with Xifeng.

Tell the wine booth. Look at Yuan Ming, a handsome figure, Wolong Zhuge. Where does the magpie fly? Step on the soft snow.

Break your hat and add more hair. Residual water and mountains have no attitude, and thin and mature become romantic. Two or three geese are also bleak.

Beautiful women pay more attention to dating than farewell. Qingjiang River is frozen in cold weather, and the water depth is frozen. A broken road wheel has four corners where pedestrians pin their bones.

Ask who makes you sad? It is wrong to cast today's homesickness, and it is expected to be very hard at first. Long night flute, don't play!

2. Describe a poem with unwilling heart

1, "Bodhisattva Man presented a gift to Prime Minister Ye at Shangxin Pavilion in Jinling"

Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

Qingshan wants to speak in a superior language. There are countless horses. Smoke and rain are low. Hope will never come.

People talk with their heads. Always worried about being white. Clap your hands and laugh at Sha Ou. I am full of sadness.

Castle Peak is interested in talking with elegant people, while Malik is rushing, which will follow. But wandering in the misty rain, unable to reach. People say that the gray hair on the head is caused by sadness. If so, I can't help clapping my hands and laughing at those white Sha Ou, which are full of sadness.

2, "Gu Tian Dai Ren Fu"

Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

As the sun sets, Western jackdaw's homecoming brings me a melancholy. Only the willows in the pond give off green buds. No one would believe that there would be a sad life in the world if it were not for the bitterness of grief at this moment.

Out of the intestines, tears flow hard to close. With the love of acacia, once again boarded the little red chamber. I know that there are countless chaotic mountains that block the distant sky, but I can't help leaning against the railing and staring at it all the time.

Western jackdaw in the west returned to his home at sunset, and there was a sad scene. Only the willows in the pond show green buds. If I didn't personally feel the pain of parting, I wouldn't believe that someone in this world would really be sad to be bald.

When you are separated from the intestine, tears will flow desperately. With the love of acacia, I once again boarded the little red chamber. I know that you and I are blocked by the mountain, but I still can't help but lean on the railing and stare.

3. "A plum, red lotus root fragrance, autumn jade"

Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone.

Who sent the brocade book, the word geese returned, and the moon was full of the West Building.

Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.

There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

The pink lotus has withered, the fragrance has dispersed, and the smooth jade bamboo mat has the coolness of autumn. Untie the silk skirt, put on casual clothes and go aboard alone. Looking up at the distant sky, where white clouds are rolling, who will send the brocade book? By the time the geese flew back, the moonlight had spread all over the west building.

Falling flowers alone, flowing water alone. We all miss each other, but we can't talk to each other, so we have to be unhappy alone. This lovesick sorrow can't be sent away. It just disappeared from the wrinkled brow and was faintly entangled in my heart.

4. "Chai Feng Red Crisp Hands"

Song dynasty: Lu you

Red crisp hands, yellow wine, mancheng spring willow. The east wind is evil, and the feelings are thin.

A sad mood, a cable that I haven't seen for years. No, no, no.

Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion.

Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu. Mo, Mo, Mo!

In your rosy and crisp hands, you hold a cup full of yellow wine. The city is full of spring scenery, but you are as far away as the palace wall. How hateful the spring breeze is, blowing the joy so thin. Full of sadness, life is bleak after leaving for a few years. In retrospect, I can only sigh: wrong, wrong, wrong!

Spring remains the same, but people are haggard and emaciated. Tears washed away the rouge on my face and soaked all the thin silk handkerchiefs. Peach blossoms were blown off by the wind and sprinkled on cold ponds and pavilions. The vows of eternal love are still there, but the brocade letter can no longer be delivered. Looking back, I can only sigh: Mo, Mo, Mo!

5, "357 words/autumn wind words"

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

Autumn wind is clear, autumn moon is bright,

When the fallen leaves are scattered, the habitat in western Western jackdaw is full of surprises.

The leaves in the wind gather when they gather. Western jackdaw has settled and the moon rises. Friends are looking forward to meeting, but I don't know where. At this time, on such a night, it is difficult to miss each other.

When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick.

Sauvignon Blanc is like a memory, but short acacia is infinite.

If I had known that acacia was tied in my heart like this, it would not be like you didn't know.

Autumn wind is sad, autumn moon is clear. The fallen leaves in the wind sometimes gather and sometimes disperse, and the western Western jackdaw, which has already inhabited, is also startled by this sound. I look forward to seeing you again, but I don't know when, at this moment, I really can't stand loneliness and sadness, which makes me feel sorry.

Walking into the door of acacia, I know the pain of acacia, the eternal memory of acacia, but the short-lived acacia is endless. I knew that acacia was so entangled in my heart that I didn't know it at the beginning.

3. Unknown poems in my heart

Unknown poems with lofty aspirations:

Taohuawu Taohua Temple, Taohuaguan Taohuaxian.

Peach Fairy cultivates peach trees, picks them and drinks them.

When you wake up, you just sit in front of the flowers, and when you are drunk, you come to sleep under the flowers.

Half drunk and half awake day after day, flowers bloom year after year.

I hope I die of old age. I don't want to bow my head in front of horses and chariots.

Car dust and clues show things, and wine is hidden in snuff.

If the revealer is compared to a hermit, one is underground and the other is in heaven.

If we compare Hua San to horses and chariots, I will have no leisure.

The world laughs at me for being crazy, and I laugh at others for not being able to see through it.

There are no graves of Hao Jie in Wuling, no flowers, no wine, and no hoes to plow the fields.

The world laughs at me for being crazy, and I laugh at others for not being able to see through it. ...

No one knows the poem of inner pain:

Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.

Only the boundless universe, boundless, can't stop the tears full of sadness.

If you want to give your heart to Yao Qin, there are few bosom friends. Who will listen if you break the string?

4. Poems with no complaints in mind

If you want to give your heart to Yao Zheng, if you don't have a few intimate friends, who will listen?

No one wears flowers, no one advises people to drink, and no one cares about drunkenness.

People who know me worry me; What do I want if you don't know me?

When is the moon in spring and autumn? How much do you know about the past? The small building was easterly again last night, and the old country could not bear to look back on the moon.

Carved fences and jade bricks should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed them. How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward.

Alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.

It is sad, especially the general taste in my heart.

Since yesterday, I have to leave Bolt and me behind.

It hurts my heart even more today.

Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine.

The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In Tianyuan, I grew up beside you, Xiao Xie.

We are all lofty distant thoughts, longing for the sky and the bright moon.

But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows.

Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.

5. What poems are there that express sadness but no one understands?

A poem expressing sadness that no one understands:

1. I knew everything was empty when I died, but I was sad to see Kyushu.

-"Xiuer" Southern Song Dynasty: Lu You

I know that when people die, there is nothing left. I'm just sad that I didn't see the reunification of China with my own eyes.

2. Ten years of life and death are ambiguous, and I forgot without thinking. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.

-"Jiang 20 Dreams in the First Month" Northern Song Dynasty: Su Shi

Ten years have passed, life and death are unknown, and the whereabouts are unknown. It's been a long time, and it's hard to forget you.

If I die, in a lonely grave thousands of miles away, no one will talk to me. How sad!

3. How much sadness can you have, just like a river flowing eastward.

-"Yu Meiren" Five Dynasties: Li Yu

Ask me how much sadness there is in my heart, just like this endless spring water rolling east.

The most hasty resignation is temple fair day, and the farewell song is still playing in the teaching workshop. Tears for Gong E.

-Five Dynasties "broken array, forty years of home country": Li Yu

What I remember most clearly is that when I bid farewell to the ancestral temple in a panic, the musicians in the court music organ/teaching workshop also played farewell songs. This situation makes me very sad. I can only cry in front of the maids.

5. Flowers fade and fly all over the sky. Who has pity when the fragrance dies?

-"Burying Flowers" Lin Daiyu

In the spring season, there are colorful fallen English, spring breeze rises, flying all over the sky, covered with dust, and the red fragrance of flowers is gradually disappearing. I don't know who can pity.

6. You should have something to say. There are clouds in Wan Li and snow in Qian Shan. Who do you just want to go to?

-"Selling Qiu Yan's Ci" Yuan Dynasty: Yuan Haowen

Tell me, it's getting dark, and I'm alone, above the endless stratus clouds, between the endless snow-covered peaks. Where should I fly?

6. express a sad poem that no one understands

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.

There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns.

When is it important to shed tears and stay drunk? People grow up and hate water.

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.

Looking after each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears are expected to break the heart every year: moonlit night, short matsuoka.

Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward.

Looking around, lonely and sad. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late. It's urgent. Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.

The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.

You should have a sentence, Wan Liyun, Qian Shan Dusk, who is the only shadow?

The most hasty day is to resign from the temple, and the teaching workshop is still playing a farewell song. Tears for Gong E.

Flowers fade, flowers fly all over the sky, and who will pity if the red disappears and the fragrance disappears?

7. Lonely and unknown poetry.

1, [Song] Lu You "Yongmei"

Excerpts from the original text:

Outside the bridge, the plum blossoms are lonely, no matter what.

Explanation:

By the broken bridge outside the post office. Plum blossoms are lonely, lonely. No one came to enjoy it.

2. [Song Dynasty] Wang Yucheng's Five Official Books

Excerpts from the original text:

No one comforts loneliness, and the window is bleak.

Explanation:

No one came to comfort my loneliness and loneliness, watching the moon outside the window bear the desolation alone.

3.[ Tang] Li Bai's "Drinking the Bright Moon Four Alone"

Excerpts from the original text:

The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.

I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.

Explanation:

Of course, Yue Ming won't drink. Her figure follows me. I had to form a wine companion with them for the time being. If I want to enjoy myself, I must seize the beautiful spring scenery.

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[Song] Yue Fei's Xiao Chongshan, I couldn't stop singing last night.

Excerpts from the original text:

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

I want to talk to Yao Qin. There are few bosom friends, and no one listens to the broken string.

Explanation:

Make a history of the country's construction rights, and don't be old with frost stars. The pine and bamboo trees in Jiashan are old, but they can't help but talk and stop returning home. I want to give the lyre a song full of worries. There are few bosom friends, even if the string is broken, who will listen

5, [Ming] Tang Yin's "Peach Blossom Temple Song"

Excerpts from the original text:

Others laugh at me for being crazy, and I laugh at others for not being able to see through it.

Explanation:

Others laugh that I am crazy, and I laugh that others don't understand me at all.

8. What are some sad ancient poems that describe themselves but no one understands?

The whole world is muddy. I'm alone. Everyone is drunk. I wake up alone. -Qu Yuan's Song of the Fisherman of Chu.

Others laugh at me for being crazy, and I laugh at others for not being able to see through it. -Tang Yin's Song of the Peach Blossom Temple

Wine meets bosom friends, and poetry is sung to people. Friends in the world, know yourself and know yourself. -"Augmented Sage"

But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows.

Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow. -Li Bai's Farewell to Minister Shu Yun at Xie Tiao Villa in Xuanzhou.

Lonely, sitting under a lamp, thinking about the moon. -Bai Juyi's "Stay Straight in Summer Night"

Sorry, the world is sad and silent, but Boya string is absolutely silent. -Xue Tao's "Send Zhang Yuanfu"

Who * * * me, drunk on the moon. -Xin Qiji's "He Xinlang"

The curved hook moon hangs on the sparse buttonwood; In the dead of night, the water from the water clock has been dripping.

Who saw you alone? Fuzzy and lonely.

At night, it suddenly becomes afraid, suddenly flies and comes back frequently, but no one always understands its infinite inner feelings.

It kept wandering among the cold branches, but refused to perch on any tree, and finally landed alone on the cold shoal. -Su Shi's "Bu Operator"