Interpretation: Flowers drift, water floats. A kind of parting lovesickness affects two leisure worries.
2, teenagers do not know the taste, fall in love with the floor. Fall in love with the floor Worried about adding new words. -Song Xin Qi Ji, ugly slave, middle wall of Shuboshan Road
Interpretation: people don't know the taste of sadness when they are young, and they like to climb high and look far. I like to climb high and see far, and I am reluctant to say that I am worried about writing a new word.
3, flying freely is as light as a dream, and the continuous rain is as fine as sorrow. Look again, the curtain of jewelry hangs on the silver hook at will. -Song Xin Qi Ji, ugly slave, middle wall of Shuboshan Road
Interpretation: Outside the window, flowers are dancing freely and lightly, just like a dream. Rain is falling and drifting aimlessly, just like sadness is flying. Look at the gem-decorated curtains hanging on small silver hooks at will.
4, a sound of autumn leaves, a little banana and a little sorrow, dreaming of the third night. -Xu Yuan Zaisi "Water Fairy Night Rain"
Interpretation: Every drop of rain on the plane leaves makes people feel the deep autumn. Every drop of rain on banana leaves makes people feel deeply worried.
But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with swords, it is even more sad to raise a glass. -Tang Li Bai's "Xuanzhou Xiejilou Farewell to the School Book Uncle Yun"
Interpretation: draw a knife to cut off the water flow, and the water wave will flow more smoothly; I want to raise a glass to dispel my worries, and my worries are even stronger.
6. How much trouble can you have? Like a river flowing eastward. -Five Dynasties Li Yu "When is the Spring Flower and Autumn Moon?
Interpretation: Ask me how much sadness I have in my heart, just like this endless spring water rolling east.
7. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you. -Tang Gaoshi's "Two Poems of Biedongda University"
Interpretation: Don't worry that there is no confidant in the road ahead. Who doesn't know you in the world?
The west wind withered the green trees last night. A person in a tall building can see the end of the world. -Song Yan Shu's "Butterfly Lovers, Threshold, Chrysanthemum, Sorrow, Tears and Dew"
Commentary: Last night, the west wind was fierce and the trees were withered. I climbed the tall building alone and watched the road disappear at the end of the world. Want to give my heart.
9, the sea dream is long, I am also worried about you. -Anonymous "Xizhou Song"
Interpretation: Hai Ruo Mengchang, I am sad that you are sad.
10, everything is a dream in the end, have a rest. Huang Die is also worried tomorrow. -Su Song Shi's "The Ninth Floor of Nanxiangzi is Xu Junyou"
Interpretation: Everything in the world is an empty dream, so don't mention the past. After the Double Ninth Festival, the color and fragrance of chrysanthemums will be greatly reduced, and even butterflies obsessed with chrysanthemums will sigh and worry.
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2. Poems about sadness can't stop lovesickness, blood and tears, throwing red beans, rotten cartoons of spring flowers all over the floor, and I can't sleep well. After the wind and rain on the screen window, I can't forget my old and new worries, I can't swallow jade grains, I can't choke my throat, but I can't see the fine eyebrows in the rhombic mirror, which is even more leaking. Like a castle peak that can't be covered, the flowing green water is long. 2. Autumn flowers are bleak, autumn grass is yellow, and Qiu Guang is leisurely.
I feel that the autumn window is boundless and bleak like wind and rain. Help autumn wind and autumn rain come quickly, break the autumn window and make Qiu Meng green.
Love autumn can't bear to sleep, ask yourself if autumn screen is in tears. Tears and candles shake Ruo's short hair, which makes you feel sad and disgusted.
There is no wind in the autumn courtyard and no rain in the autumn window. Luojiang is intolerant of autumn wind, and the lingering sound makes autumn rain urgent. Even at night, the pulse is blowing, and the lamp seems to be accompanied by tears.
The cold smoke courtyard turns into a depression, and the bamboo drops when it is empty. I don't know when the storm will stop, but I have taught my tears to wet the window screen.
Asking how much sorrow you can have is like saying that spring water flows eastward and the bead curtain is idle. Who will be willing to talk all day and who will listen? Sauvignon Blanc (Bai Juyi) "Flowing water, flowing water, flowing to Guazhou ancient ferry, Wu Shan is a little sad. Think about it, hate it, hate it when it comes, and the moon leans on the building. "
2. Bodhisattva Xia (Xin Qiji) "How many pedestrians shed tears in the Qingjiang River under the fishing drum platform. Looking at Chang 'an in the northwest, there are countless poor mountains.
Castle peak can't cover up, after all, it flows east. In the evening, the river is gloomy and there are partridges in the mountains. "
I heard that Wang Changling moved the Longbiao kiln to the left and sent this letter (Li Bai): "Huayang has fallen to the ground, and Wendaolong has crossed the five streams. I am worried about the bright moon, and I will follow the wind to Yelangxi. "
4. Wu Lingchun (Li Qingzhao) "The wind has lived in the dust and fragrant flowers, and the hair is tired at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.
It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it is also planned to make canoes. I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried. "
5. Nanxiangzi (Wang Anshi) "The country of emperors since ancient times is lush and lush. This is a dream for 400 years, which is worrying.
Gold's clothes are ancient dust. Swim around the water, up to the top of the city and upstairs.
Mo Wen, look back. Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows by itself. "
6. butterfly lovers (Liu Yong) "I lean on a dangerous building and look forward to spring. I was born in heaven. In the afterglow of the grass, no one will lean on the fence and be silent.
I plan to get drunk on the map of madness and sing songs for wine, which is strong and tasteless. I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq. "
"Sleeping at Jiande" (Meng Haoran) "My boat is sailing in the fog, and the sky is getting dark, and the old things are starting again. How vast the world is, how close the trees are to heaven, and how close the moon is to the water! . "
8. Yu Meiren (likui jy): "When is the spring flower and the autumn moon, how much is known in the past. The small building was easterly again last night, and the old country could not bear to look back on the moon.
The jade carving should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed it. How much sadness can you have? It's just a river flowing eastward. "
9. Shu Yun (Li Bai), a school book in Xie Tiao Building, Xuanzhou, "I have to vote for me since yesterday; 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 the sword, the sadness is back, although we drown them with wine, because the world can't satisfy our desire, I will let go of my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow. "
10, Xue (Du Fu) "Cry for new ghosts and mourn for the elderly alone. At dusk, suddenly snowflakes are dancing in the wind.
If the bottle floats away, it will be red in the furnace. The news of the front-line battle and the news of his wife and sisters are unknown. Sadness sits in the air with his hands in the air. "
Lepo is a sad word. In the Tang Dynasty, pedestrians were divided into north and south roads, and the flowing water met Yugou from east to west. I hate leaving the slope all day long, and Changle's fame is a long worry.
One is that Cao Yemeng was as anxious as water and his white hair was as new as grass in the Tang Dynasty. Look forward to the solstice of spring and give it back to others.
Secondly, I am worried about the short grass and bright mountains and moons in Cao Ye in the Tang Dynasty. That night, I woke up and the roof was crying.
Thirdly, I'm worried that the temples in Cao Ye in the Tang Dynasty haven't been born yet. They are like the hair in the city. Look at Linchuan, you can't swim in the water.
Two sad poems on the river: on the river, Weng opens the door and breaks the grass to open the door. I only worry about my children, but I don't feel old.
The grass by the river has withered stems and leaves. That would be great. There is no cold wave every night.
I'm worried that Tang Cui will be uprooted in September and grass will fly on three sides. Dust horses change color, frost and snow swords make clothes.
On a cloudy night, I am riding home by the book post. Yin Qinfeng is upstairs, still waiting for Chunhui.
Worrying about Du Fu and Cao Jiang in the Tang Dynasty is called worrying about one's life every day. Martial arts is not a common thing. The vortex heron is at the bottom of the bath, and the solitary flowers are distinct.
Ten years of military darkness, foreign guests are old and lonely. Whether Qinshan Mountain in Weishui can see or not will make people sick.
It is even more important to worry about sitting in the vulgar field of Du Fu's Gao Zhai in the Tang Dynasty. In October, the mountains are cold and heavy, and the lonely city is faint.
There are many kinds, left bear. Running in fear all day, I dare not mention the return date.
I'm worried that the gathering and dispersion of Du Mu in the Tang Dynasty is intangible, and the ileum is self-shaped. You can't stay in ancient and modern times, and you can't live without it.
General Lu thought that the autumn was far away. Who is more haggard, crying Qin Jing? Worry about Tang Du Fu's humble shed as a household.
Jiangtong Goddess Pavilion is separated from Wangxiangtai. Gradually cherish the old face, no siblings came.
War and human affairs, looking back is sad. In spring, Tang Hancong, the golden sun flew away, the Jade Rabbit left, and the Green Temple remained forever.
Qin E's sixteen words are like a string. He didn't solve the problem of being greedy for flowers and cherishing willows. Wu Yuling geese have no news, and the water vows to grow green.
I advise you not to go for a spring outing when you are young. Warm wind is thicker than wine when you are late. On a rainy night, the Purple Pole Palace in Changsha sat alone in the Tang Dynasty, sitting in a deserted study, and the cave palace was heavy.
Spring lanterns are accompanied by meditation, and the night rain is deeper. The poor man doesn't know what will happen in the future. Right and wrong are at this time.
Habitat destroyed his lifelong ambition, and when he hugged his knees, he sang for Fu Liang. Li Chongsi, who was worried about the Tang Dynasty alone, heard that Chengdu wine could be had without money.
I don't know how many fights it takes to sell it. Two Poems of Hakka Sorrow in Tang Dynasty: Hakkas' Sorrow about the willow color is getting deeper and deeper every day.
The rippling spring breeze, who knows that the calendar is chaotic. The guest is worried about the willow color, and the spring day is long.
By sending running water to Hunan, he continued to enter the emperor's hometown. Li Tingbi, a sad poem in the Tang Dynasty, is hard to send and stay, and it's all over.
Pan Yue worried about the silk in his temple, and he frowned sadly. Long poems ride empty, and the sound of geese is far away.
Many lovesickness don't meet, and wine awakens the moon like a hook. Disappointed about the rain, send money to the doctor, Tang 60 thousand accumulated rain in succession, regardless of hunger and cold.
Take care of your clothes, look at your elbows, and look in the mirror for words. Nine mud seas, wet clouds in Qian Shan.
Dragon Bell drives Money Festival, thinking of you everywhere. "Spring Sorrow in the Tang Dynasty" Meng Jiao's spring objects are different from those when the sorrowful guests meet.
So flowers leave new branches, and new tears fall on old clothes. Lonely at dusk, floating and sinking together.
Jiao, who was sad alone, was still far away the day before yesterday, and yesterday was white-haired. Want to know how Wan Li feels, just stay in bed for half a month.
I am always afraid of insects singing, which makes my grass rest. The song of mourning at night is beyond the singer of Shi Jianwu in Tang Dynasty.
3. The ancient poems describing sadness are constantly deleted, and the reasons are still confusing. It's parting from sorrow, and I have a general taste in my heart.
Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.
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The flowers are deep. Liu. Go through the flowers to find the letter. Your heart carries my heart.
Complaining about singing and playing the piano Hate loneliness. Where can I find vows? Who expected this at the beginning?
Li Yu of Sauvignon Blanc
There are many autumn winds, and the rain is peaceful.
There are three banana nests outside the curtain, and the night is too long for people to help.
Bai Juyi Sauvignon Blanc
The west wind rises in September, and the moonlight is cold and dew.
The autumn night is long and the soul rises for nine nights.
Li Shangyin traveled alone in Qujiang in late autumn.
Lotus leaves hate life in spring when they are born, and hate life in autumn when they are dry.
I know I've been in love for a long time, and I'm disappointed with the sound of the river in Wangjiangtou.
Jin wan ling Wang Gao chan
I used to accompany the clouds to dusk, and I still accompany the sunset to the autumn sound.
There are infinite painters in the world, and a piece of sadness can't be painted.
Nanpubie
Bai Juyi
In the bleak drudgery of Nanpu, the autumn wind is bleak.
Turn back immediately, my heart is broken, so I can leave and don't look back.
Yu Li
When is the spring flower and autumn moon, how much is known about the past.
The small building was easterly again last night, and the old country could not bear to look back on the moon.
Iris Li Yu
Who is on the swing, whispering in laughter.
There are thousands of hearts in Qian Qian, and there is no place in the world.
Crossing San Lv Temple and Dai Shulun.
Yuan Xiang is inexhaustible, and Qu Song complains.
In late autumn, the smoke rises and the maple trees whisper.
I was pregnant with Xiang Si on Mid-Autumn Festival night.
I am rushing to rest in the morning and evening, and I am one year old.
If it's just like today, it's hard to get old.
Cangbo is far from home, and the food is still worrying.
Lai Jian said that poverty is not free.
Meet Huan
Yu Li
Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard, lock clear autumn.
Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow.
It's not the general taste, it's in my heart.
Mid-autumn festival sky map
Wandering outside autumn scenery, everything feels leisurely.
If there is no moon this night, a year will be wasted.
4. Poems describing sadness describe bleak poems
White hair three thousands of feet, sorrow like a beard.
The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice.
But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows.
Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears.
Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing.
Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark?
Autumn wind and autumn rain are worrying!
Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late in the wind. Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.
Teenagers don't know the taste of trouble, and they are worried about giving new words.
It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it is also planned to make canoes. I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried.
Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward.
I would have compared my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon clears the canal.
Silently alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook, and the solitary phoenix tree locks the autumn in the deep courtyard.
5. Poem 1 expresses sadness, tears without words for flowers, flying red over the swing.
2. 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.
3, the wind has lived in the dust fragrant flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.
4, Mo Dao does not forget me, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
5. The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice.
6. The belt is getting wider and wider. It's worth getting tired for my coquetry.
7, looking for, cold and clear, miserable.
8. Holding hands and looking at tears, I sobbed silently, thinking and thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, and the twilight was heavy.
9. Lonely boudoir, gentle heart and sadness. Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain.
10, how much sadness can there be, just like a river flowing eastward.
1 1 But since the water is still flowing, let's raise our glasses to drown our sorrows, even though we use swords.
12, I heard that Shuangxi is not bad in spring, and I plan to do canoeing. I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried.
13, three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him, it's late in the wind? Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.
14, white hair three thousands of feet, sorrow like a beard.
15, if life is just like the first time, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan?
16, a teacher reveals his real name, which is almost the same for thousands of years.
17, if two feelings last for a long time, it is still a matter of time.
18, speechless and alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree is locked in the deep courtyard.
19, I have long compared my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon clears the canal.
20. Yellow flowers are everywhere. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark?
6. Poems describing rain sorrow are as light as dreams, and rain is as thin as sorrow.
Regardless of the misty rain, I will hate Jiangnan.
It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond.
Tears fell from her sad pale face, just like the spring rain on pear flowers.
Peach and plum trees are in bloom. In the spring wind, after the autumn rain, the leaves fall to the ground.
How many flowers fall after a stormy night. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night. (Wang Wei: "Autumn in a Mountain Residence")
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. (Du Fu: "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")
There is no rain on the mountain road and the air is green and wet.
An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat and a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home in the rain. (Zhang: (in the grid))
The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield. (Lu You: The Storm of November 4th)
Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. (Du Mu: (Qingming))
On a cold rainy night, Wu lives alone in Chushan, Fujian. (Wang Changling: (Breaking up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn))
The acropolis bathed in rain and light dust, and the guest house was green and willow-colored. (Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er An Xi")
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. (Su Shi: "After Drinking Chuqing Lake, Rain"
7. Ancient poems describing sadness are constantly being deleted, and the reasons are still confusing. It's sadness, and there's no ordinary taste in my heart. Things are all things that people do not do, and they want to cry without tears. Chen Dongfu spends a lot of time. Liu Yinyin spent a lot of time looking for a letter. Your heart is full of concubines. You complain about the piano. You hate being alone. Where can I find vows? At first, I didn't expect this. Li Yu in Sauvignon Blanc has a strong autumn wind and the rain is like harmony. There are three or two bananas outside the curtain, but the night is long. Bai Juyi's Sauvignon Blanc is westerly in September, and the moon is cold and dew. The autumn night is long and the soul rises nine times a night. Li Shangyin, who traveled alone in Qujiang in late autumn, hated lotus leaves in spring and withered lotus leaves in autumn. Knowing that he was in love, he was disappointed with the sound of the river at Wangjiangtou. Jinling, you can't paint a sad picture. Nanpu Bie Bai Juyi Nanpu is sad, and the autumn wind blows the west wind. If the intestine is broken, you can't go back. When is Li Yu's Spring Flowers and Autumn Moon? How much do you know about the past? The east wind blew in the small building last night, and the country was unbearable to look back on the moon. Who is iris Li Yu, who is on the swing, laughing softly. There are no arrangements in the world. After San Lv Temple, Daishulun Garden flows endlessly and twists and turns. Feng Senlin. On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, I miss Xiang Si. I will rest in the morning and at night. If it's like today, why can't I get old? Cangbo is far from home, so traveling and eating is still worrying. Lai Jian said that poverty is not free. Look at Li Yu's solitary phoenix tree deep courtyard, locking the clear autumn. It's sad to cut without stopping. It's a general taste, in my heart. Mid-Autumn Festival, four empty pictures leisurely sing autumn scenery.