1. 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 last forever is already disconsolate 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

2. The ancients wrote sad poems and showed their feelings. Don't worry that there is no bosom friend ahead, and there is no bosom friend in the world. Don't worry about having no friends in the road ahead, and see who doesn't know you in the world. The days in Huang Yun are very long, and the north wind blows the goose feather and snow one after another.

A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks? [Note] 1. Dong Da: Dong, a famous pianist in Xuanzong period of Tang Dynasty.

Ranked first among brothers, so it is called "Dong Da". 2. Wei: dim.

Jun: It means Dongda University. This is a farewell poem to the famous pianist Dong.

During the prosperous Tang Dynasty, Hu music was popular, and few people could enjoy such ancient music as the lyre. Cui Jue has a poem: "Seven strings are cold and five tones, and this skill of knowing friends has been difficult since ancient times.

Only Fang Zilu (prime minister of the Tang Dynasty) in Henan Province has always pitied Dong. "At this time, Gao Shi is also very frustrated, often wandering around, in a very poor situation (he wrote in" Biedongda "II:" My husband is poor and cheap, and we meet today, and there is not even money for drinks. "

)。 However, in this farewell poem, his cheerful attitude and heroic style make his farewell speech passionate and inspiring.

The first two sentences, "Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the white sky is shining, and the north wind is blowing goose feathers and snow one after another", describe the scene at that time in simple terms: the north wind roared, the yellow sand and Li Qian covered the sky, the clouds everywhere seemed to turn yellow, and the bright sunshine was indifferent at the moment, just like the afterglow of the sunset. It was snowing heavily, and the geese flew south neatly.

In this bleak and magnificent environment, the poet bid farewell to the musician who was stunted but unappreciated. The last two sentences, "Mochow has a vast road ahead, and everyone in the world doesn't know you", are comforting friends: you won't worry about meeting your bosom friends when you visit here. Everyone in the world doesn't know you, Dong! How loud and powerful the words are, full of confidence and strength in comfort, inspiring friends to struggle and struggle.

This is my idea, I hope the questioner can adopt it.

3. With regard to the poems about sorrow, Han Jialing's sleepy willow (Li Bai's Qin Yi E) is suspicious of the wind, and the jungle overflows like a towel.

Sitting alone also includes frowning (Liu Yuxi's "Recalling Jiangnan"). The Chu people want to hear Yao's resentment. At midnight in Xiaoxiang (Liu Yuxi's "Xiaoxiang God"), the mountain temple searched for laurel seeds in the middle of the month, and the county pavilion watched 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 were heartbroken, Bai Bozhou (A Dream in the South of the Yangtze River) had not come home, and they must be heartbroken when they got 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 was 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).

4. Sorrow Poems > Raise a glass to eliminate sorrow and worry "(Li Bai's poem). In Li Shangyin's poem Today, there is a poem about sadness. Yan Shu's "Huanxi Yarn": A new song and a glass of wine. Last year, the weather was old and the sun was setting, so there was no choice but to let the flowers fall, and the familiar Yan returned.

Wandering alone in the fragrant path of the small garden-. - .

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 were heartbroken, Bai Bozhou (A Dream in the South of the Yangtze River) had not come home, and they must be heartbroken when they got 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 was 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 grow thousands of miles (Fan Zhongyan's "Forbidden City" tears have not yet 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 was speechless and choked (Liu Yong's Lin Yuling).

The thoughts about sad poems and emotions are very long, and you hate them until you come back. People leaning against the building in the moonlight (Bai Juyi's Sauvignon Blanc)

Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. Don't have a taste in your heart (Li Yu's Night Cry)

Ask how much sadness you can have, just like a river flowing eastward (The Mermaid by Li Yu)

Don't lean against the fence alone, it is infinite, and it is easier to see when you are away. The flowing water has come out of spring, and it is heaven and earth (Li Yu's "Langtaosha")

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")

Ten years of life and death are boundless, and if you don't think about it, you will forget it (Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi")

Xiao Xuan window, get dressed. Silent care, tears flow thousands of lines (Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi")

6. The poem about sadness is 1. Immortality, curtain rolling west wind, people are thinner than yellow flowers —— Song Liqingzhao's Drunken Flowers.

2. Where were those lost times before me? Behind me, where are the future generations? I think there is no limit to heaven and earth, and there is no end. I am alone, and my tear drops-Don Chen Ziang is on the tower of Youzhou.

3. White hair and three thousands of feet, as long as sorrow-Tang Li Bai's Song of Autumn Pu

Our capital is full of nosy people, but you are lonely and poor-Don. Du Fu's Li Baimeng.

On that green spring day, I sang my songs and drank my wine, and started my way home.

6. Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily-Don Du Fu. Ditto.

7. When people grow up, they hate water growing in the east-Nantang. Li Yu's "Meeting You".

8. How worried can you be? Just like a river flowing eastward-South Tang. The Mermaid by Li Yu >:>

9. Although the water is flowing, it is invulnerable, and it is even more worrying to raise a glass to eliminate sorrow-Tang Li Bai's Shu Yun, the official of Xuanzhou Xie Tiao Building.

10. It's dusk, and it's stormy. -Lu you

A hundred years later, I feel that times have changed. . Ten thousand kinds of customs, who and Bashan night talk. . pedestrian

A cup of ancient tea is leisurely, and a few wisps of tea are fragrant. ..

A cup of green tea is accompanied by several degrees of spring, summer, autumn and winter. ..

Turn over Tang poetry and Song poetry, flat Qin brick and Han tile,

I heard the morning bell and the evening drum, and looked at the wind and sand on the post road. ..

A song of ancient tea is sung, and several echoes are around. ..

An unfinished piece of ancient tea is bittersweet. ..

Shoot tall buildings all over the country and enjoy the beautiful scenery.

Thoughts are ups and downs, and the soul is Wushan Xia Yun. ..

Whether I don't want to or not, this city is dubbed Beijing ... whether I don't want to or not, I am alone in the end of the world. ..

Once you miss each other, your clothes will become wider ... lonely for thousands of years, and things are what people fear most. ..

Don't want to, but out of the water .. don't want to, a person drinking tea. ..

In the autumn of a hundred years, I feel that the times have changed ... ten thousand kinds of customs, who will talk to Bashan Night? ..

7. The poem about sadness is 1. One lovesickness, two worries. -Song Qingzhao's "A Piece of Plum"

The same idea, both of them are disappointed.

It's dusk, and it's stormy. -Song Lu You's "Bu Operator"

There is a broken bridge outside the post station, and the plum blossoms bloom alone, and no one asks. Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, sad enough, but destroyed by wind and rain.

3. The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness tell more in silence than in voice. -Don Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip

Like another kind of sadness and hatred secretly breeds; At this time, it is more touching than the sound.

4. When the color enters a tall building, someone upstairs is sad. -Tang Li Bai's Bodhisattva Man

The distant forest smoke waves stretch like textiles, and the mountains in autumn are like clothes and sad green. Twilight entered the boudoir, and someone was upstairs alone.

Bananas don't show lilac festival, and the spring breeze in the same direction is sad. -Tang Li Shangyin's "Gift"

The banana's heart has not yet unfolded, and the buds of lilacs are clustered like knots; It is also the spring breeze, and the two are United in different places, and they are all worried about not meeting each other.

6. If you keep cutting, you will be confused, that is, separation. It's not just the general taste. -Don "Crying at Night"

Missing in my heart, I want to cut it off, but I don't stop. I want to tidy up, but it's messy. This kind of worry about divorce and missing is another taste in my heart now.

7. How much sadness can you have, just like a river flowing eastward. -Don Young Beauty

Ask how much you can worry about. My troubles are like the river flowing eastward in spring.

8. Worry is endless, and the distance is like spring water. -Song Ouyang Xiu "Walking on the Sand"

Going further and further, it is endless, just like an endless spring.

9. The bright moon building is lonely, and the wine turns into acacia tears. -Song Fan Zhongyan's "Plain Wood Covering"

The bright moon shines on tall buildings, so don't lean on it alone. Picked up the wine to wash the sorrow, but turned into acacia tears.

10. Just being by the river makes you burst into tears, full of worries. -Guan's "Jiangchengzi"

Outside the window, the flowers are dancing freely and lightly, just like a dream. The rain is falling and drifting aimlessly, just like sadness is flying. Look at the gem-decorated curtains hanging on small silver hooks at will.