1. Poems about anger

Poems about anger 1. What are the poems that describe being very angry

1. Poems: What spring breeze cannot tolerate, and The oriole blows and breaks several branches of flowers.

From: Song Dynasty Wang Yucheng's "Two Poems on Spring Residence"

Explanation: Why can't the spring breeze tolerate these things? It scares away the orioles and blows away several branches of flowers.

2. Poetry: But when I see wet tears, I don’t know who I hate.

From: "Resentment" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

Explanation: I saw tear stains on her beautiful face, but I don't know who she hates in her heart.

3. Poetry: Thousands of hate, hatred is at the end of the world.

From: Tang Dynasty·Wen Tingyun's "Dream Jiangnan·Ten Thousands of Hatred"

Explanation: Thousands of hatreds are like threads, floating to the distant horizon.

4. Poetry: Angry and furious, leaning on the railing, the misty rain rests.

From: Song Dynasty Yue Fei's "The River is Red: Writings of Feelings"

Explanation: I was furious and leaned against the railing, a sudden rain had just stopped.

5. Poetry: Feeling the deep hatred, I stop drinking wine but I don’t want to stop. I still want to sing.

From: Song Dynasty·Xin Qiji's "Water Dragon Yin·Old Lao Zeng Yuan Ming"

Definition: I woke up feeling filled with hatred, put down my wine glass, wanted to sing a song, and opened my mouth again stop.

2. Verses that describe anger

Verses that describe being very angry include: People with lofty ideals and benevolent people should not complain, for ancient talents are difficult to use.

——"The Journey of Ancient Cypresses" But when I see wet tears, I don't know who I hate. ——"Resentment" Suddenly I saw the color of willows on the street, and I regretted teaching my husband and son-in-law to find a prince.

——"Girlfriend's Grudge" I am afraid of being alone on the beach, but I am alone in the ocean. ——"Crossing the Lingding Ocean" There are millions of hatreds, and the hatred is at the end of the world.

——"Dream of Jiangnan·Ten Thousands of Hate" and "A Walk with Ancient Cypresses" - Du Fu Original text: There are old cypresses in front of the Kongming Temple, with branches as thick as bronze and roots as stone. The frost-skinned rain is forty around, and the dark color towers two thousand feet into the sky.

The king and his ministers have met each other, and the trees are still cherished by people. The clouds are coming and the Wu Gorge is long, and the moon is cold and the snow-capped mountains are white.

I recall that yesterday the road went around the east of Jinting Pavilion, where the former lord Wu Hou Tongchen Palace. The branches of Cui Wei are ancient in the suburbs, and the houses with beautiful paintings are in the sky.

Although Luoluo is entrenched, he has gained the ground, but he is still lonely and strong in the wind. Support is the power of God, and the cause of creation is upright.

The building is like a leaning beam, and thousands of cows are looking back at the mountains. The world will be shocked if you don’t reveal the article. Who can send it if you don’t say goodbye to the cutting? The painstaking efforts will inevitably lead to ants, and the fragrant leaves will eventually pass through Luan Feng.

People with lofty ideals and quiet people should not complain: it is difficult to use ancient materials. "Resentment" - Li Bai Original text: The beauty rolls up the bead curtain and sits deeply with frowning eyebrows.

But when I see wet tears, I don’t know who I hate. "Grudge between Boudoirs" - Wang Changling Original text: The young woman in the boudoir knows no worries, and goes up to the green building with makeup on the spring day.

Suddenly I saw the color of willows on the street, and I regretted teaching my husband and son-in-law to find a prince. "Crossing the Lingding Ocean" - Wen Tianxiang Original text: Once the hardships are encountered, the stars are scattered all around.

The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating in the catkins, and the life experience is ups and downs. Afraid to say panic on the beach, sigh alone in the ocean.

Who has never died since ancient times? Keep your loyalty to reflect history. "Dream of Jiangnan·Ten Thousands of Hate" - Wen Tingjun Original text: "Ten Thousands of Hate", the ultimate hatred is at the end of the world.

The mountains and the moon don’t know what’s going on in their hearts, the water and wind are empty, and the flowers in front of them are falling, and the blue clouds are swaying.

3. Poems describing anger

Author: Zhu Chao Source: I know that since ancient times, poets have been very sad and angry. When they are angry, they may be coveted by villains or trapped in the dust for a long time. The net can be used to denounce the strong enemy's innocence, or to lament the weakness of his compatriots.

The talent is so great that it is difficult to use it, and there is no way to serve the country. The heart is depressed and cannot be expressed, so it is sent to the pen and ink, and it will be read a thousand years later, and it will be solemn and full of life. Today I have selected twenty sad and angry poems and recited them day and night to encourage myself and not forget the national humiliation.

Qu Yuan's "Li Sao"... I took a long breath to cover my tears, lamenting the hardships of people's lives. Although I am good at cultivating my hair, I will keep it in check, but I will be replaced in the morning and in the evening.

Not only did he replace Yu Yihui, but he also applied for Yu Yihui. I have a good heart, and even though I died nine times, I still have no regrets.

The spirit of resentment is so powerful that it never pays attention to the hearts of the people. All the girls were jealous of me and spread rumors that I was good at lewdness.

The craftsmanship of sticking to the current customs is clever, and the mistakes can be corrected by following the rules. Carry the rope and ink on your back to chase the song, and compete with the Zhou Dynasty to save it.

I am alone in poverty and poverty. I would rather die and go into exile, but I can't bear to be like this.

The fact that birds of prey do not flock together has been established since the past life. How can the circle be able to move around, and who can live in peace with each other if they follow different paths? Bending your heart and suppressing your will, being patient and resisting criticism.

Fu Qingbai is straight to the point of death, solidifying the strength of the former saints. I regret that I didn't notice the truth, and I will turn against you if I wait for a long time.

... Bao Zhao's "It's Difficult to Travel - Part 6" He couldn't eat at the table, so he drew his sword and hit the pillar with a long sigh. How long will it take for my husband to live? An Neng can spread his wings! Abandoning his duties, he returned to his home and rested himself.

I went out to say goodbye to my wife in the morning, but I was still by my side in the evening. Do some foreplay on the bed and watch the woman weave in the machine.

Since ancient times, all the sages and sages have been poor and humble, let alone our generation, which is lonely and upright! Li Bai's "Sleepwalking Tianmu's Song of Farewell"... The same is true for pleasure in the world. Since ancient times, everything has flowed to the east. When will you return after leaving? Let's put the white deer among the green cliffs.

Riding to visit famous mountains as soon as possible. An Neng's ability to bend his eyebrows and bend his waist to serve the powerful makes me unhappy! Li Bai's "The Road Is Difficult" The road is like the blue sky, I alone cannot reach it.

I am ashamed to chase the son of the Chang'an community, and the red chickens and white pheasants gamble on pears and chestnuts. Playing the sword, making songs and making bitter sounds, dragging the train to the king's door is not suitable.

The market in Huaiyin laughed at Han Xin, and the officials of the Han Dynasty were jealous of Jia Sheng. Don't you see that in the past, the Yan family valued Guo Wei, and he supported the emperor and broke up the festival without suspicion.

The drama Xin Leyi is grateful, liver transfusion and gallbladder dissection are effective. King Zhao's bones linger in the vines, who is more likely to sweep away the golden platform? The journey is difficult, come back! Du Fu's "Spring Outlook" states that the country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city has deep spring vegetation.

I shed tears when I am grateful for the flowers, and I am frightened when I hate others. The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold.

The white-headed scratches are shorter, and the lust is overwhelming. Du Fu's "Sorrow for Chen Tao" Meng Dong was a son of a good family in ten counties, and his blood was used to make Chen Taoze into the water.

There was no sound of fighting in the wilderness, and 40,000 rebels died on the same day. The barbarians returned and washed their arrows with blood, still singing barbarian songs to drink in the city.

The people all turned around and cried to the north, watching day and night for the arrival of the army. Liu Yuxi's "Lang Tao Sha" Don't say that slanderous words are as deep as the waves, and don't say that moving away is like the sinking sand.

Although it is hard work to scrounge thousands of pounds, you will only get gold after blowing away the cold sand. He Zhu's "Six Prefectures Songtou·Young Chivalry" The young man is chivalrous and makes friends with heroes from five cities.

Liver and gallbladder holes. Hair twitching.

Talking. Life and death are the same.

A promise is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Push Qiaoyong.

Honest and bold. Cover lightly.

Lianfei Yao. Douchengdong.

The sound of drinking wine is reflected in the spring scenery. Sucking in the sea and hanging rainbow.

The eagles and dogs are calling idle, and the white feathers are picking up the carved bows. The cunning hole is empty.

Happy in a hurry. Like a yellow beam dream.

Farewell to Danfeng. The bright moon***.

Yanggu canopy. Officials are redundant.

Embarrassed. Falling dust cage.

Book series. He Bian is like a cloud.

For rough use. Suddenly strange power.

Jia agitates. Yuyang Lane.

I am sad. If you don't ask for a long tassel, it's because of the talent of the genius.

The sword roars to the west wind. I hate climbing mountains and facing water, and send seven-stringed tung trees in my hand.

Watch his return home. Yue Fei's "Man Jiang Hong" is full of rage, leaning against the railing, and the misty rain stops.

Looking up, looking up to the sky and roaring, with strong feelings. Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon.

Don’t wait and see when your young head turns gray and you are filled with sorrow. The shame of Jingkang is still not over.

When will the hatred of the ministers be destroyed? If you drive a long car and trample it, Helan Mountain will be missing.

Zhuangzhi eats Hun meat when hungry, and drinks Hun blood when he is thirsty. Waiting to start over, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky.

Lu You's "Book of Anger" When I was young, I knew that the world was difficult, and the Central Plains looked to the north like a mountain. The building boat crosses Guazhou in the snowy night, and the iron horse disperses in the strong autumn wind.

I walled the Great Wall and promised myself that my hair would be empty, but my hair was already faded in the mirror. If you are a master and you are truly famous in the world, who can compare with you in a thousand years! Lu You's "Golden Staggered Swordsmanship" The golden staggered sword is dressed in white jade, and the light shines through the window at night.

The husband has not yet accomplished his fifty years of service, so he picks up the sword and takes care of Bahuang independently. There are many wonderful people in Beijing, and their spirits and energy are related to life and death.

The shameless name in the history books for thousands of years, but a heart full of loyalty to repay the emperor. When you came to join the army, you came to Hanbin, where the snow and jade were shining brightly in Nanshan.

Alas, although the three households of Chu can destroy Qin, how can China be empty and deserted? Lu You's "Revelation of Heartfelt Feelings" Back then, he traveled thousands of miles to search for a feudal lord.

One horse garrisoned Liangzhou. Where the Guanhe dream ends, the old mink fur is dark in the dust.

Before the Hu is gone, the hair on the temples will fall first. Tears flowed in vain.

Who would have expected that in this life, my heart would be in Tianshan and my body would be in Cangzhou. Zhang Xiaoxiang's "Six States Songtou" Changhuai looks across, and the barriers are flat.

The dust is dark, the frosty wind is strong, and there is a whisper. Dark pin.

Recalling the events of those days, it was almost a day without human power. Across the river, in Zhengxiang, the setting sun falls under the cattle and sheep, and the areas are scattered vertically and horizontally.

Watch the famous king hunting at night, riding on fire and clearing the river. The drums and drums screamed sadly.

Shocking. Thinking about the arrow in the waist, the sword in the box, and the beetles in the air, how could it be possible?

Time is easy to lose, the heart is weak, and the year is about to end. Miao Shen Jing.

Qian Yu Fang Huaiyuan, quietly beacon fire, and cease the troops. The crown and cover make people gallop around, as if they are in love.

After hearing about the old man from the Central Plains, he often looked south and held a banner. When travelers come here, Zhong is filled with anger.

There were tears. Xin Qiji's "Shuilongyin·Dengjiankang Shangxin Pavilion" The clear autumn is thousands of miles away, and the water follows the sky and the autumn is boundless.

The distant eyes are far away, offering sorrow and hatred, with jade hairpins and snails in buns. The sunset above the building, in the sound of broken bells, wanderers from the south of the Yangtze River.

I looked at Wu Gou and took pictures of the railings, but no one understood me. Don't say that the perch is worthy of praise. When the west wind blows, the eagle returns in season? Asking for fields and houses, fearing that he should be embarrassed to see you, Liu Lang is talented.

It’s a pity that the passing of time, the sorrow of wind and rain, the tree is still like this! Who calls Qian, with red scarf and green sleeves, to find the hero's tears? Xin Qiji's "Moyu'er" is more effective in eliminating storms. In a hurry, spring returns.

I cherish the spring and always regret the early blooming of flowers, not to mention the countless falling reds. Live in spring.

Seeing the way, the grass at the end of the world loses its way back. Resenting the spring is silent.

Even if you are diligent, you can draw cobwebs on the eaves and fly catkins all over the place. It's a long-term affair, but the best date is wrong.

Mo Mei was once jealous. Even if I spend thousands of gold to buy a gift, who will complain about my love?

Jun Mo Wu. Don’t you see, the jade rings and flying swallows are all dust.

Idle sorrow is the most painful. Don't go and lean on the dangerous building, where the setting sun is setting and the willows are breaking your heart.

Yuan Haowen's "What Happened After Driving East to Hunt in the Twelve Months of Renchen" The dragon and the snake are fighting miserably every day, fighting to kill all living beings. The mountains and rivers of the plateau have changed, and the wind has brought the smell of grass and trees to the battlefield.

Jingwei’s injustice fills the vast ocean, while Bao Xu cries for Qin Ting without tears. If the heroes of Bingzhou know who is there, they should not divide their troops and go to Jingxing.

In Zheng Sixiao's "Er Li", Liang Fu sings loudly in sorrow, just like gold and jade. In the tenth year Gou Jian was defeated by Wu Ji, and in the seventh day Bao Xu wept for Chu's heart.

Autumn brings new prosperity and mourns the destruction of the country, while hungry tigers roam the empty forest during the day. I have an oath in my heart that is deeper than the sea, and I am willing to make China land.

4. Poems about anger

Full of River Red·Writing Feelings

Author Yue Fei Dynasty Song Dynasty

Angry and angry, leaning on the railing, the mist rain breaks . Looking up, looking up to the sky and roaring, with strong feelings. Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon. Don't wait to see the young man's head grow white, and it will be empty and sad.

Jingkang’s shame is still not over. When will the hatred of the ministers be destroyed? If you drive a long car and trample it, Helan Mountain will be missing. The ambition is to eat the meat of Huns when they are hungry, and to drink the blood of Huns when they are thirsty. Waiting to start over, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky.

Translation Notes

I was so angry that my hair stood up and my hat flew off. Climbing high and leaning on the railing alone, I saw that the sudden wind and rain had just stopped. Looking up at the sky, I can't help but scream up to the sky, filled with the heart of serving the country. Although he has established some fame over the past thirty years, it is as insignificant as dust. He has traveled 8,000 miles from north to south and has gone through many turbulent lives. Good men, you should seize the time to make contributions to the country, and don't waste your youth in vain and wait for your old age to be miserable.

The shame of the Jingkang Incident has not been washed away to this day. When will the resentment of being a subject of the country be wiped out! I will drive a chariot to attack Helan Mountain, and even Helan Mountain will be leveled. I am full of lofty ambitions. When I am hungry during the war, I will eat the enemy's flesh. When I am talking and laughing, I will drink the enemy's blood. When I regain the old mountains and rivers, I will report the victory news to the country with the good news!

5. Poems describing anger

1. Poverty trade

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

Turning your hands to make clouds and rain, There is no need to count them all because they are so frivolous.

If you don’t see me, I will make friends when I am poor. This way is abandoned by today’s people like dirt.

Translation

Some people make friends, turning hands, sometimes like the convergence of clouds, sometimes like the dispersion of rain, ever-changing, this kind of bribery, snobbery, How contemptuous, indignant, and dismissive acquaintances and fair-weather acquaintances are!

But you see, the ancients Guan Zhong and Bao Shuya had a good relationship between rich and poor, but they are abandoned by modern people like dirt.

2. Crossing the Yishui

Ming Dynasty: Chen Zilong

The swords rang in the box last night, and the tragedy of Yan and Zhao was the most unfair;

Yi The water is murmuring, the clouds are green, and there is nowhere to send Jing Qing!

Translation

Last night, the knife in the box made an angry and depressed sound. Since ancient times, there have been many righteous people in Yanzhao area, and they sang generous and tragic songs, and it was hard to calm down. The Yishui flows slowly, the sky is green and the grass is green, and the rivers and mountains are still the same. It is a pity that where can I find a strong man like Jing Ke to see him off?

3. Five Poems of Indignation·Part 1

Song Dynasty: Lu You

When I was young, I knew that the world was difficult, and the Central Plains looked to the north like a mountain.

The building boat crosses Guazhou in the snowy night, and the iron horse disperses in the strong autumn wind.

I walled up the Great Wall and promised myself that my hair would be empty, but my temples were already stained in the mirror.

If you are a master and have a true reputation in the world, who can compare with you in a thousand years!

Translation

When I was young, I determined to make the Northern Expedition to the Central Plains, but I never imagined that it would be so difficult. I often look north to the land of the Central Plains, my blood boiling and my resentment like mountains. I remember beating up the Jin soldiers at Guazhou Crossing, and flying warships on a snowy night. In the autumn wind, horses galloped freely, and good news of recovering Dashan Pass came frequently.

I remember when I compared myself to the Great Wall, and made great ambitions to eliminate border troubles for my motherland. Nowadays, my hair is as old as frost, and my hopes for the Northern Expedition and recovery are all empty talk. People can't help but remember Zhuge Kongming. His reputation as a military commander is truly worthy of his reputation. Who is like Zhuge Liang who dedicated his life and led the three armies to restore the Han Dynasty and conquer the Central Plains!

4. Five Willow Branches·Part 2

Five Dynasties: Niuqiao

The color of the palace of King Wu is darker, with a cluster of slender strands of gold.

Don’t be angry with Su Xiaoxiao in Qiantang, but you can lead Matsushita to get married.

Translation

In the old Wu Palace, the willow color was always darker than elsewhere, with clusters of goose-yellow filaments, like thousands of rays of gold shed by the sun. Su Xiaoxiao, who was dissatisfied with Qiantang, why did she want to go under the pine tree to form a congenial relationship with her lover.

5. Indulge in the East Wind·Fisherman

Yuan Dynasty: Bai Pu

White Ping Ferry on the yellow reed bank, green willow embankment and red polygonum beach head. Although there is no one to cut off one's neck, there are friends who forget the opportunity and spot the egrets and gulls on the Qiu River. He is proud and kills thousands of nobles in the world, and he is illiterate and fishes for the old man in the mist.

Translation

Golden reeds cover the river bank, white apple blossoms float at the ferry, green willows stand on the river embankment, and bright red weeds color the beachhead. Although there are no life-or-death friends, there are friends who have no scheming intentions, such as those gulls and herons that roam freely on the Qiu River.

It is the illiterate river fishermen who despise those dignitaries.

6. What are the poems that describe anger?

1. "The River is Red·Feelings" Song Dynasty: Yue Fei

Angry and full of anger, leaning on the railing, the mist rain breaks.

Looking up, looking up to the sky and roaring, with strong feelings.

Thirty years of fame are like dust and dirt, and eight thousand miles of clouds and moon.

Don’t wait any longer, as your young head turns gray and you are filled with sorrow!

Vernacular interpretation: I was so angry that my hair stood up and my hat flew off. Climbing high and leaning on the railing alone, I saw that the sudden wind and rain had just stopped. Looking up at the sky, I can't help but scream up to the sky, filled with the heart of serving the country. Although he has established some fame over the past thirty years, it is as insignificant as dust. He has traveled 8,000 miles from north to south and has gone through many turbulent lives. Good men, you should seize the time to make contributions to the country, and don't waste your youth in vain and wait for your old age to be miserable.

2. "Poor Friendship" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

Turning your hands to make clouds and rain, there is no need to count them all.

If you don’t take care of me, I will make friends when you are poor. This way is abandoned by people today.

Vernacular interpretation: Some people make friends, turning hands, sometimes like the convergence of clouds, sometimes like the dispersion of rain, ever-changing, this kind of bribery, snobbery, fair-weather friendship. How contemptuous, indignant and dismissive it is! But you see, the ancients Guan Zhong and Bao Shuya had a good relationship between rich and poor, but they were abandoned by modern people like dirt.

3. "Crossing the Yishui" Ming Dynasty: Chen Zilong

Last night the knife sounded in the box, and the tragic song of Yan and Zhao was the most unfair;

The Yishui gurgled and the clouds and grass were green. , Unfortunately, there is nowhere to send Jing Qing!

Vernacular interpretation: Last night, the knife in the box made an angry and depressed sound. There have been many righteous men in Yanzhao since ancient times, and they sang generous and tragic songs, and their spirits were difficult to calm down.

The Yishui flows slowly, the sky is green and the grass is green, and the rivers and mountains are still the same. It is a pity that where can I find a strong man like Jing Ke to see him off?

4. "Dream of Jiangnan: Ten Thousands of Hate" Tang Dynasty: Wen Tingyun

Tens of millions of hate, hatred is at the end of the world.

The mountains and the moon don’t know what’s going on in their hearts, the water and wind are empty, and the flowers in front of them are falling, and the blue clouds are swaying.

Vernacular interpretation: Thousands of hatred are like threads, floating to the distant horizon. The bright moon in the mountains doesn't know what's on my mind. The flowers swayed alone in the green water and breeze. The flowers were falling, and the bright moon had already slanted into the blue clouds without realizing it.

5. "Two Poems of Indignation" Song Dynasty: Lu You

White-haired Xiaoxiao lies in the middle of the lake, relying only on heaven and earth to judge his loyalty.

The poor and poor Su Wu has been eating for a long time, and his teeth are empty when he is worried and angry.

The drizzle falls on Shanglin Garden in spring, and the ruins of Luoyang Palace fall under the moonlit night.

Even if your ambition is not old enough, you will still be a ghost hero when you die.

Vernacular interpretation: I, an old man with sparse white hair, live in seclusion by Jinghu Lake. Only a just world can see into my loyalty and devotion to the country. The suffering Su Wu endured the hardships of swallowing felt and snow for more than ten years, while the worried and angry Zhang Xun bit his teeth to pieces in hatred of the traitors. The thin spring rain fell on the grass in Shanglin Garden, and the cold night moon shone on the broken bricks and walls of Luoyang Palace. My ambition does not age and die with age. Even if I die, I can still be a hero among ghosts and live up to my name!