1. The sorrowful poems of the ancients

As time goes by, this hatred will last forever. ——(Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Regret"

Don't worry and hate, silence is better than sound at this time. ——(Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi's "Pipa Play"

How much sorrow can you have? Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward. ——(Tang Dynasty) Li Yu's "Poppy Poppies"

Cutting off the water with a knife will make it flow more, and raising a cup to relieve sorrow will make the sorrow worse. ——(Tang Dynasty) Li Bai's "Shu Yun, Farewell to the School Secretary as an Official at Xie Tiao Tower in Xuanzhou"

His white hair is three thousand feet long, and his fate is as long as his head. ——(Tang Dynasty) Li Bai's "Qiupu Song"

The spring breeze is proud of the horse's hoof disease, and I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day. ——(Tang Dynasty) Meng Jiao "After Admission"

This feeling can be recalled later, but now it is at a loss. ——(Tang Dynasty) Li Shangyin's "Jin Se"

When singing in the daytime, you need to indulge in alcohol. Youth is a good companion for returning home. ——(Tang Dynasty) Du Fu "Hearing that the Army Takes Henan and Hebei"

But seeing where his wife is worried, she fills the book with poetry and is wild with joy. ——(Tang Dynasty) Du Fu "Wen Guanjun took over Henan and Hebei"

This year's laughter will return to next year's, and the autumn moon and spring breeze will pass easily. ——(Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing"

There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I only lower my brows, but keep my heart in mind. ——(Song Dynasty) Li Qingzhao's "A Cut of Plum Blossoms"

When people feel sad, they have no place to meet them, and they always feel sad when they are not in love. ——(Song Dynasty) Huang Tingjian "Reading Taizhen Gaiden with Chen Junyi"

Young people don't know the feeling of sadness and fall in love with the upper floors. Falling in love with the upper floors, I force myself to express my sorrow in order to compose new words.

——(Song Dynasty) Xin Qiji's "Ugly Nuer·Shubo Mountain Road Middle Wall"

When the body is dead, the spirit is the spirit, and the soul is the ghost. ——Qu Yuan's "National Tragedy"

The merchant girl did not know the hatred of the country's subjugation, but she still sang "Flowers in the Back Garden" across the river. ——(Tang Dynasty) Du Mu's "Parking at Qinhuai"

The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind flutters the catkins, and the life experience is ups and downs. ——(Song Dynasty) Wen Tianxiang "Crossing the Lingding Ocean"

After death, I know that everything is in vain, but the sadness is not the same as in all nine states. ——(Song Dynasty) Lu You's "Shi'er"

The minister's heart is like a magnetic needle, and he will not rest until he points to the right direction. ——(Song Dynasty) Wen Tianxiang "Yangtze River"

The remaining people shed tears in the dust and look south to Master Wang for another year. ——(Song Dynasty) Lu You "Feelings of Coming Out of the Fence Gate to Welcome the Coolness at Dawn on an Autumn Night"

If I wish to serve my country with such a long life, there is no need to be born in Yumen Pass. ——Dai Shulun's "Two Songs on the Sea" 2. Verses about music in ancient Chinese poetry

Li He's "Li Ping Kong Hou Yin" is about music. It seems that there is also a "Listening to Master Ying Playing the Qin" by Han Yu. You can look for it.

Wu Si, Shutong and Zhang Gaoqiu, the empty mountain is condensed with clouds.

Xiang'e cries about the sorrow of the bamboo girl, and Li Ping plays the Chinese harp.

The broken jade in Kunshan screams as a phoenix, the hibiscus weeps and the fragrant orchid smiles.

Cold light melts in front of the twelve doors, and twenty-three silk threads move the purple emperor.

Where Nuwa refines stones to mend the sky, the stones break the sky and amaze the autumn rain.

I dreamed of entering the sacred mountain to teach the goddess, and the old fish danced the thin dragon dance.

Wu Zhi sleeplessly leans against the osmanthus tree, flying wet and cold rabbits sideways with bare feet.

The poem *** has fourteen lines, using fourteen metaphorical images to praise the beauty of the scene, melody and skill when Li Ping plays the konghou. Some of these images are realistic, some are hallucinatory, and some are mythical. A series of images in the poem come to mind, which can't help but dazzle people. Coupled with the obscure language, people feel incomprehensible at first reading, but after savoring it carefully, it gradually becomes clear:

At the beginning, I first write about the harp played by Li Ping. It is well-made and can be said to be the best, which sets off the beauty of the music. Playing it on a crisp autumn day, you can imagine that the sky is high and the clouds are light and the cool autumn wind is the time when people are in high spirits. Because the air is clear, the music can be carried far away by the wind. This is One sentence describes the beauty of the scene while playing. Next, it is written that the floating clouds in the empty mountains were attracted by the music and stopped flowing, and the plain girl in Xiang'e was moved to tears of sorrow and resentment. This happened only because Li Ping was playing the harp. When we describe a person's beauty, we say that he has the appearance of "a fish sinking before a wild goose falls, and a flower shy of the moon", but the music here has the effect of making the floating clouds freeze and the beautiful woman feel sad.

Starting from the fifth sentence, write about the beauty and appeal of the melody: when you play it crisply, you feel like you can hear the broken jade of Kunlun Mountain and the cry of the phoenix; when you play it softly, , as if the dewdrops on the lotus are dripping, the orchid also laughs; when it reaches the desolate place, the temperature in the twelve city gates of Chang'an becomes cold, the emperor in the palace is also moved by it, and the whole Chang'an is shrouded in cold light ; Playing to the sad place, the sky that Nuwa patched up was broken again, and the autumn rain also fell sadly. It seemed that Li Ping was teaching Mrs. Cheng who was good at playing the harp, and the gods with superb skills also wanted to learn from him, that music I was so moved that the old fish jumped out of the waves, and the skinny dragons in the abyss began to dance; Wu Gang in the Moon Palace was also unable to fall asleep after listening to it, and leaned against the tree in a daze. Even the Jade Rabbit did not know that the cold dew had wet its fur. This series of descriptions, from animals to plants, from the human world to the fairy world, from water to the sky, is bold and exaggerated, romantic and novel. These fourteen images, some metaphorical, some imitative, use various rhetorical techniques such as metaphor, personification, synaesthesia, and exaggeration to express the reactions and emotions caused by listening to Li Ping playing the harp from different perspectives and levels.

The concept of this poem is also very clever: write the piano first in the first sentence, and write the music in the second and third sentences, taking the lead first, and then talk about the performer; when writing about the performance, write the scene first, and then write the melody for the following Foreshadowing; writing the melody, and the joys and sorrows it contains. The poet fully mobilizes various senses, writes about the beauty of the sound quality and strong artistic appeal of the harp's performance, and is full of praise and exclamation for Li Ping's skills. The whole poem is full of romanticism and is a swan song in describing music. 3. A set of verses about music in ancient Chinese poetry,

Li Ping, Kong Hou, Li He, Wu Si, Shutong stands high in autumn, and the empty mountains are condensed with clouds.

Jiang E cries about the sorrow of the bamboos, while Li Ping plays the Chinese harp. Kunshan's broken jade phoenix screams, hibiscus weeps and dew fragrant orchid smiles.

Cold light melts in front of the twelve doors, and twenty-three silk threads move the purple emperor. Where Nuwa refines stones to mend the sky, the stones break the sky and make the autumn rain startle.

I dreamed of entering the sacred mountain to teach the goddess, and the old fish danced the thin dragon dance. Wu Zhi sleepless and leans against the osmanthus tree, flying wet and cold rabbits sideways with bare feet.

This poem was written approximately from the sixth year of Yuanhe (811) to the eighth year of Yuanhe. At that time, Li He was serving as Fengli Lang in Chang'an, the capital. Li Ping was a disciple of Liyuan, and he became famous for his good playing of the harp.

"When the emperor sees him once a day, the princes and generals will immediately greet him." His wealth seems to be far higher than that of Li Guinian, a famous singer in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. His superb skills were enthusiastically appreciated by poets.

Li He's article is rich in imagination, magnificent in color, and has strong artistic appeal. Fang Funan of the Qing Dynasty compared it with Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing" and Han Yu's "Listening to Yingshi Playing the Qin", and praised it as "copying sounds to text" (see Volume 1 of Fang Funan's "Commentary on Li Changji's Poems").

The poem's opening sentence is straight to the point. "Wu Si Shu Tong" describes the fine structure of the harp, which is used to set off the superb skills of the performer. Writing about things is also about writing about people, achieving the effect of killing two birds with one stone. The term "high autumn" not only indicates that the time is late autumn in September, but also means "high autumn air and refreshing air". Compared with "late autumn" and "late autumn", it is richer in meaning.

Write two or three sentences about the music. The poet deliberately avoids the formless, colorless and elusive subject (the sound of the konghou) and starts writing from the object ("empty mountain and condensed clouds" and the like), using reality to describe the imaginary, both real and illusory, and is highly expressive.

As soon as the beautiful and melodious string singing came out, the floating clouds on the empty mountain fields slumped and stagnated, as if they were bowing their heads to listen. Xiang'e and Su Nu, who were good at playing the harp, were also touched by the music. Tears rolled down her cheeks. The sentence "Empty Mountain" empathizes with objects and writes clouds as having human auditory functions and thoughts and feelings, which seems to go a step further than "If the sky is sentimental, the sky will also grow old" ("The Golden Bronze Immortal Ci Han Song").

It cooperates with and complements the following "Jiang'e" sentence, and strongly emphasizes the magical and wonderful sound of the konghou, which has the charm of "shaking the heaven and the earth, weeping ghosts and gods". The fourth sentence, "Li Ping plays the Chinese harp", uses the "Fu" pen to identify the name of the performer and the location of the performance.

In the first four sentences, the poet deliberately broke through the general writing method of describing characters, time, and place in order, and made careful arrangements. He wrote the piano first, the voice, and then the person, with time and place one after the other. Interspersed among them. In this way, the music is highlighted and has the artistic power to take the lead.

The fifth and sixth sentences describe the sound of music from the front, and each has its own characteristics. The sentence "Kunshan" is written in sound, focusing on the ups and downs of the music; the sentence "Furong" is written in shape, deliberately exaggerating the beauty of the music.

"The phoenix of broken jade in Kunshan screams". Sometimes all the strings of the konghou sound in unison, noisily, like a broken jade and a landslide, which makes people unable to distinguish; sometimes a single string sounds like a phoenix, vibrating the forest trees. , the sound stops the moving clouds. "The hibiscus weeps, the dew fragrant orchid smiles", the idea is unique.

Dewy hibiscus (i.e. lotus) is a common sight, and blooming orchids do give people the impression of smiling. They are all the embodiment of beauty.

The poet uses "Hibiscus weeping dew" to describe the sadness of the sound of the piano, and uses "fragrant orchid laughter" to show the joy of the sound of the piano, which can not only be heard, but also witnessed. This method of expression is truly wonderful in both form and spirit.

From the seventh sentence to the end, they are all about sound effects. First, I will write about what is close at hand. The air-conditioned light in front of the twelve city gates of Chang'an is all melted away by the sound of the konghou.

In fact, the cold air and cold light cannot be melted away, because Li Ping played the harp very well, and people were so intoxicated by his beautiful string singing that they could not even feel the cold wind and dew in late autumn. Although the wording is romantic and exaggerated, it expresses a true feeling.

"Purple Emperor" is a pun, referring to both the Emperor of Heaven and the emperor at that time. The poet does not use "King" but "Purple Emperor", which is not only a pursuit of novelty in word choice and sentence construction, but also a clever transition technique, connecting the previous and the next, and naturally expanding the artistic conception of the poem from the human world to the immortal world.

In the following six sentences, the poet flies to heaven and the sacred mountain with the wings of imagination, bringing readers into a broader, deeper, magical and magnificent realm. "Where Nuwa refines stones to mend the sky, the rocks shatter the sky and make the autumn rain fall." The music spread to the sky. Nuwa, who was mending the sky, was so fascinated by it that she forgot her duty. As a result, the earth was shattered and the autumn rain poured down.

This kind of imagination is so bold and strange, unexpected and touching. The word "funny" closely links the powerful charm of music with the above-mentioned wonderful sights.

Moreover, the scene of earth-shattering and autumn rain can also be regarded as the manifestation of musical image. In the fifth couplet, the poet describes from heaven to the sacred mountain.

The wonderful music was transmitted to the sacred mountain, and the goddess was deeply moved by it; the music was so touching that it made "the old fish dance on the waves and the thin dragon dances." The poet uses the words "old" and "thin" to modify the fish and dragon, which seem to be flat and dry, but have completely opposite artistic effects, making the musical image more plump.

The old fish and the thin dragon were originally weak and unable to move, but now they are leaping and dancing to the melody of the music. This unexpected image description makes the invisible and beautiful sound of the harp sound appear to the readers in relief. In front of my eyes. The above eight sentences are written in form and sound, and most of them are moving objects. They come together, are novel and magnificent, and are dizzying.

The last two sentences use still life for further contrast: Wu Gang, who was exhausted from cutting osmanthus all day, stood there for a long time and forgot to sleep; the Jade Rabbit crouched aside and let the night pass. The dew kept falling on the body, soaking the sweater, and refused to leave. These beautiful images full of thoughts and feelings are deeply imprinted in the hearts of readers, just like the bright moon projected on the water, appearing deep and distant, intriguing and thought-provoking.

The biggest feature of this poem is its strange imagination, vivid images, and full of romanticism. The poet is committed to transforming his abstract feelings, emotions and thoughts about the sound of the harp into concrete objects through association, making them visible and perceptible.

The poem does not directly judge Li Ping's skills, nor does it directly describe the poet's self-feeling. Some of it is just a description of the music and its effect. However, throughout the whole article, the poet's emotions are expressed everywhere, and he expresses his feelings and evaluation of the music in a tortuous and clear way.

This integrates external objects and internal emotions, forming an artistic realm that is pleasing to the eye and mind. Gift to Hua Qing Du Fu Jincheng silk tubes are flowing day by day, half into the river wind and half into the wind. 4. Poems describing songs in ancient times

Jinse by Li Shangyin Jinse has fifty strings for no reason, each string and one column reflects the past.

Zhuang Sheng was fascinated by butterflies in his dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos. The moon in the sea sheds tears, and the warm sun in Lantian produces smoke.

This feeling can be remembered later, but it was already at a loss. Listening to Playing the Qin Liu Changqing On the seven strings of Lingling, listening quietly to the cold wind in the pines.

Although the ancient tune is self-loving, many people today don’t play it. "The Old Man from Wuchang Speaks of Flute Songs" Liu Yuxi An old man from Wuchang who is more than seventy years old holds a letter from Yu Ling in his hand.

He said that he played the flute when he was young in primary school, and King Cao once rewarded him for doing so. In previous years, when the garrison arrived in Qizhou, the Chushan Mountains were filled with rustling, fluting, and bamboo autumn.

At that time, I was searching for materials, but Dian was wearing a black mink fur. The ancient moss is green and the old festival is sealed, and a solitary tree grows on the stone covered with wind and snow.

The five tones of the Shang sound are sounded with the fingers, and the dragon in the water should move among the clouds. I once blew the yellow crane from the tower, and the sound captured the moon in the autumn river.

Nowadays, it is especially late to speak as I grow old, and my ears don’t know the pitch of the music. The strength is gone, but the heart is still there, and I always play a song in my dreams.

Phoenix Qiuhuang·Qin Ge Anonymous There is a beautiful woman, and I will never forget her when I see her. If I don’t see her for a day, I miss her like crazy. The phoenix is ??soaring, and the phoenix is ??begging for it from all over the world.

But the beauty is here, not on the east wall. Use the qin to express your words, and write your heartfelt chats.

When I see Xu Xi, I will comfort my hesitation. May your words be worthy of your virtue, and join hands to support each other.

If I can’t fly, I will perish. "Listening to Shu Monk Jun Playing the Qin"·Li Bai A Shu monk hugged the green silk and went west to Mount Emei.

Waving your hand for me is like listening to thousands of pines. The guest's heart is washed by the running water, and the remaining sound is the frost bell.

Unconsciously, the blue mountains are dusk, and the autumn clouds are dark. "The boat plays the piano at night"·Bai Juyi Birds perch and fish do not move, the moon shines on the deep river at night.

There is nothing happening outside, and there is only the piano in the boat. The seven strings are good friends, and the two ears are bosom friends.

When the heart is quiet, the sound becomes faint, and there is no past or present. "The Rise of the Qin on the River"·Chang Jian The jade qin is played on the river, and one string clears the heart.

The seven strings are clear and cool, and the trees are clear and dark. It can make the moon in the river white and the water in the river deep.

I just realized that sycamore branches can symbolize gold. 5. Are there any beautiful and sad poems from ancient times?

1. The clothes are getting wider and wider, but I will never regret it.

-Liu Yong's "Feng Qiwu" 2 The agreement between life and death is broad, as explained by Zicheng. Hold your hand and grow old together.

-Anonymous "The Book of Songs Beifeng Beats the Drum" 3 If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night? - Qin Guan's "Magpie Bridge Immortal" 4 When will we know when we will meet each other after we miss each other? It's embarrassing to be at this point in the night.

- Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words" 5 If there is a beautiful woman, you will never forget it when you see her. If you don't see her for a day, you will miss her like crazy. -Anonymous "Feng Qiu Huang Qin Song" 6 This time I left you, it was wind, rain, and night; you smiled, I waved my hand, and a lonely road spread to both ends.

- Zheng Chouyu's "Fu Farewell" 7. Entering the door of my lovesickness, I know that my lovesickness is painful. Long lovesickness makes me remember each other, but short lovesickness makes me infinite. - Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words" 8 Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud.

-Yuan Zhen's "Five Poems on Li Si" 9 The king is like dust on the road, and the concubine is like muddy cement. They rise and fall with different potentials. When will they meet in harmony? -Cao Zhi's "The Moon Ascends a High Building" 10 The two farewells are desolate, and the most regretful one is the bright moon.

-Nalan Xingde's "Yu Meiren" 11 Huanjun's pearls shed tears, wishing they could not meet again when they were not married.

-Zhang Ji's "Yan of a Chaste Woman" 12 How to let you meet me at my most beautiful moment. For this reason, I have been praying to the Buddha for five hundred years, begging him to allow us to form a mortal relationship.

-Xi Murong's "A Flowering Tree" 13 How can we live together and die differently when we only have shadows in the human world? -Chen Hengke's "Inscription on the Portrait of Chunqi" 14 There is talk of lovesickness at the bottom of the acacia tree, and Si Lang hates Lang Lang without knowing it. - Liang Qichao's "Taiwan Bamboo Branch Poems" 15 Since the king came out, the bright mirror and the dark will not cure it.

Thinking of you is like running water, there is no end to it. -Xu Qian's "Thoughts on the Chamber" 16 It's as if we don't see each other when we see each other, and how can being affectionate seem to be ruthless?

- Sima Guang's "Moon over the West River" 17 Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers. -Gong Zizhen's "Miscellaneous Poems of Ji Hai" I am not old for 18 days, and my love is hard to die.

The heart is like a double mesh with thousands of knots in it. -Zhang Xian's "Qianqiu Sui" 19 It seems that these stars are not last night, for whom the wind and dew set up the midnight.

- Huang Jingren's "One of Two Qi Huai Poems" 20 It is straight to say that it is useless to miss lovesickness, but to be melancholy is pure madness. -Li Shangyin's "Third of the Six Untitled Poems" 21 I know that my body and my love will always be there, and I look forward to the sound of the water at the head of the river.

- Li Shangyin's "Late Autumn Tour in Qujiang" 22 people have become less passionate, and now they are really not passionate. - Nalan Xingde's "Breaking Through the Sands of Huanxi" 23 This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss at the time.

- Li Shangyin's "Jin Se" 24 How much lovesickness ***, the ends of the earth are not long. -Zhang Zhongsu's "Swallow Tower" 25 Asking what love is in the world, it teaches you the promise of life and death.

-Yuan Haowen's "One of Two Songs About Touching Fish" 26 He has no colorful phoenix and two flying wings, but he has a clear mind. - Li Shangyin's "Untitled" 27 Water smoke sinks in the beast's furnace, and fragments of flowers remain in the green marsh, written line by line in the biography of lovesickness.

-Zhang Kejiu's "Sai Hongqiu" 28 Only if you don't love lovesickness in your life can you love lovesickness, which will harm lovesickness. -Xu Zaisi's "Order of Gui Gui" 29 There are thousands of lovesickness in one inch, and there is no place in the world to arrange it.

- Li Guan's "Butterfly Loves Flowers" 30 years of life and death are vast, without thinking, unforgettable, thousands of miles away, alone in the grave, nowhere to talk about the desolation. -Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi" 31 I will meet this beloved man today and on any night.

-Anonymous "The Book of Songs Tang Feng Preparation" 32 The time will last forever, and this hatred will last forever. -Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" 33 I wish to be a winged bird in the sky, and a twig on the ground.

-Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" 34 overlapping tear stains and brocade characters, the only thing in life is love that is hard to die. - Wen Tingshi's "Butterfly Love Flower" 35 One is the fairy flower of Langyuan, and the other is the flawless jade.

If you say there is no romance, you will meet him again in this life; if you say there is a romance, how can you end up lying in vain? -Cao Xueqin's "Wong Ning Mei" 36 The spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and the wax torch will turn to ashes before the tears dry up. - Li Shangyin's "Untitled" 37 He should not be obsessed with love in his life, and there is no place in the world for lovesickness.

- Kuang Zhouyi's "Reducing Words in Huanxisha" 38 people were about to tell the date of return before saying anything, but Chun Rong swallowed hard before saying anything. -Ouyang Xiu's "Spring in the Jade House" 39 Guan Jujiu, in the river continent.

A graceful lady, a gentleman likes to fight. -Anonymous "The Book of Songs Zhou Nanguan Ju" 40 Life is full of love and infatuation, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon.

- Ouyang Xiu's "Spring in the Jade House" 41. After so many years, it should be a good time and good scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them?

-Liu Yong's "Yulin Ling" 42 I only hope that your heart will be like my heart, and you will definitely live up to your love. -Li Zhiyi's "Divination" 43 The fallen flower man is independent, and Wei Yuyan flies together.

-Yan Jidao's "Two Poems of Linjiang Immortal" 44 The poor bones by the Wuding River are like those in the spring boudoir's dream. -Chen Tao's "Journey to Longxi" 45 thousand gold buys Xiangru Fu, who can complain about this situation?

- Xin Qiji's "Touching the Fish" 46 Wutong tree, midnight rain, no separation of love and true suffering. Leaf by leaf, sound by sound, the air drips into the sky.

- Wen Tingyun's "Three Songs of Gengluozi" 47 They became husband and wife, and their love was unquestionable. - Su Wu's "Wedding Hair as Husband and Wife" 48 Looking for a good dream is hard to come by.

Who knows what I am doing at this time. Tears fell in front of the pillow, rain fell in front of the curtain, and dripped into the morning through the window.

-Nie Shengqiong's "Partridge Sky" 49 Who can complain about loneliness. Even as a preface, it’s always an easy task.

-Liu Yong's "Day and Night Music" The 50-day long road is a long journey and the soul is suffering. It is difficult for the dream soul to reach Guanshan. The long love is heartbreaking. - "Li Bai Chang Acacia 1 of 2" 51 Don't refuse to say that beautiful vow just because it might change, don't dare to ask for a heart-to-heart meeting just because you might be separated.

-Xi Murong's "Seal" 52 May I be like a star, like the moon, and the light will shine brightly every night. -Fan Chengda's "Che Yaoyao Chapter" 53 Yu Shen Yan Yao Tianya Road, only to believe that separation in the world is painful.

-Dai Shulun's "Acacia" 54 Holding hands and looking into each other's tearful eyes, they were speechless and choked. -Liu Yong's "Yulin Ling" 55 I sincerely know that everyone has this hatred, and poor* couples suffer from everything.

-Yuan Zhen's "Two of Three Poems on Sorrow and Feelings" 56 Change my heart for yours, and we will know each other deeply and remember each other deeply. -Gu Xun's "Revelation of Heartfelt Feelings" 57 I recall that your heart is like the water of the West River, flowing eastward day and night without rest.

-Yu Xuanji's "Jianling Worry and Hope" 58 In the heart of spring, don't let the flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray. -Li Shangyin's "Six of Six Untitled Poems" 59 Love is as deep as the sea, and old things are as far away as the sky.

- Le Wan's "Businessman" 60 Hatred is not as good as trust in the tide. When you miss each other, you will realize that the sea is not deep.

-Bai Juyi's "Lang Tao Sha" 61 Exquisite dice shadow port in the stem. 6. Poems about sorrow

1. One place is lovesickness, two places are idle sorrow. ——Song Dynasty Li Qingzhao's "A Cut of Plum Blossoms"

Both of them feel melancholy for the same longing

2. It is dusk and I am sad alone, with more wind and rain. ——Lu You of the Song Dynasty, "Bu Shuzi"

Beside the broken bridge outside the inn, the plum blossoms bloomed lonely and lonely, no one cared about them. Dusk falls, and the plum blossoms are helpless. They are already sad enough, but they are also destroyed by wind and rain.

3. Don’t be sad and resentful. Silence is better than sound at this time. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Pipa Play"

It is like another kind of sadness and hatred secretly growing; at this time, the silence is more moving than the sound.

4. Entering a high-rise building in darkness, there are people upstairs who are worried. ——Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty, "Bodhisattva Barbarian"

The trees stretching in the distance are filled with smoke, like textiles, and the cold autumn mountains are like a belt, with a sad green color that touches the eye. Dusk entered the tall boudoir, and someone was worrying alone upstairs.

5. The plantains do not show their lilac knots, but they all face the same sorrow in the spring breeze. ——Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty, "Gift on behalf of others"

The heart of the banana has not yet unfolded, and the buds of the lilac are clustered like knots; the same spring breeze blows, but the two of them are in the same heart in different places, and they are both worried about not being able to meet each other. .

6. Continuous cutting and confusion are the symptoms of divorce. Don't just have the ordinary taste in your heart. ——Tang Li Yu's "Crying in the Night"

I want to cut off the thoughts in my heart, but they keep getting reduced no matter what. I want to sort them out, but they become more messy. This kind of sorrow of divorce and longing is now in my heart. But it has a different taste.

7. Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river of spring water flowing eastward. ——Li Yu of the Tang Dynasty, "Yu Meiren"

I ask you how many sorrowful things you can have, my sorrow is like the river rolling to the east in spring

8. The sorrow of separation gradually becomes endless. , the distance is like spring water. —— Song Dynasty Ouyang Xiu's "Treading on the Shasha"

The farther away you go, the more endless the sorrow becomes, like the water of the spring river that is far away.

9. Sitting alone and leaning high in the Mingyue Tower, the wine fills my heart with sadness, turning into tears of lovesickness. ——"Sumuzhe" by Fan Zhongyan of the Song Dynasty

Don't rely on yourself when the bright moon shines on the tall buildings. I picked up a glass of wine to wash away my sorrow, but it turned into tears of lovesickness.

10. Even the spring river is full of tears, endless flow, and a lot of sorrow. ——"Jiangchengzi" by Qin Guan of the Tang Dynasty

Outside the window, flowers are flying lightly and freely, just like in a dream. The rain is pouring down, floating endlessly, like melancholy flying. Look at the curtain decorated with jewels hanging casually on small silver hooks. 7. Poems related to sadness

1. With tears in my eyes, I asked the flowers without saying a word, and the red flowers flew across the swing. ——Song Dynasty Ouyang Xiu's "Die Lian Hua·How Deep the Courtyard"

Translation: With tears in his eyes, he asked Luo Hua if he knew my thoughts. Luo Hua was silent, chaotic, and bit by bit. Fly outside the swing.

2. Can this feeling be remembered? It was just that I was at a loss at that time. ——"Jin Se" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty

Translation: Those beautiful things and times can only remain in memories. At that time, those people thought that those things were just ordinary, but they didn't know how to cherish them.

3. "Recalling Qin E·The sound of the flute swallows"

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

The sound of the flute swallows, Qin E dreams of breaking the moon in the Qin Tower. Qin Lou is full of moon, willows are colored every year, and Baling is sad to say goodbye.

Enjoy the Qingqiu Festival in Yuanyuan, and the sound of the Xianyang ancient road is excruciating. The sound is gone, the west wind is lingering, and the Han family mausoleum is still there.

Translation: The sound of the jade flute was mournful and sobbed. When Qin E woke up from her dream, a bright moon was hanging upstairs in the Qin family. The waning moon above Qin's house, and the green willow color beside the bridge every year, are all imprinted with the sad farewell on Baling Bridge.

Looking at the desolate autumn festival in Leyouyuan, the news on the ancient road leading to Xianyang has long been cut off. The west wind blows the light of the setting sun, and in front of you are only the tombs and palaces left by the Han Dynasty.

4. "Partridge Sky: Only close to the name but not close to the feelings"

Jin Dynasty: Yuan Haowen

Only close to the name but not close to the feelings. Not to mention drinking. The three cups gradually became more and more distant, and each cup was poured into a flat piece.

Wake up and get drunk again, get drunk and wake up again. Lingjun is haggard and pitiful. "Li Sao" is boring to read, what a poet Ruan Bingbing!

Translation: A person who only pursues worldly fame and fortune but does not drink alcohol may not achieve anything even if he does not drink! After drinking three cups, I gradually felt far away from the world. After drinking a cup, I felt that all the injustice in my heart had been drowned!

I am sober and drunk again, drunk but sober again. Qu Yuan said that "I am alone when everyone is drunk", which really makes people feel haggard and pitiful! His "Li Sao" is not interesting to read over and over again. It is best to drink wine and get drunk like the wine-loving poet Ruan Ji!

5. "Magnolia Flower Order·It rains on the leaves of the sycamore tree at the third watch"

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

It rains on the leaves of the sycamore tree at the third watch. The soul in the dream is nowhere to be found. The cool night pillow tells me about autumn, and I can hear the cold crickets urging me to wake up.

Dreams have always passed. Still drunkenly singing and dancing in Jiangting. There must be someone in front of you to ask your thoughts and thoughts to say goodbye.

Translation: At the third watch, the rain hits the sycamore trees. The patter of rain woke me up from my sweet dream. With infinite melancholy, I wanted to find the dream again and reunite with my relatives in the dream, but unfortunately I could never find it again. Sleeping on the bamboo mat, I felt the coolness of the night and knew that autumn had arrived. I also heard the constant chirping of the cold crickets, which seemed to urge the woman to spin quickly.

I still remember the way I came from the dream appeared so clearly before my eyes. I seem to be still immersed in Jiang Ting's singing and dancing. There must be someone asking you in front of the elders, in order to express your feelings after parting.