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What are some poems that describe being very tired?

1. There are infinite painting hands in the world, but a sad painting cannot be completed.

From "Jinling Evening View" by Gao Chan of the Tang Dynasty

I once returned to the evening green with floating clouds, and still accompany the sunset with the sound of autumn.

There are infinite painting hands in the world, but it is so sad that they cannot be painted.

Translation

Jinling City once accompanied the floating clouds in the evening scenery, and also accompanied the setting sun in the sound of autumn.

There are countless masters of painting in this world, but none of them can paint the sadness in their hearts.

2. Cut off the water with a knife and the water will flow more. Raise a cup to relieve sorrow and make it more sorrowful.

From "Xuanzhou Xieyao Tower Farewell School Secretary Shu Yun" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

Those who abandon me will not be able to stay the day I left yesterday;

Chaos My heart is filled with worries today.

The long wind sends the autumn geese flying thousands of miles away, and you can enjoy this high-rise building.

The Penglai article is built with bones in mind, with small Xie in the middle and clear hair.

We are all full of joy and hope, and want to go to the blue sky to see the bright moon.

Cut the knife to cut off the water, the water will flow more, and raise the cup to eliminate the sorrow and make it more sorrowful.

If life is not satisfactory in this world, the Ming Dynasty will be ruined.

Translation

The yesterday that left me is irretrievable.

Today is a confusing day for me. It’s a lot of worries.

Thousands of miles of wind blows away the autumn geese. Facing the beautiful scenery, you can enjoy the high-rise building.

Mr.'s articles have a strong Jian'an style, and from time to time they reveal the elegance of Xiao Xie's poetic style.

You and I are full of great interest and want to go up to the sky and embrace the bright moon.

Using a knife to cut off the water flow makes the water flow smoother; raising a glass to relieve the sorrow makes the sorrow more intense.

In life, if you can't get what you want, it's better to board a small boat on the Yangtze River with your hair disheveled.

3. Ruining a life of haggard is only worth a few evenings.

From "Qingpingle·The Spring Breeze Still Remains" written by Zhao Lingji of the Song Dynasty

The spring breeze remains the same, focusing on Sui Diliu. When the goose turns yellow and is ready to be eaten, the weather is clear and bright.

Last year the purple road was the green gate, tonight the rain brings the soul to the clouds. It only takes a few evenings to ruin a lifetime of languor?

Translation

As in previous years, the spring breeze is very concerned about the willows on the Sui Embankment; in the warm days of the Qingming Festival, it rubs the willow branches into a goose-yellow color.

Last spring, you and I lingered together on the avenues of the capital and on the Sui embankment outside the city gate; tonight, I can only meet your soul transformed into clouds and rain in my dreams. I am so sad that it only takes a few nights to haggard my entire life.

4. When I was twenty, I felt dissatisfied. I was as sad as a withered orchid.

From "The Song of Joy" by Li He of the Tang Dynasty

The autumn wind blows the dry grass on the ground, and the beautiful green shadows are born with the late cold.

When I was twenty, I felt dissatisfied, and I was as sad as a withered orchid.

The clothes are like flying quails and the horses are like dogs. Linqi strikes a sword and roars with copper.

Qiting dismounted and undressed his autumn clothes, and asked Yiyang for a pot of wine.

The sky is called in the pot and the clouds do not open, and the day is thousands of miles away and desolate.

My master advised me to nourish my heart and soul and not to be filled with worldly things.

Translation

The bleak autumn wind has dried up the grass on the earth, and the green figure of Huashan Mountain is slightly cold in the evening.

When I was twenty, my official career was bumpy and unsatisfactory, and my heart was as sad and decadent as a withering autumn orchid.

The clothes are torn like a flying quail, the horse is like a dog, and when facing a fork in the road, he draws his sword and roars to the sky.

After dismounting from the hotel, I took off my autumn clothes as collateral. Please give me, a native of Yiyang, a jug of fine wine on credit.

In my drunken state, I called to God for the clouds to remain in the sky, and the daylight suddenly became desolate for thousands of miles.

The shop owner advised me to take good care of my body and bones and not let the worldly things fill my heart.

5. Now that I have experienced all the sorrow, I still want to stop talking.

From "The Ugly Slave: The Middle Wall of Shubo Mountain Road" by Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty

The young man does not know the feeling of sorrow and falls in love with the upper floors. Fall in love with the upper floors. In order to compose new words, I forcefully express my sorrow. ?

Now that I know all the sorrow, I still want to say it. If you want to say it, give it up. But it was a cool autumn day.

Translation

When people are young, they don’t know the feeling of sadness and like to climb high and look far away. I like to climb high and look far away, and reluctantly express my sorrow in order to write a new poem about "no worries".

Now that I have tasted all the sadness, I want to say it but can’t. I want to say it but I can’t, but I say it’s a cool autumn!