Poetry is a poem that sits alone among flowers and drinks alone.

1, drinking four bright moons alone, Part One

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.

Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.

The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.

I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.

The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.

Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness. (having sex with others: having sex with others)

I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.

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Put a pot of wine among the flowers, and no relatives and friends will pour it themselves.

Till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon into three people before the picture.

Of course, Yue Ming doesn't drink. Her figure follows me.

I had to form a wine companion with them for the time being. If I want to enjoy myself, I must seize the beautiful spring scenery.

I sang about the moon, and my dancing figure was messy.

When you wake up, you will be happy together, and when you are drunk, you will be separated.

I would like to form an eternal friendship with them, forget the harm and meet at the edge of the misty galaxy.

2. Linjiang Fairy drinks Dongpo to sober up at night.

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

I drank Dongpo in the evening and woke up drunk. It seemed like midnight when I came back. The child is short of breath. You shouldn't even knock on the door, but lean on your cane and listen to the sound of the river.

The dragon hates that this body is not mine, so forget the camp. The night was calm and the lines were flat. Since then, this ship has passed away, and Jiang Hai spent the rest of his life.

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The banquet in the middle of the night was drunk in Dongpo's apartment, and it seemed to be midnight when I came back. By this time, the boy servant at home had fallen asleep and snored like thunder. Gently knocked on the door, no response, so we have to lean on the stick and listen to the roar of the river running alone.

I often resent that this body doesn't belong to me. When can I forget the fame and fortune? Taking advantage of the dead of night and calm, I took a boat and disappeared, traveling all over the rivers and lakes for the rest of my life.

3. A suggestion for my friend Liu

Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

There is a glimmer of green in the old bottle and a hint of red in the quiet stove.

With dusk and snow coming, how about a glass of wine?

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The newly brewed rice wine is green and fragrant; A small red mud stove is burning crimson.

It's getting dark, and the snow is coming. Can we have a drink together? Friend!

4. Break up in a hotel in Nanjing

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

A gust of wind blew catkins, which made the shop more fragrant. A girl from Wu poured wine and advised me to drink it. (Persuade the guest: call the guest)

Comrades in my city came to see me off. When each of them drank his glass, I said to him when leaving.

Oh, ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! .

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The spring breeze blows the catkins, the fragrance in the hotel is overflowing, and the maid holds out the wine and advises me to taste it carefully.

Young friends from Jinling rushed to see them off. If you want to leave or stay, you can drink your emotions.

Ask me, Donghe, Bieqing, running water, which is longer?

5, water tune song, Mid-Autumn Festival

Song Dynasty: Mi Fei

The sound of air blowing on the anvil is urgent, and cricket thinks of high autumn. I just look at the scenery instead of learning from Song Yu. It is a great pleasure to clean up the bleak situation and pay the price. It has its own sentimental place, and the bright moon hangs on the South Tower.

Distressed, across the embankment, with long rhyme. On a sunny night, lend me this place to pour gold. Lovely scenery of a day, leaning on twelve, if the universe floats. Drunk and sleepy, I don't know how to wake up.

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During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the sound of shattered clothes was mixed with wind, and crickets seemed to be thinking about autumn in Gao Shuang. Faced with such a scene, I won't learn from Song Yu to relieve my sadness. I packed up my sad thoughts and poured wine into every bottle, which made me feel more lonely. The bright moon hanging in the south building is exactly where I am interested.

Disappointed with this mentality, I picked up the flute and played it, and the rhythm of the flute was melodious. In this quiet time, in this beautiful night, lend me this place to have a drink. Looking at the lovely scenery on this day, I leaned against the winding railing, and the universe was just a small duckweed in my eyes. Drunk and sleepy, sleeping on a pillow by the river, I don't know when I will wake up.

What are the classic poems describing a person's loneliness in ancient poetry? 1, the drooping leaves of a foreign tree, the cold light of a lantern, lonely at night. -"Autumn Chrysanthemum on Bashang" Tang Dynasty poet Ma Dai

Facing the fallen leaves of trees in other places, I was alone in the cold night.

I drink a pot of wine from the flowers alone. No one is with me. -"One of the Four Poems of Soliciting the Bright Moon" Tang Dynasty poet Li Bai

Put a pot of wine among the flowers and pour it yourself. No friends or relatives.

3, the hotel is cold and sleepless, and the guest's heart turns sad. -"Night Walk" Tang Dynasty poet Gao Shi

I was lying alone in the hotel, with cold light shining on me, and I couldn't sleep for a long time. What makes me sad as a tourist?

4, who sings with Yu, empty valley Ming. It's not a ghost or a fairy, but peach blossom water. —— Song: Xin Qiji's "Making Mistakes and Wandering Rain Rock"

I sing loudly, who will answer? Listen to the peace of the empty valley. That sound is not from ghosts and gods, but the sound of running water beside the peach blossom.

5, Ran Ran solitary bamboo, rooted in Mount Tai. When you got married, you went abroad, like Dodd, and I was still alone, without friends. When dodder has its ups and downs, husband and wife should also keep pace with the times. I married you thousands of miles away from home, just married, and you left me. -Han Dynasty: Anonymous "Ran Ran Solitary Bamboo"

I am like a lonely wild bamboo in the wilderness, hoping to find a reliable partner in the ravine. When you and I got married, you went far away, just like a rabbit with a daughter, and I was still lonely and helpless. When rabbit silk flourishes and withers, husband and wife should also have time together. I left home thousands of miles to marry you, but you left me when I was newly married and madly in love.

Poetry about missing your family alone 1. You come from my old country,

Tell me what happened there! .

It's plum. When you pass my window,

Is the cold plum in bloom?

(Wang Wei: "Miscellaneous Poems")

When young people leave home, old people will come back.

The local accent has not changed.

The children don't know each other,

Where did the laughter come from?

(He Zhangzhi: Homecoming Book)

3. The sound outside the ridge is broken.

Winter goes and spring comes.

Now, near my village, meet people,

I dare not ask a question.

(Song Wenzhi, "Crossing the Han River")

We wound our way under the blue mountain,

Me and my boat, along the green water.

Until the river bank widens at low tide,

No wind blows my lonely sail.

... night now gives way to the ocean of the sun,

Jiang Chunren's old year.

I can finally send my messenger,

Geese, return to Luoyang.

(Wang Wan: a berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain)

People are only seven days old in spring.

I have been away from home for two years.

When people return to the geese,

Think before and after.

(Xue Daoheng: "People are homesick every day")

6. The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light.

Is there frost already? .

Looking up, I found it was moonlight.

I sank again and suddenly remembered home.

(Li Bai: "Silent Night Thinking")

7. Whose Yu Di flies in the dark,

Spring breeze scattered in Los Angeles.

In this serenade, I heard the sound of willows.

Who can't afford to be homesick?

(Li Bai: The Flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night)

8. Bingzhou Guest House has been frosted for ten times.

Remember Xianyang day and night.

Change dry mulberry water for no reason,

But I hope Bing is my hometown.

(Liu Zao: "Journey to the North")

9. A vagrant heard the drums heralding the battle.

A wild goose sings in autumn.

He knew that the dew tonight would be frost,

How bright the moonlight is at home! .

Oh, my brothers, lost and scattered,

What does life without you mean to me? .

But if something goes wrong with peacetime letters,

What can I expect during the war? .

(Du Fu: "Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night")

10. We started to recruit priests in the morning.

The guest is sad for his hometown.

(Wen Tingjun's "Walking in the Morning")

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A wild goose sings in autumn.

He knew that the dew tonight would be frost,

How bright the moonlight is at home! .

Oh, my brothers, lost and scattered,

What does life without you mean to me? .

But if something goes wrong with peacetime letters,

What can I expect during the war? .

A writer's book is full of meaning.

I can't talk about it in a hurry

Pedestrians came and opened again.

(Zhang Ji: "Qiu Si")

13. As a stranger in a foreign land,

Please think twice about your relatives during the festival.

Know where the brothers climb,

There is one person missing from the dogwood.

(Wang Wei: vacationing in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong)

14. Every winter to Sunday,

Knee-hugging lamp with shadow.

I want to sit at home late at night,

It should also be said that people who travel far away.

(Bai Juyi: "The Solstice of Winter in Handan" misses home at night)

A lonely trip, a poem, going out alone. Poetry that nobody cares about. The breeze rippled on the grass bank, through the night, and blew to my still mast. The endless plains are dotted with drooping stars. The moon runs with the river. I hope my art can bring me fame and liberate my sick old age from the office! . Flying around, flying around, what am I like, just a sandpiper in the vast world! .

Origin: A foreign land night of Du Fu in Tang Dynasty.

The breeze blows the fine grass on the river bank, and the high-masted boat is moored alone at night. The stars are hanging in the sky, and Ye Ping looks very broad; The moonlight is surging with the waves, and the river is rolling eastward. Is my article famous? You should be dismissed even if you are old and sick. What's it like to wander around alone? Like a lonely Sha Ou between heaven and earth.

2, September 9, overlooking the mountains and rivers, returning home and looking at the wind and smoke. Drinking Jinhua wine in other places makes Wan Li feel sad.

Origin: Xuanwu Mountain, September 9th, made in the Tang Dynasty.

On September 9, I climbed Xuanwu Mountain and overlooked the mountains and rivers. My thoughts and wishes to return to my hometown are as strong as the dust gathered in front of me. In other people's hometown, we drank this chrysanthemum wine together. We left our home in Wan Li and looked at the sky where the geese flew, and our hearts were equally sad.

Alone in the pub, I was shut in by loneliness and sadness. Recalling the cold light and returning to my hometown to recall the past; Like a flock of lost geese. The road to my hometown is too far away. I will come back at dawn, and the letter from home will not be sent to this place until next year. The Cangjiang River in the moonlight, the scenery is so beautiful, and the fishing boat is in front of my house.

Source: Du Mu's accommodation in Tang Dynasty.

There are no intimate friends in the hotel, so I meditate quietly alone. Recalling the past before the cold lamp, the sound of lonely geese awakens the lonely dream. The country road is long, and the dream soul will not return until dawn. Letters from my family won't arrive here until next year. The moonlight on Cangjiang River is smoky, and the scenery is so beautiful. There are fishing boats tied in front of my house.

4. The cool breeze of autumn sea blows my homesickness. On the way home, the mountains are far away, when will the lost water come again? Looking up, I saw the dark clouds were gray and the cold light of the moon was broken. The grass is no longer soft, and Hanlu quickly puts on warm clothes. I often dream that the Milky Way is setting, and when I wake up, there are few stars in the sky. With sadness and longing for hometown, who can wave it away?

Origin: Li Bai's autumn outing in Tang Dynasty.

The cool autumn wind crossed the autumn sea and blew up my homesickness. On the way home, the mountains are endless. When can I come back with the passing water? Looking up, I saw the clouds gathering and the cold light of the bright moon was heartbreaking. The grass is no longer soft and bright, and the frost and dew urge you to buy cold clothes quickly. I often dream that the Milky Way has fallen, and when I wake up, there are few stars in the sky. I miss my hometown sadly. Who can sweep away my tears?

The traveling geese flew south, and the storm group got lost at the beginning. Hungry and thirsty geese, whose wings are unable to droop, have to stay on cold rivers and islands. Sand and egrets are hard to get close to, for fear of being shot by bows and arrows. I can't find a home in the vast sea of clouds. Who will listen to the swan's song?

Source: Song Dynasty Zhou Dunru's Buji Lv Yan Flying South.

The traveling geese flew south and were separated from them in the wind and rain. Hungry and hardworking geese drooped their heads feebly and had to stay alone in the cold river and the small continent. Storks and egrets are difficult to get close to, and they are always worried about being shot by bows and arrows. I can't find my home in the sea of clouds. Who will listen to Hongyan's crying?

The ancient poem about moon cakes is 1. A cupcake is like chewing the moon, with chips and stuffing in it. Quietly savor its taste, acacia tears touch the towel. -Su Shi's moon cakes in the Northern Song Dynasty

Interpretation: Eating this small moon cake is like eating the moon, with a crisp and sweet taste in the middle. Quiet taste, because I miss my hometown so much, tears have wet the towel.

2, the cake is round, like the moon, indicating that Jiaxiang eats more than enough and feels more care from his family. Every year, he is also a Pisces. -Mid-Autumn Festival words in modern poetry

Interpretation: Moon cakes are as round as the round moon, and life is getting better and better. Grandpa or uncle gave it to the younger generation in the shape of a pair of carp.

3, the Mid-Autumn Festival fresh fruit crystal plate, the cake is round and cool. -At the end of Qing Dynasty, Shen wrote Poems of Jilin Chronicle.

Explanation: During the Mid-Autumn Festival, fresh fruits and vegetables are put on crystal plates. The moon in Mid-Autumn Festival looks cold and round, like a moon cake.

Ghost woman refers to the moon. On the Mid-Autumn Festival, family members don't go out to eat together, but happily reunite with the bright moon on the Mid-Autumn Festival.

4. The system is a silver scorpion and purple shadow, and a pair of rabbits are both human beings. When Chang 'e stole medicine, she ran into the cold and couldn't come back. -Peng Qing Zhang Yun's "Youzhou Customs"

Interpretation: There are various patterns on the moon cakes, such as "A toad in the moon" and "the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon", which can not help but remind people of the sad story of the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon.

5, the shape is extremely cold, the name comes from eating a single core. The cake maker has a clever heart. He looks beautiful. When you enter the kitchen, you can defrost and steam the liquid in the kettle. Rub fine dust and polish rouge marks. There is no room for negligence in preserving things. -Qing yuan Jing LAN "chanting moon cakes"

Interpretation: Moon cakes made with various special molds have various names and are the highlights on the menu. Because of the ingenuity of the mooncake master, mooncakes look as beautiful as the moon.

A poem expressing loneliness 1, with whom did the piper go to Lou Yu to be heartbroken?

2, sitting alone, advocating independent pay, lying alone. Standing hurts, even touching people hurts.

3. A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue.

The sober man and saint of the old days were forgotten, and only the drinker left his name.

5, the soul dream is unbearable, more embarrassing.

6, it's hard to say, the window is bright and clean, and the shadow is still romantic.

7. I miss heaven and earth, and there is no limit, and I cry alone.

8. Where are people? Even it's getting dark, and the way home is broken.

9. Wash and dress, and lean on Wangjianglou alone.

10, who saw a lonely person traveling alone, ethereal and lonely.

1 1, only the running water in front of the building. If you miss me, stare at me all day. Looking at that place, I added a new sadness from now on. 13, it's easy to meet, but difficult to leave, so where will I look back?

14, all the lonely cries fly towards the moon and shadow.

15, broken bridge outside the post, lonely and ownerless.

16, this time, what a sad sentence!

17, tears on the pillow are like rain outside the window.

18, few friends, who will listen to the broken string.

The bleak ancient poem 1 expresses "being immune to oneself", with a hairpin and a phoenix, and the world is cold.

Song Dynasty: Tang Wan

The world is thin, human feelings are evil, and it is easy to fall when the rain is sent late. The breeze is dry and the tears are residual. If you have to worry, just say it alone. Difficult, difficult, difficult!

People become different, today is not yesterday, and sick souls are often thousands of miles away. The horn is cold and the night is hazy. Afraid of being asked questions, swallow your tears and pretend to be happy. Hide, hide, hide! (Pretend to be happy: make up)

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The world is cold, it rains in the evening, and the peach blossoms are broken. In this bleak scene, people's hearts can't help but be sad. The morning breeze dried the tears last night. When I want to write down my thoughts, I can't. I can only lean on the diagonal and call you away from my heart. Talking to yourself in a low voice, I hope you can hear me. Difficult, difficult, difficult.

This time is different from the past, so far away, I am also seriously ill, just like Qiu Qiansuo. The night wind is biting and the whole body is cold. Listening to the horn in the distance, I felt a chill in my heart. When the night is over, I will be like this night soon, right? Afraid of being asked, I held back my tears and forced a smile in front of others. Hide, hide, hide.

2. Hairpin Phoenix Red Crispy Hand

Song dynasty: Lu you

Red crisp hands, yellow wine, mancheng spring willow. The east wind is evil, and the feelings are thin. A sad mood, a cable that I haven't seen for years. No, no, no.

Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion. Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu. Mo, Mo, Mo!

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In your rosy and crisp hands, you hold a cup full of yellow wine. Spring is rippling all over the city, but you are as far away as a palace wall. How hateful the spring breeze is and how thin the joy is blown. A full glass of wine is like a sad mood, and life after leaving for a few years is very bleak. In retrospect, I can only sigh: wrong, wrong, wrong!

The spring is still bright, but people have lost weight in vain. Tears washed away the carmine on his face and soaked all the thin silk handkerchiefs. Peach blossoms in Man Chun fall on silent and empty ponds and pavilions. The vows of eternal love are still there, but the brocade letter can no longer be delivered. Looking back, I can only sigh: Mo, Mo, Mo!

3. When is the spring flower and autumn moon?

Five Dynasties: Li Yu

When is the moon in spring and autumn? How much do you know about the past? The small building was easterly again last night, and the old country could not bear to look back on the bright moon.

Carved fences and jade bricks should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed them. How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward. (Carved column: aperture)

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When does this year's time end? I know how many things happened in the past! Last night, the spring breeze blew from the small building again. How can I bear the pain of missing my hometown in this bright night?

Carefully carved railings and jade steps should still be there, but the people I miss are aging. Ask me how much sadness I have in my heart, just like this endless spring water rolling east.

4. Huanxisha swims in Qiushui Qingquan Temple.

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

Play Qingquan Temple in Qishui, next to the temple is Lanxi, and the stream flows west.

The buds just growing at the foot of the mountain are soaked in the stream, and the sand road between the pine trees is washed away by the rain. In the evening, the rain began to trickle down, and cuckoo calls came from the pine forest. (Mix Zuo Yi: Mix)

Who says life can't go back to adolescence? The water in front of the door can also flow west! Don't bemoan the passage of old age!

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Qingquan Temple, a tourist attraction, has a temple next to Lanxi, and the stream flows westward. The newly sprouted buds at the foot of the mountain were soaked in the stream, and the sand road between the pine forests was washed spotless by the rain. In the evening, it was drizzling, and the cuckoo's cry came from the pine forest.

Who says life can't go back to adolescence? The stream in front of the door can still flow westward! Don't sigh how time flies when you are old!

5. at noon.

Tang Dynasty: Yin

Teenagers are more affectionate on holidays, but when they are old, they will feel sad;

It's useless, but just pray for wine and wine.

The temples add white heads every day, and pomegranates bloom every year;

Thousands of years of sages and fools are instantaneous, and several people are lost in several names.

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When I was a child, I always loved to have a lot of emotions in festivals.

Now that I am old, who still has the mind to be affectionate for no reason?

On the day of Duanyang, I was too lazy to learn the habit of hanging wormwood and exorcism.

I only wish a cup of Pu wine, and the world is at peace.

The temples are getting whiter every day.

Pomegranate flowers sprout like red brocade and bloom every year;

Alas, in the face of years, sages and fools are passers-by.

Who knows how many people have been forgotten and how many people have gone down in history?

What are the poems or famous sayings that wander alone? 1, arrive home at the end of the year

Qing Dynasty: Jiang Shiquan

I love my son endlessly, and I'm glad to go home. Cold clothes are needle and thread, and letters from home are ink stains.

If you encounter pity, you will ask for it. I am ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh.

2, Xuan Mo map, a.

Yuan Dynasty: Wang Mian

Brilliant day lily flowers, Luosheng North Hall. The south wind blows the heart, for whom do you vomit?

A loving mother leans against the door, but a wanderer cannot walk. May the sun be sparse and the day be fearful.

Looking up at Yunlin, I am ashamed to listen to birds.

3. Niannujiao Tree Liu Dong Village Wall

Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

Wild pond flowers fall, rush by, clear. The east wind deceives the guest's dream, and the pillow is cold and timid. This place was once different when the bow was bent on the bank and the willow was a horse. The building is empty, and the old Swift can talk.

I heard that I was in the east, and pedestrians met me, and the curtain was long. The old hatred in Chunjiang continues, and the new hatred in Yunshan is thousands of times. I look forward to seeing you again in the Ming Dynasty. You should also be surprised to ask: How many Fahua are there recently?

4. 9 days in Guangxi

Yuan Dynasty: Zhang Kejiu

Force the black veil on the green hill. Returning to the wild goose for the autumn, tired guests are homesick. Cuixiu Qin, Jinbei San, Jade Hand Pipa.

When people get old, the west wind will turn gray, and butterflies will worry about the future. Looking back at the horizon, watching the sunset and counting Western jackdaw in the west.

5. Fang Shu

Southern and Northern Dynasties: Li Shuang

Spring has come, and thousands of trees are competing to sprout new buds, swaying in the summer wind. It is easy to wind in summer, and branches and leaves often block the footsteps of birds flying away.

Spring blossoms, summer comes, and leaves flourish at the end. A wanderer who is far away from home wants to send peace home, but the road is so far, I am afraid I can't get there.

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