What are some poems that describe yourself as particularly lonely and pitiful?

1. The hairpin-headed phoenix·The world's sentiments are thin

Song Dynasty: Tang Wan

The world's sentiments are thin, human nature is evil, and flowers fall easily at dusk when it rains. The morning wind dries, leaving traces of tears. When I want to write down my thoughts, I talk alone in Xilan. Difficult, difficult, difficult!

People are different, today is not yesterday, and the sick soul is always like a rope on a swing. The sound of the horn is cold and the night is dark. Afraid of being asked, I swallow my tears and pretend to be happy. Hide it, hide it, hide it! (Pretending to be happy: Zhuang)

Translation

The world is hot and cold, it is raining in the dusk, and the peach blossoms are falling. In this desolate scene, people can't help but feel sad. The morning breeze dried up the tears from last night. When I wanted to write down my thoughts, I couldn't. I could only lean on the sloping railing and call to you in the distance from the bottom of my heart; I talked to myself in a low voice, Hope you can hear it too. Difficult, difficult, difficult.

Today is different from the past. So far away, I am seriously ill, just like a rope on a swing. The night wind was biting and chilled my whole body. Listening to the sound of the horn in the distance, I felt a chill in my heart. The night was over, and I would soon be like this night, right? Afraid of being asked, I held back my tears and forced myself to look good in front of others. Laughter. Conceal, conceal, conceal.

2. Hairpin-headed phoenix with red hands

Song Dynasty: Lu You

With red hands and yellow wine, the city is filled with spring willows on the palace walls. The east wind is evil and happiness is thin. With a heavy heart, I have been away from home for a few years. Wrong, wrong, wrong.

Spring is as old as ever, people are thin and empty, and the tears are red and raw. Peach blossoms fall, leisure pool pavilion. Although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to trust the brocade book. Mo, mo, mo!

Translation

In your rosy and greasy hands, you hold a cup filled with Huangdi wine. The city is filled with the scenery of spring, but you are already as out of reach as the green willows in the palace wall. How hateful the spring breeze is, how thin the joy is. A full glass of wine is like a glass of sadness, and my life has been very bleak in the past few years. Looking back at that time, I can only sigh: Wrong, wrong, wrong!

The beautiful spring scenery is still the same, but people are losing weight in vain. The tears washed away the rouge on his face and soaked the thin silk handkerchief. The peach blossoms in full spring fall on the quiet and empty pond and pavilion. The vow of eternal love is still there, but the brocade letter can no longer be delivered. Looking back at that time, I can only sigh: Mo, Mo, Mo!

3. Poppy · When is the spring flowers and autumn moon

Five Dynasties: Li Yu

When is the spring flowers and autumn moon? How much do you know about the past? There was an east wind in the small building last night, and the motherland could not bear to look back at the bright moon.

The carved railings and jade inlays should still be there, but the beauty has been changed. How much sorrow can you have? Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward. (Wallen? Tong: Lan)

Translation

When will this year end? How many past events do we know! Last night, the spring breeze blew again from the small building. On this night with the bright moon in the sky, how could I bear the pain of recalling my homeland.

The finely carved railings and jade steps should still be there, but the person I miss is already aging. Ask me how much sadness is in my heart, just like the endless spring water flowing eastward.

4. Huanxisha·Visit Qishui Qingquan Temple

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

Visit Qishui Qingquan Temple. The temple is adjacent to Lanxi River, which flows to the west.

At the foot of the mountain, the orchid buds are soaked in the stream, the sandy road among the pines is clean and mudless, and the raindrops are crying at dusk. (Xiao Xiao’s first work: Xiao Xiao)

Who said there is no less in life? The water flowing in front of the door can still flow to the west! Stop singing yellow chicken with white hair.

Translation

Visit Qingquan Temple in Qishui. The temple is next to Lanxi River, which flows to the west. The young sprouts that had just grown at the foot of the mountain were soaked in the stream, and the sandy road between the pine forests was washed clean by the rain. In the evening, it started to rain lightly, and the cuckoo's call came from the pine forests.

Who says life can’t go back to being a teenager? The stream in front of the door can still flow to the west! Don’t lament the passage of time in old age!

5. Dragon Boat Festival

Tang Dynasty: Yin Yao Fan

Young people are more sentimental during the festival, but who knows how emotional they will be when they grow old;

It doesn’t work Ai Fu is more customary, but praying for Pu wine will lead to peace.

The hair on the temples grows whiter day by day, and the pomegranate brocade illuminates the eyes year after year;

Thousands of years of virtue and foolishness are the same in the blink of an eye, and a few people are forgotten and few are famous.

Translation

When I was young, I always had a lot of emotions during festive seasons.

Now that I am old, who has the time to feel a lot of emotions for no reason;

On the Dragon Boat Festival, I am too lazy to follow other people's habit of hanging mugwort and talismans to ward off evil spirits.

I just hope that a cup of cattail wine will bring peace to the world.

The hair on the temples is becoming more silvery day by day.

The pomegranate flowers are shining like red brocade, blooming every year for the festival;

It is a sigh of relief in the years. In front of us, saints and fools are all transient passers-by.

Who knows how many of them have disappeared into oblivion and how many of them have gone down in history.