A poem about sadness metaphor

1. How much sadness can a poem about sadness have? Just like a spring water flowing eastward in 7A686964616FE78988E69D83313331323031.

-When is Li Yu's Spring Flowers and Autumn Moon? Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. -Li Shangyin's Untitled Time was long before I met her, and even longer after we parted: to see the sun, for all his glory was buried by the coming night.

-Li Shangyin's "Le Garden Scenic Area" Mo Chou has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you. -Gao Shi's "Don't move your big ears" is not a heartless thing, but it is more protective to turn into spring mud.

-Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai's Miscellaneous Poems No.5" On a frosty night, Jiang Feng fished and slept. -Zhang Ji's "a night-mooring near maple bridge" makes you cry. I hate not seeing you before I get married.

-Zhang Ji's "Yin Jiefu sends Dongping Li Sikong Stone Island" is unfinished, and tears flow first. -Li Qingzhao's Wuling Spring Festival Evening, but before he could conquer it, he died, and the heroes cried on their coats from then on.

-Du Fu's "Book of Scholarship" petals have fallen like tears, and the lonely bird has sang grief. -Du Fu's "Spring Hope" But since the water is still flowing, although we use swords to cut, it is even more worrying to raise a glass to eliminate our worries.

-Li Bai's "Xuanzhou Xielou Farewell School Rhyme" is thin, the water is shallow, and the evening is fragrant. -Lin Bu's "Xiao Mei in the Mountain Garden" The first mermaid shed pearl-like tears in the moonlight green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade in the sun.

-Li Shangyin's "Jinse" Spring tides bring rain late and rush, and there is no boat to cross the wild. -Wei Wuying's "Xixi on Chuzhou" I am worried about my bright moon, and I will go with the wind until Yelangxi.

-Li Bai's "I heard that Wang Changling moved to Longbiao Kiln with this letter" was strongly worried about the assignment of new words. -Xin Qiji's "Ugly Slave, the Middle Wall of Shuboshan Road" Liu Ti in the courtyard at dusk, remembering that person, pear blossoms on the moon.

-Chen Liang's "Young Beauty, East Wind, Light Cloud" Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the floor. -Xin Qiji's "Ugly Slave, Shuboshan Road in the Wall".

2. Write sad poems with metaphors.

Lonely boudoir, one inch sad and tender. Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain.

Leaning against the post is just not in the mood! Where are people? Even it's getting dark, and the way home is broken.

Wulingchun

The wind has stopped the dust, the fragrant flowers have blossomed, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.

It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it is also planned to make canoes. I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried.

Zui Hua Yin

Fog filled the clouds, and the days were spent in sorrow. Kapoor was among the birds in the incense burner. Double Ninth Festival, lying in bed, in the middle of the night, the cold on my body has just been soaked.

Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju.

Lou Yuchun Hongmei

Is Hongsu willing to break through Qiongbao and explore the end of the South Branch? I don't know how long I have borrowed it, but I see it is infinite.

The Taoist priest is haggard, bored and unhappy at the bottom of the spring window. If you want to look down on it, come and rest. It may not be that there was no wind in the Ming Dynasty.

A cluster of plum blossoms

Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.

Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

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The grass is singing and the phoenix tree is startled. The earth and the sky are sad.

Yuntai moon and earth, locked a thousand times. You come and I go, don't meet.

I haven't seen you for years, but I want to leave my feelings and don't hate being poor.

Penny Weaver, this is just separation. Sometimes it's sunny, sometimes it rains, sometimes it's windy.

Memories of oral sex on the phoenix platform

The fragrance is cold and golden. When it turns red, get up and comb your hair. Ren Bao is full of dust, curtain hook.

I am afraid that I will leave my arms, but I don't want to say anything. New arrivals are thin, not dry wine, not sad autumn.

Hugh. If you go back, you can't stay after going to Yangguan for thousands of times. Read Wu Lingren, smoke locks Qin Lou.

Only the running water in front of the building should remember me and stare at me all day. Looking at the place, I have added new worries since then.

Slow voice

Looking around, lonely and sad. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold.

Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late in the wind. Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.

Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark?

Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence!

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Alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook, the phoenix tree is lonely, and the deep courtyard locks the clear autumn.

It is sad, especially the general taste in my heart.

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When will there be a bright moon in the Spring and Autumn Period? How much do you know about the past? The small building was easterly again last night, so the country can't look at the moon.

Carved fences and jade articles should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed them. How much sorrow can you have, just like a river flowing eastward.

Midnight song

How can we avoid sadness and hatred in life? What is the limit of ecstasy alone! The dream of the old country is back, and I feel tears falling down my eyes.

Who is the tallest building? Remember that autumn is sunny. The past is empty, still like a dream.

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After Airbus left, the painting hall was half covered with beads, and the air in the forest was tired at night. The crescent moon in the small building looks back from the fiber.

In Chunguang Town, people go to the empty building and people go to the old building. Why hate the poor? The golden window is sleepy and careless. A strong flute woke up graceful.

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Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the floor. Fall in love with the floor and worry about adding new words.

Now that I know what it's like to worry, I want to talk about it. I want to say that I am still resting, but I say it is a cool autumn.

Ye Prime Minister Bodhisattva Manyan Pavilion

Qingshan wants to talk down-to-earth, with thousands of troops. The misty rain is low, I hope not to come.

People always worry when they talk on their heads. Sha Ou clapped his hands and laughed with a sad face.

3. Poetry about sadness is like asking how much sadness you can have. Like a river flowing eastward. -Li Yu "When is the Spring Flower and Autumn Moon?

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. -Li Shangyin Untitled It was a long time before I met her, but it was even longer after we broke up.

Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk. -Li Shangyin's Leyuan Scenic Area

A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks? -Gao Shi's "Two Poems of Biedong University"

I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation. -Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems No.5"

Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river. -Zhang Ji is a night stop near Fengqiao.

Return your double beads, my eyes are full of tears, and I regret not meeting you before I got married. -Zhang Ji's "Yin Jiefu Send Dongping Lishi Island"

Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first. -Li Qingzhao's Wuling Spring Festival Evening

But before he conquered, he died, and since then the heroes have been crying on their coats. -Du Fu's "Shu Xiang"

Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. -Du Fu's Hope for Spring

But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows. -Li Bai's "Xuanzhou Xielou Farewell School Book Shu Yun"

"Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk." -Lin Bu's "Xiao Mei Yi in the Mountain Garden"

Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun. -Li Shangyin's "Jinse"

The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. -Wei in Xixi Chuzhou

I entrust my sad thoughts to the moon, hoping to accompany you to the west of Yelang. -Li Bai, "I heard that Wang Changling moved to Longbiao, and sent this. "

Worried about adding new words. -Xin Qiji's Ugly Slave, Shuboshan Road in the Wall

At dusk, crows crow in the courtyard. Remember that man, Pear Blossom and Moon Bright. -The Little Mermaid by the cat, the east wind is swaying and the clouds are light.

Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the floor. -Xin Qiji's Ugly Slave, Shuboshan Road in the Wall

4. Metaphorically, the poem describing sadness is 1, and the sunset tower overlaps the mountains, not reaching more than half of leisure.

-Zhao Wei 2. But I looked at home and the twilight was fading? The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy. -Cui Hao 3, tearful eyes asked the flowers not to talk and flew over the swing.

-Ouyang Xiu's "Recent Flowers" 4. Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow, and they love going upstairs, saying that they are worried about new poems. Now I know the taste of sadness, and I want to talk about it, but I want to talk about it, but it is a cool autumn! -Xin Qiji's "Ugly Slave" 5. Xiao Xiaojiang spent his autumn on the river and made fun of leaving.

Half a stick will die, two lines of tears, a boat. -Zhang Xiaoxiang's "Eye-catching" 6. Please measure the water in the East China Sea to see the shallow sorrow.

-Li Zhi 7, helpless flowers fall, I seem to know Yan Gui, the small garden is lonely. -Yan Shu's "Huanxisha" 8. Willow cries in the courtyard at dusk, remember that person, pear blossoms under the moon.

-Chen Liang, "Young Beauty, East Wind, Light Cloud" 9. Don't lean on the fence alone, it is infinite, and it is easy to see when it is difficult. Running water is gone, and spring is gone.

-Li Yu's "Langtaosha" 10, thinking about dragons, hating dragons, and not giving up until the return date. -Bai Juyi's Sauvignon Blanc 1 1, sadness is drifting away, and the distance is like spring water.

-Ouyang Xiu's Walking on the Sand 12. The spring tide brought rain late and no one crossed the boat. -Wei Wuying's Xixi on Chuzhou 13 How much leisure do you have? Yichuan tobacco, city wind, plum yellow rain.

-He Zhu's Jade Case 14, thinking about it hurts even more, and the hatred in spring lasts longer. Dew touched the tears of Hunan bamboo, and the flowers fell more and more beautifully.

Sleep with fear and dreams and relax. There are few people in the backyard, and the moonlight is scattered.

-Tang Wei Zhuang's "Spring Sorrow" 15, flying freely is as light as a dream, and endless rain is as thin as sorrow. -Qin Guan's "Huanxisha" 16, hate is like spring grass, and it still exists.

-Li Yu 17, Mermaids shed pearl-like tears in the moonlight green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun. -Li Shangyin's "Jinse" 18 Leaves fall like the spray of a waterfall, and I watch the long river always roll forward.

-Du Fu's Ascending the Mountain 19 But before he could conquer it, he died, and the heroes cried on their coats from then on. -Du Fu's "Shu Xiang" 20, 10 years of life and death, I don't think about it, I will never forget the Xiao Xuan window, I am dressing up.

Looking after each other without words, there are only a thousand lines of tears-Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi" 2 1, the high-rise building in Yue Ming rests alone.

Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears. -Fan Zhongyan 22, a new word.

-Xin Qiji's "Ugly Slave, Shuboshan Road in the Middle Wall" 23. It's unforgettable to avoid sadness again. Sit in your heart at night and frost your temples.

No childe dream, partial into the traveler's intestines. Excuse me, Gao Xuanke, where is the land of drunkenness? -Tang Wei Zhuang "Regret for the Past" 24. Flowers from Shui Piao, a kind of acacia, two places of leisure.

-Li Qingzhao's "A Cut of Plums" 25. If you keep cutting, you will still be confused, which is parting. It's not just the general taste.

-Li Wei "Night Cry" 26. The phoenix tree is raining and dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence! -Li Qingzhao's "The Sound is Slow" 27. Where, before me, are all lost years? Behind me, where are the future generations? .

Only the boundless universe, boundless, can't stop the tears full of sadness. -Chen Ziang's "Youzhou Tower" 28, this situation can not be removed, only in the eyebrows, but in the heart.

-Li Qingzhao's "A Cut of Plums" 29. If you keep cutting, you will still be confused. It is parting. It's not just the general taste.

-Li Zhi's "Seeing Huan" 30. Don't worry, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. -Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flowers" 3 1, I send my heart a bright moon, and the wind reaches Yelangxi.

-Li Bai, "I heard that Wang Changling moved to the left, and Long Biao sent this" 32. But since the water is still flowing, even though we cut it with a sword, it is even more worrying to raise a glass to drown our sorrows. -Li Bai "Xuanzhou Xie Lou farewell school book Shu Yun" 33. Not leaning on the fence, infinite mountains and rivers.

It's easier to see when it's not. -Li Zhi 34, Mingyuelou rests alone, and the wine turns into acacia tears.

-Fan Zhongyan's "Plain Wood Cover" 35. The bright moon doesn't know whether it hates bitterness or not, and the oblique light goes to Xiao Chuanzhu Lake. -Yan Shu's "The Recent Flower" 36. Where the petals have flowed like tears, the lonely birds sang their grief.

-Du Fu's "Spring Hope" 37. Teenagers don't know the taste and fall in love with the floor. -Xin Qiji's "Ugly Slave, the Middle Wall of Shuboshan Road" 38. Pick up all the cold branches and refuse to live, and the lonely sandbar is cold.

-Su Shi's "operator" 39, leaning on dangerous buildings, looking at spring sorrow, the sky is dark. -Yan Shu's "butterfly lovers" 40, but since the water is still flowing, although we use the sword to cut, raise a glass to dispel our worries.

-Li Bai's "Xie Tiao Building Shu Yun Xuanzhou Farewell School Book" 4 1. Thin shadows are shallow, and the evening is fragrant. -Lin Bu's Xiao Mei in the Mountain Garden (I) 42. I won't regret that my belt is getting wider, and I will languish for Iraq.

-Yan Shu's Butterfly Lovers 43. If the two love each other for a long time, sooner or later. -Qin Guan's "Fairy on the Bridge" 44. Return to Zhu Jun with tears, and hate not to meet when you are unmarried.

-Zhang Ji's "Daughter Song Send Dongping Lishi Island" 45. The season wants dusk, and it is boring to rely on the door alone. -Wen Tingyun's Bodhisattva Man 46. How much sorrow can you have, just like a river flowing eastward.

-Li Wei's Yu Meiren, 47. It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it is also planned to be a canoe. I am afraid that the Shuangxi grasshopper will not move, and I have many worries. -Li Qingzhao's "Wuling Spring" 48. Everything is for nothing, and tears flow first.

-Li Qingzhao's "Wuling Spring Festival Evening" 49. I often get sick before I spend the day. I'm too lazy to dress up Zhu Yan in the mirror. -Ouyang Xiu's Dead Hua Lian 50. White hair and three thousands of feet, fate is like a long person.

-Li Bai's Song of Autumn Pu 5 1, the sky is clear and the dream is broken, and Zhu Yan changes in the mirror. Spring goes and spring comes, and there are thousands of worries like the sea.

-Qin Guan's "Millennium" 52, just to send the spring home, and send the gentleman home. If you catch up with spring in Jiangnan, you must stay in spring.

Crown Operator 53. The singer's song is not over yet, and people's sadness is increasing. Empty the post and pick the unintentional lamp.

-Tang Jianwu, "Night Sorrow" 54. How much leisure do you have? A stream of smoke, the wind in the city, the plum rain in the yellow. -He Zhang Zhi).

5. In ancient poems about sorrow, the metaphor of sorrow should be used in the poems: Changle slope gives people the word of sorrow, and pedestrians in the Tang Dynasty are divided into north and south roads, and the flowing water meets the fishing ditch from east to west.

I hate leaving the slope all day long, and Changle's fame is a long worry. One is that Cao Yemeng was as anxious as water and his white hair was as new as grass in the Tang Dynasty.

Look forward to the solstice of spring and give it back to others. Secondly, I am worried about the short grass and bright mountains and moons in Cao Ye in the Tang Dynasty.

That night, I woke up and the roof was crying. Thirdly, I'm worried that the temples in Cao Ye in the Tang Dynasty haven't been born yet. They are like the hair in the city.

Look at Linchuan, you can't swim in the water. Two sad poems on the river: on the river, Weng opens the door and breaks the grass to open the door.

I only worry about my children, but I don't feel old. The grass by the river has withered stems and leaves.

That would be great. There is no cold wave every night. I'm worried that Tang Cui will be uprooted in September and grass will fly on three sides.

Dust horses change color, frost and snow swords make clothes. On a cloudy night, I am riding home by the book post.

Yin Qinfeng is upstairs, still waiting for Chunhui. Worrying about Du Fu and Cao Jiang in the Tang Dynasty is called worrying about one's life every day. Martial arts is not a common thing.

The vortex heron is at the bottom of the bath, and the solitary flowers are distinct. Ten years of military darkness, foreign guests are old and lonely.

Whether Qinshan Mountain in Weishui can see or not will make people sick. It is even more important to worry about sitting in the vulgar field of Du Fu's Gao Zhai in the Tang Dynasty.

In October, the mountains are cold and heavy, and the lonely city is faint. There are many kinds, left bear.

I ran in fear all day and didn't dare to talk about the return date. I'm worried that the gathering and dispersion of Du Mu in the Tang Dynasty is intangible, and the ileum is self-shaped.

You can't stay in ancient and modern times, and you can't live without it. General Lu thought that the autumn was far away.

Who is more haggard, crying Qin Jing? Worry about Tang Du Fu's humble shed as a household. Jiangtong Goddess Pavilion is separated from Wangxiangtai.

Gradually cherish the old face, no siblings came. War and human affairs, looking back is sad.

In spring, Tang Hancong, the golden sun flew away, the jade rabbit also left, and the green temples remained forever. Qin E's sixteen words are like a string. He didn't solve the problem of being greedy for flowers and cherishing willows.

Wu Yuling geese have no news, and the water vows to grow green. I advise you not to go for a spring outing when you are young. Warm wind is thicker than wine when you are late.

On a rainy night, the Purple Pole Palace in Changsha sat alone in the Tang Dynasty, sitting in a deserted study, and the cave palace was heavy. Spring lanterns are accompanied by meditation, and the night rain is deeper.

The poor man doesn't know what will happen in the future. Right and wrong are at this time. Habitat destroyed his lifelong ambition, and when he hugged his knees, he sang for Fu Liang.

Li Chongsi, who was worried about the Tang Dynasty alone, heard that Chengdu wine could be had without money. I don't know how many fights it takes to sell it.

Two Poems of Hakka Sorrow in Tang Dynasty: Hakkas' Sorrow about the willow color is getting deeper and deeper every day. The rippling spring breeze, who knows that the calendar is chaotic.

The guest is worried about the willow color, and the spring day is long. By sending running water to Hunan, he continued to enter the emperor's hometown.

Li Tingbi, a sad poem in the Tang Dynasty, is hard to send and stay, and it's all over. Pan Yue worried about the silk in his temple, and he frowned sadly.

Long poems ride empty, and the sound of geese is far away. Many lovesickness don't meet, and wine awakens the moon like a hook.

Disappointed about the rain, send money to the doctor, Tang 60 thousand accumulated rain in succession, regardless of hunger and cold. Take care of your clothes, look at your elbows, and look in the mirror for words.

Nine mud seas, wet clouds in Qian Shan. Dragon Bell drives Money Festival, thinking of you everywhere.

"Spring Sorrow in the Tang Dynasty" Meng Jiao's spring objects are different from those when the sorrowful guests meet. So flowers leave new branches, and new tears fall on old clothes.

Lonely at dusk, floating and sinking together. Jiao, who was sad alone, was still far away the day before yesterday, and yesterday was white-haired.

Want to know how Wan Li feels, just stay in bed for half a month. I am always afraid of insects singing, which makes my grass rest.

The melancholy songs of Shi Jianwu's singers in the Tang Dynasty are endless, and people's melancholy is also increasing day by day. Empty the post and pick the unintentional lamp.

Worrying about Zhuang avoids worrying again, and it is unforgettable. Sit in your heart at night and frost your temples.

No childe dream, partial into the traveler's intestines. Excuse me, Gao Xuanke, where is the land of drunkenness? In spring, Wei Zhuang, who was worried about books, was hurt, and his hatred for it grew longer in spring.

Dew touched the tears of Hunan bamboo, and the flowers fell more and more beautifully. Sleep with fear and dreams and relax.

There are few people in the backyard, and the moonlight is scattered. Chunchouzhuang's own spring worries are killing his soul, and he can't bear to miss his grandson.

The falling flowers are silent and the rain is hazy, and no one in the deep courtyard leans against the door alone. Huangzhou evening sorrow Tang Xiangsi Zhuo Ling tears, overlapping from the west.

Even if it is cold at night, it can't be opened without warmth in spring. If there is no landing plan, it is advisable to give up Jichuan materials.

I would like to send it to the sky, and the wind will return to Wan Li. Worried about the long night in Tang Xu, he felt that his voice was late and often sang with his eyebrows.

The yellow leaves fall to urge the anvil to set the sun, and Zigui breaks his dream when he cries. Fei Ming went to cry a thousand lines of tears, and Cai Yan came back to comb her temples.

The Four Nobles cannot be recruited into the mountains, and the homeless are the most vulnerable. Tang threw mud, which caused deep sorrow.

Mo Yan's guests have no worries, but they must know how to worry and be sad. In Yu in the Tang Dynasty, Zhu Si worried about falling leaves and sang to herself.

Don't hate people who have no friends, but cultivate their nature and throw them into the sea. There is a sound outside the old man's car door, and there are many Taoist scrolls in front of the pillow.

Cloth will eventually become a passer-by, and green water and green mountains will eventually pass. Jiangling sent thousands of maple leaves to Antang in Xuan Ji, and the river bridge was hidden by sunset sails.

Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night.

6. Compared with the poem of "sorrow", there is one lovesickness and two leisure. There is no confidant in Li Qingzhao's A Piece of Plum, and no one in the world knows you.

Gao Shi's Don't Move Big asks how much leisure. A cloud of smoke, catkins flying all over the city, Huang Meiyu.

Zhu He's "Jade Box" fell into deep sorrow and obscure lament, and silence is better than sound-Don Bai Juyi.

Li Shangyin's Gift asks how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward. Yu Meiren by Li Yu 1: On a frosty night, Jiang Feng sleeps with anxiety. But I looked home, the twilight was getting thicker, and the mist of sadness was filled on the river waves; The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.

The fog is thick and the clouds are light, and it will always be sad. The brain sells golden beasts. The mighty sorrow is slanting from the sky, and the whip refers to the end of the world; I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation.

There is a poem in Li Shangyin's "Dedication" that "bananas don't show lilac knots, but they are worried about the spring breeze". Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow, but they worry about filling in new gifts. When does the Populus euphratica stop? Tears and sorrow have been broken first (Qian Yu Lou Chun), the moon is leaning on the floor, and the wine turns into acacia tears (Fan Zhongyan's Sumugai), and the sorrow has been broken, and I am drunk for no reason.

Tears come before wine. The night is deep, the lights are gone, the lights disappear between the lights, but I lean on the pillow and chat to sleep. This endless loneliness really makes the taste of loneliness similar.

Parting from sorrow is endless, and the distance is like spring water (Ouyang Xiu's Walking on the Sand), so Chunjiang is full of tears and melancholy (Qin Guan's Jiangchengzi). Yichuan smoke, the city is full of wind, Mei Huangyu (He Zhu's Jade Case) stares, adding new worries from now on (Li Qingzhao's "The Phoenix Tower Memories the Flute"). This time, how can a sad word be won (Li Qingzhao's Slow Voice)? It's hard to realize a dream and hate it. People who don't care don't like to hear it, and the empty steps fall.

(Si Wan Yong's "Sauvignon Blanc") Dongfeng Xie, with a subtle sense of joy and a melancholy mood, left Suo for several years. Wrong, wrong, wrong (Lu You's "Hairpin Phoenix") The evening is already lonely, and the wind and rain (operator) are the most bitter. If you don't lean on the dangerous fence, the sun will set, and the willow will bloom (Xin Qiji's "Fishing"). Where is spring, but I don't know where it will go (Xin Qiji's Zhu Yingtai)

Fall in love with the floor and worry about adding new words. Now that I know what it's like to worry, I want to talk about it.

I want to say that I'd better take a rest, but I feel that the autumn is crisp (Xin Qiji's Ugly Slave), and it's hard to get rid of my worries (Jiang Kui's Long Pavilion), and new green is born; This is a place that turns red with sadness. I remember that day when the door was covered with pear blossoms and the lights were cut late at night (Shi Dazu's Luo Qixiang), and I was worried that Cui Dai's eyebrows would be damaged. Flowers bloom alone every day (Shi Dazu's "Double Words"), spring is full of sorrow, the boat is rocking on the river, and the curtain is beckoning upstairs. Du Qiuniang and Tainiang Bridge.

The wind is floating and the rain is falling. When will you go home and wash your robe? The silver word is the tone, and the heart word is the fragrance.

Time can easily throw people away. Cherry turns red and plantain turns green (Jie Jiang's A Prune). Where is sadness synthesized? Autumn leaves people's hearts (Wu Wenying's Tang Duoling) and makes them sad (Gong Zizhen's Langtaosha). Spring worries gradually blow up, just like spring clouds (Jiang Chunlin's Willow Branches). Who will get it? The voice of sorrow (Wang's "Langtaosha") looks forward to the return of spring, which is even more silent (Wen's "Nearby"). Birds are screaming, flowers are splashing tears, and mountains and rivers are worried about locking spring. Windy autumn wind, waves in Dongting, waves under leaves: describe the breeze blowing.

Dongting: Dongting Lake, in the north of Hunan Province. Waves: microwave flooding.

Muye: Yellow leaves. Chu Ci of the Warring States Period Qu Yuan's "Nine Songs, Lady Xiang" is sorrowful and indignant! A bleak, withered grass, withered, if it is a long trip, the mountain climbing near the water will also be bleak: lonely, depressed.

Liao Li: Desolate. If you travel far away: It seems that people travel far away.

In the Warring States Period, Chu, Song and Yu argued that the autumn wind started, the vegetation turned yellow, and the geese returned to the south. The autumn wind in Liu Che is bleak, the weather is cool and the vegetation is exposed to frost. Wei Xing has many fallen leaves, so he knows it is autumn: Lvxiang Courtyard. Tao Jin Yuanming's "Appreciating Willow, Wood and Mulberry" is a new autumn night, graceful and graceful, and the moon will be far away: describing the length of the night.

Tingting: It's far away. In Tao Jin Yuanming's "Fire in June in Wushen", it shows the whereabouts of Furong Lou, Liu Yangyue, and Furong Shu: Lotus.

In the Southern Dynasties, Yan Qiu Si looked at the cold city, and Pingchu was in the cold city: the cold has invaded the city. Look: Look into the distance.

Pingchu: Ye Ping. Cangran: The appearance of lush vegetation.

Write two sentences about the scene of early autumn. In the Southern Dynasties, the pavilion "Looking at Xuancheng County" is under the leaves, and the pavilion is high in autumn: horizontal.

Konoha: Leaves. Dragon Head: The mountain name is between Shaanxi and Gansu today.

In the Southern Dynasties, Liang and Liu mixed the poem "On Dressing". The fog in Jincheng was low, and the grass under Yumen was low: the grass withered. Under the wood: leaves fall.

Jincheng: the name of an ancient county, between Yuzhong, Gansu and Xining, Qinghai. Yumen: Yumen Pass, in the west of Dunhuang, Gansu.

Write two sentences about the cold autumn scenery in the northwest. The autumn sounds of trees and trees in "Another Kind" written by the Southern Dynasty Cloud, and the autumn sounds of mountains and mountains in cold colors: autumn wind blowing, scattered vegetation, cold and noisy.

North's Epitaph of Bulugu's Family, the Lady of Zhou Qiaocheng, was written by Wei Jiuyue: auxiliary words, meaningless. Foreword: season.

Don Wang Bo's Preface to the Autumn Pavilion: The sunset and the lonely Qi Fei are the same: the name of the bird, the wild duck. Qi Fei: The sun sets from the sky, and I am lonely from bottom to top, competing with Qi Fei.

A color: the water in autumn is blue, and the sky is blue, reflecting the water and forming a color. Don Wang Bo's "Preface to Autumn Farewell" is full of autumn, and the mountains are only brilliant. Tang's Wild Hope hangs on a different scene in the forest, and the autumn color is like Luo Yangchun's Early Autumn. The mountains are cold and blue, and the autumn water flows all day: the sound of running water.

Wei's "Farewell to Wangchuan" describes the scenery in late autumn in the following two sentences: the white stone rises in the west of Beijing, and the red leaves are sparse: the stream falls, the white stone dew falls, and the red leaves fall, leaving little. Wei's Poem on Two Que Inscriptions in the Mountain is full of autumn bamboo, and the cool Wuling Song and Tang Dynasties' Poem Looking at Qinchuan is full of autumn leaves, and the night pearl curtain is not frosted. Tang Wang Changling's "Five Poems of Long Xin Qiu": "The phoenix tree in the golden well is full of autumn leaves, and the curtain of the night pearl is not frosted.

Jade pillow jade pillow looks like a withered face, lying on your back and worrying about listening to the south temple-style leaking face. "Cold pool reflects Bai Yue, and autumn rain is covered with moss. Don Liu Changqing's Youxiu Zen.

7. What is the metaphor of "sorrow" in an ancient poem? Teenagers don't know the taste of worry, fall in love with the floor, fall in love with the floor, and say that worry gives new words. Now that I know what it's like to worry, I want to talk about it. I want to say, I'm still resting, but I know it's cold and autumn is here! -Xin Qiji's "Ugly Slave" book Boshan Road Middle Wall

Xin Qiji (1140-1207 65438+1October 3) was born in Licheng County, Jinan East Road, Shandong Province (now Sifengzha Village, Yao Qiang Town, Licheng District, Jinan City), a bold poet in the Southern Song Dynasty in China, and was known as the dragon in words. Xin Qiji was born in Jin. He is a teenager who resists the return of gold to Song Dynasty. He served as an envoy of Jiangxi and Fujian. Posthumously presented to Shi. There are more than 600 existing ci poems, and strong patriotism and fighting spirit are the basic ideological contents of his ci poems. The artistic style is diverse, mainly bold. Passionate, generous and tragic, with strong brushwork. The famous ci poems are Shuidiao Tou, Fishing, Manjianghong (living in the south of the Yangtze River), Qinyuanchun, Xijiangyue (in the middle of Huangsha Road at night) and so on.

1 16 1 year, since the age of 22, Xin Qiji led more than 2,000 hometown brothers to revolt against the gold. He takes revenge on national humiliation and regaining lost ground as his lifelong career. Twenty years later, he became an iron horse and swallowed Wan Li like a tiger. However, when people reach middle age, they are repeatedly vilified and remain idle for 20 years until they die of grief and indignation. From 1 18 1 to 1207, he basically lived a leisurely life in Daihu Lake in Shangrao and Piaoquan in Qianshan, during which he was employed and dismissed for six years, and traveled between Renshang and Daihu and Piaoquan in Fujian, Zhejiang and Jiangsu. Those who live in the lake also go to Park Springs for a short stay. Piaoquan is the final destination of this patriotic poet after crossing the south.