What are the poems that describe "fear"?

Children's Fishing

Tang Dynasty: Hu Lingneng

A child with a shaggy head is learning fishing, sitting sideways with strawberries and moss reflected on his body. ?

Passers-by asked me to wave, fearing that I would be frightened and ignored.

Chao Tianzi·Ching the Trumpet

Ming Dynasty: Wang Pan

Trumpet, suona, small tunes and loud tunes. The traffic of official ships is chaotic, and it all depends on you to raise your voice. (Suona, one work: Suo Na; Sound Value, one work: Net Worth)

The army is worried when they hear it, and the people are afraid when they hear it. Where can I tell what is true and what is false?

What you see blows over this house and hurts that house, just blow all the water and make the geese fly away!

Shuilongyin·Dengjiankang Shangxin Pavilion

Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

The Chu sky is thousands of miles clear, and the water goes with the sky and the autumn is boundless. The eyes are far away, offering sorrow and hatred, jade hairpin and snail bun. The sunset above the building, in the sound of broken bells, wanderers from the south of the Yangtze River. I looked at Wu Gou and took pictures of the railings, but no one understood me. (The first work of the railing: Linggan)

Don’t say that the perch is worthy of winning. When the west wind blows, will the season eagle return? Asking for fields and houses, fearing that he should be embarrassed to see you, Liu Lang is talented. It's a pity that the passing years, the sorrow and wind and rain, the trees are like this! Who calls Qian, with red scarf and green sleeves, to find the hero's tears!

Taking fish·can better eliminate several storms

Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

Chunxi Jihai, moved from Hubei to Hunan, and his fellow official Wang Zhengzhi bought wine The small mountain pavilion is a gift.

More winds and rains can be eliminated, and spring returns in a hurry. Cherish the spring and fear that the flowers will bloom early, not to mention the countless red flowers. When I live in spring, I see that there is no way back for the fragrant grass at the end of the world. Resenting the spring is silent. Even though I am only diligent, I paint the cobwebs on the eaves and fly catkins all over the place.

It’s a matter of Nagato’s affairs, but the date of the wedding was planned incorrectly. Mo Mei was once jealous. Even if you spend thousands of gold to buy a gift like a gift, who will complain about this feeling? Don’t dance. If you don’t see me, the jade rings and flying swallows will be dust! Idle sorrow is the most painful! Don't go and lean on the dangerous railing. The setting sun is setting, and the smoke and willows are breaking your heart.

Hunan Spring Night Moon·Near the Qingming Festival

Song Dynasty: Huang Xiaomai

Near the Qingming Festival. The soul of the green bird disappears on the branch. It's a pity that all the clear songs are given to the dusk. I want to kiss the willow flowers and whisper, but I am afraid that the willow flowers will be frivolous and will hurt the spring. When I travel and stay in Chuxiang, I feel tender and farewell. Who can be with me? ?

The empty bottle weeps at night, the green mountains are silent, and the waning moon is at the door. In front of the jade tower, there is only a wave of Xiangshui, swaying Xiangyun. The sky is long and the dream is short. When I ask about the time, I will see the peach root again. This time, there is no one in the world who can cut off the traces of sorrow in my heart.

Yong Yu Le·The setting sun melts gold

Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

The setting sun melts gold, the dusk clouds merge together, where are the people. The willows are dyed with thick smoke, and the plum flute is played with resentment, and I know how much spring is coming. During the Lantern Festival, the weather is harmonious and there is no wind or rain. Come to greet him, bring him a car and a BMW, and thank him for his wine, friends, and poets.

It is a prosperous day in Zhongzhou, and there is a lot of free time for the boudoir, so remember to focus on the three or five. Paved with emerald crowns, twisted with golden snow willows, and clustered with ribbons to help Chu. Now I am haggard, my hair is covered with frost, and I am afraid of going out at night. It's better to go under the curtain and listen to people's laughter.

Han Gong Chun·Plum Blossoms

Song Dynasty: Chao Chongzhi

The elegant river plum blossoms spread out towards the bamboo tops sparsely, with two or three branches spread horizontally. Dongjun doesn't cherish it either, he is bullied by snow and frost. Ruthless swallows are afraid of cold spring and miss the flowering period. But there is a time when the wild geese come back every year. ?

The clear and shallow stream is like a stream. What does the jade hall look like? The thatched cottage has sparse fences. After the sad old friend passed away, new poems were neglected. Weiyun Danyue, to Jiang Tian, ??who will pay him. Empty self-remembering, the fragrance has not diminished, the romance is not known to others.

Jinluqu·Feelings on the Anniversary of the Death of My Wife

Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

When will this hatred end? The steps are empty, the rain breaks in the colder weather, and the weather is full of flowers. The soul has been dreaming for three years, and it is time to wake up from the dream. Materials are also felt, and the world is tasteless. It is not as dusty as the night platform, deserted and a place of sorrow. The promise was abandoned.

If there is a Pisces in Chongquan. I wish I could know him, who I can depend on for all my joys and sorrows over the years. I have turned sideways since the middle of the night, and I can't bear to listen to the Xiang string and pay attention to it. When we get married, we will know him for life. I'm also afraid that both of them will die, and if they meet again, they will live in the wind for a long time. The tears are gone and the paper is ashes.

Picking mulberry seeds·The affectionate moon should laugh at me

Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

The affectionate moon should laugh at me and laugh at me now. Disappointing the heart of spring, walking alone and singing alone.

Recently, I am afraid that talking about current affairs will cause trouble. The moon is shallow and the lamp is deep, where can I find the clouds in my dreams?

Nian Nujiao·Mei

Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

Sparse and light, asking who, it is comparable to the innocent color. Laughing to kill Dong Jun is a false presumption, so many Zhu Zhu are in vain. The snow is gentle and the waterside is bright and beautiful, without taking advantage of the power of spring. The bones are fragrant and tender, completely different from nature and wonder. ?

I remember that the bamboo basket is cold and light, people fall asleep at the window, and the jade fiber is picked lightly. Wandering to the end of the world, I am thin and thin, but I still have the standards of the past. Thousands of miles of wind and smoke, a stream of frost and moon, I am not afraid of bullying him. It is better to go back and have personal memories in Langyuan.

Reduced characters Mulan·On the flower seller

Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

On the flower seller. I bought a branch of spring ready to bloom. Tears stain lightly. There are still traces of Tongxiaxiao dew. ?

Panlang guessed. Slave noodles are not as good as flower noodles. The hairpin on the temples is slanted. The apprentice wants to teach Lang how to compare and see.

Magnolia Flowers Slowly·Poor Today’s Moon

Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

Drinking in the Mid-Autumn Festival was about to end, and the guest said that the poems of the predecessors had poems about waiting for the moon but not sending the moon. Because of using the style of "Tianwen".

Poor tonight, where can I go? Is it a different world, only seen over there, with light and shadow to the east? It's outside the sky.

The sky is full of sweat, but the wind blows brightly to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival? Who can tie the flying mirror without roots? If Chang'e doesn't marry, who will stay?

It is said that there is no reason to go through the bottom of the sea, and being in a trance makes people sad. Afraid of thousands of miles of whales, the Jade Palace and the Qiong Tower will be destroyed vertically and horizontally. A toad is so worthy of bathing in the water. How can a jade rabbit explain the ups and downs? If everything is fine, how come it gradually becomes like a hook?

Tang Duoling·Farewell

Song Dynasty: Wu Wenying

Where does sorrow come from. Leave people's hearts in autumn. Even if there is no rain, the plantains will still be sizzling. They all say that the weather is good in the evening, and there is a bright moon, so I am afraid of going upstairs. ?

I am dreaming of resting in my old age. The flowers are empty and the smoke is flowing. Yan resigned and returned, but the guest still stayed. Weeping willows do not hang around the skirt. Long time is a boat trip.

The river is red and the Mid-Autumn Festival is far away

Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

Go up to the west tower quickly, fearing that the sky will release and the floating clouds will cover the moon. But the jade-fiber horizontal pipe burst with a blow. Whoever makes curling cools the world has the most pity for the jade ax repair season. Ask Chang'e, does Gu Ling have any worries? Ying Huafa.

The clouds are full of liquid and the cup is slippery. Lift up your long sleeves and sing loudly. Sigh, eighty-nine times out of ten, the desire is still lacking. I hope that on such a long night, the favor may not be the same as farewell. Turn the past and separation into joy and say it when you return.

Water Dragon Song·Crossing the Shuangxi Tower of Nanjian

Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

Raising his head to the floating clouds in the northwest, he must lean against the sky thousands of miles away with a long sword. People say that this place can be seen late at night, with the glory of bullfights. I feel that the mountains are high, the pond is empty and the water is cold, and the moon and stars are pale. The rhinoceros is about to burn and look down, but it is afraid when leaning on the railing. The wind and thunder are angry, and the fish and dragons are miserable.

The gorge is opposite to the Cangjiang River, and when you pass the dangerous building, you want to fly but still hold back. Yuanlong is old! You might as well lie down high and curl up on the mat to cool down. The rise and fall of the ages, the sorrow and laughter of a hundred years, can be seen in a moment.

I asked who was unloading the sails on the beach and tying them to the sun cable?