Poems about the sadness under the moon

1. A statement describing the beauty of the moon ★ The tired moon hides in the clouds and rests, leaving only a few stars as if on sentry duty.

★ The moon hangs obliquely in the sky, smiling, and the stars are crowded with the Milky Way, blinking.

★ A full moon rises, like a bright lamp, hanging high in the sky.

★ The moon opened its eyes wide and looked kindly at the villages and fields, much like a polished copper plate.

★ As the full moon rises, a soft smile appears on her silvered face.

★ The bright full moon has been lifted to the sky by the distant blue mountain.

★ The moon is round, like a spinning wheel, spinning her romantic reverie.

★ An apricot full moon climbed out of the mountain mouth and threw its reflection into the lake.

★ The full moon is like a yellow lantern, lifted from the eastern horizon and hung in the sky.

★ At night, the full moon rises, and a piece of peace shines on the earth with the silver moonlight.

★ The moon rises gradually. She is dressed in a long white gauze dress, quiet and serene, gentle and generous. Her silver face left a gentle smile through the willow branches.

★ The moon is like a newly married daughter-in-law. Just coming from the eastern horizon, she shyly got into the leaves and hid.

★ The moon is like a weather-beaten old man, slowly combing the glistening moonlight.

★ The moon is like a shy girl, hiding in the clouds for a while, lifting the veil to reveal her charming face for a while, and the whole world is immersed in the dreamy silver gray by moonlight.

★ The moon is so bright that it turns the earth into snow blue, and trees, houses and streets are like a layer of mercury.

★ At the western end of the forest outside the door, the hanging first quarter moon has turned into a golden watermelon, not a curved eyebrow.

★ In the morning, the waning moon is like a pebble that has lost its luster and is thrown in the horizon.

★ A crescent moon is like a white pear, quietly blooming in the light blue sky.

★ The night sky is starry, and the moon is like a fishing boat, as if sailing in a wide silver river.

★ The moon is like a bow, winding in the sky.

★ A crescent moon rises from the distant forest. It's as white as freshly extracted silver.

★ A crescent moon, like a silver sickle, sticks out from the dark mountain peak.

★ A crescent moon rises, like a jade carving banana embedded in the sky, with bright blue light.

★ A crescent moon is like a boat, with its pointed bow facing upwards, rowing on the calm lake in the middle of the night, which gives me a feeling.

★ A crescent moon hangs high in the deep blue sky, and the clear water shines on the earth.

★ The crescent moon is like a golden boat moored among the branches.

★ Half the moon hangs obliquely on the top of the locust tree, like an orange petal.

★ The moon is as small as a hairpin and intoxicating.

★ A hazy moon is emerging from the cicada-like transparent clouds in the forest, shining with silver brilliance.

★ A silver hook in the night sky sheds infinite brilliance.

★ The crescent moon is curved like a girl's mouth with a sweet smile.

★ Under the crescent moon and above the willow tip, there are a pair of stars like the eyes of a smiling fairy, teasing the curved crescent moon and swaying willow branches.

The crescent moon is like a silver boat.

★ The curved crescent moon outside the window looks like chrysanthemum petals in the blue night sky.

★ The curved crescent moon shuttles through the thin clouds, like barracuda, lively and lovely.

★ The crescent moon is like a girl's eyebrows, winding in the pure air.

★ The moon rises, flushed and dizzy, as if someone had stirred up a red lantern from the eastern horizon.

★ The moon has risen, like a freshly dehydrated ice tray with no dust.

★ Moon girl got up, as if talking quietly with the little stars around her.

★ A full moon is rising in Ran Ran, and the silvery moonlight reflects a few feathery clouds, which is beautiful.

★ The rising moon hangs on the top of the mountain. Although pale as a cloud, it is getting brighter all the time.

★ The moon went out to sea. At the moment of flying, it seems to jump suddenly and be splashed all over by waves, so that the affectionate sea can wash it and make it bright and clean.

★ A ray of clear and soft moonlight shines on the windowsill through the window, just like silver plating.

★ The moonlight hangs down from the window like a silver soft yarn.

★ The moonlight passed through the shade, leaving a glittering and translucent jade.

★/the full moon on kloc-0/5 is like a snowball, embedded in the dark blue night sky, which is particularly bright.

★ Leng Yue hangs its branches high, and the bare branches are rustled by the cold wind.

The moon in early winter, cold, pours ice-like Yin Hui from the west.

2. The beautiful poem "Burying Flowers" about emotions, flowers are flying all over the sky, who pity the red incense? The hair is soft and floating in the spring pavilion, and the falling wool touches the embroidered curtain.

The daughter in the boudoir cherishes the spring dusk and is full of nowhere to complain; Hoe out the embroidered curtain with your hands and endure falling flowers again and again. Willow pods come from wheat straw, regardless of peach floating and Li Fei; Peach and plum will be released next year. Who will be in the boudoir next year? When the fragrant nest was first built in March, Liang Jianyan was so heartless! Although you can peck flowers and hairs next year, it is impossible for people to go to the empty nest! 360 days a year, the wind and sword are pressing; When will it shine? Once you drift, it's hard to find.

Flowers are easy to see but hard to find, and the person who buried them was killed in front of the steps; Stealing flowers and hoes and crying alone, watching the blood stains on the branches in the sky. The cuckoo was silent at dusk, and the lotus hoe returned to cover the heavy door; When the blue light shone on the wall, people began to sleep, but the window was not warm.

Blame the farmer's double depression, half pity and half trouble; The flowing spring suddenly moves towards trouble and even silence. Last night, a sad song was played outside the court. Do you know it is a flower soul and a bird soul? The bird's soul is always hard to stay, and the bird is ashamed of itself. May Nong have wings this day and fly to the end of the day with flowers.

The day is over! Where is Xiangshan? There is no trick, a cup of pure land protects the wind; It's better to be clean than trapped in a ditch. I am going to die and be buried, but I don't know when Nong will die. The man who buried the flowers is laughing today, but who did he know when he buried them? Just watch the spring flowers gradually fall, it is the time when the beauty dies of old age; There is no sad song for me, I don't know what happened.

3. What are the classic sad poems about the moon? 1, I think in a quiet night, Li Bai, the foot of my bed is so bright, can it be frosted already? .

I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. 2, "Jade Family" Tang Libai Her jade steps were cold and dew, and the bottom of the silk was wet. She lingered there for so long.

Go back to my room and put down the crystal curtain, still looking at the exquisite moon through the curtain. 3, "Qiupu Song XIII" Tang Li Bai Lishui Qing Yue, the moon egrets fly.

Lang listened to the girl picking ling and returned with a nocturne. 4, "Drinking the Moon Alone" Tang Li Bai from from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drink alone. No one is with me.

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

5, "Guan Shanyue" Tang Li Bai bright moon hanging high in heaven, the vast sea of clouds. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.

At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai. This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive.

The soldiers turned and looked at the border, thinking of home with longing eyes. The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.

6. "Drinking asking for the moon" When will the clear sky and bright moon of Tang Li Bai come? Stop for a drink today and ask: the moon is unattainable, and the moon goes with people? As bright as a flying mirror, has the green smoke gone out? But when you see the night coming from the sea, would you rather know that it is going to the clouds? The moon is on the white rabbit's back, autumn and spring, and who is the neighbor of Chang's lonely life? Now people are not seen in Gu Yue, but in this month they took the ancients. The ancients said, if people are running water, they look at the bright moon.

Just look at the glass and sing loudly, and the moonlight can grow in a golden cup. 7, "Jiande Night Sleeping" Tang Meng Haoran My boat moored in the fog, and at dusk, the memories of the old days began.

The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. 8, "Month" Tang Xiaoru hook, the fan was flown by the Han fleet.

Thin shadows will be round. How many places in the world can you see them? 9. "Looking at the moon and thinking about a distance" The bright moon in Jiuling, Zhang Tang, is now full of sea, and the horizon is * * * at this time. People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.

Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes. You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.

10 "Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night" Tang Du Fu's wanderer listens to the drums and autumn geese. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!

Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.

1 1, an autumn evening in the mountains, an empty mountain after the Tang Dynasty, standing in the autumn evening. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.

The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.

12, staying alone in the Tang Dumu Inn, I am locked with 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.

13, "The Old Friend Tea Narration" Tang Jian refers to the outside of Jiuhua Camp, with the title of Yujing. When the moon opens, there is the sound of disorderly springs underground.

Invite monks in the middle of the night and cook the moon with lonely songs. The blue sky is heavy and broken, and the fragrance is light and the flowers are light.

All the six fu-organs sleep, and the number of poems is clear. I didn't dare to spend money after the month, so I supported it with my elbow.

14 "Song of Mujiang" Tang Yang is in the sky, half river rustling, half river red. On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow.

15, "Frost Moon" Tang Li Shangyin first heard that there was no cicada in the wild goose, and a hundred feet of water met the sky. The frost goddess and the moon are not afraid of the cold, and they are more beautiful and pure in the cold and frost recreation.

16, Man Xing, a song of Du Fu in Tang Dynasty, is only a few feet away from the river, and lanterns shine at night. The heron in the sand head is silent, and the fish in the stern are screaming.

17 "Bo Qinhuai" Tang Dumu smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, night parking near Qinhuai restaurant. Strong women in business don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing backyard flowers across the river.

18, "Night Sleeping by the Maple Bridge" On the frosty night in the Tang Dynasty, the fishermen in the river wind are worried. In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.

19, "Farewell on a Moonlight Night" Tang Liye makes people speechless, the moon is silent, there is light, and people are affectionate. Don't miss people like the bright moon, water city between clouds.

20. "Jiang Lou Qing" Tang Zhaowei went to Jiang Lou alone to meditate, and the moonlight was like water. Where are all the people who come to play with the moon? The scenery is vaguely like last year.

2 1, "Looking at the Moon on Fifteen Nights" cries in the atrium of the Tang Dynasty, and the osmanthus is silent and wet. Tonight, people are looking forward to it. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si? 22, "Moonlit Night on the Spring River" Zhang Tang Xu Ruochun's river tide is even in the sea, and the sea is bright and bright.

I drift thousands of miles, where there is no moonlight by the river? The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel. Frost flows in the air, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion.

There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a lonely moon in the sky. Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year? Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar year after year.

I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water. The white clouds have gone, and Qingfeng is at a loss.

Who will go boating tonight? Where do you miss Mingyue Building? Poor people wander upstairs for the moon, so they should leave someone to fill the mirror. The curtain of the jade pot could not be rolled up, but it was brushed back on the anvil.

At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month. Hongyan flies in the sky, and fish Long Qian jumps in the water.

Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and the poor spring had not returned. In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls in the moon and the west.

The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is infinite. I wonder how many people will return every month. Falling flowers shake trees all over the river.

23, "Health Mist" Tang Niu Xi Ji New Moon is like an eyebrow, no reunion. Red beans are unsightly and full of acacia tears.

Peach pulp is cracked all day long, and benevolence is in my heart. Sooner or later, the two partition flowers will tie the knot.

24, "tease" Tang Dai Shulun grass, grass, grass for the old soldiers. The mountains in the south and the mountains in the north are all snowy, sunny and bright in Wan Li.

Mingyue, Mingyue, Hu Jia is so sad. 25. "Bodhisattva Man" Whose flute is the plum blossom in Tangfengyan Temple, and the cloud condenses in the middle of the night.

I haven't finished eating the pillow, and the people in Guanshan haven't returned it yet. The sound is bitter, and the clouds break the frost and the moon.

There are heavy curtains under the moonlight and the breeze is full of flowers. 26, "Hui Huan" Tang Lizhen went to the West Building without saying a word, the moon was like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locked in the clear autumn.

Cut constantly, the reason is still chaotic, it is sadness, don't have a taste in your heart. 27, "Mid-Autumn Festival Full Moon" Song Sushi's twilight clouds are full of cold, silently turning to the jade plate.

If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year? 28. When did Song Sushi have a bright moon? I take my glass from a distance.

I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time. I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade.

Dance to find the shadow, what is it like! The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone? People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon has yin and yang, and there are gains and losses. Nothing is perfect, even in the past.

I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away. 29, "Spring Night" Wang Song Ann's golden stove incense embers, cool breeze.

Spring bothers me that I can't sleep, and the moon moves the railing. 30, "Fairy" Zhang Song Xianshui adjusted the number of voices and listened to the wine.

Woke up at noon drunk and worried. Send Chunchun to several places.

4. About the poem "Under the Moon, Nangezi is as alive as a snow sieve"

Year: Song Author:

Living like a sieve, Fang Xin has feet. Who doesn't have to follow the clouds? If the monk is under the moon, knock at the door. There are many broken giant bamboos, but few residual plum blossoms. I told Lord Shen Lin. Clear the path in front of the Banqiao and wait for us.

Send to Xu Guangwen.

Year: Song Author: Deng Shen

I'm still in the wilderness, and I know you'll come back to live.

Qiu Lai Ceng Zui: No, there are poems under the moon.

The two places are thousands of miles apart, and they look at each other differently.

You can forget the old debt, but you must use five words to chase it.

I'm so happy.

Year: Song Author: Wang Yang

Jiangdong curtain guest Jiangxi collectors, each over fifty.

Once you get rid of the dust and dream about it, you will return to the outside world.

In the smoke, the boat spends the wine before, and the chess in the bamboo sounds like poetry in the moon.

The scenery might as well be all old, just as white as silk.

Drunk and drunk, drinking drama books under the moon.

Year: Song Author:

Dust without my horse, broken martingale poetry.

There are mountains and rivers in the poem, so I don't feel that I am in the capital.

Dismount and knock on the door to find Yuan Zizhi.

Want to sweep away fame and fortune, laugh at the ravine.

Sitting on the east eaves without felt, the north wind blows wine.

The crab and claws persuaded each other to pay and fell out of the car without hesitation.

Listening to the applause and chanting of the public is tragic and weird.

See the public drunk, the mountain falls, and don't send guests home.

It is good for guests to return to their hometown, and the moonlight follows the four directions.

Writing poetry under the moon is light in ink.

I don't know rhyme all my life, so I'd like to talk about it.

Clear pronunciation and mellow voice, people who know it must not scoff.

Watching orchids with friends

Year: Song Author: Zhao Youzhi

Penzer used to be a chrysanthemum fan, and now he wants to order Meng Lan.

Three glasses of wine are spilled into lace, and a poem falls on the moon.

Meet Lang Zhenzhou for the first time.

Year: Ming Author: Yuan Zhongdao

The dragon throws the residual beans, and the little hen hates the old branches.

When I have an official who still abandons me, I am sad to lose my direction.

There are thousands of poems under the moon, and a glass of wine before flowers.

I don't hate my degradation, but I know each other in the same spirit.

5. The complete love poems about the moon The poems describing love with the moon in ancient Tang poetry are as follows.

1, Bai Shu Crow Atrium, Coody Leng Silent Wet Osmanthus fragrans. Tonight, the moon is full of hope, and I don't know who Qiu Si will fall into. Wang Jian's "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights"

2, mica screen candle shadow is deep, the long river gradually falls and the stars sink. Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night. Chang Li E Shang Yin

3, the moon, now full of the sea, the end of the world at this time. Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night! Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes. You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams. Looking at the moon reminds me of a distant Zhang Jiuling.

4, the first time I heard the geese, there was no cicada, and it was a hundred feet high. The frost goddess and the moon are not afraid of the cold, and they are more beautiful and pure in the cold and frost recreation. Li Shangyin's Frost Moon

5, the autumn is crisp and the moon is hanging, and Guanghua is wet. The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in. The courtyard is sparsely shaded, and the sound of the neighboring night is urgent. What is the ceremony? Look at the sky and stand. Meng Haoran's Autumn Night under the Moon

6, the water pattern is precious and thoughtful, and it takes a thousand miles to rest. From then on, there is no good night, let him go down to the west wing in the bright moon. Yi Lee, write about love.

7. Alone at the bottom of the river, the moonlight is like water. Where are the people who came to see the moon together? The scenery is vaguely like last year. Xiao Zhao, I feel old.

8. Bai Shu rooster crows in the atrium, frost and silent wet osmanthus. Tonight, people are looking forward to it. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si? Wang Jian's "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights"

9, Xiao Niang's face is thin and difficult to win tears, and peach leaves are long and susceptible. The glory of the land is three points, lovely Yangzhou, and you actually accounted for two points. Memory of Xu Ning in Yangzhou

10, the moon, now at sea, Tianya * * * at this time. People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones. Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes. You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams. Looking at the moon reminds me of a distant Zhang Jiuling.

6. A beautiful poem has no beloved night since then, so let it go to the West Building under the bright moon. -Yi Lee wrote about love.

I hate finding incense too late, and I have seen it a few years ago. -Du Mu's farewell poem

I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq. -Liu Yong

Ask the world what love is and teach life and death. -Yuan Haowen Qiu Yan Ci

Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed. Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be. -Tang

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. There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! . -Tang Li Shangyin

I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq. -Liu Yong

Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? . -Li Shangyin

Endless acacia tears cast red beans, endless spring flowers bloom all over the building. -Cao Xueqin

I've been heartbroken since we broke up last time. Now I can only meet you in my dream. My love, except the moon in the sky, who knows? -Wei Zhuang

I miss you twice all day, and I am exhausted for you. -Wen

7. Sad and beautiful poems. First of all, I recommend the poems of Chai Toufeng and Nalan Rong Ruo.

Lu You and Li Wan's Hairpin Phoenix, also known as Folding Hong Ying. Sixty words, seven rhymes above, seven rhymes below, two rhymes above and two rhymes below.

The voice was sad and tense. Many poets in ancient and modern times have created many famous poems with this tune.

The Beijing opera Hairpin Phoenix is a love story about a poet. Luyou hairpin is red and crisp, and the wine is yellow.

Willow trees on the palace wall in spring in the city. 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 as old as ever, and people are empty and thin. Tears flooded her face.

Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion. Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu.

Momomo. Tang Wan, a hairpin, has a thin world and poor human feelings.

Rain makes flowers fall easily at dusk. 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. A sick soul is often like a thousand ropes.

The horn sounded cold and the night was hazy. Afraid of being asked questions, swallow your tears and pretend to be happy.

Hide, hide, hide. Lu You and Tang Wan have a Shen Garden in Shaoxing, Zhejiang.

During the Southern Song Dynasty, it was called Yin Shan. Legend has it that a long time ago, there were two poems named "Feng Feng" on the powder wall of Shenyuan Garden. It is said that the first poem was written by Lu You, a famous poet, and the second poem was written by Lu You's ex-wife Tang Wan.

Although these two queci poems are written by different people, they are filled with the same feelings and helplessness, because they both tell a sad love story-Tang Wan and Lu You's Shen Yuan dream. Lu You was a famous patriotic poet in the Southern Song Dynasty.

He was born in a wealthy scholarly family in Yang Shan, Yuezhou. In his childhood, when the Jin people invaded the south, he often fled with his family. At this time, his mother's uncle Cheng Tang and his family had a lot of contacts with Lujia.

Tang Cheng has a daughter named Tang Wan and her name is Huixian. She has been quiet and elegant since childhood, but she is not good at words but understanding. Lu you, who is similar in age, hit it off very well. They are childhood friends and bosom friends. Although in the war, two inexperienced teenagers still spent a pure and beautiful time together.

As they grow older, a lingering feeling gradually arises in their hearts. In their youth, Lu You and Tang Wan were both good at poetry, and they often poured out their hearts through poetry. Before and after the flowers, they sang poems to each other. Their beautiful figures were in pairs, just like a pair of colorful butterflies dancing among the flowers, and their eyes were full of happiness and harmony.

The two parents and all relatives and friends also thought that they were a match made in heaven, so the Lu family took a beautiful heirloom as a keepsake and booked Tang's marriage. As an adult, Tang Wan became the daughter-in-law of Lujia.

Since then, Lu You and Tang Wan have been deeply in love and addicted to their world. I don't know what imperial examinations, fame and fortune, and even family members are temporarily forgotten. At this time, Lu You has been promoted, but this is only the first step to become an official. Next, he will go to Lin 'an to take the "lock-in exam" and the does exam.

The newly married Yaner's land tour lingers in the gentle village, and she has no time to take care of the exam homework. Lu You's mother, Tang, is a dignified and bossy woman.

She is looking forward to her son being admitted to the top scholar, taking the official position and shining brilliantly. Seeing the present situation, she was greatly dissatisfied. She reprimanded Tang Wan several times as an aunt, and even reprimanded her several times as a mother-in-law, ordering her to put her husband's future in the imperial examination first and be indifferent to her children.

However, the relationship between Lu and Tang was deep, and the situation did not improve significantly. Because of this incident, Lumu was disgusted with her daughter-in-law, and thought that Tang Wan was really the jinx of the Tang family, which would delay her son's future.

So she went to the boundless buddhist nun in the suburbs and asked the nuns in buddhist nun to predict their fate for the sake of their children and daughter-in-law. Miao calculated and said seriously, "Tang Wan and Lu You don't match. First, it is misled and will eventually die. "

Lumu was scared out of her wits. She hurried home, called Lu You and forced him to say, "Set a piece of paper and divorce Tang Wan, or I will die with her." This sentence is undoubtedly a bolt from the blue and shocked Lu You.

Lu You, who has always been filial, had no choice but to swallow her tears in the face of her resolute mother. Forced by her mother's life, Lu You had to promise to send Tang Wan back to her family.

This situation seems unreasonable today, and the feelings of two people are not allowed to interfere with others. But in China's ancient society, which advocated filial piety, the mother's life was the imperial edict, and it was impossible for her son to get it.

In this way, a pair of affectionate mandarin ducks will be torn apart by unreasonable filial piety, secular merits and emptiness. Lu You and Tang Wan were inseparable, reluctant to leave, and could not get together. So they quietly built another courtyard to house Tang Wan, and went to visit them when they had the chance to tell the story of lovesickness.

But the paper can't wrap the fire, and the shrewd mother Lu soon noticed. They were strictly ordered to cut off contacts and marry another docile and filial daughter for Lu You, completely cutting off the long-term love relationship between Lu and Tang.

In desperation, Lu You had to pick up his bitter water. Under the urging of his mother, he resumed the imperial examination and studied hard for three years. At the age of 27, he left his hometown of Yin Shan and went to Lin 'an to take the "Lock-up Examination". In Lin 'an, Lu You won the appreciation of Lu Fu, the examiner, for his solid knowledge of Confucian classics and brilliant literary thoughts, and was recommended as a leading figure.

It happened that Lin Qin, the grandson of Qin Gui, the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, won the second place in the same subject. Qin Gui was deeply ashamed of his face, so he simply refused Lu You's test paper as an excuse when he did not take the exam the next spring.

Lu you's career suffered from wind and rain from the beginning. As expected, Lu You returned to his hometown, where the scenery remained the same and his face was completely new.

What I saw and the people I thought of made me sad. In order to dispel his melancholy, Lu You always walks alone among the green mountains and green waters, or sits idly in a wild temple to visit the ancient times. Or go in and out of restaurants to recite poems; Or a street singer crying.

So I live a leisurely and dissolute life. At noon on a warm spring day, Lu You casually strolled into the Shen Garden of Yuji Temple.

Shenyuan Garden is an elegant garden with lush flowers and trees, verdant rocks and winding paths. It is a good place for local people to enjoy flowers in spring. On the secluded path deep in the garden, a woman in a cotton-padded coat came over, and Lu You, who was walking with her head down, suddenly looked up. It turned out to be his ex-wife Tang Wan who had been away for several years.

At that moment, time and eyes were frozen, and their eyes were glued together. Both of them felt in a trance, not knowing whether the dream was true or not, and their eyes were full of emotion, resentment, thinking and pity. At this time.

8. Poems about sad and beautiful love.

Deep courtyard quiet, small courtyard empty, intermittent cold anvil, intermittent wind. But people can't sleep at night, and the sound of the moon reaches the curtain.

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Clouds are messy, night makeup is not complete, and eyebrows are far away. Leaning on the fragrant cheeks, spring bamboo shoots are tender, for whom to lean on tears?

Pick mulberry seeds

Pulley, golden well, phoenix tree late, several trees surprised autumn. Rain brings new sadness. A hundred feet of shrimp must be in the jade hook.

Joan's window broke through two moths, looking back at the edge, wanting to send scales to swim, and the nine cold waves did not flow back.

Endless desire

One heavy mountain, two heavy mountains, the mountains are far away, the sky is high and the smoke is cold, and the acacia maple leaves are Dan.

Flowers bloom, flowers are not complete, geese fly high, but they don't come back.

Xie xinen

Qin Lou didn't see the girl who blew the flute, so she went to the garden to see the scenery. Pink cherry is low and proud. The east wind bothers me. It makes me feel fragrant.

Joan window □ (original lack) dream of leaving the sunset, how long will you hate those years! The weeping willows are reflected outside the green trees. Meeting for a while is like dreaming.

and

Cherry blossoms fall in the last month, like a bed leaning against a smoking cage. Much like last year today, hate is the same.

Clouds gaunt, tears red. Where do you miss each other? Screen window drunk in a dream.

and

After Airbus left, the painting hall was half covered by bead curtains. It is windy 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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Ran Ran Qiu Guang can't stay, and the red leaves are full of dusk. It's the Double Ninth Festival again, landing on the pavilion and fragrant dogwood.

Purple bow gas, floating in the courtyard, rain at night in the smoke cage. Brave brave new swallow's cold voice, worried about similar age.

Linjiangxian

In spring, cherry leaves and butterflies fly in pink. Sub-rules crow at the west of the small building, with jade hooks and curtains, and melancholy dusk smoke hangs down.

Don't be lonely in the alley, hope that the smoke will fade away. The stove is fragrant, and the phoenix is lingering. Holding an empty ribbon in his hand, looking back and hating Yiyi.

Sword and song

Over the past 40 years, my motherland has been covered with mountains and rivers for three thousand miles. Long Ta in Fengge, a cigarette in Yushu Qiongzhi. I've known him several times.

Once I was classified as a minister, I bent down and took time. The most hasty day is to resign from the temple, and there is still a farewell song in the teaching workshop. Tears for Gong E.

Coffee senna

Idle dreams are far away, and flowers bloom in the south. On the boat, the orchestral river gurgles, and the city flies and rolls, killing the people who enjoy the flowers!

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Idle dreams are far away, and the south is clear in autumn. Thousands of miles away, the cool color is in the distance, and a boat is moored in the depths of the reed flower. The flute is in the Moon Building.

Coffee senna

How much hate, in my dream last night. Also like the old garden, the car is like flowing water in Ma Rulong; Flowers and the moon are spring breeze!

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How many tears, broken face after crossing H ... Don't worry about tears, Shengfeng will cry; There is no doubt about heartbreak!

Black night cry

It was stormy last night, and autumn curtains rustled. Candle residual leakage off-frequency pillow. You can't sit on an equal footing.

The world flows with water, which is a dream. Drunk hometown road should be steady and frequent, unbearable.

Huanxisha

I want to find the past and grieve people, but God's will is contrary to my body.

The moon pool is empty and the pavilions are shaded by flowers, so you will not hesitate to take more clothes when you board the ship.