Poetry that can express your inner thoughts.

A poem full of thoughts. Have you ever seen a beautiful ancient poem?

Who reads "Huanxisha" by Nalan Xingde, who reads the west wind alone? Rustling yellow leaves close the window, reminiscing about the past and setting the mountain.

It was unusual at that time to get drunk in spring and gamble on books and pour tea. How many people were helpless and sad when a sentence was just ordinary at that time? "Magnolia Inflorescence" If life is just like the first sight, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan?

It is easy to change, and it is also easy to change. Lishan language is clear at midnight, and the rain bell doesn't complain at night.

More importantly, if you are lucky, you will be more willing than before. A life is like seeing it for the first time. How many people are sad and nostalgic? Ouyang Xiu's "Order of Tidying Sand" wishes Dongfeng to bring wine, and * * * is calm.

The weeping Yang Donglin Luocheng always walked hand in hand through the fragrant flowers. It is endless hate to gather and disperse in a hurry.

The flowers this year are better than those last year. It's a pity that the flowers will be better next year.

Next year's flower show will be better, I will go to see it, but can I still see my old friend you? Maybe not. I wonder who will accompany me then. This word is also beautiful.

"Partridge Sky" Yan (the seventh son of Yan Shu), with colorful sleeves, diligently held a jade clock, but he was drunk in those years. We danced and sang heartily, exhausted, and shook the peach fan feebly, from the late-night dance of Liushao Moon until the roof outside the house fell in the middle of the night.

Since that parting, I have always missed that beautiful meeting and hugged you in my dream many times. Tonight, I look at you with a silver lamp, but I'm afraid this meeting is in my dream.

This poem "After parting, I remember meeting you. I dreamed of meeting you several times, but I was still afraid of meeting you as a dream", which is extremely delicate and beautiful, with a touch of sadness. This kind of missing can't help but make people think a lot! Liu Yong's "Remembering the Imperial Capital" is a thin pillow of weather, and you will feel like leaving at first sight. It's colder to get up and sleep.

After all, I can't sleep, and the night is as long as years. I'm going to stay, but I'm going back to Levi's.

Fighting for Nye again has been completed. Ten thousand ideas, many solutions, can only rely on loneliness and disgust.

This is my life, and I have shed a thousand tears for you. The last sentence of this sentence, "It's my heart all my life, and I owe you a thousand tears", is the truest word in my heart, with helpless feelings.

Although it is not very beautiful, it is my favorite sentence in Liu Yong's ci. Ouyang Xiu's Nan Ge Zi has a golden mud belt and a dragon jade palm comb. He went to the window to support each other with a smile, and he loved to paint thrush deeply. Touching people for a long time, trying to draw flowers, and sloppy embroidery. He smiled and asked how the word Yuanyang could become a book.

This is life is sweet, who wrote the couple. She is beautiful and happy, which makes people think. Ouyang Xiu's Life Chess Manual. Last year, the flower market was brightly lit.

The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk. On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year.

See last year, tears Man Chun shirt sleeve. The word is simple and clear, with a touch of sadness.

"Tanshaxing Chenzhou Hotel" Qin Guanwu lost the tower and the moon was lost. Taoyuan is nowhere to be found.

The lonely pavilion closes the moon in Joan Hinton, and the cuckoo sounds in the setting sun. Plum blossoms are mailed.

This hatred has no weight. Fortunately, Chen Qiang bypassed Chen Shan. Who did he get off in Xiaoxiang for?

The last sentence of this word will be beautiful to anyone who reads it. When I was in high school, I still regarded it as someone who secretly loved but admitted failure! "Eighty-six Sons" Qin Guan leans against the dangerous pavilion. I feel sad when I think of riding outside the willow tree and the difference between water and tea and beauty.

After bidding farewell to Liu Waiqing, I was stunned when the water became red. Let me get stuck in it?

Under the moon that year, we were drunk like scenes of dreams, and the gentle breeze blew you and me. There is no choice, the joy of the past is accompanied by running water, the fragrance of the green scarf gradually disappears, and you can no longer hear your sweet music.

Positive pin setting. My sad thoughts were deep, and suddenly the cry of an oriole came at me.

"jathyapple has a quiet dream, and the spring breeze is ten miles tender", which is a sentence in my second favorite Qin Shaoyou's ci. "Young Beauty" Qin Guan peach blossoms are planted in the sky and exposed, not the number of flowers.

The water lingers in the depths of the chaotic mountains, but it's a pity that it's picturesque and for whom. What is the limit of the slight cold in Mao Mao? It is difficult to manage without spring.

What's wrong with being Shen Zui? I'm afraid my heart will break when I wake up. Anyone who reads this sentence will be filled with emotion.

"What's wrong with Shen Zui? I'm afraid my heart will break when I wake up. " This is my favorite Qin Shaoyou word. Thank you, landlord, and hope to adopt it! Did the task, thank you.

Have you seen those beautiful ancient poems that make you think a lot?

1, if life is just like the first time, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan? It is easy to change, and it is also easy to change. Lishan language is clear at midnight, and the rain bell doesn't complain at night. More importantly, if you are lucky, you will be more willing than before. The Ancient Words of Yulan Order written by Nalan Xingde in Qing Dynasty

Getting along with the right person should always be as sweet, warm, affectionate and happy as when we first met. But you and I should love each other, but why should we leave each other today? It's easy to change your heart now, but you say it's easy to change your heart in this world. Just like Tang He, you and I swore a life-and-death oath in the Palace of Eternal Life, but we finally said goodbye. Even so, we don't have any resentment. But how can Tang compare with that year? He has always made a vow to be a pair of birds and connect the branches with Yang Yuhuan.

2, wordless alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn. It is sad, especially the general taste in my heart. Meeting You Huan by Li Yu in the Five Dynasties

Silent and lonely, I slowly climbed up the empty West Building and looked up at the sky, accompanied by a bend of Leng Yue. Looking down, I saw the lonely plane tree in the yard, and the deep courtyard was shrouded in cold and desolate autumn colors. It's the pain of national subjugation, and it's been cut all the time. That long sadness is entangled in my heart, but it is another kind of unspeakable pain.

Lin Ping is a desert, and Hanshan is sad. When the color enters a tall building, someone upstairs is sad. The jade steps stand empty, and the birds fly quickly. Where is the return trip? Long pavilion with short pavilion. Li Bai's Bodhisattva Man Lin Ping Mo Yan Weaving in Tang Dynasty

A flat forest is full of smoke, and the mountains in autumn still leave a sad blue. Twilight has been reflected in the high-rise building, and someone is upstairs alone, with a burst of worries. She stood there staring at the jade ladder in vain for a long time, and how anxious the flocks of birds were to fly back to their homes. Where is your way back? A long pavilion is followed by a short pavilion.

I live in Junnanhai, Beihai, and I can't thank you for a book sent by Goose. Peach and plum spring breeze, a glass of wine, ten years of night rain. Housekeeping, but with four vertical walls, does not cure diseases. I want to study, my head is white, and apes cry over streams. Huang Tingjian's "Send Yellow Several Times" in Song Dynasty

Vernacular translation: I live on the northern seashore and you live on the southern seashore. You want to send a book to Hongyan, but it can't fly to Hengyang. The spring breeze sees peaches and plums drinking wine, and the rivers and lakes are down and out. I have been away for ten years, and I often miss you in the autumn rain. You only have four empty walls to support your livelihood. It's hard. The ancients made a good doctor by folding their elbows three times. I hope you don't. I think you are poor, self-sufficient and study hard, and now your hair is white. Through the miasma-filled mountain stream, the apes wailed and climbed the ivy deep in the forest.

5, the world has been as thin as yarn for many years, who let the riders in Beijing. Living in a small building and listening to the falling spring rain, you will hear the sound of selling apricots in the depths of the alley early in the morning. Slowly spread out small pieces of paper sideways, every word is organized, carefully boil water and tea under the sun window, skim it and try to taste famous tea. Oh, don't sigh that the dust in Kyoto will stain the white clothes, and there is still time to return to the mirror house in Lake Ubak. The Beginning of Spring Rain in Lin 'an by Lu You in Southern Song Dynasty

Vernacular translation: In recent years, the interest in being an official is as light as a veil. Who let me ride a horse to Kyoto to pollute the bustling? Living in a small building and listening to the spring rain all night, I will hear apricot blossoms in the depths of the alley in the morning. Spread out a small piece of paper and write leisurely and diagonally. The words are very organized. Carefully boil water, make tea, skim the foam and try to taste famous tea in front of a sunny window. Oh, don't sigh that the dust in Kyoto will stain the white clothes. There is still time to go back to my hometown in the mountains by the Mirror Lake during the Qingming Festival.

Extended data:

There are 348 poems by Nalan Xingde (342 poems in one story), involving love and friendship, frontier fortress in the south of the Yangtze River, chanting things and history, and miscellaneous feelings. He wrote about water and lotus. Although he has experienced a few poems as an author and his vision is not wide, he is charming because of his poems. Nalan Xingde is a very temperamental person.

Nalan Ci not only enjoys a high reputation in Qing Dynasty, but also occupies a dazzling position in the whole history of China literature. Looking at Nalan Xingde's ci style, it is fresh and beautiful, sad and stubborn, quite close to the late Tang Dynasty. And he himself appreciates Li Yu very much. He once said: "the words between flowers, such as ancient jade, are expensive and not applicable;" Song Ci is applicable and of low value, and Li Houzhu has its beauty at the same time, which is even more confusing. " In addition, his ci was also influenced by Hua, Yan and others.

Before the death of Nalan Rong Ruo, Nalan Ci had a sensational effect of "every family competed to sing", and was even known as "the first poet in Manchu Dynasty" and "the first scholar" behind him. Scholars in Qing Dynasty spoke highly of him. In the Republic of China, Nalan was still a typical example of the early death of a famous gifted scholar. Wang Guowei praised him and said, "Look at things with natural eyes and express feelings with natural tongue." When I first entered the Central Plains, I didn't smell of Han people. Since the Northern Song Dynasty, I have only one person. "Zhang Henshui's History of Spring Day even describes a talented person who died in his prime at the age of 30. His friend exclaimed, "Seeing the words written on weekdays, I thought he, like Nalan Rong Ruo, could not live forever. "

References:

Baidu Encyclopedia-Nalan Xingde

3. Describe a poem that can't sleep at night.

Dynasty: Song Dynasty

Author: Yue Fei

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Last night, I kept screaming. I woke up at midnight. I stood up and walked around the steps alone. People are quiet, and the moon outside the curtain is bright.

Baishou is a fame. The pine and bamboo in the old mountain are old, which hinders the return journey. I want to talk to Yao Qin. If I don't have a few close friends, who will listen?

If you are worried, you will be worried at night. -"Yu He" Bai Juyi

Fireflies were flying on the throne, and he was meditating in the twilight. , he will extend the wick to its end and still never fall asleep. ..

Bells and drums will slowly ring the long night, and before dawn, the Milky Way in the sky will become clear.

And the porcelain mandarin ducks on the roof grow thick morning frost, and the jade is cold, so who and who * * *.

The distance between life and death is year after year, but no beloved soul has visited his dream.

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High light flashing; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon. -Li Bai of Sauvignon Blanc.

4. I can't sleep at night, and there are many worries, and there are thousands of tears in poetry.

1, like a dream, it rained last night and the wind blew suddenly.

Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

Last night, it rained suddenly and the wind blew, so I slept soundly and didn't consume wine. Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there. You know what? You know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin.

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Although it rained thinly last night, the wind kept blowing. I slept soundly all night, but I still felt a little drunk after waking up. So I asked the maid who was rolling blinds what was going on outside, and she only said to me, "Begonia flowers are still the same." Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? It should be lush green leaves and withered red flowers.

2. Dreams are mild

Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

Travel hand in hand with your dreams at night, but don't cry in the morning.

Zhangpu was sick for three times, and Xianyang stayed in the grass for eight times in autumn.

You bury your bones under the mud spring, and I send snow all over the world.

Ah, Han Weilang went to the next time, but did you know that the night station was full of ignorance?

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I dreamed of playing with you hand in hand at night, and woke up in the morning with tears in my face without wiping the towel.

I fell ill three times in Zhangpu, and Chang 'an has been growing grass for eight years.

I think you left, and your bones have turned to sand. I still live in a world of white hair for the time being.

Ah, Wei Han Lang died one after another. Do you know the gloom?

3. butterfly lovers dreams of entering the Jiangnan waterway.

Song: Yan

Dream of entering the smoky waterway in the south of the Yangtze River, traveling in the south of the Yangtze River, and never meeting the people who left. I have nothing to say when I sleep, but I feel disappointed and dumbfounded.

If you want to make good use of this love letter, you will find that there is no evidence in the end. However, relying on the slow string songs, I broke my heart and Qin Zhenglie.

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In my dream, I walked on the foggy Jiangnan road and traveled all over the land of Jiangnan, but I didn't meet my parting sweetheart. The ecstasy in the dream has nowhere to tell, and after waking up, I am disappointed by the dream.

I want to tell you about my lovesickness and write to you, but the goose goes to fish and sinks, and finally this letter can't be sent. There is no other way but to play the piano slowly to express the feelings of parting, and it is difficult to express one's feelings when the piano column is broken.

4. Qin Lou, Linjiang County didn't see a blowjob girl.

Tang Dynasty: Li Yu

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 and smells sweet.

Joan woke up from her dream and survived. How long did she hate that year! The weeping willows are reflected outside the green trees. Meeting for a while is like dreaming.

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Without the beauty like Qin Mugong, the beauty of the royal garden is empty. Those bloom ones are so beautiful. The petals are pink and the core is gold, but only they are low or high, and no one can enjoy them with me. Maybe Dongfeng was not satisfied with me, so he let those bloom fall by half.

I missed it for a long time, bored, sleepy by the window, and then fell asleep. When I woke up, the sun had set. I dreamed of the love of that year, and when I woke up, everything was empty. How long should this hatred be! A few years ago, the two were dependent on each other in the weeping willows, but now they can't meet each other. I only get along with her temporarily. It's really short Like a dream, I'm still too lazy to think about those things.

Jiang still remembers the dream he had on the 20th day of the first month.

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.

At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose. (heartbreak: heartbreak)

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They have been dead for a lifetime, ten years apart, but they miss each other but are at a loss and can't meet each other. I don't want to miss myself, but I can't forget it. His wife's lonely grave is thousands of miles away, and there is no place to tell her sadness. Even if we meet, we shouldn't know each other, because I'm running around, dusty and cold.

At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown in a vague dream, only to see my wife dressing up in front of the mirror in the small window. The two men looked at each other, and they didn't know where to start with a thousand words, only tears fell thousands of lines in relative silence. It stands to reason that the grave mountain with the bright moon and small pine trees is where I miss my wife every year.

5. Express a late night, full of thoughts.

1, whenever this time in the evening, my heart is always empty and I feel as if I have been abandoned and forgotten by many people. I was overwhelmed by deep loneliness and didn't know what to do.

I really can't control my tears successfully. Every tear I repent, after just visiting, fell into hell and turned into a hard stone! The sound of this machine, accompanied by sad tears, is looking forward to coming to your side again, although our future has already ended. In this lonely night (one lonely night after another), I would rather believe that you will always be with me.

3. In the cold night like water, the once moving part floated into the tunnel forgotten by memory, and the golden hazy body, with sadness and a few solidified tears, froze the dark dream. 4. I don't know if the music inspired me, or if my mood matched that song, and my thoughts began to spread slowly. I felt the unspeakable loneliness, which collided with the sadness hidden in my heart for a long time. Tonight, I just want to turn my sadness into a breeze and float away. It may be a relief to be quiet in the dark night, so that the words put in my pen are so sad.

5. Who is awakened by insects at midnight and feels as if he has lost his soul. 6. Sad street, cold night, endless pain, the road of dreams gradually blurred, where should we go tomorrow? The sky was blue and dark, and there was no boat in the harbor.

Lonely hearts, bereaved people, crying and saying not to be too serious. At midnight, I sat alone in front of the computer, watching the coming today and the coming tomorrow. I'm waiting for the seconds to pass and see if I can wait until the time stops, because I just want to stay at this moment.

7.midnight. Like a ghost, sometimes it devours me.

I am naked. I curled up and shouted desperately, and my voice drowned the world, but I was still alone and no one could hear me. Midnight is night and loneliness, and it is a person's conversation. I quietly left salty tears. I found loneliness in the dark, held him in my arms and gently said to him, don't be afraid, you are fine.

No one will take you away. 8. At midnight, my roommates have fallen asleep, and I can't sleep for a long time looking at the ceiling.

An unspeakable melancholy and an unspeakable strength reverberated in my heart. This is a problem. I am worried about her in the distance, and I don't know if she is asleep now. 9. The night is getting deeper and deeper, my heart is slowly settling, and I feel more and more lonely, just like standing on the railroad track and watching the long and endless loneliness.

10. Many times, I'd rather endure boredom, irritability, emptiness and loneliness in my own space than blend in with groups I don't like. I don't want to pour out a word to the people around me, even though I have a thousand kinds of worries and helplessness. I want to bury everything in my heart in front of them, but I want to vent it in words.

In the eyes of people around me, my world is full of sunshine, but I clearly know that in my heart, my world is gloomy. When you are alone, when you are hiding in the corner, light a cigarette and slowly enjoy the loneliness and loneliness of a person.

1 1, at midnight, I was struggling, compromising, wandering, impatient, quiet and unable to open my eyes, but those beautiful things turned out to be a dream, and the world in the dream was very harmonious. I got it a long time ago. I just smiled and found that when I opened my eyes, everything was gone. I am extremely depressed.

At midnight, I just want to sleep, but it is really a wonderful thing to think of my past events and scenes, and those memories have given me so much warmth. At midnight, I often think of my time at this time. 12, in the quiet night, I missed through time and space, fell in love with the leisure complex brought by music, fell in love with loneliness, and fell in love with a ray of sadness at night.

Missing at midnight is like two lines of falling tears, spreading with my wet heart. Pick up a pen in the middle of the night, sprinkle scattered words with the ups and downs of my mood, wash the dust of my soul, let myself get out of the dignified suffocation, let memories shine like moonlight, and walk into my pen.

Breathe the purest air of life and miss that sincere emotion. Maybe lonely people just want to sing lonely songs, and lonely songs belong to this silent night! Belong to a quiet person! Often intoxicated by the lingering music, I don't know the way back. 13, stand by the window.

In the distance, there are some lazy lights, like going to sleep, eager to give me complete darkness. Ok, let me dance with my soul in this lonely midnight! I'm dressed in black and dancing slowly, but I find it hard. It turned out that I stirred up the darkness all night, and it clung tightly around me, getting tighter and tighter.

I've been pestering myself all night, unable to move or breathe. Instinctively, I kicked my leg and hurt my foot. I kicked the wall, only to find that I didn't move at all, and I was holding the windowsill with one arm, which was sour.

14, I stood on the edge of the night with the loneliness in the middle of the night. Loneliness pervades the whole soul. Confused thoughts can't calm me down. I can change a lot when my thoughts overflow slowly, and many things become blurred in my memory. At this time, my heart is very painful, I am afraid of late at night and I am afraid of being alone. 15, I lay in bed more and more uncomfortable, put on my coat, got out of bed, approached the window and looked at the strange and familiar city outside.

I've been here for a long time, but I still can't integrate into this city, and I'm worried about changing to another city. It's not how much I like Xi 'an, it's not that it's not good here, and it's not that I can't adapt. It's just that there are my troubles in that city, a person who has been troubled by my troubles, a person who thinks about me everywhere, and a person who is secretly happy in my heart as long as she stands by me no matter how uncomfortable I am.