A poem about sleeping alone.

1. This poem 1 describes depression, sleeping alone and singing nonstop last night. It's already midnight. Stand up and walk around the steps alone. When people are quiet, the moon is bright outside the curtain. Whitehead is fame. Old mountain pine and bamboo are old, which hinders the return journey. I want to talk to Yao Qin. There are few bosom friends, and no one listens to the broken string. -From the Song Dynasty: Yue Fei's Xiao Zhongshan couldn't stop crying last night.

Interpretation of the vernacular: Last night, the crickets in the cold autumn couldn't stop moaning, dreaming of returning to their hometown, burning thousands of miles away, and being awakened, it was midnight. Stand up and walk around the steps alone. It was quiet all around, and outside the curtain, a thin moon was hazy.

Make a name for the country, not be old with Frost Star. The pine and bamboo trees in Jiashan are old, but they can't help but talk and stop returning home. I want to give the lyre a song full of worries. Cocoa mountains and rivers have few bosom friends, even if the string is broken, who will listen?

2, sitting alone, empty hall to two more. Wild fruits in the mountains fall in the autumn rain, and insects on the grass whisper to the lights. The white hair on the head is always difficult to turn black, and there is no panacea in alchemy. To know how to get rid of senility, only learning Buddhism can't be destroyed. —— From the Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei's Sitting Alone in Autumn Night

Interpretation of the vernacular: sitting alone in sorrow and turning white, nearly two tables in the autumn night sky class. Wild fruits in the mountains are falling in the autumn rain, and insects in the grass are whispering in the light. The white hair on the head is always difficult to turn black, and the fairy medicine in the alchemy has not yet been refined. If you want to know how to eliminate aging diseases, you can only learn from Buddhism and become immortal.

3, the wine in the new cold knocks on the window rain, fragrant and fine autumn artistic conception. The only way is not to hurt the spirit, the blue is wet. Bored lying alone, fingers are too light. Remember the other one, Taohua and Liuwansi. -From the Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde's "Bodhisattva Man, New Cold Chinese Wine Knocks on the Window Rain"

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: It is raining lightly in the warm and cold weather, and the lingering fragrance after drunkenness seems to imitate the sad mood in autumn. Sure enough, I miss people far away, and even tears have wet my blue shirt.

Acacia is beyond words. Sleeping alone makes me feel more bored. Blink of an eye, the good times are gone forever. I still remember the picture of thousands of peaches and willows when I left you. How nostalgic and melancholy all this is.

4. there is nothing to say when going to the west building, and the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn. Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. It's not just the general taste. -From the Five Dynasties: Li Yu's "Welcome to the West Building without Words".

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: silence, loneliness, slowly boarding the empty west building alone. Looking up at the sky, there is only one bend in 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. Scissors are constantly confusing for unknown reasons, which makes people feel confused and sad, but it is another kind of unspeakable pain.

5. Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang 'an. Autumn insects are singing by the golden well, and the frost is shining on my mat like a small mirror. High light flashing; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon. -From the Tang Dynasty: Li Bai's "Sauvignon Blanc, Part I"

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: Sauvignon Blanc, Sauvignon Blanc, we are in Chang 'an. Crickets often lament in autumn, and their voices are from Jin Jinglan; The thin frost brought cold air, and the bamboo mat felt cold and cold. I miss her soul at night, and the lonely lamp is dim with me; Roll up the curtains to see the bright moon, sighing at the bright moon in vain.

2. Poetry 1 I can't sleep alone because I miss someone. I miss you more every night, and I worry about the dry moon. I miss you. I'm cold.

From Wei Zhuang in the Tang Dynasty, "Huanxisha misses acacia more every night"

I miss you more every night and worry about the moon. I miss you. I'm cold.

The painting hall is as deep as the sea. When will you join hands in Chang 'an?

Explanation:

Every night is a deep miss to the dead of night, and the leakage is even worse. Staring at the sad moon, I leaned against the railing for a long time, and you must be thinking of me, feeling the coldness of the brocade quilt. The painting hall is close at hand, but deep as the sea. It's hard to remember the past, so I have to look through the old books I read together. I don't know when to meet again and join hands with Chang 'an.

2. From a distance, E68A8462616964757A 68696416F31333431353239 is full of books, and only empty beds are Su Qiu's enemies.

On Li Shangyin's Final Residence in Tang Dynasty

Books in the distance return to dreams, and only empty beds are Su Qiu's enemies.

Under the steps of moss mangroves, the moon is sad in the rain.

Explanation:

I haven't heard from my beloved wife for a long time, so I can't hear from my family. I can only go back to my hometown in my sleep to solve my homesickness. However, after waking up in the middle of the night, I suddenly found that I had been away for a long time. Looking around, there is only an empty bed and a lonely and cold autumn night, which makes me feel sad.

Living alone in a foreign land, few people come and go on weekdays, and the front steps are covered with moss. The green and autumn red leaves became blurred under the cover of misty rain and hazy jathyapple. Cold rainy nights and cold moonlight are nothing like the grinding of homesickness.

3. The high light flashes; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon.

From the Tang Dynasty's "Sauvignon Blanc I" by Li Bai.

Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang 'an. Autumn insects are singing by the golden well, and the frost is shining on my mat like a small mirror.

High light flashing; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon. Lonely as a flower, rising from the clouds!

Above, I see the blue and deep sky, below, I see the green and restless water.

The sky is high and the land is wide; My sadness flies painfully between them. Can I dream of crossing the mountain gate? . Sauvignon Blanc, soul-destroying!

Explanation:

I miss you day and night. The person I miss is in Chang 'an. In autumn night, the weaver girl crows in the well, and the bamboo mat is particularly cold with slight frost. I miss her soul at night, and the lonely lamp is dim with me; Roll up the curtains to see the bright moon, sighing at the bright moon in vain. As beautiful as flowers and jade, it seems to be separated from the clouds!

There is a vast sky above, and the waves rolled up by clear water below. How hard it is to travel day and night, it is difficult to dream of flying over this mountain. Thinking of you day and night hurts the liver and intestines.

4. The sun is full of flowers and smoke, the moon is very white, and people are sad and sleepless.

From the Tang Dynasty Li Bai's "Sauvignon Blanc II".

In the evening, the sun sets in the west, the flowers are covered with smoke, and the moonlight is like practice. I miss my lover all night. I won't play with the phoenix carving on the pillar. I thought I was afraid of touching Yuanyang after playing with Qin Shu.

This is a song full of feelings, but no one has passed it on. I hope it will be sent to the distant Yan. Think back to her lover, lover, the person far away from the horizon, the eyes that sent her away, and the source of tears now.

If you don't believe in sword cutting, please come back and look in the mirror in front of me! (heartbreak: heartbreak)

Explanation:

The sunset is hazy, the stamens are shrouded in light smoke, and the moonlight is like practice. I miss my lover all night. Zhao Se, who carved the phoenix on the column, just stopped playing and wanted to play the Qin Shu again, but I was afraid of touching the Yuanyang string. It's a pity that this affectionate song was not delivered. I hope it can be sent to distant Yanran with the spring breeze.

Remembering my lover, my lover, who floated across the sky and brought the eyes of that year, has now become the source of tears. If you don't believe me, please come back and look at my face in the mirror!

5. When will Acacia meet? Friends are looking forward to meeting, but I don't know where. At this time, on such a night, it is difficult to miss each other.

From Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words/Autumn Poems" in Tang Dynasty

The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, and the fallen leaves gather and disperse, which surprised Western jackdaw in the west.

The leaves in the wind gather when they gather. Western jackdaw has settled and the moon rises. Friends are looking forward to meeting, but I don't know where. At this time, on such a night, it is difficult to miss each other.

Explanation:

Autumn wind is sad, autumn moon is clear. The fallen leaves in the wind sometimes gather and sometimes disperse, and the western Western jackdaw, which has already inhabited, is also startled by this sound. I look forward to seeing you again, but I don't know when, at this moment, I really can't stand loneliness and sadness, which makes me feel sorry.

3. Seeking a long night, sleeping in a lonely pillow 1. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.

I can't get rid of this situation, so I just frown, but it hurts my heart.

3. But no matter how unlucky the poet is, he will be defeated by the monarch.

4. I can't finish shedding acacia blood and tears, throwing red beans, and painting spring willows all over the ground.

5. Dinghu Lake should abandon the world, break the enemy and seize the Jingyuguan Pass, weep bitterly for the loss of all six armies, and be angry and proud!

I hope I will look forward to it, and I will rely on it. Trees are all autumn colors, and mountains are only sparkling.

7. Love hurts and leaves since ancient times.

8. Pass through the mist that unites five rivers. We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions. After all, the world is just a small place.

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

10. I will think of you in the clouds, so think of me in the sunset.

1 1. Abdominal pain is really frightening, and the pain of lips and teeth can still be cured.

12. Where is your hometown? Unless you are drunk, forget it-photo by Song Liqing.

4. What poems describe sleepless nights? 1, high light flashing; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon. -From the Tang Dynasty: Li Bai's "Sauvignon Blanc, Part I"

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: there is only one solitary lamp in the dark, and it can't wait until dawn. Loneliness and missing make people desperate. I had to roll up the curtains, watch the moon miss that person, and sigh in my spare time.

I couldn't stop singing last night. It's already midnight. Stand up and walk around the steps alone. When people are quiet, the moon is bright outside the curtain. -From the Song Dynasty: Yue Fei's Xiao Zhongshan couldn't stop crying last night.

Interpretation of the vernacular: Last night, the crickets in the cold autumn couldn't stop moaning, dreaming of returning to their hometown, burning thousands of miles away, and being awakened, it was midnight. Stand up and walk around the steps alone. It was quiet all around, and outside the curtain, a thin moon was hazy.

3, turn to Zhuge, low-lying households, take no sleep. -From the Song Dynasty: Su Shi, "When is the bright moon?"

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: The moon revolves around the scarlet pavilion, hangs low on the carved window, and looks after herself who is not sleepy.

4. there is nothing to say when going to the west building, and the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn. -From the Five Dynasties: Li Yu's "Welcome to the West Building without Words".

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: silence, loneliness, slowly boarding the empty west building alone. Looking up at the sky, there is only one bend in 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.

5, drunk can't wake up the West Building. Spring dreams and autumn clouds are easy to gather and disperse. I don't sleep much at the half-moon window. What is displayed on the screen is Wu. -From the Song Dynasty: Yan's "Sleeping in the West Building"

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: drunken farewell to the west building, no memory after waking up. Spring dreams and autumn clouds make life too easy to gather and disperse. I still don't get enough sleep in the moonlight with half a window slanting, and the colorful screen shows the green of Wu Shan with nothing.

5. Poem 1 Describing sleepless nights, the pride of the fisherman Qiu Si Song Dynasty: Fan Zhongyan.

Original text:

The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown.

Around, the sound of the horn sounded, thousands of miles away, and the long smoke closed.

A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet.

Qiang tube covered with frost, people do not sleep. The general was white-haired and in tears.

The border scenery in autumn is completely different, and the geese flying to Hengyang have no nostalgia. From all directions, the wailing of the border earth sounded with the horn, in the mountains. Twilight is heavy, the mountains are setting, and the gates of the isolated city are closed.

After drinking a cup of old wine, I miss my hometown thousands of miles away and have a lot of thoughts. I think of uneven borders, unfinished business, and I don't know when I can return to my hometown. The flute of Qiang people is melodious, and first frost is everywhere. It was late at night, and the soldiers couldn't sleep. The generals and soldiers were stained white by frost and snow, so they had to cry silently.

2. On Returning to Zhongnanshan at the End of the Year Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran

Original text:

Don't write to the North Yard again, let me go back to the old hut in the old Nanshan.

I have no reason to decide to give up my point of view. My old and many sick friends have stopped practicing.

The frequency of white hair is that people are getting more and more every day, and spring is coming to force them to die.

Full of sadness, tossing and turning, the pine forest is empty under the moon.

Stop writing to the North Campus and let me go back to that shabby hut in Nanshan. I don't have any talent. No wonder I'm disheartened and my old patient is unfamiliar. The frequent appearance of white hair makes people aging day by day, and the arrival of spring forces the old year to pass away. I can't sleep, because I am full of sadness, and the window of the moonlight pine forest is empty.

3. Yue Ming He Jiao Han Dynasty: Anonymous

Original text:

Moon how bright, shine on my bed.

Too sad to sleep, wandering around in clothes.

Although the guests are happy, it is better to turn back early.

Who should you sue when you leave home alone?

Back to my room, tears stained my clothes.

The bright moon is so bright that it illuminates my bed; I was so sad that I couldn't sleep, so I put on my clothes and wandered around the house. Although it is interesting to live away from home, it is better to go home as soon as possible; Who should a person tell when he goes out full of sadness? I can only stretch my neck and look into the distance, and my clothes are wet with tears before I go back to my room.

4, "Shang Tang" Han Dynasty: Zhen Fu

Original text:

Thinking of you is often bitter and sad, and I can't sleep at night.

Don't give up what you love because of your noble behavior.

Miss you often make me cry, and I can't sleep at night. Please don't abandon what you loved before because of your great virtue. Don't throw away onions and shallots because of fish; Don't give up donating money and materials just because you are humble.

5. "Three Poems of Seven Injuries, Part Two" Han Dynasty: RoyceWong

Original text:

Man Jing is not my hometown, so what is long-term stagnation?

The ark belongs to the river, and the dusk worries my heart.

The mountains are not just a shadow, but the rocks are more blurred.

The fox rushed to the cave and the bird flew to the forest.

The waves are ringing and monkeys are singing on the shore.

The wind blows the robe, and the dew touches the skirt.

I couldn't sleep all night, so I took my clothes and played the piano.

Sitong touched people's hearts and gave me a mournful cry.

The journey is endless, and it is difficult to have concerns.

Jingzhou is not my hometown, but I stayed here for a long time? Looking from a distance, the boat went upstream in the middle of the river, and it was getting late, which reminded me of my homesickness. On the hillside, the afterglow of the sun is reflected, and the shadow under the ditch rock is darker.

The running fox is busy rushing back to his cave, and the flying birds are hovering on the nest. The rough waves on the river are crashing, apes are singing in the forest on the shore, the swift river wind lifts my sleeve, and the autumn dew wets my skirt.

Late at night, I was lonely and sleepless, so I got up with my clothes on and picked up the bronze harp. Tongqin seems to understand my mind and give me a sad accent. When is the end of relying on others, my heart is full of sadness that is difficult to send away.

6. Poems that describe loneliness and can't sleep. Poems related to loneliness and can't sleep are: 1, frosty night, Jiang Feng fishing for fire and worrying about sleep.

In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship. -Interpretation of Zhang Ji's four wonders: the moon has set, crows are still crowing, and the curtains are hazy with frost.

The maple trees by the river and the fishing fire on the boat make it difficult for a person to sleep. In the lonely and quiet Hanshan Temple outside Gusu, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship I was riding.

2. Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. -Interpretation of Li Bai's Silent Night Thinking: I couldn't help looking up at the bright moon in the sky outside the window that day, and I couldn't help but bow my head and think about my hometown in the distance.

3, piled up on the pillow, the sea turned the waves. It is always difficult to know when the night is long. When I am lonely, I will sit up and count the cold stars.

-Mao Zedong's "Yu Meiren on the Pillow" Interpretation: I am lying on the pillow, and piles of gloomy clouds have worried me. The sadness of parting is as hard to calm as the surging waves in the rivers and seas. The night is long and it is always difficult to light. Lonely and helpless, I had to get up, put on my clothes and sit outside alone counting the cold stars in the sky.

4. I can't wait. Let's see, I am carefree and tossing and turning. -Pre-Qin: Unknown interpretation of Guan Yu: Pursuing her can't be realized. Whether you are asleep or awake, you are thinking about her.

It was a long night. Tossing and turning can't sleep. When will this lovesickness end? 5, wordless alone on the west building, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks the clear autumn.

-Interpretation of Li Yu's "Meeting Without Words, Going to the West Building Alone": Going to the West Building without words, looking up at the sky, the moon is like a hook. Overlooking the courtyard, the lonely phoenix tree's sad autumn colors are "locked" in this high-walled and deep courtyard. -Su Shi's "Mink Head Mid-Autumn Festival in Chen Bing" Interpretation: The moon is around Zhuhongting, with carved windows hanging low, according to the sleepless self.

7. Cold and clear, looking back several times, I am afraid of the silence of the past. -Interpretation of Su Shi's "The diviner lives in Dinghuiyuan, Huangzhou": On the sandbar by the river, Hongyan just slept and woke up. Looking back, there were no other geese. It is full of bitterness, but no one can understand it.

8. Broken bridge outside the post, lonely and ownerless. Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, exhausted, and has to withstand the wind and rain.

-Interpretation of Lu You's Yongmei: Outside the post station, beside the broken bridge, plum blossoms are lonely and nobody asks. At dusk, I was worried alone, but I was devastated by the wind and rain.

9. Loneliness has nowhere to go. If anyone knows where spring went, ask him to come back and live with him.

-Interpretation of Huang Tingjian's "Qingping Music": Leaving a quiet school, you can't find the way back. If anyone knows where spring went, please ask me to live with him who is still coming back.

65438+- Interpretation of Li Yu's "Seeing Huan": Cutting keeps cutting, which is unclear. What makes people feel confused is the pain of national subjugation.

That long sadness is entangled in my heart, but it is another kind of unspeakable pain.