What are some poems that describe tiredness? What are the ancient poems of tired hearts?

1, tomorrow's song Qian Fu.

Tomorrow after tomorrow, tomorrow is so much. I'm going to live tomorrow, and everything will come to pass. If the world is tired of tomorrow, spring will go and autumn will come. Look at the water flowing eastward, and watch the sun fall in the west at dusk. How can a hundred years be tomorrow? Please listen to my song of tomorrow.

2. Gift to Du Fu, the eighth division of the guard.

Life is not seen, and it is like a participant. Tonight and night, a total of this lamp candlelight. When the young can be strong, the sideburns are already gray.

Visiting the old half as a ghost, exclaiming hot intestines. Yan knows for 20 years, and he is back in the gentleman's hall. In the past, the king was unmarried, and his children suddenly went on a trip.

Yiran respected my father and asked me where I came from.

3, Dream Li Bai two songs, the second Du Fu.

The clouds travel all day long, and the wanderer does not come for a long time. Three nights of frequent dreams of the king, love and relatives see the king's will. It is cramped to return to normal, and the bitter road is not easy to come by.

There are many storms in the rivers and lakes, and the boat is afraid of falling. Go out and scratch your white head, if you live up to your life. The crown is covered with Jinghua, and the Si people are alone and haggard.

The cloud network is restored, and the old body will be tired. Long live the name of Qianqiu, lonely after death.

4. Anonymous.

There is a tree in the south, and the kudzu is tired. Happy only gentleman, blessed with Suizhi. There is a tree in the south, and the kudzu is barren. Happy only gentleman, blessed will. There is a tree in the south, and the kudzu lingers. Happy only gentleman, blessed to do.

5, Xiju Liu Zongyuan.

I have been tired of the hairpin group for a long time, but fortunately I am in the south. Idly adjacent to the farm, it is like a mountain forester. Xiao ploughing the dew grass, the night list rings the brook stone. Coming and going is not meeting people, and the long song Chu Tianbi.

1, "Song of Tomorrow" - Ming Dynasty: Qian Fu.

2, "Gift to the Eight Guards" - Tang Dynasty: Du Fu.

3, "Dream Li Bai Two Songs: Part II" - Tang Dynasty: Du Fu.

4, "Zhumu" - pre-Qin: anonymous.

5, "Creek House" - Tang Dynasty: Liu Zongyuan.

An ancient poem that expresses that people are tired and tired, physically and mentally exhausted:

1. The water is more flowing when the knife is drawn, and the glass is more worried. Life is not satisfactory in the world, and the Ming Dynasty spreads flat boats. ——From the Tang Dynasty: Li Bai's "Xuanzhou Xie Junlou Farewell School Book Shuyun".

Vernacular interpretation: draw a knife to cut off the water flow, and the water waves flow more smoothly; Raise a glass to dispel your sorrows, and your sorrows are even stronger. Life in the world, can not be satisfied, it is better to spread the hair and board the Yangtze River.

2, the wind is urgent, the sky is high, the ape is howling, and the white bird flies back. Boundless falling trees and Xiao Xiao, endless Yangtze River rolling. He is often a guest in the sad autumn, and he has been on stage alone for more than a hundred years. Hardship, bitterness, hatred, frost and sideburns, pouring down a new turbid wine glass. —From the Tang Dynasty: Du Fu's "Ascending".

Vernacular interpretation: The wind is urgent, the sky is high, the ape is crying, and the birds are circling on the river island with clear water and white sand. The boundless trees fall their leaves, and the endless Yangtze River water rolls and rushes.

Sadness to the autumn scenery sighed thousands of miles of wandering all year round as a guest, a lifetime of illness riddled with illness today alone on the high platform. After all the hardships and hatreds, the white hair is full of temples, and the wine glass of decay and heart is full of deviations, and the sorrow is suspended.

3, sick Xiao Xiao and two temples, lying on the waning moon on the window screen. Cardamom and the tips are fried in water, and the tea is not divided. ——From the Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao "Spread the Huanxi Sha, Sick Xiao Xiao and Two Sideburns".

Vernacular interpretation: After the illness, the temples have been thinned, and the gray hair has been added after the illness, lying on the bed and watching the waning moon shine on the window screen. Fry the cardamom into a boiling soup and eat it without being too energetic.

Yulin Bell Autumn Farewell.

Liu Yong, Song Dynasty

The cold cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the showers are at the beginning of the break. The capital tent has no clue, nostalgia, and Lan Zhou urges. Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked. Thinking of going, thousands of miles of smoke waves, twilight is heavy and the sky is wide.

Affectionate parting since ancient times, even more Nakan, snubbing the Qingqiu Festival! Where do you wake up tonight? The willow bank, the wind and the waning moon. This past year should be a good day and a good time. Even though there are thousands of styles, who can you talk to?

Ancient verses of tired heart:

1. The heart is still tired, and the fruit is external. Occasionally, because of good ears and eyes, Dan Qingyan is fake.

2. Cut constantly, the reason is still messy, it is sorrowful, don't be the general taste in the heart.

3. Now that I know all the sorrows, I want to talk about it.

1. The water is more flowing when the knife is drawn, and the glass is more worried. 2, the boundless falling trees are falling, and the Yangtze River is rolling. He is often a guest in the sad autumn, and he has been on stage alone for more than a hundred years.

Thousands of towns and villages are looking for confidants, and they are not suitable for each other.

Facing the wall for nine years, he has lived in a small room, looking for the light of the eternal years.

The wind is urgent, the sky is high, the ape is howling, and the white bird flies back. Boundless falling trees and Xiao Xiao, endless Yangtze River rolling. He is often a guest in the sad autumn, and he has been on stage alone for more than a hundred years. Hardship, bitterness, hatred, frost and sideburns, pouring down a new turbid wine glass. —From the Tang Dynasty: Du Fu's "Ascending".

"Sending the Absolute Grain Monk".

Tang: Shi Beiwu.

Bidong Qingluo is not afraid of the depth, so as not to be hungry and thirsty and tired of the Zen heart.

If the wild guests come to visit, where to find a room without smoke.

The ancient poems that are tired are: the water is more flowing when the knife is drawn, and the sorrow is more sorrowful when the glass is raised.

Xiaolou had another east wind last night, so the country could not afford to look back at the moonlight.

When you are tired, you stop, put down your work, and go outside for a walk, Life is like a game of chess, once you land, you can't regret it. Maybe there has been glory in the past, maybe the distress of frustration, it doesn't matter, take every step of the way, in order to leave the most beautiful memories for the future, when you are tired, you have to go on, and you will get better while walking.

1. Affectionate parting since ancient times, even more so Kan, snubbing the Qingqiu Festival! - Song Liuyong, "Yulin Bell, Cold Cicada".

Translation: Since ancient times, amorous people have always been sad about parting, let alone in this cold and bleak autumn!

Second, this time, what a sad word! - Song Li Qingzhao, "Slow Voice, Seeking and Seeking".

Translation: How can such a scene be ended with the word "sorrow"!

3. How sad can you be? It is like a river flowing eastward. ——Five Generations Li Yu "When is the Spring Flower and Autumn Moon".

Translation: If you want to ask me how much sorrow there is in my heart, it is like the endless spring river flowing eastward.

Translation: I searched for her in the crowd a thousand times, and suddenly turned around, but inadvertently found her in the middle of the light.

Fifth, there are no words for each other, only a thousand tears. - Song Su Shi, "Jiangchengzi Yimao First Month Twentieth Night Dream".

Translation: You and I are silent and relatively speechless, only a thousand lines of tears.

Sixteen characters make three songs tired.

I'm so tired that I can't sleep late at night.

The fifth watch was unconscious and it was dark.

Tired, sore back and legs, the most tired.

If you want to rest and survive, you will urge people.

Tired and do your best for whom.

The heart is haggard, and the death is like a lamp.

Before the end of the road, there is no tiredness, and there is still a beautiful sunset at dusk.

As soon as the difficult world passes, the life of the Bo will be brighter.

Good sentence: The most tiring thing in the world is nothing more than living a hypocritical life.

A hundred years of life is hard, and the elegance burns out and loses between your fingers.

The years in the world are wasted, rugged and bumpy.

Mei Ao's frost is fragrant, and the rising sun is still in the east.

Looking back on his previous life, he did nothing, and his heart failure withered.

The autumn wind is blowing in the willows.

The drizzle pierces the bone marrow.

The road is long.

Can anyone understand that I'm tired.

Life walks on the journey, and the gray hair is sparse every year.

Who said in the eventful years that the ups and downs have gone through vicissitudes and hardships.

Thousands of rivers and mountains in spring and autumn, bitter winter, summer and spring and autumn, exhausted and hard!

Hope for criticism and correctness! ）

The heart is still tired, and the fruit is extraordinary. Occasionally, because of good ears and eyes, Dan Qingyan is fake.

Taste the will of the wild, and force the middle edge of the area. Expert.

The dust is solid, and the intention will not be moved.

Good work is suitable for my wishes, and the wonderful ink waives the rock spring. There is a gregarious change, and the profundity is natural.

It is placed on the north hall of Chen, like the front of the South Mountain. There is no room to go out, and the line has been deviated.

Daylilies are worried about trees, and acacia is good for beetles. The cause of this small thing is the condition of the ghost.

Words and images will be self-defeating, and the mood will talk about itself. It's fun to play, and it makes me feel small.

"Repentance" My heart is to the sun and the moon, and I want to move heaven and earth. However, if the yellow flower goes, the Yangtze River will not return.

Apologies for limited creative ability.

The juvenile will be like a tiger, intended in all directions, and the middle-aged heart is like a sick cat, and it is a corner of peace. More than 20 people have been up and down, there is not a car and a house, and the money is spent wantonly, and there is no family to start a business.

The sun sets, the moon rises, and the stars scatter. On the side of the couch, tossing and turning, it is difficult to sleep. All kinds of bitterness in my heart came to my heart, and I remembered that love, which can be looked back. At that time, the body was like firewood, the heart was like grass, and it was difficult to save a thousand good.

She's also a pair.

I'm alone. What is love, only to stay together.

What is the meaning of never giving up?

He left and didn't think about it.

Lonely and tired. It also hurts.

Withered vines and old trees, faint crows, small bridges and flowing water - Ma Zhiyuan's "Tianjing Sand." Autumn Thoughts

Draw the knife and cut off the water, the water is more flowing, and the glass is more sorrowful - Li Bai "Xuanzhou Xie Junlou Farewell School Book Shuyun".

The soul is out of the body, the body is empty, and the walking dead are gray.

I would have turned my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch.

The stars don't know my heart, and the bright moon doesn't understand the amorous feelings.

Graduation Ambition Day, want to cut thorns.

Two years of sociology, exhausted with blood.

You are tired in many ways, okay, it's something that you are tired, so it's better.

Thinking of the world and the world, I am alone and crying!

I wrapped my coat in the cold on the street and went back to my room to be bitten by mosquitoes.

I am still tired.

du, the fruit is the external pull of the object. Occasionally, the ears and eyes are good.

zhi, revenge Dan Qingyan.

Taste the wild will dao, and force the middle edge of the area. The dust is solid, and the will will not move.

Good work is suitable for my wishes, and the wonderful ink waives the rock spring. There is a gregarious change, and the profundity is natural.

It is placed on the north hall of Chen, like the front of the South Mountain. There is no room to go out, and the line has been deviated.

Daylilies are worried about trees, and acacia is good for beetles. The cause of this small thing is the condition of the ghost.

Words and images will be self-defeating, and the mood will talk about itself. It's fun to play, and it makes me feel small.

1. "Landscape Barrier Inscription".

Tang: Zhang Jiuling.

The heart is still tired, and the fruit is extraordinary. Occasionally, because of good ears and eyes, Dan Qingyan is fake.

Taste the will of the wild, and force the middle edge of the area. The dust is solid, and the will will not move.

Good work is suitable for my wishes, and the wonderful ink waives the rock spring. There is a gregarious change, and the profundity is natural.

It is placed on the north hall of Chen, like the front of the South Mountain. There is no room to go out, and the line has been deviated.

Daylilies are worried about trees, and acacia is good for beetles. The cause of this small thing is the condition of the ghost.

Words and images will be self-defeating, and the mood will talk about itself. It's fun to play, and it makes me feel small.

2, "Answer Chang to join the army".

Tang: Wei Yingwu.

Bingbi Zhenfangbu, young and traveling. The official is happy to live, and the night is straight to the river and the Han autumn.

Thinking of the Qing appreciation, Fang hugged the heavy worries. Jiayan suddenly saw a gift, and the good medicine was the same.

The tall trees roost crows, and the morning bell is full of Huangzhou. The bleak dew is moving, and the prosperity is floating.

The eunuch is not tired, and he is noisy and quiet. Emptiness is thin in the world, and the son is single-minded.

3, "Sending the Grain Monk".

Tang: Shi Beiwu.

Bidong Qingluo is not afraid of the depth, so as not to be hungry and thirsty and tired of the Zen heart.

If the wild guests come to visit, where to find a room without smoke.

4, "The House Tries Laicheng and Looks at the Three Mountains on a Sunny Day".

Tang: Xu Bin. It is not easy to know Pengying, and there is a way with high hopes. The roots are out of the huge immersion, and the color is far away to the lonely city.

Faintly row the clouds, and the layers will be bright. The net harvest is exhausted, and the floating tender is light.

Indulge in vain, tired and sincere. Calmly where to go, this road is clear and clear.

5, "Xie Chi Spring Flower Dynasty".

Yuan: Liang Yin. Bohan Mountain Pavilion, when the pavilion is noon, Xiaoxiao rain. The bird is quiet in the peach blossom forest, and the water sits on the orchid. Yule skull, where is the oil wall car.

If you want hairpins, you can't stop hairpins. The flowers are red and white, and they should laugh and be haggard. Halfway through spring, the east goes to the water, and it is difficult to stay in the west.

The first half is injured and sick, and the second half is weak. The white liquor is full of decorated, and the purple bamboo shoots are delicacies. No tiredness, all fun.

Excuse yourself and persuade the guests to be drunk.

Cut constantly, the reason is still messy, it is sorrowful, don't be a general taste in the heart.

Cut constantly, the reason is still messy, it is sorrowful, don't be a general taste in the heart.

From Li Yu's "Seeing Huan and Going to the West Building Alone Without a Word".

Cut constantly, the reason is still messy, it is sorrowful.

The use of silk as a metaphor for sorrow is novel and chic.

For example, Li Shangyin's "spring silkworm to the end of the dead silk, the wax torch turns to ashes and tears begin to dry" ("Untitled") is a well-known sentence.

Li Yu uses "silk" as a metaphor for "sorrow", which has a new meaning.

However, the length of the silk can be cut, and the silk mess can be sorted out, but the inextricable "sorrow" is "cut constantly, and the reason is still messy".

The sorrow and farewell surging in the heart of the former Southern Tang Dynasty queen is the glory and wealth of the window of the Jinzhong Dynasty "after the red sun has been three zhang high, the golden furnace is the first to add a golden beast, and the red brocade lichen is wrinkled with the steps" ("Huanxi Sha"), it is the hometown of the hometown of "Fengge Longlou Lianxiao Han, Yushu Qiongzhi as a smoke" ("Breaking the Array"), and it is the emperor's country that regrets the loss of "the family and country in the past 40 years, and the mountains and rivers of 3,000 miles" ("Breaking the Array").

However, time has passed, and now Li Yu is a slave and a prisoner, and his glory and wealth have become a thing of the past, so the national garden is also unbearable, and the emperor is ruined.

has experienced the warmth and coldness of the world, the heat and coldness of the world, and the painful torture of the destruction of the country and the death of the family, and these many sorrows and hatreds are choked in the hearts of the poets and are difficult to discharge.

The author has tasted the taste of sorrow, and this taste is indescribable and difficult to say.