Write a sad poem, just three sentences, which poem is more sorrowful?

What is even more sad is Li Bai's "Xuanzhou Xie Huanlou Farewell School Book Shuyun" in the Tang Dynasty, the poem is as follows:

Whoever forsakes me will not remain in the day of yesterday; Those who disturb my heart will have many troubles today. The long wind sends autumn geese thousands of miles, and you can be a tall building for this. Penglai article Jian'an bones, in the middle of Xiao Xie and clear hair.

Thinking of flying, wanting to go to the blue sky and see the bright moon. Draw the knife and cut off the water, the water is more flowing, and the glass is more sorrowful. Life is not satisfactory in the world, and the Ming Dynasty spreads flat boats.

Translation: The yesterday that forsaken me is irretrievable; Today, which disturbs my mind, is a great source of great distress for me. The long wind blows the wild geese returning to the south, and in the face of this scene, they can climb the high-rise building and drink freely.

Your article is as profound and profound as the immortal text stored in Penglai Palace, and it also has the style of Jian'an literature. And my poetic style is also as fresh and beautiful as Xie Hao.

We are all full of pride and joy, and the flying gods are like about to soar into the sky and pluck the bright moon. However, whenever I think of the experiences in life, I worry about them. It was as if he had drawn his sword and cut through the water, but instead of being cut off, the water flowed more violently.

I raised my glass and drank it, hoping to use it to relieve my worries, but instead I became more worried. Yes! Life is so unsatisfactory in the world, it is better to spread your hair tomorrow and float freely on the rivers and lakes in a small boat.

Appreciation:

Life is not satisfactory in the world, and the Ming Dynasty spreads flat boats. The contradiction between Li Bai's progressive ideals and the dark reality could not be resolved under the historical conditions at that time, so he was always trapped in the bitterness of "unsatisfactory", and he could only find a way out of the depression by "distributing the flat boat". Of course, this conclusion is inevitably somewhat negative, and even contains elements of escapism.

But history and the social class he represented dictated that he could not find a better way out.

His poems are different from Du Fu's depression and frustration, even the sorrow of parting, the sadness of not meeting talents, and the sorrow of being degraded and relocated can always develop for the better in his pen, and he can always find hope for life. I hope that one day I will be able to tell him, "Those who forsake me, yesterday will not stay." Those who disturb my heart will have many troubles today.

expressed his emotions as straightforwardly, and he "is not satisfied with life in the world, and the Ming Dynasty spreads flat boats." "The same free and easy to face all kinds of injustices.

Autumn Evening" by Don Du Mu.

The silver candle letter is resistant (order) autumn (sorrowful) light and cold painting screen, and the light Luo small fan flutters fireflies.

The night of the heavenly steps is as cool as water, lying down to watch the morning glory Vega.

2, "Autumn Sunset".

Don Dumu. Nian Yuan sat in the West Pavilion, and Hua Infiltrated Tan Limb Pond Han Yue was cool.

The book returns to autumn (sorrow) and the wine wakes up at the beginning of the night.

The white lotus is shallow, and the wind is clear and fragrant.

The year before last, Lan Yi was drunk in Hengtang.

3, "Lao Lao Ting Song".

Don Lee Bai. The world is sad, and the labor is sent to the guest kiosk.

The spring breeze knows not to be bitter, and does not send willows (stay) green.

4, "Nanpu Farewell".

Don Bai Juyi.

Nanpu is sad and sad, and the west wind is winding in autumn (sorrowful).

As soon as you see that your intestines are broken, you can go and don't look back.

5, "Sending Du Fourteen to Jiangnan".

Don Meng Haoran.

Jing Wu connects the water as the township (thinks), and Jun goes to the Chunjiang River.

Where to anchor the sails at dusk? The end of the world is broken.

Slow voice, search for seek.

Song · Li Qingzhao.

Looking for and seeking, cold and lonely, miserable and miserable. When it's warm and cold, it's the hardest to breathe. Three glasses and two light wines, how can he be the enemy, and the wind is in a hurry late!

The geese are also sad, but they are old acquaintances. The yellow flowers are piled up all over the ground, haggard and damaged, who can pick them now? Guarding the window, how can you be born alone in the dark!

Sycamore is more and drizzle, to dusk, bit by bit. This time, what a sad word!

1 Trembling, like facing the abyss, like walking on thin ice—The Book of Songs. Lesser. Xiaowen".

2 The ancients were not seen before, and the comers were not seen after. Thinking of the world and the world, I was alone and wept - Tang. Chen Ziang's "Song of Dengyouzhou".

1.Ask how much sorrow you can have, in fact, a river of spring water flows eastward. - Li Yu.

2.The white hair is 3,000 zhang, and the fate seems to be long. - Li Bai.

3.This time, what a sad word! - Li Qingzhao.

Hello, I personally like Li Yu's sentence: Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward.

1. The red lotus leans on each other as if drunk, and the white bird is speechless and sad.

2. When the waning moon goes out, the beauty and tears are gone.

3, how to endure the deep love between Mongolia and Han, the end of the world is green and the sun is slanting.

4. Thinking about each other and thinking about the bottom of the tree is lovesick, thinking about the split posture and hating Lang Lang I don't know.

5. It was just past the sunset, and it was dusk rain.

6. Pear blossoms through ups and downs, narrow cable curtains, and small window screens. In front of the emotional lamp, the guest is on the pillow, and the heart is at the end of the world. Three thousand zhang of sorrowful sideburns, fifty years of spring dreams prosperous. Suddenly, the willow is smoked, and the reputation or the eaves are on the teeth.

Draw the knife and cut off the water, the water is more flowing, and the glass is more sorrowful.

Ask what the world is like, and teach people to live and die.

For a long time, there are times when the balance rock is beside it, and this hatred lasts forever.

This time, how can a sad word be old.

There is no way to eliminate this situation, so he frowned, but ordered the oak heart.