No one stands at dusk with me, no one asks me about porridge, what is the loneliest poem you have ev

Porridge Kewen comes from Shen Fu of the Qing Dynasty"Six Tales of Floating Life"., the original poem:

No one stands with me at dusk, no one asks me about the warmth of porridge. No one has turned out the lights with me, and no one has shared half my life. No one accompanied me late at night, and no one shared the wine with me.

No one wipes my lovesick tears, and no one dreams of me and the past. No one accompanies me Gu Xingchen, no one wakes up my tea is cold. No one listened to me, no one understood my dreams.

No one restrained me from tears, and no one worried that I was walking alone. Looking back, there has always been a bleak place, and no one is waitingThe lights are dim

Translation:

No one joined me to enjoy the view at dusk, and no one asked me if the porridge was warm.

No one will be an oil lamp with me.

of oil twists. extinguished, and no one wrote with me the life of my imitation.

No one told me it was late at night and it was time to rest, no one was drinking with me.

No one wiped away the tears of my thoughts for me, and no one dreamed with me.

No one accompanied me to look at the stars in the sky, no one reminded me that the tea was cold.

No one listened to me tell my inner thoughts, no one could explain my dreams for me.

No one understands that my consciousness does not understand my emotions, and no one worries about me on my own journey.

I looked back and saw that it was still so bleak and deserted, but no one was waiting for me in that dimly lit place.

No one stands at dusk with me No one asks me Porridge Kewen is a sentence in "Jiyun" written by Moxu (Weibo name) in June 2012. The song was first released on August 27, 2012 at 5sing, signed by Moxu.

"No one is with me at dusk and no one asks me if the porridge is warm" means: no one enjoys the view of the dusk with me, and no one asks me if the porridge is warm.

Six Records of Floating Life] Jiyun, original song: Teshima Aoi "Vain Yao Sun" Words: Mo Xu.

Ask Jun Lu where to go, ask Jun Yin when to hear, don't be afraid of the sideburns and white love, have promised a lifetime, I take the river Jingcheng, straight to the ancients boudoir asked, side by side hand self-warming, Xiao Shuanglou night, leaning on the wall light Mo Lan Ying Zhen, cooking tea and steaming wine to caress the frost dust, pulling hairpin wine to caress the frost dust, you look at the candle embers and the moon is half sinking, you listen to the noise of the courtyard has been deep, the wind lives in the cup and can't bear to cry, write a trace of the dream, the eyebrows are cold, vaguely talk to the people of the West Chamber, how can you not be able to cross the soul, the case is broken in brocade books, scattered and lightly picked up the day's prophecy, no one stands dusk with me, no one asks me porridge can be warm.

I take the brook Jingcheng, ask the ancients in the boudoir, hold hands side by side to keep it warm, Xiao Shuanglou Yechen, leaning on the wall of light Mo Lan Yingzhen, cooking tea and steaming wine to caress the frost and dust, the eyebrows are cold, vaguely talking about the people in the West Chamber, how can I not be able to cross the soul, the brocade book on the case is remnant, scattered and light to pick up the day's prophecy, no one stands dusk with me, no one asks me about the porridge can be warm.