Self composed poems of sorrow, poems describing sorrows

1) Sigui The bright moon shines on the high-rise building.

There was someone upstairs worried.

Cut a wisp of sorrow.

Sent away from human hands.

The end of the world is about to be broken.

Do you know this?

The world is like a chess game.

Acacia in vain.

2) Yulin bell. Sad.

The autumn rain is light and the clouds are sparse.

Gloomy and sorrowful, camp camp and earthly world.

The ups and downs are as bitter as promised.

Go to the wanderer and go around where to send it a few times.

But I was scared of the Shadow Lonely Lamp.

Silently wandering in the hidden heart.

Ten years away from people, there is no sound book.

Tears are broken, and the heart is bitter.

Life is hateful.

But I pray for a reunion.

The misty clouds should relieve the depression and sadness of the fool.

Don't even look at the tall buildings.

Lonely world.

3) Ask questions. Haggard and unbearable.

The wind and dust are hidden.

The vicissitudes of life have changed.

Mingyue looked at each other alone.

Spring comes and goes.

The north of the wild goose is also the south of the wild goose.

The phantom body is bright and extinguished.

Be spiritual.

For the dream of asking relatives.

When will I return to the old garden.

Note: Xizhu made it many years ago. I haven't returned home after 13 years of separation, and my feelings are still the same, just like the following lyrics.

People pass by with the wind, and the flowers bloom and fall.

No matter what the vicissitudes of the world are.

A city full of lovesickness is silent.

Only the fragrance of osmanthus wafted secretly.

Dust edge (August osmanthus fragrance episode).

A sound, a change. The light in the banana window outside the window is infinite at this time.

Dreams are hard to come true, and hatred is hard to peace. Don't worry about people don't like to hear, the empty steps drip to the light.

Twilight into the high-rise building, some people upstairs worried (Li Bai's "Bodhisattva Barbarian") sound dust, the west wind remnants, the Han family mausoleum. (Li Bai's "Remembering Qin'e") weak willow raised suspiciously from the wind, and Cong Lan was exposed like a scarf. Sitting alone also contains a cheek (Liu Yuxi's "Remembering Jiangnan") Chu Ke wants to listen to Yao's grievances, and Xiaoxiang is late at night when the moon is bright.

Liu Yuxi's "Xiaoxiang God") is looking for Guizi in the middle of the mountain temple, and the county pavilion pillow looks at the tide. When will I revisit again (Bai Juyi's "Remembering Jiangnan") think about it, hate it, and hate it until it is time to return. The moonlight people lean on the building (Bai Juyi's "Sauvignon Blanc") when they are fast, they are bored and leaning on the door alone (Wen Tingyun's "Bodhisattva Man") and they are not thousands of sails, the slanting Hui veins and the water are long, and the intestines are broken Bai Pingzhou (Wen Tingyun's "Dream Jiangnan") is not old and Mo returns to his hometown, and he must break his intestines (Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva Man") The concubine intends to marry and rest for a lifetime.

Even if you are ruthlessly abandoned, you can't be ashamed (Wei Zhuang's "Sidi Township") The waning moon has a bright face, don't cry in Qingxiao (Niu Xiji's "Shengchazi") There are many words, and the love is not over. Looking back, I still say: I remember the green Luo skirt, and pity the grass everywhere (Niu Xiji's "Shengchazi").

In front of the pillow, I made a thousand wishes, to rest and wait for the green mountains to rot (Dunhuang words) I want him to return early, but I let go of the Qingyunli (Dunhuang words) secretly look back deeply. Remains of double emeralds. Riding an elephant on the back of a person first across the water (Li Xun's "Nanxiangzi") is often sick and drunk before flowers, and he does not quit the mirror and wraps his face in thin (Ouyang Xiu's "Butterfly Love Flower") How many tears are there and how much hatred is limited, leaning on the dry (Li Jing's "Spreading the Huanxi Sand").