Poems that are depressed and upset, write poems that are depressed and depressed

Write poems that are depressed and depressed:

1, Mo Dao does not kill the soul, the curtain is swept by the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. - Song Li Qingzhao "Drunken Flower Yin".

2, why should Qiang Di complain about the willows, the spring breeze does not pass the jade gate. - Tang Wang Zhihuan, "Liangzhou Ci".

3. People who quietly stand on the bridge don't know, and a star is like the moon to see a long time. Infiltration Debate - Qing Huang Zhong "The Chinese New Year's Eve Happens".

4, Xiaojing but the clouds and temples are changed to hide and shout to demolish, and the night chant should feel the cold moonlight. Stove Jujube - Tang Li Shangyin, "It is difficult to say goodbye when you meet untitled".

5. The teenager doesn't know the taste of sorrow and falls in love with the floor. Fall in love with the floor, and worry about the new words. - Song Xin Qiji, "The Ugly Slave, the Middle Wall of the Shubo Mountain Road".

6. The dream of Yangzhou once in ten years won the name of Qinglou Bo Xing. - Don Du Mu, "Repatriation".

7. In the end, I was alone, and I knew it with tears. - Don Li Bai, "Alone Missing".

8. The days are long and sometimes endless, and this hatred is endless. - Don Bai Juyi, "Song of Long Hatred".

9. The past has become empty, and it is still like a dream. - Nantang Li Yu, "Midnight Song, How Can Life Be Afraid of Hatred".

10. How sad can you be? It is like a river flowing eastward. - Nantang Li Yu, "Poppy Beauty".

Mo Dao does not kill the soul, the curtain is swept by the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. - Song. Li Qingzhao "Drunken Flower Yin".

How sad can you be? It is like a river flowing eastward. - Southern Tang. Li Yu's "Poppy Beauty".

People have nowhere to come when they are worried, and they are always sad when they don't care. - Song. Huang Tingjian, "Reading Taizhen's Biography with Chen Junyi".

The verses in a depressed mood are as follows:

1, Qingqing Yishu is sad, and he has been in the hatred of several people. The rain breaks Wutong's tears, and he remembers himself from the beginning. Spotted bamboo branches, spotted bamboo branches, tear stains send acacia.

2. Fangcao smokes Nanpu Road, and don't cry, look at the green mountains. There are tears when the sea guests return to the pearl, and the people of Zhangtai go to the bones and leave the fragrance. Jun looked at Shi Mangyang, covering his tears and sorrow for eternity.

3. The huge waves of the Yangtze River recruit tears, and the west wind is white overnight. The garden is sad in the past, and the flowers and birds are sad this spring.

4. Cover your sleeves with shame, and make up lazy in spring. The brothers in the sea are separated, and the end of the world is far away with tears.

5. Playing the flute at night is cool for thousands of mountains and months, and the road is dark and charming, with hundreds of flowers. I don't know how to change the world after chess, and I have no choice but to think about my family.

6, a few wisps of green silk are cool in a thousand mountains, turbid wine is drunk and fragrant, and the green jade case is whispered but hurt. The inscription poem is shallow and old wine, the willow wind blows off the wall, and I know who is married under the trees in the countryside.

7. The yellow flowers are piled up all over the ground, haggard and damaged, and now who can pick them. 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.

8. Cook a pot of warm wine, drink the joys and sorrows of the world, who turns around and leaves, and since then sings goodbye, suffering this worry-free. Lyric a love poem, praise the sincerity of the world, who has cold eyes, since then the foolish tears have been exhausted, wetting this paper Dan ink.

9. Fold a branch of white plum and smell the coolness of the world. Who is helpless, and since then, Hua Rongxue has kept this lie.

10. Three thousand weak water is worried, and the flowers are withered and the frost falls into the water. If you divide your sorrow into two halves, one thought and one thought of you.