Alright, here are some ancient, beautiful, and sad poems: I miss you, but I don't know when I'll see you again. I'm embarrassed this night. Li Bai's Autumn Wind The sound of wind and rain in the night knows how many flowers have fallen. Meng Haoran's Spring Dawn With tears in my eyes, I ask the flowers without saying a word, and the red flowers fly over the swing. Li Qingzhao's Dream Like Order Don't you see that the Yellow River flows from heaven to the sea and never returns? Li Bai's << Wine >> May we spend a long time together. Li Bai's Silent Night Thoughts Don't you see the bright mirror in the high hall grieve for the white hair in the morning, like the black hair turning into snow in the evening? Li Bai's "Going to Wuxing and Climbing Leyouyuan" If life is only like the first time, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan? Li Qingzhao's Dream Like Order 8. The heart of an old friend is easily changed. Li Qingzhao's Dream Like Order 9. The flower man stands alone, and the swallows fly in pairs. Yan Jidao's "Linjiang Immortal" Don't say that the curtain of ecstasy rolls up, and the man in the west wind is thinner than the yellow flower. Li Qingzhao's Dream Like Order
Alright, here are some ancient and sad love poems: Lovesickness, longing, promise, blind date, stay, stay, chase, add. Song of Everlasting Sorrow 2. Red tears droop down, tearful eyes ask the flowers, not saying a word, the red flies over the swing. Sapphire Case: Yuan Xi There are trees on the mountain, trees have branches, and the heart delights you, but you don't know it. Song of the Yue People Tears wet my clothes, my heart is heavy, I miss you like a full moon, every night, the light is reduced. [Jiangcheng Zi, Dream Record on the 20th Night of the First Month of the First Month] 5. The world's wind and clouds come from our generation. As soon as we enter the Jianghu, the years urge the emperor to seek hegemony. In the laughter, we can't win. Life is drunk. [Smiling Proud in the World] 6. The flower man stands alone, and the swallows fly in pairs, passing through all the thousands of sails, but they are not the setting sun, the pulsing water, and the white apple island. Sapphire Case: Yuan Xi 7 In the green garden the sunflowers wait for the morning dew to dry. In spring, all things in the world shine. I often worry that the yellow flowers will wither when the autumn festival comes. When will the rivers flow east to the sea and return to the west? If you don't work hard in your youth, you'll be sad in your old age. Song of Everlasting Sorrow If the love between two people lasts for a long time, how can it be morning and evening? Qin Guan's " Fairy of the Magpie Bridge " 9. There will be no end to this hatred for eternity. Bai Juyi's Song of Everlasting Regret 10 Your heart and my heart are connected. Zhang Ji's Song of a Tempered Woman: Autumn Thoughts
Ancient style, beautiful poem, novel material Ancient poetry was a type of literary work that usually used traditional classical literature forms and incorporated elements of modern poetry to express the author's emotions and thoughts. The content of ancient poetry could be about love, friendship, nature, history, etc. It could also be about culture, philosophy, etc. The material of a novel was also a literary work composed of various plots, characters, scenes, etc. It was usually used to create various types of novels. The material of a novel could be real events, historical stories, myths and legends, science fiction stories, etc., or it could be adapted from real events. Ancient poetry and novel materials could be used to create various types of literary works, but their forms of expression and theme were different, and they needed to be chosen according to the preferences and needs of the creator.
There were many beautiful and sad poems in the ancient style, such as: I'll bury you in the mud and bones in the spring, and I'll send you to the world with snow all over my head. 2. The flower man stands alone, and the swallows fly in pairs. When we meet, it's hard to say goodbye. The east wind is powerless, and the flowers are broken. Have you not seen the Yellow River's water come up from the sky and rush into the sea, never to return? 5 In the green garden the sunflowers wait for the morning dew to dry. In spring, all things in the world shine. 6. Outside the pavilion, the ancient road is surrounded by fragrant grass and green sky. The evening breeze blows the willows, and the flute's sound remains the setting sun beyond the mountains. 7. Red beans grow in the southern part of the country. I hope you will pick more of these things and miss them the most. 8 days of eternity, sometimes the end of this hatred is endless. I only pity the orioles singing in the deep trees by the secluded grass stream. 10 days, the street drizzled like crisp grass, looking far away but not close.
An example of the beautiful and sad ancient style grouping is as follows: Dreaming Back to Jiangnan Misty Rain Beauty Orchids in the Empty Valley 4 Fallen Flowers 5. The Cold River 6 Remnant Dreams Tears of Separation Love in Troubled Times Peerless Beauty 10 Souls Return to the Distance Traceless Remnant Dreams 12 Sorrow Turns into a River Leaving Hatred in Empty Space The Sorrow of Separation A Lifetime and a Couple
Looking back, I've always been in a bleak place. I've returned without rain or clear sky. After the rain in the empty mountain, I hang on the southeast branch. 3. Toast the moon to the shadow, and we will become three people. Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river flowing eastward in spring. Outside the pavilion, the ancient road is surrounded by fragrant grass and green sky. The evening breeze blows the willows, and the flute's sound remains the setting sun beyond the mountains.
An example of a beautiful ancient style famous sentence with Jiahewen is as follows: 1. Heroes of the past have no tears. Li Qingzhao's Dream Like Order 2 days of light rain on the street, as moist as the crisp grass color, looking from afar but not close. Lu You's "The Phoenix with the Head of a Dragon, The Feelings of the World" The grass on the plains withers and thrives every year. Bai Juyi's Farewell to the Ancient Grass The mountain is heavy and the water is heavy. There is no way out. There is another village in the dark. Lu You's "Mountain West Village Tour" The sunset clouds and lone ducks fly together in autumn water, sharing the same color in the sky. Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng by Wang Bo The Yellow River is far away, a lonely city in the white clouds. Du Fu's Ascending The green mountains cannot hide it, after all, it flows eastward. Xin Qiji's Bodhisattva Man·Writing on the Wall of the Mouth in Jiangxi Province The monkeys on both banks can't stop crying. The light boat has already passed ten thousand mountains. Li Bai's " Leaving White Emperor City Early " The spring breeze is green again. When will the bright moon shine on me again? Wang Anshi's Boat Moored in Guazhou 10. Hanging on the southeast branch after the new rain in the empty mountain. Li Bai's Journey to the Mountains
1. Flowing Light easily turns people red, cherries green, and plantains green. in that past, people had already gone to the empty Yellow Crane Tower on a yellow crane. The yellow crane is gone, never to return. Qingchuan calendar Hanyang trees, fragrant grass lush parrot island. Where is the village at dusk? the misty waves on the river make one sad. Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river flowing eastward in spring. Looking back, I've always been in a bleak place. I've returned without rain or clear sky. Even a beautiful woman can't beat Years Flow Like Water.
The following were all Gu Feng's heart-wrenching and poignant sentences: I miss two places, but I don't know it through the bright moon. The red rain turns into waves at will, and the green mountains are always flowing with green water. When I leave, I turn my head and look back at the waning lights. The lights are already dusk. 4. Hanging on the southeast branch after the new rain in the empty mountain. Sunset clouds and lone ducks fly together in autumn water, sharing the same color in the sky. Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river flowing eastward in spring. 7 Alone in a foreign land, as a stranger, I miss my family more than ever during the festive season. Have you not seen the Yellow River's waters come from the heavens and rush into the sea, never to return? I can't cut it out, it's still messy, it's the sorrow of separation, it's not the same feeling in my heart. Don't listen to the sound of leaves breaking through the forest, why not sing and walk slowly? Bamboo cane, straw shoes, light than a horse, who is afraid? a coir raincoat, misty and misty, is all I have in my life. The chilly spring breeze blows the drunkard awake, slightly cold, but the slanting light of the mountaintop remains. Drunk, I light a lamp and watch my sword dream back, blowing its horn and connecting the camp. 12 tearful eyes ask flowers, not a word, red flies over the swing. Have you not seen the bright mirror in the high hall grieve for the white hair that is like black hair in the morning and turns into snow in the evening? The righteous path in the human world is a vicissitudes of life. Don't be too arrogant. 15 In the green garden the sunflowers wait for the morning dew to dry. In spring, all things in the world shine. I often worry that the yellow flowers will wither when the autumn festival comes. When will the rivers flow east to the sea and return to the west? When young and strong, you don't work hard. When old, you feel sad.
the smoke flows, the cold water, the bones break my heart.
The long wind and waves will sometimes hang the clouds and sail across the sea. 2 Drunk, I light the lamp and watch the sword dream back to the horn camp. Three decades to sharpen a sword, the blade of frost never tried. 4 ambition hungry meal Hu Krupp meat laughing talk thirsty drink Xiongnu blood. 5. Give it your all until you die.