Poems describing loneliness at dusk

Poems about loneliness and dusk 1. Evening poem

Heartbroken in spring

The sun is shining outside the screen window, and dusk is coming; Lock the gorgeous house, no one sees my sad tears.

The courtyard is lonely and the spring scenery is dying; Pear flower falls, close the door.

join the army

The bonfire is in the west of the city 100 feet, and you sit alone in the sea breeze and autumn at dusk.

Guan Shanyue, who plays Qiangdi, is not worried about the golden boy Wan Li.

Give one of two songs on behalf of others.

Upstairs, I want to rest at dusk, and the jade ladder is like a hook.

Banana hearts don't show lilac's frustration, but they are also sad about the spring breeze.

Leyouyuan scenic spot

With the shadow of dusk in my heart, I drove forward in the grave of my friends;

Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk.

Yamagata Xiaomei

All fragrant people shake off their brilliance and occupy all the amorous feelings of the small garden.

"Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk."

Cold birds want to fly, first glimpse plum blossoms; Butterflies will be enchanting if they know the beauty of plum blossoms.

Fortunately, there are micro-songs to compare, and there is no need for sandalwood golden jars.

Bu operator

Outside the bridge, the plum blossoms are lonely, no matter what.

Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, already exhausted, but also subject to wind and rain.

Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care.

Scattered into mud, rolled into dust, only fragrance remains.

A butterfly in love with flowers

There are weeping willows outside the building,

Want to be young, stay less in spring, let's go.

Wandering catkins in the wind,

Follow the spring and see where to go.

Green mountains and green waters smell Du Yu,

He is heartless, and Mo Ye is miserable.

Send wine to Chunchun Silence,

It rained at dusk.

Give birth to a son Yuanxi

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the flower market is brightly lit. The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk.

On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year. I will never see my old friend last year again, and my tears are soaked through my clothes.

2. Lonely Poems in the Sunset

People say that the place where the sun sets is the horizon. I try to look at the horizon, but I can't see my home. _ _ _ "Homesickness" [Song] Li Gou

A thousand miles away, the lonely city is closed _ _ —— The Fisherman's Passion (Fan Zhongyan)

The setting sun is crazy in Pingsha, and the stars are high and low in Gansu.

The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen. Ambassador to the fortress (Wang)

As time goes by, the water is clear and the waves are cool. Li Bai's "Climbing the Xinping Building"

Nostalgia [Song] Li Gou

People say that the sunset is the end of the world, and you can't see it far away.

"Miscellaneous songs, water tune songs"

The sun sets in Pingsha, and the stars in Gansu are high and low

Bai Juyi's Gao Ting, Yu Shengping's New Residence in Heyuan, Eight Servants and Four quatrains

Looking at the oblique position of the sunset, a piece of spring haze reflects half a ring.

Two Problems of Du Mu in Qi 'an County

On the bridge of Erji Sunset Creek, half a ray of light smoke is in the willow shadow.

Du Fu's Sunset

The sunset is on the hook, and the spring is quiet by the stream. Wheatgrass is on the shore, and firewood leans on the sand boat. Birds are fighting for branches and flying insects are swimming around the yard. Whoever makes you confused will dispel thousands of troubles with one action.

Poetry about (describing) the sunset (sunset)

To see the sun, for all his glory, but near dusk.

When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

A sunset gradually sank into the river, half green and half green.

The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen.

Castle Peak still exists, the sun still rises and the sunset still sets.

The mountain reflects the sunset and the sky meets the water, the grass is ruthless, and the sunset is more outside.

All the valleys are full of sounds, including the sound of dusk. The peaks are silent and the sun sets.

Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic.

Sunset lingers at the ferry, and the smoke from supper rises from the house.

There are some weeds blooming by the Suzaku Bridge, and there is only sunset at the corner of Wuyi Lane.

Sunset and lonely Qi Fei, autumn waters and sky are the same.

Nostalgia [Song] Li Gou

People say that the place where the sun sets is the horizon. I try to look at the horizon, but I can't see my home.

The Fisherman's Pride (Fan Zhongyan)

Thousands of miles away, the long smoke closes.

"Miscellaneous songs, water tune songs"

The sun sets in Pingsha, and the stars in Gansu are high and low

Bai Juyi's Gao Ting, Yu Shengping's New Residence in Heyuan, Eight Servants and Four quatrains

Looking at the oblique position of the sunset, a piece of spring haze reflects half a ring.

Two Problems of Du Mu in Qi 'an County

On the bridge of Erji Sunset Creek, half a ray of light smoke is in the willow shadow.

Li Bai's "Climbing the Xinping Building"

As time goes by, the water is cool.

Du Fu's Sunset

The sunset is on the hook, and the spring is quiet by the stream. Wheatgrass is on the shore, and firewood leans on the sand boat. Birds are fighting for branches and flying insects are swimming around the yard. Whoever makes you confused will dispel thousands of troubles with one action.

Ambassador to the fortress (Wang)

The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen.

3. Poems describing dusk and sunset

When I saw the sun, although he was radiant, it was already sunset, and the lonely Qi Fei, autumn water and the sky were the same.

"Preface to Wang Tengting" Sunset in Wang Bo, heartbroken at the end of the world. "Day crystal sand. Qiu Si "Ma Zhiyuan desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen.

Wang Wei, seeing the sun, all his glory was buried in the coming night. Leyou Tomb Group Li Shangyin Mountain covers the daytime, and the ocean drains the golden river.

In the Lodge of Herons, Wang Zhihuan is full of water. The article "Looking at the South of the Yangtze River" is long in Wan Li, and long in smoke.

Fan Zhongyan's "The Fisherman's Pride" is full of autumn water, and the sunset is red in summer. Zhao Yi's "The Light of Taihu Lake" is covered with sunset, half river rustling and half river red.

Bai Juyi's Ode to Mujiang lasts forever, the setting sun is far away, and the water is cool. Li Bai's "Deng Xinping Lou" is full of peach blossoms, and the sunset outside Dianshan Lake is red.

Su's "Wumen" is on the sunset creek bridge, and a half ray of light smoke is in the willow shadow. In Du Mu's "Occasionally Writing Two Questions in Qi 'an County", the setting sun in Pingsha is in the west, and the stars in Gansu are high and low.

The sunset is on the hook, and the spring is quiet by the stream. Du Fu's Sunset in front of the Independent Buddhist Temple in the Tang Dynasty At dusk, the ground was covered with Sophora japonica and cicadas.

Generally, the heart is always bitter at four o'clock, and the time of heartache is autumn. Spring village Tang Bai Juyi February village garden warm, mulberry Dai Shengfei.

Farmers plow old valleys, and silkworms pray for new clothes. Cattle and horses are far from the wind, and chickens and dolphins are too rare.

At dusk, on the forest road, drums and flutes play for the gods. Looking back at Baijuyi River, Tang Dynasty and Jiangzhou, I saw Hua Shuang's watch, and I knew it was Xunyang Xiguanmen.

Or go to a lonely boat for three or four miles, and the hookah sand rain will come to dusk. Wei Zihua Tang Bai Juyi's four views on paper quietness, bell and drum tower engraved with long gaps.

Who is the companion sitting alone at dusk? Wei Zihua versus Ziweilang. Last month, the evening tide of Baorong in Tang Dynasty set in Nansha Ming, and the moonlight in autumn covered with sand and snow.

Hydrology is neither smoky nor swaying, and the plain is cold and empty. Sitting alone in Tang Du Fu's sorrow, returning, and carrying a lonely city on crutches.

Rivers converge, the mainland emerges, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the wind is crisp. Cang Ming's service failed, and Zhu Bi lost his life.

Appreciate this yellow bird and throw it at Lin Yu. In the Tang Dynasty, it was dusk in the north of Du Fu Chu Palace, and raindrops were printed in the west of Baidicheng.

Back to the river, over the cliff, back to the clouds and trees, lost the mountain village. Lung disease in old age is just to sit back and relax, and close the door early when you are worried.

Don't stay in the chaos for a long time, the south has no soul.

4. Poems about loneliness

1, the piper went to Lou Yu, who was heartbroken?

2, sitting alone, advocating independent pay, lying alone. Standing hurts, even touching people hurts.

3. A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue.

The sober man and saint of the old days were forgotten, and only the drinker left his name.

5, the soul dream is unbearable, more embarrassing.

6, it's hard to say, the window is bright and clean, and the shadow is still romantic.

7. I miss heaven and earth, and there is no limit, and I cry alone.

8. Where are people? Even it's getting dark, and the way home is broken.

9. Wash and dress, and lean on Wangjianglou alone.

10, who saw a lonely person traveling alone, ethereal and lonely.

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1 1, only the running water in front of the building. If you miss me, stare at me all day. Looking at that place, I added a new sadness from now on.

12, I sang. The moon encourages me and I dance. My shadow is rolling in the back.

13, it's easy to meet, but difficult to leave, so where will I look back?

14, all the lonely cries fly towards the moon and shadow.

15, broken bridge outside the post, lonely and ownerless.

16, this time, what a sad sentence!

17, tears on the pillow are like rain outside the window.

18, few friends, who will listen to the broken string.

19, walking in the bustling crowd, every step is lonely, every step is lonely!

5. Poetry related to dusk

Muli

Tang Bai Juyi

At dusk, in front of the independent Buddhist temple, the ground was full of Sophora japonica cicadas.

Generally, the heart is always bitter at four o'clock, and the time of heartache is autumn.

Chuncun village

Tang Bai Juyi

In February, the village garden was warm, and Dai Shengfei was among the mulberry trees.

Farmers plow old valleys, and silkworms pray for new clothes.

Cattle and horses are far from the wind, and chickens and dolphins are too rare.

At dusk, on the forest road, drums and flutes play for the gods.

Wangjiangzhou

Tang Bai Juyi

Jiang Hui saw the double watch, knowing that it was Xunyang West Gate.

Or go to a lonely boat for three or four miles, and the hookah sand rain will come to dusk.

Purple osmanthus

Tang Bai Juyi

Your papers are quiet and the bells and drums are long.

Who is the companion sitting alone at dusk? Wei Zihua versus Ziweilang.

Shayueyue

Tang baorong

At dusk, Nansha ebbs, and the moonlight in autumn is covered with sand and the snow is clear.

Hydrology is neither smoky nor swaying, and the plain is cold and empty.

Sit alone

Don du fu

Sorrow returns to the white head, and the lonely city is carried on crutches. Rivers converge, the mainland emerges, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the wind is crisp.

Cang Ming's service failed, and Zhu Bi lost his life. Appreciate this yellow bird and throw it at Lin Yu.

light reflex

Don du fu

It is dusk in the north of Chu Palace, and raindrops are printed in the west of Baidicheng. Back in the river, over the cliff,

Returning to the cloud to help the tree lose the mountain village. Lung disease in old age is just to sit back and relax, and close the door early when you are worried.

Don't stay in the chaos for a long time, the south has no soul.

Guiyan

Dondum

The gallery is full of songs and dances, and people who go to the club don't watch it.

The dragon is the companion of Jiang Loushi, but he still needs to lean on the fence at dusk.

crow

Dondum

Disturbing people to turn over, cold smoke rises at dusk.

Mao deceives the queen's hair, and her voice feels Chu Ji's string.

Under the wind, the frost forest fell asleep with its wings.

Just like traveling to the west, it can't be white.

Residual flower

Tang hanhe

There are a lot of residual snow in the afterglow, and the fragrance is still endless. At dusk, the moon is blue and white,

After the Qingming Festival, a rare red. The grass under the tree is clean, and the wind on the wall is urgent.

On this day, in the sad place of Xiyuan, a song water flowed eastward.

Wuqiqu

Tangli section

The white horse chases the Zhu car and enters the narrow slope at dusk. Narrow willows compete for the night,

You can't fly to the house without fighting for branches. The young woman in the East Room joined the army. Every time she heard a crow, she knew it was dark.

Leyou tomb

Don

In the evening, I was unhappy and drove to Gu.

Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk.

6. Lonely dusk encourages poetry

Reading Nalan Ci is full of sadness, hate, tears, sorrow and heartbroken ... A single word "sorrow" has been used for more than 90 times, and each word "sorrow" has different meanings in different words.

Nalan Rong Ruo has made great achievements in his life, so he can only select some of my favorite works and make a brief explanation. Because most ancient poems can only be understood, not expressed. There are a thousand different views in the eyes of a thousand people. If you savor them carefully, you will have another feeling. Without further ado, let's appreciate Nalan Rong Ruo's wonderful writing style.

Butterfly lovers is the most pity for the moon, the past is like a ring, and the past is like a sigh. If the moon finally comes out, I will not hesitate to be roasted by snow and ice.

Without that dust, the swallow is still there, said the soft curtain hook. After singing the autumn grave, I didn't rest, and the spring bush recognized the amphibious butterfly.

This poem was written by Rong Ruo in memory of his dead wife. The tone of the word is mainly blue and white, revealing a feeling of elegance and sadness. Almost sighing that all the good things in the world are too short, I hope that youth and love can be immortal. ) Die Hua Lian Chusai ancient rivers and mountains have no evidence, drawing horns and horses.

Everything is desolate, who can speak? The west wind blows the old Danfeng. Never complain about countless things? Ma Tiejin Pavilion, Qingcheng Evening Road.

How much love? The rain in late autumn shines on the mountains. I like this word very much. The first three sentences of Shangxiaque are ambitious, while the last two sentences are graceful and sad. They successfully combine pride and tenderness, and every time they read it, they can imagine the tragic picture of the war, which makes people memorable. )

Meet each other like a dream, the musk deer moon is slightly smoky, and the sunset dives downstairs. Infinite sadness makes the face of the boudoir thin, but no one knows her sadness. Play with the parrot at leisure and teach it to recite my lover's poems to me.

Try to imagine, God.

7. Poems about loneliness

Wang Wei's "being a stranger alone in a foreign land, missing everywhere alone" is a wandering loneliness.

Li Shangyin's "to see the sun, for all his glory, buried by the coming night" is a kind of loneliness that is about to disappear;

Yan Shu's "helpless flowers, small garden fragrance path wandering alone" is a kind of helpless loneliness;

Li Yu's "How much sorrow can there be, just like a river flowing eastward" and "The old country is unbearable to look back on the bright future"

This is the loneliness of a fallen king.

Ordinary people are lonely, and so are people with lofty ideals.

Qu Yuan was exiled, wandering by the river, feeling that the world was muddy, and I was alone, which was a profound loneliness.

Jia Yi is in Changsha, feeling the autumn wind rustling and falling leaves, which is a kind of loneliness without talent;

Zhuge Liang devoted all his efforts to the prosperity of Shu Han until his death. He has a wise moment alone, which is

Loneliness with no one to share the burden;

Chen Ziang said on the stage in Youzhou, "Where was the past before me? Behind me, where are the future generations? Miss the world, and I am alone in tears ",this is a kind of loneliness that no one understands;

Li Bai's When Will I See the Spring? It is a kind of loneliness that can't be achieved with empty ambition.

Xin Qiji's "patting the railing all over, no one attended, he came to the scene" is a kind of loneliness without a confidant.

8. I urgently need poems about sunset and dusk, * * * ten poems.

Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk.

Lonely smoke in the desert, the sun sets in the long river-Wang Wei, heartbroken people scattering water in the end of the world-Ma Zhiyuan, half river rustling and half river red-Bai Juyi drinks a new song and a glass of wine in the sand song "Yan Shu" in Huanxi. Last year, the weather got old. When will the sunset come back? There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns.

Wandering alone in the small garden, fragrant path. How many spring and autumn sounds have been lost when Yang Guan said goodbye to Jun with tears? Looking at Jun Jun all day, I can only see the sunset.

Send Che Ling to Liu Changqing, and from the temple, deep in its tender bamboo, there comes the deep sound of the evening bell. Li He took the sunset, and Qingshan went home alone.

The river beam is worth the rain. In history, there were Yan Yu, Shangguan Shiliang and LAM Raymond, and the sunset was sad. The title of the Green Wave Pavilion is Chen Yuan's eternal hatred of the sunset, and he will pay a short pavilion. The people who boarded Xiasong Ferry in Langshan, Tongzhou, were thin and dark, afraid of the sunset. You will like bamboo new with rain, Qian Qi, a message from my research at the mouth of the valley to review Yang, and the mountains are gentle in the sunset. It was a sunny day, and on the Xu Lake, several boats came back with flutes and drums in the sunset. For the love of the sunset, the land tour in Dongcun wants to return Xiaoli. The sunset at the corner of Wuyi Lane and the wild flowers beside Zhuque Bridge by Liu Yuxi are oblique. In the old society, Wang Xietang flew into the homes of ordinary people.

9. Poems describing dusk

1, like a dream, thin moon, dusk courtyard

Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

In the courtyard at dusk, the language is dense and the teaching is shallow. Do you know the heart? Old grievances and new love are 50/50. Who saw it? Who saw it? The pillow was dyed red with tears.

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In the courtyard at dusk, the bright moon is in the sky, and their love stories are constantly decreasing. Now, future lovers have known each other for a long time. I wonder if that person's heart is true? Still pretending? Old grievances and new love, old feelings and new grievances are intertwined, unclear and confusing. Who can see my sad thoughts, sleepless nights, red tears on my face and letters soaked in coral pillows?

2. At dusk, Yu Mei is listening to Chengtoujiao again.

Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

At dusk, listening to the corner of the city head again, I was in a bad mood. The initial boiling of the medicine furnace is short and green, and there is no lingering fragrance and half a trace of annoyance.

Affectionate since ancient times, the original disease, clear mirror cherish clear shadow. With a flick of a finger, tears fell like silk, and the Central Committee and Dongfeng Hugh sent jade people to know.

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At dusk, I heard the horn from Chengtou again. I can hardly sit up when I am sick, and I am in a bad mood. As soon as the medicine is boiled, the lamp and candle will emit a blue flame, and the burning incense will emit half a wisp of smoke, which will arouse infinite sadness.

Affectionate people have been sick since ancient times. I looked in the mirror and lamented my haggard face. Read one of your "words between your fingers" and tears will fall down at once. Please don't tell you that I miss you when I am sick.

3. Jiang Shenzi, it is still raining at dusk.

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

Ancient preface: Xue Huai, ambassador Zhu Kangshu, and I know what the ambassador thinks of me, so I wrote Jiang Shenzi to send it.

It's still raining at night. Open the curtain at dawn to flatten the eaves. The sky is low in the river, and there is nowhere to recognize the green curtain. Who will accompany me when I sit alone and sing frozen songs? Wipe away the sick eyes and twist off the beard.

Let your guests get drunk and tired. Crystal salt, sweet for whom? Holding plum blossoms, looking east at Tao Qian. Snow is like an old friend and people are like snow. Although cute, some people think it is.

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Yesterday evening, it was raining in Mao Mao. I woke up the next morning and opened the curtains, only to find that the heavy snow was almost flush with the eaves. The river is wide and the sky is low, and the long white snow covers the wine flag of the riverside pub. I sat alone in the cold and recited poems. Who's with me? Wipe your dim eyes and stroke your aging beard.

You may be enjoying a feast. Who is this crystal clear snow for? I looked east with plum blossom in my hand, thinking about Tao Qian. Snow is like an old friend, and old friends are like snow. Although cute, I am afraid of being "suspected".

4. How deep are the flowers and the courtyard?

Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu

In the courtyard, deep willows pile up smoke, and the curtains are not counted. Jade music carving saddle tour smelting place, the building is not high, look at Zhangtai Road.

March storm, closing at dusk, not planning to stay in spring. Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing.

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The courtyard is deep. How deep is it? Willow Yiyi, flying with patches of smoke, a curtain with many layers. Luxurious chariots and horses are parked in the place where aristocratic childe plays. She went upstairs and looked into the distance, but she couldn't see the way to Zhangtai.

Spring is dusk, and the rain in March is accompanied by strong winds. No matter how you hide the evening scenery, you can't keep spring. I tearfully asked Luohua if she knew my thoughts. Falling flowers are silent and chaotic, flying out of the swing bit by bit.

5, raw tea Yuan Xi

Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the flower market is brightly lit.

The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk.

On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year.

I will never see my old friend last year again, and my tears are soaked through my clothes. (Tears Wet: A Work: Full)

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Last year, on the fifteenth day of the first month of the Lantern Festival, the lights in the flower market were as bright as during the day.

The moon rises at the top of the willow tree, and he asks me to talk to him after dusk.

On the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year.

I never saw my old friend last year again, and tears soaked her clothes unconsciously.