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Poetry 丨 Eight of the loneliest poems in the world: say all the sorrows and joys in the world, and do your best to be cold and warm

Poetry 丨 Eight of the loneliest poems in the world: say all the sorrows and joys in the world, and do your best to be cold and warm

The ancients said, "The law of the world, living alone and dying alone, will there be companions." ”

Loneliness is the norm in the world, and the hustle and bustle is just a momentary hustle and bustle. Time has stained our green silk, and the years have made us taste loneliness.

No matter how good friends are, there are also times when they disperse, and no matter how deep the feelings, there are also fading days. Li Bai's loneliness is "raising a glass to invite Mingyue"; Liu Zongyuan's loneliness is "fishing alone in the snow of the cold river".

Lin Yutang said, the prosperity of the world is a lot of laughter, but I have two sideburns, when I taste loneliness, you will stand outside the hustle and bustle of the world, how much bustle, has nothing to do with you, the world is drunk and I wake up alone.

Poetry 丨 Eight of the loneliest poems in the world: say all the sorrows and joys in the world, and do your best to be cold and warm

"Where does the Junjia family live"

Don Choi Hao

Where the Jun's family lived, the concubines lived in Hengtang.

Stop the boat for a while, or I am afraid that it is a fellow countryman.

Where is your home, Big Brother? Stop the boat and ask for a while, listen to the accent, we seem to be fellow countrymen.

Being in a foreign country, even hearing the voice of my fellow villagers has become an expectation, so that when I hear a similar accent, I am excited.

Alone outside, whenever I think of my hometown, I always have tears in the corners of my eyes, and when I grow up, I understand that what I can't go back to is my hometown.

Poetry 丨 Eight of the loneliest poems in the world: say all the sorrows and joys in the world, and do your best to be cold and warm

Ascend

Don Du Fu

The wind was rushing, and the tall apes roared, and the white bird of Nagisa Qingsha flew back.

Boundless falling wood, the Endless Yangtze River rolling in.

Wanli Is often a guest in the autumn and has been sick for more than a hundred years.

Hardship hated the frost sideburns, and poured out the newly stopped cloudy wine glass.

On the day of the heavy sun again, the stronger the atmosphere of celebrating the festival in front of others, the more desolate the heart will be.

Fate is like duckweed, but there is no landing in the heavens and the earth, looking far away, the net is the nest of birds, a hundred things wither, how can you not be sad?

Some people say that life is a practice, and everyone is carrying a heavy load. But in fact, the situation changes with the heart, if you have a detached mentality, the autumn scenery is amazingly beautiful;

If your face is full of sorrow, autumn will naturally be sad. In one lifetime, the grass and trees are autumn, and the size is old, so you should have fun and enjoy the rest of your life.

Poetry 丨 Eight of the loneliest poems in the world: say all the sorrows and joys in the world, and do your best to be cold and warm

"Dengyouzhou Tai Song"

Don Chen Ziang

The ancients were not seen before, and the comers were not seen after that.

Thinking of the heavens and the earth, alone but weeping!

When the Khitans attacked Yingzhou, the poet was ordered to go out on a campaign, with the spirit of dedicating his life to the country and fighting the enemy to the death, but unfortunately the general was faint and incompetent, and he himself was powerless, so he could only write this song that has been sung for eternity.

There is a kind of loneliness like a thousand arrows piercing the heart, which is probably that there are ideals in the air and cannot be realized, and there are splendid hearts, but no one appreciates them.

Like Kitajima said, our cups touched together and all we heard was the sound of broken dreams.

But perhaps, after the end of a thousand sails, for life, the ordinary is the best answer, the prosperous place is indifferent, the quiet place is nourished, not seeking to be vigorous, only wishing for the years to be quiet.

Poetry 丨 Eight of the loneliest poems in the world: say all the sorrows and joys in the world, and do your best to be cold and warm

《Jiang Xue》

Don Liu Zongyuan

Thousands of mountain birds flew away, and thousands of people disappeared.

Lonely boat, fishing alone in the snow of the Cold River.

In just four sentences, it says endless loneliness, absolute, extinguished, lonely, and alone, four words, shocking to the eye.

On the lonely boat on the river, there was only an old man wearing a stalk, fishing alone on the cold river. It's not so much fishing as it is loneliness.

Loneliness is the poet's state of mind at this time, because of the failure of reform, he was relegated to the capital, and his friends around him also left one by one, leaving himself alone to live here.

Loneliness is the norm of life, instead of being afraid of loneliness, it is better to pour yourself a cup of tea, slowly open a book, and quietly taste loneliness.

Poetry 丨 Eight of the loneliest poems in the world: say all the sorrows and joys in the world, and do your best to be cold and warm

"Bu Operator Huangzhou Dinghui Courtyard Residence"

Song SuShi

The lack of moon hanging sparse tong, leaking the first quiet of people.

Whoever sees the ghost alone, ethereal and lonely.

Startled but turned back, there is hatred and no one to save.

Picking all the cold branches refuses to perch, and the lonely sandbar is cold.

This poem was composed after Su Shi was degraded to Huangzhou, and there was already silence around him, and at the moment when everything fell asleep, Su Shi was full of heart and wandered alone in the moonlight.

How many sleepless nights will there be in life? Tossing and turning alone, the lights on the opposite floor have been extinguished, the tv show has been finished, the clock is ticking, and your mind is taking over the night instead of the dream.

There are many regretful things in this world, but the most regrettable thing is to compromise with life and forget your original intention.

Some people say that if life gives me countless faces, I will always choose the most painful one to touch. Even if we are lonely, we should feel the true color of life.

Poetry 丨 Eight of the loneliest poems in the world: say all the sorrows and joys in the world, and do your best to be cold and warm

"Little Heavy Mountain: Last Night's Cold Worm Can't Stop Singing"

Southern Song Dynasty Yue Fei

Last night the cold clams couldn't stop chirping.

Shocked back to the dream of a thousand miles, has been three more.

Get up and walk around the stairs alone.

People are quiet, and the moon outside the curtain is bright.

The white head is the name of merit. The old mountain pine bamboo is old, blocking the return journey.

I want to pay my heart to Yaoqin.

There are few acquaintances, and whoever listens to the broken strings.

The Southern Song General Yue Fei had always opposed surrender and vowed to fight against the Jin State to the end, but the whole country, except for him, seemed that others surrendered more carefully, and Song Gaozong and Qin Ju repeatedly held meetings to try to make peace with the Jin State.

The ambition in my heart could not be exercised, the night was halfway through, but there was no drowsiness, and the troubles in my heart were not told, and I could only pass them out through the sound of the piano, and I did not know who could hear it.

Lu Xun said: "It is enough to know oneself in life, and Si Shi should regard it with the same heart." "Life is in the world, thousands of gold is easy to get, confidant is difficult to seek, if you are lucky enough to meet a confidant in your life, you must know how to cherish."

Poetry 丨 Eight of the loneliest poems in the world: say all the sorrows and joys in the world, and do your best to be cold and warm

"Except for the Overnight Stay at Stone Station"

Don Dai Shulun

Who asks in the hotel, the cold light is amiable.

The year will come to an end, and no one will return.

Little sad about the past, laughing at this body.

Sad and fading sideburns, tomorrow is spring again.

Chinese New Year's Eve night, the poet in the lonely inn, only a lonely lamp to accompany people, looking back on the dust is nothing, people feel sad and sad.

The loneliest thing in life is that you are more than half a hundred years old, but you have achieved nothing, although you are sad in your heart, time has not waited for anyone, winter to spring, it is another year.

Life is only a hundred years, in the pursuit of ideals but also to take into account the scenery along the way, Mo wait for the old age, looking back is regret.

Poetry 丨 Eight of the loneliest poems in the world: say all the sorrows and joys in the world, and do your best to be cold and warm

"Linjiang Immortal"

Ming Yang Shen

The water rolling in the east of the Yangtze River, the waves exhaust the heroes.

Success or failure turns empty.

The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red a few degrees.

White-haired fisherman on the river, used to watch the autumn moon and spring breeze.

A pot of turbid wine is a happy encounter.

How many things in ancient and modern times are in the process of laughter.

Qingshan is not old, see all the hot and cool world, accompanied by wine and laughter, release the burden of the heart.

Let the rivers and rivers exhaust the world's affairs and turn into a gushing trend, but there will always be some eternity in the rush.

Life is a lonely trip, some scenery can only be enjoyed by one person, no matter how much prosperity you have walked, you still have to return to quiet after all.

Poetry 丨 Eight of the loneliest poems in the world: say all the sorrows and joys in the world, and do your best to be cold and warm

Although the world is impermanent, life is only once for everyone, once in a lifetime, it is impossible to start again, whether it is joy or sorrow, it is worth cherishing.

May you have peace of mind, taste loneliness, and watch the warmth and cold of the world in the plainness of the long stream of thin water!

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