Poems about inner thoughts 1. Poems about writing people's inner thoughts
Poems about the scenery of four seasons in spring, summer, autumn and winter 1. Early spring: the sky is drizzly and crisp, but the grass color is near at a distance.
—— Early Spring by Han Yu 2. I awake light-hearted this morning of spring, everywhere round me the singing of birds. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" 3, the Silken River, bright with spring, floats between earth and heaven, like a line of cloud by the Jade Peak, between ancient days and now.
-Du Fu's "Climbing the Building" 4. Spring scenery can't be shut up in the garden, and an apricot comes out of the wall. -Ye Shaoweng's "The Garden is Worthless" 5. There is nothing to do, and it seems that I have met Yan's return.
-Yan Shu's "Huanxisha" 6. Early spring: I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. -He Zhizhang's "Singing Willow" 7. Early spring: Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and whose new swallow pecks at spring mud.
—— Bai Juyi's Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake. 8. The spring tide is in Lian Haiping, and the bright moon is born at sea. -Zhang Ruoxu's "Moonlit Night on the Spring River" 9. Why should the Qiangdi blame the willows? The spring breeze is not enough.
-Wang Zhihuan's "Liangzhou Ci" 1. Yang Hua falls to the full, and Wen Daolong crosses the five streams. -Li Bai's "I heard that Wang Changling moved to Longbiao Yao to send this" 11. When will the bright moon shine on me when the spring breeze is green and Jiang Nanan is green?
-Wang Anshi's "Boarding a Boat and Melon Boat" 12. An old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. -Li Bai's "a farewell to meng haoran on his way to yangzhou" Summer 1. In the rice fragrance, it is said that there is a good year, listening to the frogs.
-Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon" 2. Xiao He just showed his sharp horns, and dragonflies stood on it long ago. -Yang Wanli's "Xiaochi" 3. The bright moon is not surprised, and the breeze is humming in the middle of the night.
—— Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon" 4. The trees are dark and the summer is long, and the balcony reflects into the pond. -Gao Pian's "Summer in the Mountain Pavilion" 5. The clothes and towels are falling with jujube flowers, and the car is ringing in the south of the village.
-Su Shi's "Huanxisha" 6. After the end of the night, I returned to the boat and strayed into the depths of lotus flowers. -Li Qingzhao's "Like a Dream" 7. The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, and the hibiscus opens to both sides of the face.
—— Wang Changling's "Picking Lotus Songs" 8. Dripping the wisps to clear the dew, the flow sounds like sparse tung. -Yu Shinan's "Cicada" 9. The lotus leaves are infinitely blue in the next day, and the lotus flowers are different in color when reflected in the sun.
—— Yang Wanli's Dawn Out of Jingci Temple to Send Lin Zifang Autumn 1, wait till the Mountain Holiday, I am coming again in chrysanthemum time. -Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Man's Village" 2. frosty night and Jiang Feng are worried about sleeping.
—— Zhang Ji's a night-mooring near maple bridge 3. Stop and sit in the maple grove late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers. -Du Fu's "Mountain Walk" 4. A crane in a clear sky rows clouds, which leads poetry to Bixiao.
-Liu Yuxi's "Autumn Ci" 5. Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely, and I say that autumn is better than spring. -Liu Yuxi's Autumn Poems 6. Go to the West Building without words, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks the clear autumn-Li Wei's Meet You Huan 7. There are many trees and lush grass.
-Cao Cao's "Looking at the Sea" 8. The autumn wind is bleak and the waves are surging. -Cao Cao's "Watching the Sea" 9. The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang geese go without paying attention.
-Fan Zhongyan's "Fisherman's Pride" 1. In August, the high wind howled, and it rolled up the triple grass on my house. -Du Fu's "Cottage Broken by Autumn Wind" 11, and the autumn wind is blowing my heart, for ever and ever toward the Jade Pass.
-Li Bai's Midnight Wu Ge 12, the quiet dusk might seem a little sad, if this autumn weather were not so brisk and clear. -Meng Haoran's "Autumn Mount Wang Wu" 13, silver candle Qiu Guang cold painting screen, light Luo small fan flapping fireflies.
—— Autumn Evening by Du Mu 14. leaves are dropping down like the spray of a waterfall, while I watch the long river always rolling on. -Du Fu's "Ascending the Mountain" 15. Sprinkle the rainy days on the river and wash the autumn.
—— Liu Yong's "Whispering Ganzhou" Winter 1. Thousands of miles are frozen, and Wan Li is snowing. -Mao Zedong's "Qinyuan Spring Snow" 2, is like a spring gale, come up in the night, blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.
-Cen Can's "a Song of White Snow in Farewell to Field-Clerk Wu Going Home" 3. Snowflakes in Yanshan Mountain are as big as seats, and they blow off XuanYuanTai one by one. -Li Bai's "Popular in the North" 4. The sea is dry and the clouds are bleak and Wan Li is condensed.
-Cen Can's a Song of White Snow in Farewell to Field-Clerk Wu Going Home 5, the north wind rolls the white grasses and breaks them, and the Eighth-month snow across the Tartar sky. -Cen Can's "a Song of White Snow in Farewell to Field-Clerk Wu Going Home" 6. I don't know if the tree in the garden is a real plum.
-Chun Xue by the oriental Qiu 7. Heaven and man would rather be clever than clever, and cut water to make flowers fly. -Lu Chang's "Surprised Snow" 8. There are several plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone.
—— Plum Blossoms by Wang Anshi 9. see how Zhongnan Mountain soars, with its white top over floating clouds. -Zu Yong's on seeing the snow-peak of zhongnan 1, a little boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river-snow.
—— Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue 11. It's a long day in Huang Yun, and the north wind blows snow one after another. -Gao Shi's "Don't Dong Da" 12, while the sharp wind's point cuts the face like a knife, and snowy sweat steams on the horses' backs.
—— Cen Can's poem "Going on a Journey to the West" 1. In front of the window, the flowers are blooming. -Wang Wei's "Miscellaneous Poems" 2. Flowers can be folded straight, so don't wait for no flowers to be folded.
—— Du Qiuniang's "The Witch Suit" 3. Fishing boats chase the water and love the mountain village, and the peach-trees on both banks lead him to an ancient source. -Wang Wei's "Taoyuanxing" 4, wait till the Mountain Holiday, I am coming again in chrysanthemum time.
—— Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Man's Village" 5. I don't know where to go, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze. 6, picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see Nanshan.
-Tao Yuanming's Drinking. 7. The crystal curtain is breezy, and a yard full of roses is fragrant. 8. The garden can't be closed in spring, and an apricot comes out of the wall. -Ye Shaoweng's "It's not worthwhile to visit the garden" 9. The lotus leaves are infinitely bright in the sky, and the lotus flowers are red in the sun-Yang Wanli's "Dawn Jingci Temple to send Lin Zifang" 1. Rustling clothes and towels fall on jujube flowers.
-Su Shi's "Huanxisha" 11. I am disappointed with the red peony in front of the stage, and there are only two remnants late. -Bai Juyi's "Poetry of Peony Flowers" 12. Affectionate peony contains spring tears, and it is powerless to lie on the branches.
-Qin Guan's "Five Poems on Spring Day" 13. There are several plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens them alone. -Song Wang Anshi's "Plum Blossom" 14. Peach and plum blossoms in the east of Luoyang, flying around.
—— Liu Xiyi 15. Yang Hua falls to the ground, and Wen Daolong crosses the five streams. 16, rice flowers say good harvest, listen to the sound of frogs.
-Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon" 17. Pear blossoms are everywhere. 18, children hurried after Huang Die, flying into the cauliflower nowhere to find.
19. Don't come home in the spring, and you will see cherry blossoms in the jade window. -Li Bai's "Long Separation" 2, August cold reed flowers, autumn river waves are white.
-Li Jie's "Send Liu Yu" 21. Shu once heard of Zigui birds, and Xuancheng also saw azaleas. -Li Bai's "Seeing the Rhododendron in Xuancheng" 22. In the city, peaches and plums are worried about the wind and rain, and in spring, the shepherd's purse flowers are in Xitou.
-Xin Qiji's "Covering the Sky" 23. Golden is like a clear night moon, which blooms at night when it is full. -He Yinglong's poem "Osmanthus fragrans" 1. but now I remember the night, the storm, and I wonder how many blossoms were broken.
-Meng Haoran's Spring Dawn 2. wildfire never quite consumes them, they are tall once more in the spring wind. -Bai Juyi's "Grass" 3. Sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently.
—— Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night by Du Fu 4. Winter wind: this Ninth-month night is blowing cold at Wheel Tower, and valleys, fill with the broken boulders like peck measures and that downward, headlong, follow the wind. -Cen Can's "A Journey to the West" 5, and the wind, that has come a thousand miles,.
2. How to express your inner thoughts in poems that express your inner melancholy
White heads are fame, and old mountains are old, which prevents you from returning home. I want to pay my heart to Yao Qin. With few bosom friends, who will listen to the broken string?
but since water still flows, though we cut it with our swords, and sorrows return, though we drown them with wine.
and a moment that ought to have lasted for ever, has come and gone before I knew
There's nothing I can do to get rid of this situation, so I just frown but go to my heart.
after dusk, Dongli Bar has dark fragrance and full sleeves.
since ancient times, it's even more sad to leave, but it's as cold as the clear autumn festival.
How many times did you take a look at me and play the flute at the plum blossom? Arouse jade people, no matter whether they are cold or climbing. He Xun is getting old, but he forgets the spring breeze. But strangely, flowers are sparse outside the bamboo, and the spring is cold and enters the Yao mat. Jiangguo is lonely. I sigh and send it away, and the night snow begins to accumulate. Cui Zun is easy to cry, and the red calyx is silent. I always remember that I once joined hands and pressed thousands of trees. Meihu Lake is cold and blue, and pieces are blown away.
The withered vine, the old tree, the faint crow, the small bridge and the flowing water, the ancient road, the west wind, the thin horse and the sunset, the heartbroken people are at the end of the world!
the pear flower courtyard is dissolved in the moon, and the catkin pond is faintly windy.
if two relationships last for a long time, are they always in the morning and evening?
Flowers fall with the flowing water intentionally, and the flowing water is heartless.
People are thinner than yellow flowers.
Love is love, love is love, and dreams are long.
You can't avoid the sorrow and hate in life, and you can't be alone!
Life is naturally infatuated, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon.
Ten years of life and death are boundless, and you will never forget it if you don't think about it. Thousands of miles away in a lonely grave, there is nowhere to talk about desolation. Even if you don't know when you meet, your face is covered with dust and your temples are like frost. At night, I dream of returning home suddenly, and Xiao Xuan window is dressing up. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines It is expected that the heartbroken place every year, the moonlit night, short matsuoka.
when there is poverty in the corner of the world, there is only endless lovesickness.
How much sorrow can you have? Just like a river flowing eastward.
ask what things are in the world, and teach people to be committed to life and death.
things are things that people don't do everything, and tears flow first when they want to talk.
3. Introduce me to an ancient poem
The Sound is Slow-Li Qingzhao
searching,
cold and clear,
sad and sad.
when it's warm and cold,
it's the hardest to stop breathing.
three glasses and two light wines,
how can you beat him and come late in a hurry?
Yan Guo also,
is sad,
but it is an old acquaintance.
yellow flowers are piled up all over the ground.
haggard,
who can pick it now?
watch the window,
how can you be dark alone?
the phoenix tree is drizzling,
at dusk, dribs and drabs.
this time,
what a sad word!
Yue Fei's "Red River" is also good
4. Poems describing the thoughts in my heart that are not understood by people
where petals have been shed like tears, and lonely birds have sung their grief.
-Tang Dynasty: Du Fu's translation of "Spring Hope": Sentimental state affairs, tears can't help but splash, and birds are thrilling, which only increases sadness and does not hate. 2. I want to get rid of my ambition and go out to scratch my head all my life.
—— Song Dynasty: Lu You's "Two Thoughts on Coming out of the Hedge Door in Autumn Night" Translation: Illness tortured me to almost eliminate my ambition to save the nation, and I couldn't help scratching my white hair when I went out. 3. The incense of the stove is idle, the phoenix is empty, and the ribbon is empty. Looking back, I hate Yiyi.
—— Five Dynasties: Li Yu's translation of Linjiangxian Cherry Falls in Spring: Cigarettes in the furnace idle around the pillow decorated with phoenix. But seeing her sad face and empty ribbon, how can it not make people look back and hate?
4. flowers, as high as my window, hurt the heart of a wanderer, for I see, from this high vantage, sadness everywhere. -Tang Dynasty: Du Fu's translation of "Climbing the Building": Climbing the building and looking at the spring is more and more sad; It's hard for Wanfang to be full of worries. I'm here to board.
5. Things are things that people don't rest, and tears flow first when they want to talk. Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao's "Wuling Spring Festival Evening" Translation: Spring leaves and summer comes, and flowers bloom and fade, which is as old as ever. Only sad people and sad things make me sad. When I think about these, I will burst into tears before I speak.
5. Sentences about describing psychological thoughts
1.
I don't know if it's God's deliberate difficulties. Time seems to have stopped there and I haven't finished singing for a long time. Minute by minute, I don't know how many minutes by minute, that tired music finally disappeared in my ears, and my heart fell from mid-air. Back to my seat, I opened my palm and saw that it was full of sweat.
2. The muscles on some students' faces are tight, as if frozen. Some students, like controlled robots, dare not shake; Some students frown, corners of the mouth down, as if they were going to cry, probably because the teacher didn't prepare the prepared things, fearing that the teacher would call him and reduce the grade for the class. 3.
I sang in a low voice, afraid that I would lose my tune if I didn't pay attention. My feet are slightly bent, and I dare not stretch straight. As long as I collapse straight, I will keep shaking. My whole body is like a deflated ball, and I have no strength to support it.
4. I feel a little scared when I think about it. Hundreds of people are staring at themselves, and I don't know how funny I was at that time. Chorus competition is really a great test for me, testing my courage, my courage.
5. I don't know why my heart keeps beating. The faster it jumps, the faster it jumps, just like the drums with faster and faster rhythm, sometimes loudly, sometimes with different rhythms. 6.
I feel like my heart is about to jump out. I wander and wander, but I can't find an exit. I only know that I will face an arduous but unavoidable burden, and my heart is suddenly very tired ...
7. Since I am a very ordinary person, I am just like ordinary people. As long as I am nervous, sweat will slowly flow down my cheeks. In a short time, sweat will soak my clothes, which makes me feel uncomfortable. The originally wide clothes have become tight clothes. Do you think it's hard to feel uncomfortable?
8. I am sitting on the bench in fear and trembling, and my heart is pounding. The sun shines on my face, and it burns a little. Looking at the students singing affectionately on the stage, I kept asking myself: will I sing the wrong lyrics, sing out of tune, and so on after going up?
9. I sang in a low voice, fearing that I would lose my tune if I didn't pay attention. My feet are slightly bent, and I dare not stretch straight. As long as I collapse straight, I will keep shaking. My whole body is like a deflated ball, and I have no strength to support it. 1.
Everyone is here, so we followed two teachers to the stadium. I approached the stadium nervously, as if there was a naughty elf jumping in my heart, and jumping faster and faster. Really want to say to me: "little fool, don't be nervous, don't be nervous!" "
11. Time seems to be deliberately against me-I walk very slowly, and I am agitated and anxious. I keep looking at my watch and staring at the slowly moving second hand.
12. My hands and feet are terribly cold. What I have just eaten seems to have been digested. With the rhythmic beating of my heart, I slowly slide down with my intestines. If time permits, I'd like to go to a very important place, but ...
13. The cheers, cheers and shouts of the audience under the stage are one, which is really a wave of waves. This cheer makes me feel strangely nervous. I take a deep breath and adjust my mentality. 14.
She held her breath and didn't dare to move. I only heard my heart pounding violently. It seems to be like a broken pain. She closed her eyes tightly.
15. Today, we will have a mid-term exam. The weather is very cold, but my palms are sweating. It should be because of the exam. I walked into the examination room nervously, and my heart was pounding. I don't know how difficult this topic is. I sat in my seat, waiting anxiously for the teacher to hand out the test paper.
16. Seeing that all my classmates were nervously answering questions, I quickly withdrew my eyes and continued to write my paper. As I was writing, the following questions became more and more difficult. I thought for a long time before I answered a question. I was also a little nervous. My palms were full of sweat and my forehead was sweating.
17. Everyone is here. We followed two teachers to the stadium. I approached the stadium nervously, as if there was a naughty elf jumping in my heart, and jumping faster and faster. I really want to say to me: "Little fool, don't be nervous, don't be nervous! 18.
when forty minutes passed, my heart seemed to beat faster. My heart has been hanging. Until the fourth quarter in the afternoon