People who love each other can't be together

I feel the deepest pain when I love but can't. Share some sentences, poems and lyrics about people who love each other but can't be together, and see if there is one that goes to your heart, that is a cry at the top of your heart.

Love each other but can't be together

Unconsciously, I suddenly have a feeling that I can't love, not love.

If we are predestined friends in this life, maybe I just pray that God can let us be together, lead a normal life, have a child who belongs to us, fall in love and grow old slowly.

If this life turns: we are destined to meet in the next life, let's not pray for the next life, worry about distance, worry about age, be lonely in the long night, love each other deeply but still look at each other.

Love cannot be together. Being cruel to you is also cruel to yourself. Silence is my only language. Maybe I can only choose this way to end. People who once loved each other are so alienated against their will.

Love cannot be together. Time flies in the starry sky, but what remains in my heart is only the rendered world, the ruthless world, and the indifferent people, just falling leaves and returning to their roots, facing each other at the end of the world.

We can't be together when we are in love, but we put it down when we make it clear, but every time we always unconsciously think of the person who gave us warmth. Often, I always see the reality when I am intoxicated with a smile, and I think of pain. Then, the cold feeling can no longer be warm.

Love each other but can't be together. A person bears all the pain alone. Sometimes, they make mistakes, misunderstand each other and pass by in wasting time.

Love can't be together, thinking nothing, inadvertently seeing some love fragments, hazy, shy and sad love, always in tears.

Love each other but can't be together. I feel like a lost child. I can't find my way back. I'm still waiting for our loved one. Our hard-won affection, lonely night, accompanied by my lonely heart, silently shed tears.

We love each other, but we cannot be together. We have vowed for a long time to take it away with the light rain outside the window. Our love is selfless, thorough, heartbreaking and helpless.

Poems that love each other but can't be together.

Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind. (Li Qingzhao's "A Prune")

Flowers drift with the flow, water drift with the flow, a kind of parting acacia, you and me, affecting two leisure worries. Ah, it can't be ruled out that this lovesickness, this sadness, has just disappeared from the frowning brow and is faintly entangled in my heart.

When will the water stop? When did this hatred ever happen? I just hope your heart is the same as mine, don't miss me! (Li Chi Ngai's "Bu Operator")

The water of the Yangtze River has been flowing eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and I don't know when it will stop. I only hope that your mind is the same as mine, and you will live up to this mutual yearning.

Tender as water, the ceremony is like a dream. If the relationship between the two is long, will it be sooner or later? (Qin Guan's "Queqiao Fairy")

Tenderness is like water, meeting and hating each other is like a dream, and I can't bear to see Queqiao Road when I leave. As long as two people love each other till death do us part, why do you want to be very much in love?

In the middle of the night, the wind and bamboo knock on the autumn rhyme, and all the leaves and sounds are hate, so I look for it in my dream, which is not only light but also embers. (Ouyang Xiu's Lou Yuchun)

Last night, the wind blew all over the bamboo forest, conveying the rhythm of late autumn, and the voice of every leaf seemed to be telling resentment. I have a heart resting on a single pillow, hoping to meet you in my dream. Unfortunately, my dream can't come true, but the wick burns in the autumn wind.

After washing, I boarded the river pavilion alone and leaned against the bar to stare at the river. After all, Qian Fan is not here, and the oblique light is full of water, and Bai Pingzhou is heartbroken! (Wen Tingjun, "Looking at Jiangnan")

After washing and grooming, I climbed the Wangjiang Tower alone, leaned against the post and stared at the surging river. Thousands of ships passed by, and none of the expected people appeared. The afterglow of the sun is lovingly sprinkled on the river, and the river flows slowly, and the yearning heart lingers on that Baipingzhou.

The east wind is evil, and the feelings are thin. A sad mood, a cable that I haven't seen for years. No, no, no. Spring is as old as ever, and people are empty and thin. Tears flooded her face. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion. Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu. Momomo. (Lu you? "Hairpin Phoenix")

How hateful the spring breeze is and how thin the joy is blown. A full glass of wine is like a sad mood, and life after leaving for a few years is very bleak. In retrospect, I can only sigh: wrong, wrong, wrong! Spring is still bright, but people have lost weight in vain. Tears washed away the carmine on his face and soaked all the thin silk handkerchiefs. Peach blossoms in Man Chun fall on silent and empty ponds and pavilions. The vows of eternal love are still there, but the brocade letter can no longer be delivered. Looking back, I can only sigh: Mo, Mo, Mo!

The world is thin, human feelings are evil, and it is easy to fall when the rain is sent late. The breeze is dry, the tears are gone, and I want to worry about it. Difficult, difficult, difficult! People become different, today is not yesterday, and sick souls are often thousands of miles away. The bugle sounded cold, the night was dim, people were afraid to ask questions, and tears pretended to be happy. Hide, hide, hide! (Tang Wan's "Hairpin Phoenix")

The world is cold, it rains at dusk, and the peach blossoms are brilliant. In this bleak scene, people's hearts can't help but be sad. The morning breeze dried the tears last night. When I want to write down my thoughts, I can't. I can only lean on the diagonal and call you away from my heart. Talking to yourself in a low voice, I hope you can hear me. Difficult, difficult, difficult. This time is different from the past, so far away, I am also seriously ill, just like Qiu Qiansuo. The night wind is biting and the whole body is cold. Listening to the horn in the distance, I felt a chill in my heart. When the night is over, I will be like this night soon, right? Afraid of being asked, I held back my tears and forced a smile in front of others. Hide, hide, hide.

Ten years of life and death are two boundless. Don't think about it. Unforgettable A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty. When night came, my dream suddenly came home. The window of Xiao Xuan. Dress up. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose. (Su Shi's Dream on the 20th of the First Month of Jiang)

They have been dead for a lifetime, separated for ten years, but they miss each other but are at a loss and can't meet each other. I don't want to miss myself, but I can't forget it. His wife's lonely grave is thousands of miles away, and there is no place to tell her sadness. Even if we meet, we shouldn't know each other, because I'm running around, dusty and cold. At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown in a vague dream, only to see my wife dressing up in front of the mirror in the small window. The two men looked at each other, and they didn't know where to start with a thousand words, only tears fell thousands of lines in relative silence. It stands to reason that the grave mountain with the bright moon and small pine trees is where I miss my wife every year.

The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and Western jackdaw in the west is surprised. It is embarrassing when acacia will meet. When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick and bitter. Looking back, I am lovesick and infinite. If I had known this, I would have been a stranger. (Li Bai's autumn wind poem)

The autumn wind is clear and the autumn moon is bright. When the leaves in the wind gather and disperse, the western Western jackdaw has already inhabited and was awakened by the bright moon. Friends are looking forward to meeting each other, but I don't know when, at this time and on such a night, it's hard not to miss each other. When you walk into the door of lovesickness, you will know the suffering of lovesickness. Forever lovesickness is always remembered, but short lovesickness is endless. If I had known that acacia was so entangled in my heart, I might as well have never met each other.

I live in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River and you live in the lower reaches. I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water. The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred. I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning. (Li Chi Ngai's "operator, I live at the head of the Yangtze River")

I live in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River and you live in the lower reaches. I miss you day and night, but I can't see you, but I drink the water from the Yangtze River. When will the endless rivers dry up and the bitterness of separation stop? I only hope that your heart is the same as mine and will not live up to my infatuation.

Lyrics that love each other but can't be together

From now on, it doesn't matter if you are you and I am me. I finally understand that falling in love is not easy. What you gave me was another brokenhearted. If I let you go, I will let myself go. It is wrong that I love you! (Ada's "Wrong Love")

Maybe I will miss her occasionally, and I will miss her occasionally. Think of her as an old friend, which makes me feel distressed and worried. (The Price of Love by Zhang Aijia)

Who said that lovelorn things are trivial, and you won't know until you lose them? I can't control my emotions. Who dares to disturb me? (Yisa's "The Lost Love")

Feelings are only an attractive part of life, and lovelorn people have nothing to do with failed people. -We don't feel sad about being lovelorn. (Fish Leong, "Don't say sorry for lovelorn")

Since I can't touch you, I'll let myself go. Your pride and lies are my motivation to leave. Since I can't change you, I can at least give up. When we broke up, I found that I didn't love you so much! (Ada's "Let Yourself Go")

Leaving an old love is like taking a slow train. Look at it thoroughly, and you will be clear in your heart. No one can confiscate anyone's happiness. (Fish Leong's happy breakup)

Now I am trying to get used to living alone. Maybe you have started a new life. My companion is called loneliness. Who is accompanying you? (Jay Chou, "How are you")

I can't bear to love the warmth I left behind, and I can't bear the tenderness you took away, and the madness occupied my heart. There is no excuse at all, waiting for you to turn around and complete your dream. (Ada's "Empty")

Our love is inseparable, and our love is desperate. Why goodbye is just a stranger? The night came silently, and my heart was so cold. That kind of despair hurts more than breaking up. (Ada's Goodbye is Just a Stranger)

Did we break up or not? Who thinks they are in love? The fate of love is divided into two sides, just like memories that are understood separately. I don't want to guess how you face it. I'd rather be an illusion (Illusion by Zhang Jing)

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