Ancient sad sentences talk about feelings and hurt my heart.

1, Tong Qinyun, who is the string, there is no door to keep people in the palace, and the years pass quietly, who is the snowstorm in Beijing?

2, boudoir red candle, faint Luo Zhang, lightly leaning on the fragrance on the first floor, the moon is short of three Xi, and the noise in the street is faint.

3. People are taking pictures when the light comes on. Who plays a song outside the door, the hometown is bright, the dream is wet and the makeup is wet.

4, lonely, sad composition, a string of rhyme breaks people's intestines, snuff is thin, and emotions are long.

5, Qian Shan heavy moon, don't cross the cold, old friends leave for several years, mirror language Zhu Yan, looking back at the sunset door sad lock the window.

6, small window embroidery, tea cold, embroidered needles lead the spectrum, deep cold, make-up washing.

7. Tonight, the moon is bright, the lovesickness is long, and the stone steps are long. Whoever hesitates and hangs the moon on the branches will sit on the bridge to see the lovesickness.

8. Who remembers the stranger, butterflies flying, small bridges flowing with water, farm locks, and rainy nights?

9, autumn wind rustling, down to the south of the Yangtze River, who is heartbroken in the red building, sings mournfully, and dreams of becoming a wasteland with tea.

10, before the dream came back, I played Yu Di and locked my eyebrows for a long time. In autumn, I lock the flowers in the courtyard and bend the willows to attract the moon.

1 1, in front of the red house, whoever passes by picks up a gallery of idle moons, dyes white tiles, and the red pond under the eaves dyes red skirts.

12, it rains at dusk. Who is afraid of an old friend coming in the dream? In the dream, the sun sets and the jade eaves and green diamond walls are blown red.

13, outside Gusu, on my father's stage, strings of fingers flicked and the tunes were distant and clear, leaving only Yu Yun on the stage.

14, gently caress sandalwood, sleeve gauze, floating dust and laughing dust, ink pool fragrance, red dust and peach blossom fragrance.

15, a light of green tea, a incense, tea is cool and fragrant, tears wet a boat alone, and the wind blows away a boat of frost.

16, under the pear tree, put thousands of flowers, leave thousands of branches dyed with thousands of frost, the window of Daisha is faint, and a touch of rouge falls into the red account.

17, half a pot of incense, slightly drunk, mistaken for the flower dyeing man in the red chamber, a string of songs, drunk dreams still do not laugh into sorrow.

18, the moon is swaying gently, leaning against the awning window, and suddenly the reeds are swaying and the joys and sorrows are blown away. Where is the sad rhyme?

19, flying sand in the desert, who looks out, a wisp of flying sand looks at dusk, sighs at the window and hates the waning moon alone.

20, whose flute, Yu Yunfei, whose sorrow is played in the air, the dust has fallen, and the past dust has been forgotten.

2 1. The world is thin, people are not sages, and Tang Wan's feelings are half wrong. Chai Feng, a red crisp hand, is an eternal romantic word Lu You. Thousands of miles to send, the beginning of moss, jade chopsticks and silver hooks to think of the lyre. Against the backdrop of red and green, frosty and windy, prostitutes buried Liu Qi in alloy.

22. Outside the Magpie Bridge, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl are singing. Recalling the past, telling feelings, flowers bloom again.

23. The world is full of red dust, not as good as Iraqi red makeup. How can I live far apart and drink alone? Empty eyes are sad, and I only hope that * * * will talk to the Weaver Cowherd through the porch window.

24. Chai Fei hates dogs barking, but Portuguese poisonous mosquitoes bite. I wanted to whisper, but I faced the moon alone.

25. Clouds cover the stars, and I miss the flood like a river. There are no swans in a thousand miles, so I asked Fengshi to act for me. The quieter the night, the deeper the sorrow. There is no shadow of black magpie, the strings are constantly worried, and the autumn leaves melt.

26. Snow is cold and moonlight is cold. Lying alone, lonely and sleepless, sad and playing. A tear, a piece of paper. When you write about acacia, there is nowhere to go, and your face is long and wide.

27. The autumn wind is getting colder and the maple leaves are falling. Tanabata day, naturally. A few years have passed, and my face is getting old. I am leisurely recalling the past years, and the time is * * *.

28. Twilight, crescent moon, sparse stars, cold autumn. Chanting, laurel petals, looking up at the sky, tears streaming down her face. On Tanabata, the shadow is only single, and acacia becomes a disease without pity. I look forward to meeting you, your face and holding hands next year tonight.

29. Year after year, Chinese Valentine's Day, I am alone, leaning on the bridge, watching the road at close range, couples playing, thinking about the dreamer in the distance, folding a boat and floating on the water, missing Wan Li with a piece of paper, and the bridge is full of water opposite the shadow next year.

30. The dew is cold in the middle of the night. Looking at the string and the moon for nine days. I only vaguely remember the clear shadow of the moon. I don't know how to bypass the bridge.

Read a sad sentence and want to cry. Tell me about my mood.

1, because I love you, I understand your silence. I don't want to ask about your past, but I will always be with you in your future as long as you like. People may experience love several times in this life, but there is always someone who makes you laugh the happiest and then make you cry the saddest. But you are still willing and have no regrets, because you know that you are deceiving the world, not your own heart.

2, perhaps, there are always some people who pass by your life, come gently and walk quietly, but leave deep red blood marks in their hearts, unforgettable pain! I can never understand you. You are half expectation, half depression, half warmth, half indifference, half love, half resentment. The wind and rain for a while, half awake and half drunk, rising in the east and falling in the west, Tao is ruthless but affectionate. Several times close, several times far away, on and off, everything rises and falls in the blink of an eye, but still can't escape the affectionate result.

3. Don't show your love in front of someone who doesn't love you anymore, and don't get hurt again and again for love! Affectionate but heartless, all beings are always heartless! Your sincerity, for his indifference, your condescension, for his indifference! Love can be humble, but you can't lose your self-esteem. Love can be tolerant, but there must be a bottom line. Without sincerity, there will never be reciprocity! When your self-esteem is trampled, learn to turn back gracefully. When the sail of love can no longer set sail, let's hold hands again and say goodbye in a friendly way!

4, no matter how sincere the heart is, it can't stand the indifference blindly, and it will become cold in the ice again. If one day, I really leave you, that means my heart is cold! If you are an inescapable robbery in my life, please allow me to wait with the most sincere heart and look forward to the next spring. If what I'm waiting for doesn't come again, or it's not the original you, then I'll leave decisively! Because, when the music is over, love is gone.

When you really love someone, you will willingly give everything for him. If I don't care about you, I won't cry and smile for you. If I don't care about you, I won't make myself so sensitive and fragile. It's not that I don't understand what you're thinking. I just don't want to talk about your obsession. I'm not ignorant. I just pretended not to see. I don't understand your unreasonable behavior. I just don't want to talk about it. Everything, I won't say, you know, I know, because of love, so now, because of care, so tolerance, because of understanding, so compassion.

6. If a heart really hurts, it is not a wronged cry, but a tearful eye, and my mind is blank and vacant. If a person is really in pain, it is not a hysterical fuss. But let you bite your lip, don't say a word, and let you fight.

7, tears flow too much, not worth it. If you endure too much heartache, you will collapse. Don't treat tolerance and forbearance as weakness; Don't treat submission and understanding as cowardice. In this world, no one is sorry for who, only who cares more about who. I'm not without temper, and I'm not too good at deceiving people, but I know better than you what it means to never leave and what it means to share life and death.

8. I used to think that a person's world would be very quiet, so quiet that I could hear my heartbeat; I used to think that a person's solo would be perfect and there would be no scars; I used to think that time would slowly bear the burden of forgetting, and there would be no heartache and sadness in the fleeting time. After years of vicissitudes of life, I suddenly looked back and realized that what I had tried to avoid was just your turn, but I could never escape my yearning.

9. Sometimes, I feel tired, but I can't stop thinking; Sometimes, I feel so tired, but I can't go back. A lot of things, today, you don't understand, I don't understand, flashy life, forget a season, break a promise, can't piece together yesterday, only deep melancholy, nowhere to put it.

10, not bad enough, just not what he likes. If a person knows what he is living for, he can endure any life. Some people will never be together in this life, but there is a feeling that can be hidden in their hearts and kept for a lifetime.

A sad word that hurts my heart.

A distant love is frustrating and seems to be forgotten as soon as you turn around.

It's just a walk. Why wait longer than time?

If one day, I don't like you anymore, will my life be as depraved as before? I don't want to live like that anymore, so please at least like me before I give up on you.

It is snowing outside the window. I made a cup of coffee and held it until it got cold, and then I knew I was thinking about you again. How can you understand my expectations!

You remember that butterfly disappeared without a trace when its heart was out of control, and there was a strong feeling of raising a glass to relieve anxiety, which was not valued by anyone.

What I saw was free and easy, and the helplessness after my heart was broken.

In fact, I have been waiting for you. When you lean on my shoulder and tell me, will there be a day when your tenderness belongs to me? I won't make you sad or cry again!

Sometimes, for a love and a talent, we quietly avoid that figure, but what we can't avoid is that silent feeling.

Whoever has a panoramic view of beauty will feel the sadness of others.

I am so lazy that I don't even bother to change the person in my heart.

You treat me like a kite, either let me go or take me home. Don't bind me with an invisible emotion and make me sad.

The first time I cried because you weren't there, the first time I laughed because I met you, and the first time I laughed because I couldn't have you!

Watching the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, the honor and disgrace are not surprised. Looking up at the sky, I have no intention of staying, and I have no intention of staying.

In this tangled secular world, it is also a realm to learn to treat everything around you with a normal heart.

The memory of love and love should be well collected, but the future happiness should be found separately.

Many people love someone by mistake because of loneliness, but more people are lonely all their lives because of loving someone by mistake.

Too much effort, too much disappointment, only hate this journey, we have deep feelings. Eternal dreams are mercilessly hurt, and the broken memories disappear with meteors in the misty night sky, leaving a desolate and opaque place at last.

When I hear something obviously irrelevant, I will think of you several times in my mind. If you like someone, you will humble yourself to the dust and bloom. If emotions and years can be gently torn apart and thrown into the sea, then I would like to be silent at the bottom of the sea from now on. I like what you said, but I don't understand. You want to see my silence, but I don't understand.

Always need some warmth. Even a little self-righteous commemoration. I don't want to let go, I don't want to let you go, I don't want to watch you walk out of my life.

The sun rises, the frost dissipates, and finally you have to learn to walk alone.

Everything about you, perhaps, will disappear one day in the future that we don't want to forget but are forgotten by years, but you will always be in my life, a part of my growth, and will never disappear.

Never say you love me, not because I love someone, but because I love someone. Too much love for one, so I am afraid of getting hurt; Too many people love a person, so he is willing to be hurt; Too much love for a person, so it is easy to miss the love for a person.

The moon shadow is like a poem, and the poem is like your smile. I miss your heart. It is your beauty that lifts my heart curtain, and it is your gentleness that understands my heart.

If life is a two-way street, please let me hold your hand and walk through the vast sea of people and never get lost.

Acquaintance is fate, but love is wrong. There is a river of distance between us. You look at me on the other side of the river, and I look at it on this side of the river. Look around, you can't cross the river. The river flows slowly and time flies. I miss you more and more, but my days are getting lonely. I, heartbroken, don't know what to do.

From now on, whether I am by your side is not my worry. Even if the distance is too far for me to see clearly, even if my memory is old for a long time, I will try my best to listen to the news about your happiness.

In those short years when you loved me, I may be the happiest person in the world, but those days have passed and I can't stay.

Love a person is always a thousand times. How can you love someone if you have never been abandoned or hurt? Loving one turns out to be an experience, hoping that people will last for a long time.

I'm just looking for when the first eternity will come true.

My strength is separated by a door, and my tears fall without vigilance.

Time is like a river, the left bank is an unforgettable memory, the right bank is a youthful time worth grasping, and the middle is a young and faint sadness. There are many beautiful things in the world, but not many really belong to you. Watching the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, the honor and disgrace are not surprised. Looking up at the sky, I have no intention of staying, and I have no intention of staying. In this tangled secular world, it is also a realm to learn to treat everything around you with a normal heart.

There is too much helplessness in our life, and we can't change it, and we can't change it. To make matters worse, we have lost the idea of change.