A poem describing the sadness of a beautiful woman

Poems about beauty and sadness 1. Poems about women's sadness

Shen Yan, a fish, traveled around the world and began to believe in the separation of human beings.

Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? .

A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.

Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate, and it also shines on the courtyard flowers for the people.

The soup and rice have been cooked for a while, and I don't know who it will be. Going out and looking east, tears fell on my clothes.

A young woman in the boudoir will never be sad; Spring came dressed up and boarded Chui Building alone. Suddenly I saw the green willows, and I felt uncomfortable; Oh, I regret that I shouldn't have asked my husband to find Hou Feng.

When the flowers bloom, they will never leave. Make the flowers full of clothes and the night sad.

Tears fell in your eyes. I hate not meeting you before I got married.

Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears.

You were born before I was born, and I was old when I was born. I was born to hate being with you every day.

The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears.

After birth, there will be no acacia, only acacia, and then acacia.

Sorrow and parting should be the same, at most, there is no clear resentment between months.

A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.

Ah, there is love in life, and love is in the depths of madness. This is not irrelevant to hate-the wind overhead, the moon in the sky.

When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I have been lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time.

I know I've been in love for a long time, and I'm disappointed with the sound of the river in Wangjiangtou.

Ten years of life and death are two boundless, I don't think about it, I will never forget it, and there is nowhere to talk about the lonely grave.

There are infinite painters in the world, and a piece of sadness can't be painted.

The beast furnace sinks hookah, and pieces of green marsh flowers write the biography of acacia.

Life and death are generous, and Zi Cheng says. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.

Like this star is not last night, for whom the wind and dew stand in the middle of the night.

The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.

I am sad in my heart, I don't know that I am sad.

Ruthless people understand the sufferings of affectionate people, and the melancholy of one inch of acacia has become thousands of strands.

The leaves in the wind gather when they gather. Western jackdaw has settled and the moon rises. At this point, the night is awkward.

A piece of paper and a half have no weight, and thousands of people can bear sorrow.

Looking around, lonely and sad. It's the hardest time to rest when it's warm and cold.

Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night.

There is a kind of beauty that you can't forget when you see it. I haven't seen you for a day, and I want to be crazy.

2. Beautiful sad poems

[Lu Xian] Jason Nuben is a pearl in his hand. Author: Zhen Shi

Slaves are pearls, how can they live in Pingkang?

Joe pretends to be charming in front of people and tears thousands of lines behind his back.

In the third spring, there is pity in the south, and the east wind does not advocate it, adding to the sorrow.

There are ten pearls to redeem Yunniang.

Lienvcao

(Meng Jiao Wuyan)

The branches and leaves of the male martial arts spread for the rest of my life, and two pairs of mandarin ducks and waterfowl died together.

A chaste woman is a noble husband who lives faithfully like them all her life.

Swear to God that my heart will always be faithful, just like a quiet old well!

"Send a national fragrance" to Yu.

On the eve of a drunken dream, lovesickness is this spring again. Send books in the rain and be heartbroken under the window. Looking at the mountain and rolling a bead curtain, sorrow grows with the grass. Don't come to the banquet, just a few times.

Yu, an "affectionate sender"

Hate on the string, love. If I had known that I would have sex, I wouldn't be tempted by orchids. Burning peaches and plums, it's no harm to find a national scholar. Pine trees and laurel trees are still admired by the world. Moonlight moss, singing deep in the bamboo yard. The red leaves in front of the door are not swept as bosom friends.

3. What poems describe "women's sorrow"?

1, it seems that this star is not last night, who is the wind dew standing in the middle of the night?

2. The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.

3. Ask the world what love is and teach life and death.

4, wordless alone on the west building, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks the clear autumn.

5, everything is not for people, tears flow first.

6, how many lovesickness one-night stands, the ends of the earth are not long.

7, the belt is getting wider and wider, I don't regret it.

8. I know that this love will not have any result, but it can comfort my soul! .

9. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with swords, it is even more sad to raise a glass.

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.

1 1, a moment that should last forever, came and went unconsciously.

12, this situation can't be eliminated, just under the brow, but in my heart.

13, flowers bloom and fall, and the water flows by itself. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.

Year after year, she sewed gold thread for other girls on the bride's dress.

15, it goes without saying, the curtain rolls west, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

16, people are sentimental and thin, but now they are not sentimental.

Although my body has no bright phoenix wings, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn.

4. Poems describing women's sadness

Qin Yi and Xiao Shengyan

Yu Xiao's voice was sad and sad. When she woke up from her dream, a string of bright moons were hanging upstairs in Qin. Qin family, every year in the second quarter of the moon, the willow color by the bridge is printed with seven windows for farewell.

Looking at the Cold and Autumn Festival, the ancient road leading to Xianyang has been cut off. The west wind kissed the light of the sun, and in front of us were the tombs and palaces of the Han Dynasty.

Magnolia lets the rain fall on the leaves of buttonwood at night.

In the middle of the night, the rain hit the phoenix tree. The soul of a dream is nowhere to be found. Sleeping on a bamboo mat, feeling the coolness of the night, I know that autumn is coming, and I hear cricket constantly calling, which seems to urge women to spin cloth.

Remember the way the dream came, so clearly appeared in front of me. I seem to be intoxicated with the songs and dances of Jiangting. Someone must ask you in front of your elders in order to tell your feelings after parting.

Before your honor, I intend to say the date of my return, but before I say anything, I will swallow it painfully. -Ouyang Xiu's Lou Yuchun

Sorrow and parting should be the same, at most, there is no clear resentment between months. -"The Mermaid" by Nalan Xingde

5. Poems by Broken-hearted Women

Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.

I know that when I die, everything on earth has nothing to do with me. But the only thing that hurts me is that I failed to see the reunification of the motherland.

There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns.

When is it important to shed tears and stay drunk? People grow up and hate water.

Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.

Looking after each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears are expected to break the heart every year: moonlit night, short matsuoka.

Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward.

Looking around, lonely and sad. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late. It's urgent. Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.

The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.

You should have a sentence, Wan Liyun, Qian Shan Dusk, who is the only shadow?

The most hasty day is to resign from the temple, and the teaching workshop is still playing a farewell song. Tears for Gong E.

Flowers fade, flowers fly all over the sky, and who will pity if the red disappears and the fragrance disappears?

Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears.

Whoever gets drunk at dawn always leaves people with tears.

Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.

6. What sentences describe women's sadness?

1. One person's insomnia, one person's space, one person's thoughts, two people's pictures, whose tears, who's haggard and heartbroken all over the floor.

2. Sadness is the most chewy taste. If you don't experience this kind of pain, every day will be like a year. It is impossible to ponder the happiness of other lives.

3. Spring flowers are broken, birds are broken, the cold rain is sad, the grass is fragrant, and the wind hates it. The most unbearable thing is the tears of parting.

I feel sad and want to laugh, and the pain surprises me. There is no place to bury my tears. I'm too sad to die.

Others are waiting for an umbrella, and I am waiting for the rain to stop.

6. The air soaked by rain is tired and sad, and the fairy tales in memory have slowly melted.

7. Heartache is a kind of torture, and heartache is also a kind of enjoyment. I like the feeling of heartbreak. In the dark, no one saw or knew, so I don't have to worry about who will take away my own pain.

8. Silence doesn't mean you have nothing to say. Leaving doesn't mean you are smart. Being happy doesn't mean not being sad. Happiness doesn't mean that you haven't experienced pain. Some things, I don't say, I don't ask, doesn't mean I don't care.

9. The fate of dust has always been like water, and it is rare to shed tears. Why do you do your best? Don't be sentimental, love to hurt yourself.

10. All kinds of stories, but the feelings hurt; When Xiao Shui goes, the moon is like frost.

1 1. Looking back on the floating life, how sad it is. Looking to the future, where to look for the future. Looking forward to the future, I am completely confused. Looking back, the road to home has long been cut off.

12. The rain falls because the sky can't bear its weight, and tear drops is because the heart can't bear the pain any more.

13. Ten years of life and death, no thoughts, unforgettable, lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation.

14. Poor Wu Tong didn't mean it, so how could he be sad and change his mind?

15. When the sad past was covered by years, I laughed and lied to myself that I was not sad.

16. There are infinite painters in the world. You can't draw a picture with sadness.

17. Smile step by step, sadness step by step, pain step by step. Although the memory is sad again, I don't want to forget it with a smile.