Ancient poetry, good night, beautiful and sad words.

Lead: Do you know that China's poems contain the most beautiful words and deepest feelings? The following are my beautiful poems. Good night and welcome to read for reference!

Good night, ancient poetry, beautiful and sad words, 1 1, knowing that I have been in love for a long time, I am disappointed with the sound of the river at Wangjiangtou. -Li Shangyin's Walking Alone in Qujiang in Late Autumn

2, people feel sentimental and thin, but now they are really not sentimental. -Nalanxingde's "Spread the Happy Sand"

A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. -Li Shangyin's "Jinse"

4. Never stop, even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? . Don

5. Ask the world what love is and teach life and death. -Yuan Haowen's Fishing: One of Two Songs

6. Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn. -Li Shangyin "Untitled"

7, the beast furnace sinks hookah, the green marsh residual flower piece, writes the acacia biography line by line. -Zhang Kejiu's Sai Qiu Hong

8, ten years of life and death, not thinking, unforgettable, thousands of miles away, nowhere to be sad. -Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi"

9. What is the occasion? See this lover. -Anonymous Poems of Tang and Song Dynasties

10, forbearance in the earth and forbearance in the sky; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever. -Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 65438-065438-065438-065438-065438-065438-0655438-0655438-065548-06548-06548-06548-065438 We want to fly in the sky. Two birds use one wing and grow together on the earth.

12, sealed with tears, life is only hard to die. -Wen, "The Recent Flowers"

13, one is Xianpa in Yuen Long, and the other is flawless jade. If there is no strange fate, I will meet him again in this life; If you say there is a strange fate, how can you be worried? -Cao Xueqin's "Curse the Eyebrows"

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. -Li Shangyin "Untitled"

15, he was born infatuated, and there is no place in the world where he misses love. -Kuang Zhouyi's "Reducing the Word Huanxisha"

16, I was going to say the date before I respect you, but I didn't say anything about spring. -Ouyang Xiu's "Jade Tower Spring"

17, Guanguan Luogui, in Hezhou. Ladies make gentlemen. -Anonymous "The Book of Songs Nan Zhou Guanluo"

18, life is naturally infatuated, and this complaint has nothing to do with romance. -Ouyang Xiu's "Jade Tower Spring"

19, the spring tide brought rain late and hurried, and there was no boat to cross the field. -Wei in Xixi Chuzhou

20. I hope I shine like the stars and the moon every night. -Fan Chengda's "Car in the Distance"

2 1, Shen Yan, a fish, traveled all over the world and began to believe that human beings were separated from each other. -Dai Shulun's Acacia

22. Holding hands and looking at tears, I was speechless. -Liu Yong's "Yulinling"

Yang and Yang Huayu, the leaders of the Yangtze River, killed people crossing the river. -Zheng Gu's Farewell to Friends in Huaishang

24, for my heart, for your heart, I know each other and remember each other. -Gu Zhen's Confessions

25. Remember that your heart is like the West River, which flows eastward day and night. -Yu's "Jiangling Sorrow Hope to Send"

Don't change your hair with flowers. Even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? . -Li Shangyin's Untitled Six Songs and Six Songs

27. Acacia is as deep as the sea, and the past is as far away as the sky. -Wan Le's "operator"

28. It is better to have hate than to have faith. Acacia began to feel that the sea was not deep. -Bai Juyi's "Langtaosha"

29. If you don't miss your life, you will miss it and it will hurt you. -Xu Zaisi's "Gui Gui Ling"

30, an inch of acacia, there is no arrangement in the world. -Li Guan's "The Recent Flowers"

3 1, the belt is getting wider and wider, but I don't regret it, which makes people haggard for Iraq. -Liu Yong's Wu Fengqi

32. Life and death are rich and happy. Hold your hand and grow old with your son. -Anonymous The Book of Songs.

33. If two kinds of feelings last for a long time, sooner or later. -Qin Guan's "Queqiao Fairy"

34. When will Acacia meet? At this point, the night is awkward. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"

35. There is a kind of beauty that you can't forget when you see it. It's crazy not to watch it for a day. -Anonymous "Phoenix Song for Phoenix"

36. I left you this time. It's wind, it's rain, it's night. You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends. -Zheng Chouyu's Farewell

This past year should be a good time and a good scene. Customs are strange, who to talk to. -Liu Yong's "Yulinling"

38. I just hope your heart is the same as mine, and don't miss home. -Li Chi Ngai's "Bu Operator"

39, fallen petal independence, micro swift Qi Fei. -Yan's "Two Poems of Linjiang Fairy"

40. The poor and uncertain river bones are still spring dreams. -Chen Tao's "Longxi"

4 1, 1000 yuan to buy each other like a blessing, who complains about this situation? -Xin Qiji's "Fishing"

42, buttonwood, three nights of rain, can not leave love is bitter. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light. -Wen, "More Leaking Three Third Songs"

43, married, love is not in doubt. -Su Wu's "Married"

44. Finding a good dream is difficult to realize. Who knows my mood at this time? Tears in front of the pillow and rain in front of the curtain drop through a window. -Nie Shengqiong's Partridge Sky

45. A lonely person complains that the preface is always faint. -Liu Yong's "Day and Night Music"

46. The sky is high and the land is wide; My sadness flies painfully between them. Can I dream of crossing the mountain gate? Sauvignon Blanc is heartbreaking. -"Two Sauvignon Blancs of Li Bai"

47. When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I have been lovesick for a long time, but my lovesick is short. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"

48, once the sea is difficult for water, amber forever. -Yuan Zhen's "Thinking from Four Poems"

49. If you raise the dust on the road surface and make the cement muddy, the ups and downs will be different. When will you meet? -Cao Zhi's "Tall Buildings and Bright Moon"

50. After the desolation, the two should be the same. At most, the grievances in the middle of the month cannot be cleared. -Nalan Xingde's "Young Beauty"

5 1, back to your pearl, tears streaming down her face, wishing I could not meet you before marriage. -Zhang Ji's "Woman's Song"

52, how to let you meet me, in my most beautiful moment. To this end, I begged the Buddha for 500 years and asked him to let us have a dusty relationship. -Xi Murong's A Flowering Tree

53. How can we live together and not die? -Chen Hengke's "Portrait of Chunqi"

54. Acacia says acacia, and Silang hates Xiaomin. -Liang Qichao's "Zhi Zhu Ci in Taiwan Province"

55, since the king came out, the mirror has dimmed. Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time? -Xu Gan's Room Thinking

56. Be there or be square, how can you be ruthless? -Sima Guang's "Xijiang Moon"

57, falling red is not heartless, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. -Gong Zizhen's Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems

58. The sky is not old, and I can't help it. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it. -Zhang Xian's Millennium.

59. It seems that this star was not exposed for whom last night. -Huang Jingren's Two Poems of Love

60. I know that this love will not have any result, but it can comfort my soul! . -Li Shangyin's Untitled Six Third Songs

6 1, to see the sun, for all his glory, buried by the coming night. -Li Shangyin's Leyuan Scenic Area

62, endure a thousand dollars to pay a smile? After all, lovesickness is better than meeting. -Shao Ruipeng's "The Recent Flowers"

63. When there is poverty in the corner of the world, there is only endless acacia. -Yan Shu's "Jade House Spring"

64. Dudao is a good marriage. I only saw Mushi Qianmeng. Facing the sky, the nobles in the mountains are crystal clear with snow; I will never forget the lonely forest in the world. -Cao Xueqin's "lifelong mistake"

65. After the wind, people enter the river, feeling like rain. -Zhou Bangyan's "Jade House Spring"

66, endless acacia blood and tears throw red beans, spring flowers can not finish. -Cao Xueqin's red bean words

67. Tears asked the flowers to be silent and flew over the swing. -Ouyang Xiu's Two Liang Zhu Poems

68, thin shadow pity autumn water, you must pity me and pity you. -Feng Xiaoqing's "complaints"

69. Love is afraid of thinking. Looking at the long beach, the grass is full of heart. It's hard to find two places when you are sad to sing. -Zhu Yizun's "High Balcony"

70. How much free time do you have? Yichuan tobacco, city wind, plum yellow rain. -He Zhu's "Hengtang Road"

Good night, beautiful and sad words in ancient poetry 2. The fragrance is not in the nucleus, not in the calyx, but in the bone (Chao Zhuyan)

Second, who knows how wide spring is, and who knows (Mrs. Wei's "Wu Linchun")

Three, gaunt Jiangnan tired guest, unbearable, eager to control many strings (Zhou Bangyan's "Man Ting Square")

Fourth, miss the moon hand in hand, show the bridge to smell the flute, think about the past, like a dream, tears are dark (Zhou Bangyan's "Warrior Lanling")

Five, the hometown is far away, when to go (Zhou Bangyan's "Su Lian Gai")

6. Ask in a low voice: Who should I be with? It is already midnight in the city. If the horse is slippery, it is better to rest, and there are always fewer pedestrians (Zhou Bangyan's "Youth Tour")

Seven, everyone and Tao, are Iraq, how like a slave ("Pinling")

Eight, only Guanshan tonight, thousands of miles away, plain and faint (Xie Yi's "Jiang Shenzi")

What time does the Wan Liyun arrive? Send a lonely soul and your eyes will be cut off. Who sings the golden thread for me (Ye Mengde's "He Xinlang")

Ten, hate you is not a month, north and south. East, west, north and south, only each other.

Eleven, hate you is Jiang Louyue, temporarily all losses. When is the reunion (Lv Benzhong's Mulberry Picking)?

Twelve, warm sunshine is good, lost to Yingying Yanyan. The flower curtain in the courtyard is not rolled, and the grass is far away (Zhu Jinmen)

Thirteen, walk alone, sit alone, pay alone. Standing hurts, even touching people hurts (Zhu's Broken Magnolia)

Fourteen, simple and naive, not afraid of people guessing, and clothes to sleep. When I share the most, I will come back and put it on the dresser lazily (Zhu's "Qing Ping Le")

Fifteen, dare not leave my arms, how many things, I want to say (Li Qingzhao's "Remembering Feng Tai Xiao")

Good night, beautiful and sad thoughts in ancient poetry. 1. Only the running water in front of the building should remember me and stare at me all day.

Second, gazing at the place, adding new worries from now on (Li Qingzhao's "Phoenix Terrace Recalling the Flute")

Third, needless to say, the curtain rolls in the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers (Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flowers")

Fourth, now haggard, windy and frosty, afraid to go out at night. It's better to listen to people laugh under the curtain (Li Qingzhao's "Forever Happiness")

Five, search, cold, miserable (Li Qingzhao "Slow Voice"

Sixth, it is the most difficult to arouse interest when it is warm and cold. Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late and urgent (Li Qingzhao's "Slow Voice")

Seven, this time, how to get a sad word (Li Qingzhao's "Slow Voice")

Eight, want to make heptachord, a few bosom friends, who will listen to the broken string (Yue Fei's "Hill")

Nine, one, one more. The lights in the banana window outside the window are infinite.

Ten, it is difficult to dream, and it is difficult to hate. People who don't care don't like to hear it, and the empty steps fall. (Si Wanyong's Sauvignon Blanc)

Eleven, the east wind is evil, the joy is thin, and I am disappointed, and I have been from the cable for several years. Wrong, wrong, wrong (Lu You's Hairpin Phoenix)

Twelve, the spring is the same, people are empty and thin, and tears are red (Lu You's "Hairpin Phoenix")

Thirteen, peach blossoms fall, idle pool pavilion. Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu. Mo, Mo, Mo (Hairpin Phoenix by Lu You)

Fourteen, it's dusk alone, and it's stormy (Lu You's "Operator")

Fifteen, no intention to fight for spring, envy everyone. Scattered into mud and ground into dust, only the fragrance remains the same (Lu You's "Bu Operator")

Sixteen, only the dream soul can meet again, just like the dream is not made by people (Lu You) "The Recent Flower")

Seventeen, not afraid of silver and steel deep households, only worried about the wind and rags crossing (Lu You's "Die Hua Lian")

18. Cherish spring and be afraid of early flowers, not to mention countless red flowers (Xin Qiji's "Fishing")

Nineteen, one thousand dollars to buy each other as a gift, who complains about this situation (Xin Qiji's "Fishing")

Twenty, leisure is the most bitter, don't lean on the dangerous fence, the sun is setting, and the flowers are bright (Xin Qiji's "Fishing")

Twenty-one, the old enmity in Chunjiang is endless, and the new enmity in Yunshan is thousands of folds. I look forward to seeing you again in the Ming Dynasty.

22. You should also be surprised to ask: How many Fahua (Xin Qiji's Nian Nujiao) are there?

Twenty-three, the building is empty, and the old swallow can talk (Xin Qiji's Nian Nujiao)

Twenty-four, teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the floor. Fall in love with the floor and worry about adding new words.

Twenty-five, now that I know the taste of sadness, I want to say it. I want to say that I still have a rest, but I know it will be a cool autumn (Xin Qiji's Ugly Slave)

Twenty-six, heartbroken patches of fast-flushers, no one cares, let alone persuade the crying warbler to stop (Xin Qiji's "Zhu Yingtai Near")

Twenty-seven, it was his spring that brought sadness. Where did it go, but he couldn't understand it (Xin Qiji's "Zhu Yingtai Near")

Twenty-eight, the crowd looked for him for thousands of Baidu, and suddenly looking back, the man was there, and the lights were dim (Xin Qiji's Jade Case)

Twenty-nine, cardamom lyrics, brothel dream is good, but it is difficult to show deep affection (Jiang Kui's "Yangzhou Slow")

Standing at thirty, if there is a knife in the air, it is difficult to cut away from sorrow (Jiang Kui's Long Pavilion)

Thirty-one, and shake, cold fragrance flies to poetry (Jiang Kui's Nian Nujiao)

Thirty-two, the night is a fickle knowledge, and the early spring is acacia (Jiang Kui's "Walking to the Sand")

Thirty-three, spring is not green, first. We leave for too long, and slowly all the pain will be forgotten by time. I don't know who made me miss that evening, that happy reunion night. Only you and I can understand this feeling. (Jiang Kui's Partridge Sky)

Thirty-four, Cui Zunyi cried, and the red calyx was silent and nostalgic (Jiang Kui's Dimfragrance)

Thirty-five years old, not like the spring breeze at all, regardless of Yingying, arranged the Golden House early. Or teach a sad song that goes with the flow but complains about Yulong (Jiang Kui's Thin Shadow)

Thirty-six, near the shore, when the new green is born; It's a sad place, and I think of the late-night language of closing the door and turning off the lights (Shi Dazu's Luo Qixiang)

Thirty-seven, worried about hurting Cui Dai's eyebrows, every day is spent alone (Shi Dazu's "Flying Swallows")

Thirty-eight, the green dark road in front of the building, a trace of willow, an inch of tenderness (Wu Wenying's "The Wind Into the Pine")

Thirty-nine, melancholy double honeymoons. //,the moss of the secluded steps rises overnight (Wu Wenying's "The Wind Into the Pine")

Forty, a piece of spring sorrow is waiting for the wine to pour, the boat on the river shakes, and the curtain moves upstairs.

Forty-one, Qiuniang Crossing and Tainiang Bridge. The wind is floating and the rain is falling.

Forty-two, when will you go home to wash your robes? The silver word is the tone, and the heart word is the fragrance.

Forty-three, streamers are easy to throw people, red cherries and green plantains (Jie Jiang's "A Plum")

Forty-four, joys and sorrows are always ruthless, and the next step is to drop water until dawn (Jie Jiang's "Yu Meiren")

Forty-five, I can't write a book, I just send a little acacia (Jie Lianhuan, zhangyan)