Emotional elegy (68 articles)

First, the tears are not clear, and the eyebrows are still gathered. -You Jigong's Buji, Wind and Rain Send People.

Second, it takes a long day to fight for sorrow. -He Zhu's "It's hard to walk with a tiger's hand tied"

Third, one day, the people on the railing disappeared, and they covered their tears and thought about it. -Feng Yansi's "Magpie stepping on plum blossoms"

Fourth, the fragrant flowers are moving to the building, and the high-profile Zheng Wei night. -Wang Changling's "Brothel Complaints"

Five, because I wrote a pomegranate skirt at that time, I was red with sadness. -Wu Wenying's "Bathing Yu Huai 'an Noon in Lan Xiang Woods"

6. On the most hasty day of resigning from the temple, Jiaofang still played a farewell song and cried for Gong E —— Li Yu's "Childless, Forty Years of Home Country"

Seven, worried about the loss of northerners, not used to listening. -Li Qingzhao's ugly slave, who planted banana trees at the window?

Nobody cares about me. There are plum blossoms in the snow tonight, like me. -Jie Jiang's "Plum Blossom Introduction, Jingxi Anti-Snow"

Nine lang intends to put the injured mood, to Xiao Han said it again. -Nalan Xingde's "Many things grind, five winds outside the curtain"

Ten, the soil flowers have been dyed in Hunan and Hubei, and the lead tears are hard to disappear. -Na Lanxingde's "Picking Mulberry Seeds, Tuhua once dyed Hunan and Hubei"

Eleven, wine into sorrow, acacia into tears. -Fan Zhongyan, "Su Muzhe Nostalgia"

Twelve, the festive season has never been too long, and the strong heart is occasionally drunk. -Su Xun's Nine Days and the Duke of Wei.

Thirteen, the night is cold and thin, tears flow and snuff falls. -Nalan Xingde's "Bodhisattva Man, rustling leaves and rain"

Fourteen, there is no companion in the pool. -Liu Yong's Autumn Sunset in Gan Caozi

Fifteen, Pinglin barren, Hanshan area sad. -Li Bai's "Bodhisattva Man Lin Ping Momo Yan Ruzhi"

Sixteen, the paper ash flies into a white butterfly, and the tears are dyed into a red cuckoo. -Gao Zhu "Qingming Day Wine"

Seventeen, my wife and my son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily. -Du Fu's "The banks of the Yellow River were recovered by the imperial army"

Eighteen, a little tearful. -Huang Gongshao's "Jade Case, Stop Needle and Thread every year"

Nineteen, sad pillow night rain, a little light rain. -Li Qingzhao's ugly slave, who planted banana trees at the window?

Twenty, apricot mud is red and wet, and Yan Yan is speechless. -Wu Wenying's "Sweeping Flowers and Cold Food in West Lake"

Twenty-one, Yunshan is interested, there is no plan on the porch, and the west wind blows away tears of fame and fortune. -Herry Liu's "Goat Yancheng Shuhuai"

Twenty-two, where is the world going, old feelings and new dreams come, and dusk ends. -cutie's "Huanxisha Pillow Barrier Embroidered Curtain Fumigating Furnace"

Twenty-three, just after sunset, it is already yellow and rainy. -Yan, "Die Qiu Lian Born Lu Pu"

Twenty-four, in the frost wind, the sunset is accompanied by sorrow. -Yuan Quhua's "Water Tune Songs Set the King's Platform"

Twenty-five, Baqiao Liu hates every year, and Furong Ye is sad. -Su Yi's "Partridge Sky, Maple Leaf Falling into the River, Liangye Shuiqiu"

Twenty-six, tears are wet and dry. -Mao Kun's farewell, tears are wet and dry, flowers are dew.

Twenty-seven, but hate is not in place, it hurts. -Ruan Ji's "Eighty-two Poems, Their Articles"

Twenty-eight, who threw a whip to fly across the river, recalled the past singing and blood stains, and worried about the beaver. -Xin Qiji's "Shuidiao Tou Zhou Bei Yangzhou and Human Rhyme"

Twenty-nine, curtain control hook, cover the Pearl Tower, wind and rain are flowers. -Georgie, "Spring funeral march, Don't carve a willow before the saddle"

Thirty, at this time, idleness is not * * *, and the spring is cold in front of the window. -Wang Shizhen's "Recent Flowers and Shuyu Ci"

Thirty-one, time only makes people old, does not believe in family, hates leaving the pavilion for a long time, and tears are easy to wake up. -Yan Shu's "Picking Mulberry Seeds, Time Only Helps the Old"

Thirty-two, chasing the dead, I can't see it today, the mountains and rivers are full of tears. -Xin Qiji's "Yulan Slow, Send Zhang Zhonggu Shuai Xing Yuan to the Table"

Thirty-three, white-haired scholar tears in China, all desolate, don't go to Niu Shan. -Liu Kezhuang's "He Xinlang 9"

Thirty-four, stay on the river bridge for a long time, the sunset is full of tears. -Wu Wenying's "Passing through the Old Residence of Beijing"

Thirty-five, the solar terms are clear and the peaches and plums laugh, and the Noda wasteland is only sad. -Huang Tingjian's Tomb-Sweeping Day

Thirty-six, sad through the ages, Qinhuai a bright moon! -Sadula's The Second Dongpo Rhyme of Niannujiao Deng Shi Town.

Thirty-seven, heartbroken, why more yang damage? -Liao Shimei's "Candle Shadow Shakes Red, Title Anlu Floating Cloud Building"

Thirty-eight, willow soft, smoke weaving sorrow. -Wang Wei's "Eyes are Delicate and Willow is Soft"

Thirty-nine, the float is full of sadness. -He Zhu's "Bodhisattva Man, Caizhou Sadness"

Forty, Bai Yun Mountain is more than 10,000 miles green, and I am worried about Chang' an going straight north. -Du Fu's "Small Cold Food in the Boat"

Forty-one, the wild garden in the west corner of Yongfeng, no one belongs to that person all day. -two poems by Bai Juyi and Yang Liuzhi.

Forty-two, more cold food tears, want to rise the tide of smelting city. -Wang Anshi's Cold Food in Chen Chen

Forty-three, a purple jade is ruthless, and the night is cold and cracked. -Nalan Xingde's Mid-Autumn Festival of Pipa Fairy

Forty-four, color fans are red teeth today, and I hate that no one listens to Kaiyuan Music. -Jie Jiang's "He Xin Lang Meng Han Jin Wu"

Forty-five, no one can untie it, because the wind flies over the roses. —— Huang Tingjian, "Where is Qingping Lechun"

Forty-six, roll up the picture of mountains and rivers, respond to the sad cry of arowana, and write poems. -Yang, "Water Tune Song Head Deng Duo"

Forty-seven, a little sorrow becomes a green eyebrow. -Yan Dao Ji "Don't worry about the flowers in Nanxiangzi"

Forty-eight, there were tears at the beginning of the letter, and the wife was surprised and asked why. -Yuan Zhen's "Studying Heaven"

Forty-nine, sad Qin and Han dynasties, the people painted charcoal, and the scholars sighed. -Zhang Kejiu's "Flower Selling, Nostalgia"

50. Jiangnan is naturally a journey away from sorrow and an ancient road. -Wang, "High Balcony and Zhou Caochuang Send Friends"

Fifty-one, leaning on the painting column alone, if you are interested, clear the anvil and complain about the flute to send you to dusk. -Cao Xueqin's Ode to Bai Hai Tang

Fifty-two years old, silkworms will weave until they die in spring, and candles will drain the wick every night. -Li Shangyin Untitled It was a long time before I met her, but it was even longer after we broke up.

Fifty-three, many people tend to get old in the years, although Gan Kun is worried. -Janice's "Manjiang Zhang Hongyu Wang Tengge"

Fifty-four, obviously as small as aloes, a sad and difficult to draw. -Na Lanxingde's "Yu Zhonghao, send a small photo of Fen Liang Nanye"

Fifty-five, vaguely far from the peak, tears thank Niang eyebrow Wu. -Shi Dazu's "Qi Luoxiang Wing Chun Rain"

Fifty-six, the faint flowers are wet, and the faint shadows are worried for life. -Nalan Xingde's "Huanxisha Yong Wu Geng Xiang Zhen Yun"

Fifty-eight, last night, it was easy to disperse, and the wine woke up with infinite sorrow. -Feng Yansi's "Magpie stepping on plum blossoms"

Fifty-nine, sad Qin and Han dynasties, all the palaces and palaces have been grounded. -Zhang "Goat Tongguan Nostalgia"

Sixty, the sunset glow shines on the West Lake, the flower dock is beautiful, the ten hectares are flat, and there is no boat on the wild shore. -Ouyang Xiu's "Picking Mulberry Seeds, Sunset on the West Lake"

Sixty-one, no one cymbals, who is the golden whip. -Li He's Twenty-three Horses Poems, which

Sixty-two, I woke up more drunk last night, and I was worried about treating the disease in spring. -Jing Li's "Ying Tianchang, a hook, makeup mirror early month"

Sixty-three, people scattered in the city, gradually into the season of sorrow. -Liu Kezhuang's "Chen Jingzuo, the Original Xi Play of Raw Tea Son"

Sixty-four, the spring tide comes late with rain, and there is no boat to cross the wild. -Wei in Xixi Chuzhou

Sixty-five, locked away from sorrow, endless, unfamiliar when you come. -Han Zhen's "Feng Xiao Yin, Lock and Stay Sorrow"

Sixty-six, Huang Die will be worried tomorrow. -Su Shi's Nanxiangzi Chongjiu Hanhui Building, Xu Junyou.

Sixty-seven, I still hate the east wind boring, but also blowing misty rain and dark dusk. -Zhang Wei's Mo Mei

Sixty-eight, heavy worries can hurt people, and the hair is frosted. -Li Bai's "Songs of Complaint"

Sad love poems (68)

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

Second, acacia leaks more every night, and the moon is dry. I miss you. I'm cold. -Wei Zhuang's "Huanxisha, acacia at night is more leaking"

Third, a stick of incense is overflowing and heartbreaking. -Li Bai's "Qingpingdiao"

Fourth, come back when you are born, and it is Sauvignon Blanc when you die. -Su Wu's "Married"

5. I don't know the soul, but I have a dream. My love, except the moon in the sky, who knows? -Wei Zhuang's "Two Female Tubes", which

Six, linglong dice Anhoudou, how much do you know about bone acacia? -Wen's "Yang Liuzhi"

Seven, the ice mirror spring enters the boudoir, and the golden urn is green and weeping. -Li Bai's Night Sitting

Eight, spotted bamboo branches, spotted bamboo branches, tears send acacia. -Liu Yuxi's "Xiaoxiang God Spotted Bamboo Branches"

Nine, the breeze and the moon are bitter, and my son has been in the army for more than ten years. -Wang Wei's Yizhou Song

Ten, born back, died of Sauvignon Blanc. -Su Wu's "Divorce from Wife"

Eleven, the moon on the willow tip, people about after dusk. -Zhu's "Camellia"

Twelve, when * * * cut the candle at the west window, it rained. -Li Shangyin's Notes to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night

Thirteen, stop the competition for * * * flowers, even this bright flame of love, is there only ashes? . -Li Shangyin "Untitled"

Fourteen, when the mandarin ducks are completely bald, the south of the Yangtze River is three thousand miles away from the north. -He Zhu's "Cherish Spring, Go through thick and thin, Harvest Spring"

Fifteen, famous flowers fall in love and laugh like kings. -Li Bai's "Qingping Qi Diao"

Sixteen, you are in the sky, and you are long. -Jiang Yan's "Ancient Separation"

Seventeen, no bees and butterflies want to be fragrant, and red clothes are bitter. -He Zhu's "Heart Bitter Willow Back to the Pond"

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

Nineteen, be there or be square, appear heartless. -Sima Guang's "Xijiang Moon"

Twenty, acacia, youth is like a dream, take a trip to the gods. -Wen Tianxiang's "Manjianghong and Mrs. Wang Manjianghong Rhyme"

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

At the age of twenty-two, my heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it. -Zhang Xian's Millennium.

Twenty-three, heaven is short of karma, and it is often easy to gather and disperse. -Yan's "Health Mistakes, Wild Flowers and Instant Incense"

Twenty-four, sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is sunny but sunny. -Liu Yuxi's Zhi Zhu Ci

Twenty-five, the candle has a heart to say goodbye, and tears for others until dawn. -Du Mu's farewell

Twenty-six, Hirayama interrupted the train of thought, and Zigui cried to the silence. -Gao E's Jade Case, Silk is thicker than fog.

Twenty-seven, pipa string said acacia. -Yan Dao Ji's "Linjiang Fairy, Dream Back, Tower Lock"

Twenty-eight, let me down, regret your pity, and tell me nothing every day. -Niu Qiao "More Leaky Spring Night"

Twenty-nine, I know I've been in love for a long time, and I'm disappointed with the sound of the river at Wangjiangtou. -Li Shangyin's Walking Alone in Qujiang in Late Autumn

Thirty, young women in the boudoir don't know how to worry, and spring makeup goes to Cuilou. -in my heart forever, Wang Changling

Thirty-one, the clear water is boundless, and beauty is not hollow. -Li Bai's "Sending Wang Hanyang in Early Spring"

Thirty-two, the bright moon building rests alone, and the wine turns into acacia tears. -Fan Zhongyan's Su Muzhe

Thirty-three, the mountains are far away, the weather is cold, and the acacia maple leaves are Dan. -Li Yu's Sauvignon Blanc, A Heavy Mountain

Thirty-four, affectionate only spring court month, still to stay sunny. -Zhang Mi "The Sender"

Recalling the meeting between flowers in the past, I just threw red beans with my hands. -Ouyang Jiong, "He Ming Dynasty, Recalling the Past Flowers after Meeting"

Thirty-six plans, no words and half paper weight, so sad and happy. -Sister Chen Pengjie, "Send Two Songs Outside"

Thirty-seven, also a bowl of ruthless tears, I hate not to meet before scraping. -Su Shi Yi

It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, and the east wind has started and a hundred flowers have blossomed. -Li Shangyin "Untitled"

Thirty-nine years old, how beautiful she looks, opening the pearly casement and sitting with a frown. -Li Bai's Resentment

Forty, far away in the princess, and even Yanmenguan. -Jiang Yan's "Ancient Separation"

Forty-one, 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 destroys the heart. -"Li Bai's two pieces of Sauvignon Blanc"

Forty-two, bonuses are easy to decline, such as Lang Yi, and the water flow is infinite. -Liu Yuxi's Four Poems of Zhi Zhu

Forty-three, Qiang Guan is full of frost, people don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears. -Fan Zhongyan's "The Fisherman's Pride Qiu Si"

Shen Yan, a 44-year-old fish, traveled around the world and began to believe in the separation of human beings. -Dai Shulun's Acacia

Forty-five, think for a long time, hate for a long time, and hate it. -Bai Juyi's "Sauvignon Blanc"

Forty-six, see Zhu thinking in succession, haggard and fragmented to remember you. -Wu Zetian's "Ruyi Niang"

Forty-seven, embroidered with a piano, boarded the Scholar's Academy. -Guan Xiu's "Good deeds, hurting ancient songs, no bosom friends"

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

Forty-nine, the beauty of the golden ladder, the basket in hand. -Chang Jian's Two Songs in Spring

Fifty, the waning moon rises, and the beauty tears. -Wei Zhuang's One Night in the Red Chamber by Bodhisattva Man.

Fifty-one, living alone, sad to death. -Anonymous "Shejiang Picking Hibiscus"

Fifty-two, ask you what is light parting, how many groups can there be in a year? -Nalan Xingde's "Bodhisattva Man, Ask Why You Stay"

Fifty-three, I keep the house, fearing that I will forget and worry about you, and I will not feel tears. -Cao Pi's Ge Yanxing

Fifty-four, hibiscus is not as beautiful as beauty makeup, and the water temple is fragrant. -Wang Changling's "Autumn Hate in Nishimura"

Fifty-five, two lovesickness all day long, fatigue is king, when flowers bloom. -Wen Tingyun's Four Songs of Southern Song Dynasty

Fifty-six, how much sadness can I ask you? Like a river flowing eastward. -Li Yu's Young Beauty

57. Ask the world what love is and teach life and death. -Yuan Haowen's "Two Touching Fish", which

Fifty-eight, beauty doesn't have to gather moths. -Ye Mengde's "Yu Meiren, after the rain, I can't buy it" ...

Fifty-nine, if two feelings last for a long time, and seize the day. -Qin Guan's "Queqiao Fairy"

Sixty, one kind of acacia, two places of leisure. -Li Qingzhao's "A piece of plum, red lotus root fragrance, residual jade in autumn"

Sixty-one, without that dust, the swallow is still there, said the soft curtain hook. -Na Lanxingde's "Death to Hua Lian, No pains, the most pity for the sun and the moon"

Sixty-two, an inch of acacia. -Li Guan's "Dead Hua Lian Chun Mu"

Sixty-three, the husband is in the belly and his body is like a candle. -Zhang Ji's "Women's Complaints"

Sixty-four, the belt is getting wider and wider, and I won't regret it, because I was emaciated by Iraq. -Liu Yong's Wu Fengqi

Sixty-five, if two people have a long relationship, are they still in court? -Qin Guan's "Magpie Bridge"

Sixty-six, ask acacia, look in the mirror in the future, rustling. -Yan Yu's "Manjianghong, Send Liao to Que"

Sixty-seven, I didn't understand a word, I flew from Junwanqu Liang. -Li Bai's Night Sitting

Sixty-eight, enchanting and gorgeous, jealous of the wind and smiling at the moon, longing for Dong Jun. -Li Qingzhao's "Qing Qing Ban Bei"

A poem expressing irritability _ a poem expressing sadness

First, ruthlessness is not as good as affection, and an inch is still inextricably linked. Yan Shu's "Spring in the Jade House"

Second, since the monarch came out, the mirror has been dark. Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time? Xu gan's room thought

Third, the reason for continuous cutting is still chaos, that is, separation. Don't have a taste in my heart.

Fourth, it is better to hate each other when the tide has faith, and acacia begins to feel that the sea is not deep. Bai Juyi's Langtaosha

Verb (abbreviation of verb) I know this love will not have any result, but it can comfort my soul! . Li Shangyin's Untitled Six Third Songs

Sixth, life is naturally infatuated, and this hatred has nothing to do with romance. Ouyang Xiu's Jade House in Spring

Seven, the threshold chrysanthemum sorrow smoke blue tears dew, Luo curtain light cold, swallows fly away.

If you teach your eyes no hatred, you won't believe that there are hoary heads in the world. Xin Qiji's Partridge Sky

Before I respect you, I was going to talk about the return date, but I didn't say anything about spring. Ouyang Xiu's Jade House in Spring

Ten, lonely and sad, and self-restraint.

Eleven, who expected this life, the heart is in Tianshan, and the body is old in Cangzhou.

Twelve, be there or be square, how can you be ruthless? Sima Guang's Xijiang Moon

Thirteen, how many lovesickness one-night stands, the ends of the earth are not long. Zhang's Swallow House

Fourteen, the festival is sunny and the peaches and plums laugh, and the Noda wasteland is only sad.

Fifteen, the east water disappears, the stream is urgent, and the geese don't go north. Everything has a place. Who knows how to be heartless? The past is like the wind!

Sixteen, don't hesitate to sing Yangchun if you have a bosom friend. Yan Shu's Song of the Willow in the Mountain Pavilion

Seventeen, once the sea is difficult for water, amber forever.

Eighteen, the world is turbid and I am alone, and everyone is drunk and I wake up alone.

Nineteen, acacia said acacia, and Shiro hated Mandy. Liang Qichao's Ci of Zhi Zhu in Taiwan Province Province

Twenty, two lovesickness all day long, fatigue is king, when flowers bloom. Wen's Four Songs of Nan Gezi (Part Two)

Twenty-one-year-old Shen Yan is a fish. He has traveled around the world and believes that human beings are separated. Dai Shulun's Acacia

Twenty-two, when there is poverty in every corner of the world, there is only endless acacia. Yan Shu's "Spring in the Jade House"

Twenty-three, the microwave hates the sea, and the moon is ruthless.

Twenty-four, this situation can not be eliminated, you can only frown but mind!

Twenty-five, people like the wind into the river clouds, love like rain and sticky. Zhou Bangyan's "Spring in the Jade House"

Twenty-six, the microwave hates the sea, and the moon is ruthless.

Twenty-seven, 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 destroys the heart. Li Bai's The First of Two Sauvignon Blancs

Sad Poems (Part Two) 78

First, the lights are cold tonight, and the pond is full of tears, but the ram is surnamed Yang. -Su Shi's Nanxiangzi and Yang moved to Mizhou.

Second, wine into sorrow, into acacia tears. -Fan Zhongyan, "Su Muzhe Nostalgia"

Third, the setting sun on the city painted a corner mourning, and the Shenyuan non-pool platform was revived. The spring waves under the sad bridge were green, which used to be a stunning photo. -Lu You's Two Poems of Shen Yuan

Fourth, you hate a few tears and lean on the bar. -Jing Li's "Passing Huanxisha and Selling Fragrant Leaves"

Fifth, there are countless troubles now. -Zhou Zizhi "Walking on the sand, love is so weak"

Sixth, the smoke is vast and sorrowful. -Huai Shang female "Minus word Yulan Huai Shan faint"

Seven, everywhere is sad, faint Qin Yu dust. -Nalan Xingde's "Bodhisattva Man, rustling leaves and rain"

Eight, sad and speechless, remember the flag pavilion that day, the water disappeared, and Chinese wine blocked the wind. -Nalan Xingde's "Fishing and Watching the Afternoon Rain"

Nine, tearful eyes asked the flowers not to talk and flew over the swing. -Ouyang Xiu "How Deep is the Courtyard"

Ten, meet again in the depths of Qulan, even tears are shaking. -Nalan Xingde's Meet Again in the Deep of Qulan.

Eleven, and look at the presbyopia, don't be too drunk to hurt your lips too much. -Du Fu's "Two Songs of Qujiang"

Twelve, all the way back to Julia, people gradually unknown, empty sorrow. -Zhou Bangyan's "Night Flying Magpie, River Bridge to Send People"

Thirteen, I'm so bitter that I can't bear to listen. Where is the flower branch in Fengcheng? -Li Shangyin's "Crow"

Fourteen, comparable to the evening of raindrops. -Ouyang Xiu's Youth Journey, Twelve Alone in Spring

15, Qiu Lai's sorrow is deeper, and Dai Fu's moth is shallower. -Yang's "The faults are deeper"

Sixteen, still hate the east wind stuffy, but also blowing misty rain and dark dusk. -Zhang Wei's Mo Mei

Seventeen, silent spring tears, clouds have shadows and moons have shame. -Wu Wenying's "Huanxisha, Men Separated by Flowers, Deep in Dreams, Old Tour"

Eighteen, but the banquet is sad and the green moths are scattered, and the first half of the Yangtze River is oblique. -Wei Zhuang in Jinling mansion with nave's banquet.

Nineteen, the red rabbit is useless, and Lu Bu will ride it. -Li He's Twenty-three Horses Poems, which

Twenty, no one has seen the flowers fall every year, and the spring springs are empty. -Sima Cha's "Palace Complaint"

Twenty one. The cycle of change has become a thing of the past, and the dignity of this mountain still commands the cold river. -Liu Yuxi's Random Thoughts on "Old Times of Xibao Mountain"

22. The teardrop pavilion will be empty. -Zhou Zizhi "Walking on the sand, love is so weak"

23, the volume is full of melancholy, and Su E is fresh at night. -Wu Wenying's "Point crimson lips, try the lights at night"

Twenty-four, the late drums and horns are like a border state. I have been to this building thirty years ago. -Li Yi's "Upper Ruzhou County Building"

Twenty-five, near Chang' an tomorrow, the guests are worried. -Nalan Xingde's "Bodhisattva Man, it's been winter and a half in the daytime"

Twenty-six, good to go without tears, the old monk accompanied by haze. -Jin Dizang's "Sending the Boy Down the Mountain"

Since then, 27 heroes have cried on their coats, which is hard for God to ask. -Yang, "Bu Operator, Autumn Evening Collection, Du Sentence Hanging Jia Fu"

Twenty-eight, it is as small as agarwood, and it is sad and difficult to draw. -Na Lanxingde's "Yu Zhonghao, send a small photo of Fen Liang Nanye"

Twenty-nine, the old scene is depressed, sending you home is sad. -Mao Kun's "Candle Shadow Shakes Red, Send it to Society"

Thirty, I'm afraid the ship can't carry much on its mind. -Li Qingzhao's Wuling Spring Festival Evening

Thirty-one, my room is empty, I am worried about you, and I don't feel tears. -Cao Pi's Ge Yanxing

Thirty-two, shaking hands, tears streaming down my face, I stayed in the separation room for many years. -Na Lanxingde's "Yu Zhonghao, send a small photo of Fen Liang Nanye"

Thirty-three, rainy days are too cold to overcome, so you can still be next to the apricot flower line. -Nalan Xingde's "Huanxisha Chao Fuyu is cold and heartless"

Thirty-four, where is the world going, old feelings and new dreams come, and dusk ends. -cutie's "Huanxisha Pillow Barrier Embroidered Curtain Fumigating Furnace"

Thirty-five-year-old Mix spent the autumn on the river and did a lot of troubles. -He Zhu's "Eye-catching, Mix Jiang Shangdi Huaqiu"

Thirty-six, the wild garden in the west corner of Yongfeng, no one belongs to that person all day. -two poems by Bai Juyi and Yang Liuzhi.

Thirty-seven, who said that sad painting is not good, painting people's hearts and chasing the world. -Wei Zhuang's "Jinling Map"

Thirty-eight, it is difficult to hope for a strong mountain in spring, and the past is thrilling and tearful. —— Autumn Feng Jia's "Spring Sorrow, Spring Sorrow Can't Force the Mountain"

Thirty-nine, it was his spring that brought sadness. Where did the sadness go? -Xin Qiji's "Late Spring in Zhu Yingtai"

Forty, the clouds are light and the wind is light, and the rain rustles. -Shi Xiaoyou's "Charming Eyes, Dark Clouds and Light Rain"

Forty-one, drunk and greedy, it takes time to worry. -Xin Qiji's "Xi Jiang Yue Ji Xing"

Forty-two, tears wet wipes dream, the temple sings in the middle of the night. -Bai Juyi's "Harem Ci"

Forty-three, the Hu people play the flute to guard the building, and the upstairs is depressed. -Gao Shi's "Seven Kings Yumenguan Listening to Xiao"

Forty-four, the purple is half open, the chrysanthemum is quiet, and the red skirt is full of lotus. -Zhao Wei's Late Autumn in Chang 'an

Forty-five, the Ming Dynasty was a lonely boat, and I was worried about seeing the wine curtain in He Qiao. -Dou Shuzhi's "Summer Night Cousin Nostalgia"

Forty-six, I have never shed tears in my life. I am crying here. -Li Bai's "Don't pine branches in Jiangxia"

Forty-seven, the banana does not show lilac knots, and the spring breeze is sad. -Li Shangyin's "Two Gifts"

Forty-eight, the sea guest returned the pearl with tears, and the Zhangtai people removed the bones and left the fragrance. -Song Qi's "Falling Flowers"

Forty-nine, my thin hair is cold and long, like a triple Xiang Liu, my heart goes three thousand miles, homesick for the moon. -Lu Xun's "Sleeping at Wuchang"

Fifty, a little tearful. -Huang Gongshao's "Jade Case, Stop Needle and Thread every year"

Fifty-one, the jade flower is sad out of Fengcheng, and the lotus is green. -Nie Shengqiong's Partridge Day, Love

Fifty-two, emperor Ming, people worry. -Meng Haoran, "Qingming is a thing"

Fifty-three, no Niu Shan sad, tears stained with speculation. -Li Bai's "Gentleman Thinking and Doing"

Fifty-four, the moonlight wears the curtain and the wind enters the bamboo, leaning against the screen. -Gu Zhen's "Linjiang Fairy, Moonlight Through the Curtain, Wind Into Bamboo"

Fifty-five, sad for the restoration, old for the North courtier. -Sikong Shu's "Jinling Nostalgia"

Fifty-six, who pity the journey. -Zhang Yan's "Jie Lianhuan Lone Goose"

Fifty-seven, helpless. -Zhu Yizun's "Flower Singing and Rain Flower Terrace"

Fifty-eight, the wind of love, Wan Li roll tide, mercilessly send tide back. -Su Shi's "Klang Ganzhou, Send a few sons"

Fifty-nine, looking for a river and worrying, feeling low. -Cen Can's "The West End of the Bridge Send Judge Li Jinjing"

Sixty, bow your head and sigh alone. This sigh is self-evident. -Bai Juyi's "Buy Flowers"

61. Worry about the country and the people. -Zhu Dunru's "Picking Mulberry Sons and Peng Jizhen"

No matter where I turn my face, there are trembling birds and withered grass. -Si Kongshu's "To a Friend" was bound to go north after the rebellion

Sixty-three, a song is a feast tear, and the silk scarf is covered again. -Yan Shu's "Liu Song from the Mountain Pavilion"

Sixty-four, grass green skirt waist mountain dyed black, idle hate idle sorrow Nong puzzled. -Wen Shiting's Fairy, Grass-green Skirt, Yaoshan Dyed Altar'

Sixty-five, dreaming back to people is far more worrying, only in the pear flower storm. -Xin Qiji's Yulouchun, I want to persuade Chunguang to live in front of the wind.

Sixty-six, the bun hurts the spring and has no intention to comb more. -Li Qingzhao's "Huanxisha Hippo Chef, Injury to Spring, Unintentional Comb"

Sixty-seven, shake hands and make peace, tears streaming down your face. -Su Wu's "Divorce from Wife"

Sixty-eight, middle-aged relatives and friends are hard to say goodbye, and silk and bamboo are reluctant to leave. -Su Shi's "Shui Diao Ge Tou An History of the East China Sea"

Sixty-nine, a night of east wind, how many worries are blown away by the pillow. -Zeng Yunyuan's "Red Lips One Night East Wind"

Seventy, worry about an arrow, the wind is fast, half a wave is warm, and you can count posts when you turn around. -Zhou Bangyan's "Heroes Lan Ling Liu"

Seventy-one, the mountains and rivers are stained with blood. -Zhang Qiongying's "Man Jiang Hong Topic Nanjing Yishan Post"

Seventy-two, Hunan, Hubei and bamboo have deep tears. -Xin Qiji's "Langtaosha Fu Mei Cao"

Seventy-three, farewell hurts the heart. -Li Qingzhao's "When Hualian dies, tears are wet and Luo Yi's powder is full"

Seventy-four, the journey of tobacco is a journey of sadness. -Shi Dazu's Partridge Day, There is a Pregnant Woman on Weixian Road.

Seventy-five, no one asked the fallen petal, green Ran Ran all over the world. -Cao Qian's "Spring is twilight, no one asks the fallen flowers outside the door"

Seventy-six, jade bone's melancholy fog, ice posture has its own fairy wind. -Su Shi's "Xijiang Moon Plum Blossom"

Seventy-seven, leaving sorrow is causing chaos and flying more strangely. -Zhang Xian's "A clump of flowers hurts Gao Huaiyuan when he is poor"

Seventy-eight, Han Yueqi, Hu Shafei hooves. -Cen Can's "The West End of the Bridge Send Judge Li Jinjing"