Poetic sadness, tell me about it.

With the rapid development of social networks and information technology, more and more people are used to publishing stories online, recording and sharing meaningful things in life. Don't you always know how to organize the language when you speak? The following is my carefully arranged poetic sentimental talk, for reference only, hoping to help everyone.

First, under the moonlight, people love and hate each other, and the world is full of red dust.

Second, I want to have a heart-to-heart talk with Yao Qin, but I have few bosom friends. Who will listen to the broken string?

Third, the world of mortals is like mud, and the front edge is exhausted. Even if you don't forget, you can't overcome the pain.

Fourth, you can give up and choose, but you must be worthy of yourself.

Those feelings you don't know yet are destined to stay between your lips and teeth and won't be mentioned in the years.

Six, a leaf boat, a bamboo Artemisia, Qian Shan, thousands of waters, after hundreds of robberies and obstacles, it is difficult to meet each other.

7. When you meet someone you like, the principle comes to mind.

Eight, prosperous, lonely, who promised to live forever? Time kills everything, and it is easy to throw people away.

Nine, the voice outside the window at night, the candle shadow shines on the dream soul, know that I understand that I am just a person.

Ten, the pain has been heart-to-heart, the dream is falling, and the situation is comparable. Drunk Iraqis, the phoenix blows away, don't follow.

Eleven, in this faint bright moon, in this faint starlight, my dream has spread to my hometown and to you in my hometown.

Twelve, the world out of my generation, into the rivers and lakes, was urged; Talking and laughing, you can't live a drunken life.

Thirteen, flowers are easy to fade, fog is easy to disperse, dreams are easy to die, clouds are easy to disperse, and that's the way it is. Why are you embarrassed?

Fourteen, spoony sweet words, like a worrying hand, hollowed out the heart a little, and finally became empty and dry.

Silence is a virtue, but silence in front of the person you love is a weakness.

Sixteen, the beauty is old and young. It is better to forget the rivers and lakes than to miss you all over the world.

17, Fenghuang once played here, so that it was named after this place, and it was promised to stay up all night. From then on, it was in Jiangnan Jiangbei, Wan Li.

18. Who will accompany me to take off back in the game's armor, who will accompany me to the end of the world, and who will undertake my youthful life?

Nineteen, there is an ending called destiny takes a hand, and there is a heartache called endless.

Twenty, thousands of turns, only to know the depth of feelings; I didn't know how to cherish possession until I missed it for many years.

I fell in love with you in the most beautiful summer, but left you in the bleakest autumn.

Twenty-two, those who say they will never part have already scattered all over the world.

Twenty-three, why forget, why difficult; Like water light years away, facing the morning and evening; Light and shadow chase, immortal; Flowers bloom and fall, and the cycle is exhausted.

Twenty-four, one day the people on the railing disappeared, and they thought again, covering their tears.

Twenty-five is a silent year, and how many beauties the hero has lost. There is no new chapter in the past, so it is difficult to stay in the old garden.

Twenty-six, love for a long time, has become a habit; When it hurts for a long time, it becomes a notch; Hating for a long time has become a burden.

I hope the world is small enough for me to kiss you as soon as I turn around.

Twenty-eight, look at the clouds rolling under the cliff, the wind is rustling on the cliff, and the pear blossoms are still falling as they were then.

29. It is windy and rainy outside. If I can't hold an umbrella for you, I will accompany you in the rain.

Thirty, you were there, I was here, just missed and never met again.

Thirty-one, time will drift away, years will flow away, memories will solidify, and good things will last forever.

Thirty-two, I advise you not to get drunk before the flowers, this year's flowers will wither, next year's flowers will wither, and your head will turn white.

Thirty-three, waiting for the road to come, waiting for people to return, those looking forward to the sunset, only draw a satisfactory full stop for the unfinished love in my heart.

Thirty-four, those prosperity will eventually become the past, please don't be disappointed, ordinary is for the most beautiful.

Thirty-five, thinking hard, looking far and worrying alone, looking for seven years of mystery, deep affection, heartbroken, missing.

36, the fog dispersed, I woke up, I finally see the truth, that is Qian Fan's silence.

Thirty-seven, the feelings are stronger, the fate is like the wind, the brocade is slightly cold, and the cold sleeves help the sick.

The person who really knows you is the one who sees pain in your smile.

Thirty-nine, who forgets first, turns the country into the old country. I refuse to play. Shadows are amazing.

Forty, finally understand that when you do it right, no one will remember; When you do something wrong, even breathing is wrong.

Forty-one, we often meet the most unforgettable love when we are the youngest and frivolous.

Forty-two, cold rainy night, cold rainy night, confused night, raining soul, lonely soul, and began a distant journey.

Forty-three, the long strip, countless fireworks, you look back with lanterns, pavilions are short, the world of mortals is rolling, and I sigh again.

44. A smile locks this life. Looking back, I can only see a bunch of clouds. Are you in love? Does it hurt? Everything is doomed!

Forty-five, the world of mortals, standing still in the vast sea of people, watching the world bustling, noisy, but lonely.

You are cruel to me, but I am more cruel to myself. We only fell in love to torture me.

Forty-seven, pick up the hesitation, silently walk in the memory of the past, fascinated by the world, watching the ebb and flow of the tide, watching the moon fall into the sea, laughing and sighing the sorrow of this day and the sorrow of people.

Forty-eight, tears asked the flowers silently, and saw scattered flowers falling all over the ground. Don't walk in the rain at night, looking forward to the dawn of the night.

Forty-nine, if the heart does not move, the wind is helpless; If you don't get hurt, the years will be fine.

50. It is often said that the past is like smoke, and it may happen again in a thousand years. In the dream, the West Lake is dry, and the chanting of the Thousand Classics is still incomprehensible.

If I leave quietly, you won't even know I was here.

Fifty-two, the night is hazy and the moonlight is like a hook. Your heart is dreaming. Have you ever been together? Beauty is difficult for three years, and the situation is mysterious.

53. Maybe it's the marriage in the last life, or maybe it's the fate in the next life. It is wrong to meet in this life, and it will only increase fruitless resentment.

54. You left for no reason, and when you turned around, you left me with a slim figure and a great regret.

Fifty-five, give you the tenderness of the whole city, and love the displacement of my life.

56. Who painted the "Love between Life and Death" in the Red Dust Scroll? In the end, I can only keep that face unchanged for thousands of years.

Fifty-seven, the fate of dust has always been like water, it is rare to shed tears, so why bother to do your best. Don't be sentimental, love to hurt yourself.

Fifty-eight, the original vows of eternal love said it again, as if it were all over!

Fifty-nine, ten years of life and death, nothing to think about, unforgettable, lonely grave thousands of miles away, nowhere to be sad.

Sixty, I had expectations, I was moved, and I forgot the beautiful gesture when the tears were actually released.

Sixty-one, spring goes and spring comes, beauty is old, flowers fall and people die.

Sixty-two, this past year should be a beautiful morning and a beautiful scene. Even if there is a thousand minutes of amorous feelings, who should I talk to?

Sixty-three, we all understand the truth, but sometimes the story is too provocative and embarrassing.

I don't like drinking, I just like getting drunk.

Sixty-five, your cherished dream has been broken, and you are far from each other on the water side. My thoughts are full of tears, like water lilies.

When you are lonely, the wind is my song. May it bring you a moment of comfort.

Sixty-seven, you are a movie I can't get tired of watching, indulging in your shadow of vows of eternal love.

Sixty-eight, in this world, the heart is the easiest to change, but the oldest is also the heart.

Sixty-nine, a Ye Qiu, a little banana and a little sorrow, dreaming of the night.

Seventy, Yijun is far away in Xiaoxiang Moon. In my dream, I smell that I am long and I am sad.

Seventy-one, I have walked this road, and you are walking, just don't know which of us can walk to the end.

Seventy-two, I was drunk in the middle of the night and my eyes were blurred. I can write a paragraph with my pen. Love is rare in this world.

Seventy-three, my heart has lost you, and sometimes it is a sad ocean.

Seventy-four, I hold my head high for you, and you take me riding around the world.

Seventy-five, an actor enters a painting, and life is far away. That year, in the prime of life, whoever promised to die.

I still hate your heart when I miss you, and the spring breeze doesn't advance, which makes me miss the harp.

Seventy-seven, there is no trace in the dream. Looking back, lovesick tears are priceless. To be together, dreams are hard to come true and everyone is heartbroken.

Seventy-eight, a flower and a world, a leaf and a pursuit. A song and a sigh, a person's life.

Seventy-nine, for a long time, I forgot how to say love, but my heart was pounding and I stayed for love.

Eighty, there is wine today, and you are drunk today. Laugh at how many cups there are in the world of mortals, and let three thousand east waters flow, and every grain of dust does not leave tears.