A poem describing the hurt of love

1, endless acacia blood and tears cast red beans, endless spring flowers bloom all over the building.

2. I have gone through all the sadness. The saddest thing is that you haven't reached the end yet. I have gone through all despair, and the most desperate thing is that you are still at the starting point.

Don't refuse to say that beautiful oath because of possible change, and don't be afraid to seek a heart-to-heart meeting because of possible separation.

4. We hope to fly in heaven, where two birds become one and grow on the earth. The two branches of a tree ... the earth will last forever, and the sky will last forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever!

5, the moon, now full of the sea, the end of the world at this time. People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones. Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes. You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.

6. If life is just like the first sight, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan?

7. I don't know the soul, but I have a dream. My love, except the moon in the sky, who knows?

8, tears in the end, no words are difficult to send.

9. The poor and uncertain river bones are still spring dreams.

10, the prince and grandson followed in their footsteps, and Lvzhu shed tears. Xiao Lang was a passer-by as soon as Houmen entered the sea.

1 1, once the sea was difficult for water, amber forever. Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be.

12, hate is like spring grass, it still exists.

13, I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and Jun lives at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water.

14, Yueminglou rested alone, and the wine turned into homesick tears.

15, the geese are in the clouds and the fish are in the water. This feeling is hard to make.

16, buttonwood, it rains in the middle of the night, and the feelings of parting are bitter. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light.

17, remember that your heart is like the west river, flowing eastward day and night.

18, bun hurts spring and combs more. Plum blossoms are early in the evening breeze in the courtyard. Light clouds travel to and from the moon. Jade duck smokes idle brain, Zhu Yingdou covers tassels. Rhinos can also keep out the cold.

19, once the sea was difficult for water, amber forever. I'm lazy to look back next class, partly because of training and partly because of.

20. I think hard, look at the distance and worry alone. The mystery I have been looking for for for seven years is full of affection and longing.

2 1, Ew! I want to know you and live a long life. Mountains have no edges, rivers are endless, there is lightning in winter and rain and snow in summer. Heaven and earth are one, but they dare to separate from you.

22. I intend to get drunk. When drinking is a song, strong music is still tasteless. I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.

23. The idle window in the yard is deep in spring, the heavy curtain is not heavy, and the lyre leans against the building. In the distant mountains, the dusk is in a hurry, the wind is blowing and the rain is beating, and the shade is light. Pear blossoms are hard to thank.

24, more than seven years, it is hard to argue, the past spring scenery has disappeared, but deep affection has become a bubble, affectionate accompany me to sing dusk, the morning wind does not disperse a thousand points of sorrow, rainy weather also adds a trace of tears, who to complain to in love, infinitely lonely and faint.

25, find a good dream, the dream is difficult to achieve. Who knows my mood at this time? Tears in front of the pillow, rain in front of the curtain, drops outside the window.

26. How many streets have you walked and how many times will you think of me?

27. I can pay the black magpie unintentionally, but I get along with spiders skillfully.

28. Ten years later, I woke up like a dream. The soul eats the sky and looks at the sky, but the heart groans.

29. I want to know you, and I will live long. The mountain has no edges, and heaven and earth blend together, but dare to break with you!

30. I know that I have been in love for a long time, and the sound of the river at Wangjiangtou embarrassed me.

3 1, empty mountain after rain, standing in the autumn evening. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks. The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.

32. Memory is like water in the palm of your hand. Whether you spread it out or hold it tightly, it will eventually flow clean through your fingers.

33. If you teach your eyes that there is no hatred, you won't believe that there are hoary heads in the world.

34. Life has been infatuated since ancient times, and this resentment has nothing to do with romantic affairs.

35, recruit a boat, people are involved in angles. Don't worry, be my friend.

36. There are trees and branches in the mountains. I don't know whether I like you or not.

37. The stars last night and the wind last night are in the west of the studio and the east of the cinnamon room. Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same.

38. Tears return to the eyes, never meet each other before marriage.

39. Fate comes and goes like water, and love comes and goes.

40. Who planted banana trees in front of the window? The atrium is full of trees. The atrium is overcast. Leaves leaves warm the heart, comfortable and affectionate. Sad pillow night rain, a little light rain. Drop by drop. Worried about hurting northerners, not used to listening.

4 1, there are thousands of maple leaves, and the river bridge is hidden by sunset sails. Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night.

42. Lin Ye Ping in the chaotic mountains is full of smog. The smoke is very thin. The crow returns and smells the horn at dusk. The fragrance has been broken, and the wine has been left. The west wind urges the phoenix tree to fall. It's autumn in Wutongluo, and it's very lonely.

43. When it warms me through the spring wine, I will remind you how to bet. There, one after another, we roll dice under the crimson lamp. Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind.

44. There is not much joy in the dark. Empty dream of Chang 'an, recognize Chang 'an Road. In order to report a good spring this year. Flowers and the moon should be photographed together. Casual cups and plates are sloppy. The wine is delicious and sour, just like a person's arms. Don't laugh when you are drunk. Poor spring is like a person getting old.

45. I am like a mountain in my eyes, and Lang is like a stone Buddha.

46. Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang, I want to write a book. When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him.

47. The missed years bloom in the desert in the north, but they are deserted in the spring and summer of reincarnation.

48. Autumn wind enters the window, and Luo Zhang is fluttering, looking up at the bright moon and sending affection for thousands of miles.

49, a few sounds of rain and wind, hazy faint moon clouds come and go.

50, 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.

5 1, ruthlessness is not as sentimental as bitterness, and an inch is still inextricably linked.

52. When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that my lovesick is bitter, my lovesick is long, and my lovesick is infinite. If I had known this, I would have been a stranger.

53. Speaking of a gentleman who is as gentle as jade, in its board room, my heart is messed up.

I met her a long time ago, but since we separated, the time has become longer, and the east wind has started and a hundred flowers have blossomed. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.