A sad poem (67)

First, the opposite of ruthlessness is mountains and rivers. -Xin Qiji's "Setting a Storm and Sending Fan Kuo to Youjian Kangxi"

Second, don't say that the wine is weak and no one is plowing it. -Du Fu

Third, red tears slipped down, and the spring breeze was full of things. -Na Lanxingde's "Picking Mulberry Seeds, Wrong at the Time"

Fourth, no one lies on the back of an ox at sunset, and they are brought back to western Western jackdaw in pairs. -Zhang Shunmin's "Village House, Water Around the Hedge"

Verb (abbreviation of verb) The wild geese let out a plaintive cry, flying from night to night, and the Tatar children had many tears to shed. -An old Li Wei song.

Sixth, vegetation knows sorrow. Hua Shao is actually bald. -Cao Xueqin's "Tang Duoling Catkin"

Seven, since then, the heroes have been crying on their coats, and the fate is hard to understand. -Yang, "Bu Operator, Autumn Evening Collection, Du Sentence Hanging Jia Fu"

No one can solve it, because the wind flies over the roses. —— Huang Tingjian, "Where is Qingping Lechun"

Nine, a high city Wan Li sorrow, Jane Xiuliu like Tingzhou. -Xu Hun's "East Building of Xianyang City"

X. But this town is so small that thieves are spared, and the people here are so poor and pitiful. -Jie Yuan's "Thieves Return to Officials"

Eleven, ashamed to cover the sleeves, worry about spring lazy makeup. -Yu "Gift to Neighbors"

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

Thirteen, moss mangroves down the steps, the rain is thin and the moon is bright. -Li Shangyin's Final Residence

At the age of fourteen, the cry of wild geese made my sad heart sad and was surrounded by the darkness of cloudy mountains. -Li Wei's Farewell to Weiwan

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

Sixteen, 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"

17. Rain hates clouds, and Jiangnan is still called a beauty. -Wang Yucheng, "Little Crimson Lips, Feeling Xing"

Eighteen, who knows if he is still singing? Who will listen to me? ? . -Luo's "Yong"

Nineteen, spring goes and spring comes, and fast-flushers are like the sea. -Qin Guan's "Chitose, Beyond the Sand by the Water"

Twenty years old, but the way of the world is too strange and unpredictable. Spring only brings me sadness and fatigue. -Wei, "To My Friends and"

Twenty one. But the wind and dust from one ocean to another separated me from my brothers. I couldn't help crying. I was so far away. -Du Fu's Wild Hope

Twenty-two, vaguely looking at Qinghai-Tibet, specializing in leisure. —— Huang Tingjian's "Water Tune Songs and Sunset Blocks the Road"

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

Twenty-four, the screen window sunset, no one sees tears in the golden house. -Liu's "Spring Complaint"

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

Don't worry about the east wind, spring will make you hate it. -Jia Zhi's "Two Poems of Spring Thoughts"

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

Twenty-eight, fleas are rainy days that hurt spring dreams, but the grass is more sandy. -Wei Zhuang's "Changan Tomb-Sweeping Day"

Twenty-nine, cloudy and light rain. -Shi Xiaoyou's Eye-catching, Cloudy, Light Rain

Thirty, the paper ash flew into a white butterfly, and the tears dyed the rhododendron red. -Gao Zhu "Qingming Day Wine"

Thirty-one, the wine base is often less worried about customers, and more months are blocked by clouds. -Su Shi's "Xijiang Moon" is a big dream on earth.

Thirty-two times, the array is in line, and the left is easy to be injured by the right blade. -Qu Yuan's "National Mourning"

Thirty-three-year-old, sad to see a thousand autumn, a rain of tears, melancholy in different times, not at the same time. -Du Fu's Five Poems on Epics

Thirty-four, one inch of red heart for the country, two lines of tears for homesickness. -Yu Qian's beginning of spring Day

Thirty-five, the color enters the tall building, and there are people upstairs who are worried. -Li Bai's "Bodhisattva Man Lin Ping Momo Yan Ruzhi"

Thirty-six, there are infinite painters in the world, and they can't draw a sad picture. -Gao Chan's "Looking at Jinling Evening"

Thirty-seven, Jiang E cries bamboo sorrow, and Li Ping plays China. -Li He's Quotations from Li Ping

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

Thirty-nine, apes and crows scattered in the river, people hurt themselves. -Liu Changqing's "Farewell to Pei Langzhong Jizhou"

Forty, looking at the spring sorrow, the sky is dark. -Liu Yong's "Dead Hua Lian, Leave a Dangerous Building"

Forty-one, Yijun is far away in Xiaoxiang Moon. In my dream, I smell that I am long and I am sad. -Wang Changling's "Send Wei"

Forty-two, it's a pity that a Qing song is given to dusk. -Huang Xiaomai's "Qingming Near Xiangchun jathyapple"

Forty-three, this flower and this leaf often set each other off, and the green reduces the red and kills. -Li Shangyin's "Give the Lotus"

Forty-four, do the riverside is full of tears, endless flow, preoccupied. -Qin Guan's "Jiangchengzi Xicheng Liu Yang Strong Alcohol Meat"

Forty-five, the moss is full of Chu Qing, and the green trees have no dreams. -Liu Ban's "New Fine Moss Gai Chuqing"

Forty-six, upstairs at night, I want to rest, the jade ladder is like a hook. -Li Shangyin's "Two Gifts"

Forty-seven, silent smell apes worry, see clouds in the line. -Li Bai's Looking for Mid-Autumn of New Year's Day in Shimen Mountain, Gao Feng.

Forty-eight, 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-nine, couples in Shihao Village don't cry as much as they do in Shoutang. -Ma Wei of Yuan Mei

Fifty, ruined life and haggard, only a few nights. -Zhao Lingzhi, "Qingpingle Spring Breeze Still"

Fifty-one, injury, the high city looks broken, and the lights are dusk. -Qin Guan's Man Ting Fangshan Mo Wei Yun

Fifty-two, three points of spring scenery, two points of sadness, one point of wind and rain. -Ye's "Why, Stay"

53. When was Gao Huaiyuan poor? -Zhang Xian's "A clump of flowers hurts Gao Huaiyuan when he is poor"

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

Fifty-five, a crow flies in Liangyuan at dusk, with three or two gloomy eyes. -Cen Can's "Two Songs of Mountain House Spring"

Fifty-six, the emperor is clear and the people are worried. -Meng Haoran, "Qingming is a thing"

Fifty-seven, half a smoke and half a rain creek bridge, the fisherman was drunk and no one called. -Huang Tingjian's "Bodhisattva Man, Half Smoke and Half Rain Creek Bridge"

Fifty-eight, the banana does not show the lilac festival, and the spring breeze is sad. -Li Shangyin's "Two Gifts"

59. When can we lie on the screen again and look at the bright light and stop crying? . -Du Fu's Moonlit Night

Sixty, Jinling Jindu Mountain Building, pedestrians can worry about themselves for one night. -Zhang Hu is at Nanjing Ferry.

Sixty-one, the cuckoo worships tears again and guards the reclamation. -Huang Zunxian "Send Ren Liang's parents in the same year"

Living under a thatched cottage and never wearing fragrant silk, she is eager to arrange a marriage, but how dare she? . -Qin Taoyu's "Poor Girl"

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

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

Sixty-five, Hanlin romantic three thousand songs, sent to Wu Ji to endure tears. -Liu Zhu's "Partridge Sky, Snow Show Mountain City, Jade Meaning Cold"

Sixty-six, the garden is sad for the past, and flowers and birds are sad for this spring. -Du Fu's Crossing Xiangjiang River

67. The sun is setting, there is a mist among the flowers, the moon becomes very white, and people are sad and insomnia. -Li Bai's "Three Sauvignon Blancs"

Talking about feelings of sadness (Article 46)

First, time took away our frivolous eyes but gave us the capital to become warped.

Second, I really want to have the super power to cross the Pacific Ocean to come to your side and give you a sweet good morning kiss.

Third, the best places are places that have never been. The best time is when you can't come back.

Fourth, the laughter that used to be has now weathered to the point where only irretrievable specimens are left for my memory and commemoration.

Five, the rain beads rolled down the grass stem, one drop into the soil, the other drop into the grass mouth, can't find it.

I used to wonder why such a long street can accommodate so many people in a city, but it can't accommodate you. Later, I understood that there are longer streets and bigger cities in your heart. Even I can't keep you.

My favorite sky is as blue as the sea, my favorite white clouds are as soft as cotton candy, and my favorite sun is as warm as my mother. The person I like should be so beautiful, just like you.

Eight, in this world, people who can really treat you well have already met one, and one is missing.

Nine, people who like loneliness are actually very self-centered and willing to find happiness in their own universe.

Ten, you, you have to meet a girl you like, you can become her sun and give her all your warmth. So, I don't expect.

Forgive me for not being a silent person, but just doing something silent for you.

Twelve, many times, we always hope to get the good of others. At first, I was grateful. But after a long time, I just got used to it.

Thirteen, to be a man is like automatically adjusting the brightness. When it is bright, it is bright, and when it is dark, it is dark. Otherwise, you will suffer.

Fourteen, some people, some things, or forget it, people have never trusted you. Why flatter yourself?

15. Hold back your tears and flow in front of the person who loves you.

Sixteen, the heart should be broad, to understand that no one is an island, to appreciate the scenery on the other side, to know how to accept others.

Seventeen, when you recall the past, you can only show that you are not doing well now.

At the age of eighteen, he said, of course, there are times when life is tired ... think about a bright future or a warm quilt.

Nineteen, I realized that at the moment when I really made a decision, everything was superfluous.

Twenty, people are always good at themselves, a few words of comfort, and occasionally reward themselves; The most difficult thing to deal with is the delay and inertia of going deep into the bone marrow.

Twenty-one, I can take care of myself when you are away, eat well and not get sick. I can have many friends without you and have a good time. But, you know, that doesn't mean you're not important.

I like every moment we have together, including those moments that have not yet arrived.

Twenty-three, the world is too small for you to think of. The person you like and the person you hate intersect.

24. The saddest thing in this life is that someone you secretly love for a long time suddenly tells you that he once loved you deeply.

Twenty-five, looking at the sun and the moon that day, there was silence; Green mountains and green waters, stretching from generation to generation; Just like in my heart, you never left, never changed.

Twenty-six, many times we look at other people's stories, lament their misfortunes, hate them, and wait until we find that we suddenly understand other people's truth.

Twenty-seven, recall the feelings of the past, the past will eventually pass.

Twenty-eight, life often jokes with us, and whoever you expect will be farther away from you; The person you are attached to will hurt you the most.

Twenty-nine, from now on, I won't attribute you to anyone. You are you, young and elegant, there is only one in the world.

Thirty, you lit up a thousand roads with a lamp, and I chose one, bowing my head and heading for happiness with you without hesitation.

Thirty-one, if you want to reach the distance, someone will always stop you. I want to give you warmth and let you know that we are not you and me.

Thirty-two, I walked slowly in my memory, but I didn't know I was in tears.

Thirty-three, I watched the sunset at the seaside, snuggled up on a pillow, drunk there and dreamy there. I can't swim out of my memory, but I can't learn to let go.

34. No matter how many times you are embarrassed, you will eventually make up because you can't bear it. This feeling is really good.

When I was sleepy, I found that coffee or anything refreshing was not as refreshing as one of your messages.

36. The opinions of others can only be opinions. Finally, I want to hear my own voice.

Slowly accept the fact that we will never be together again. The only thing I can do is to inherit the qualities that fascinate me and live a good life.

38. I like to wander around the school and look forward to meeting you inadvertently. I like listening to your songs before going to bed. I like you very much.

Seeing that an ant couldn't cross the canal, he kindly extradited the ant with a twig, but the ant crawled into his palm along the twig and he had to get rid of her at once.

Forty, you taught me to persist in doing things and do things well. I really started everything like this, except insisting on loving you and saying goodbye to you like this. It's a little regrettable. But I know I did the right thing this time.

4 1. Meet a funny person, meet a taciturn person, and be a kind person. They are all like you, and none of them is like you.

Forty-two, that morning I woke up dimly, and my name echoed in my mind over and over again. When I put your name and mine together, I always feel that you are still in this world, aggravated by you, and lying in a soft dream. However, after chewing slowly, your departure seems to have become a reality, just like falling into the deep valley of a quiet river.

Forty-three, you can't stay after all, I want to be strong.

Forty-four, every time, when I feel close to you, the next second will definitely be pushed further.

Forty-five, maybe you bought me too many delicious foods, which made me attached to food and you.

46. I will sew the scenery along the way into your absence.

Talk about the feeling of inexplicably losing your hukou (Article 43)

1. Pessimists say a glass of water is half empty, optimists say it is half full, and now I enjoy a life half full.

Second, I hope I can walk like a flower in the future, through the cycle of the four seasons, not decadent in silence, not eclipsed, and flowers become a landscape and a poem in my life.

Third, all the missed things will become regrets, some can be filled and some can't. I have cried, laughed, loved and hated. How sweet and bitter love is, what we finally learn is not to miss ourselves.

Fourth, when love is gone, learn to live your own life. To live a good life is to love yourself, treat yourself as your lover and pamper yourself.

Some roads are taken by feet. There is a way, and you must take it. It is often not thorns and stones that trip, but the heart. Thus, it seems that the road is spread out in front of us, but in fact, the heart is fluttering on the road.

Sixth, after all, life is for yourself, not for others.

Seven, you don't know when life has changed direction. You were dragged into the abyss by disappointment, into the grave by illness, and crushed to pieces by frustration. Until then, before the end of the world turns upside down, let me stay with you.

Eight, don't say that there is no good man in this world, don't hate the person who abandoned you, after all, I loved you and hurt you, and tolerance will make you more beautiful.

Nine, the leaves are like phoenix grass, a gust of wind has passed, the light black silhouette is trembling, and a string of small notes comes from the ear, like iron horses jingling in front of the eaves.

A bosom friend is like a mirror, reflecting the most beautiful part of our nature.

Eleven, the clear sky in autumn, a brilliant blue, clean clouds, at the end of the sky, endless clear water.

Twelve, some things, you may be better hidden in your heart. After a long time, looking back will become a story.

Thirteen, small troubles and difficulties can develop a serious outlook on life.

Fourteen, life is too long, we are afraid of loneliness, life is too short, we are afraid of being too late.

If you think I'm too enthusiastic, I'll try to stay away. If you think I talk too much, I will try to keep silent.

Sixteen, perhaps, drop too much emotion; Or perhaps, love is endless and irresistible. You didn't say a word, leaving only dignified air and touching breath.

Seventeen, one day it rained at dusk, and I forgot to close the window when I went out. When I opened the door, it smelled of wind and rain.

18. If you doubt your wife, she will cheat you. If you don't doubt your wife, she will doubt you.

Nineteen, when I love you, your heart is asleep; When you love me, my heart freezes.

Sometimes we run too fast and don't want to run to the future, just want to catch up with the past. However, that's it. Everyone has a deep attachment. Hide and become your own country. In fact, don't be afraid, these are all the luggage of life.

Twenty-one, there is always time and opportunity for what should be done, and there is always an excuse for what should not be done.

22, peer jealousy seems inevitable, not to mention all women-all women are peers.

23. People who love each other often quarrel, but unrelated people can tolerate each other.

24, cowardice is powerless to hurt, kindness is capable but chooses not to hurt. Kindness is very advanced.

Twenty-five, you broke a person's heart, and you want her to pick up junk and patiently put it together piece by piece, just like a child playing a jigsaw puzzle, ten years or eight years may not be complete.

Twenty-six, desolation has a deeper and longer aftertaste, just because it is like green with powder, which is a kind of uneven contrast.

Twenty-seven, every butterfly is the spirit of a flower in a previous life, and meeting this life is the previous life of the flower.

Twenty-eight, those cool pictures have become indelible memories in my heart. Meet all the way, leave all the way, we missed all the way, but still lost time. Like, Ran Ran's bubble finally burst. Worrying about you without warning is now in my red eyes.

Twenty-nine, what you guard, but others don't want it; What others don't want is their own baby.

Friendship means that I like you, even if I don't like what belongs to you, I will try to accept it.

At the age of thirty-one, she felt helpless, like going out to sea at dusk, unfamiliar with the road and far away.

32. Life will not always be smooth sailing. We are all ordinary people. We live like ordinary people. We quarrel, cold war, warmth and care. No matter what happens, as long as two people have the determination to work together, they dare to go on.

33. Rejection is temporary pain at best. After suffering, it's still the same. Deception, on the other hand, is a pain that can never be erased. The scars are like salt frost and cannot be expressed.

Thirty-four, memory for a long time, memory will lose its truth.

People who live in poverty like to ask about other people's private affairs.

Thirty-six, loneliness is like a shadow, loneliness is like a follow-up, and old love is like a dream. It doesn't need to be resolved, it has become life.

37. Then in a casual moment, you will find that you have really forgotten the things you tried so hard to forget.

In fact, no one in this world can understand another person's sadness.

Thirty-nine, perhaps missing, is like a paint splashed on a white canvas, crossing the blue sea, named sadness.

Forty, there is only one way to be sure that something will not happen, and that is to wait, let fate put you together forever, and let you work in vain.

Forty-one, I don't know why, eighteen years old is extremely slim, like a mountain, you can't cross it and you can't see it.

42. In your world, there will always be someone who loves you more than you think.

Forty-three, in this bizarre world, no one can live like flowing water. However, I always believe that those who have walked through Pinghu Shan Yu and the mountains and rivers over the years will be more lively and cleaner.

Sad songs expressing inner sadness (64 articles)

A flower flies away, but it is spring, and the wind is full of worries. -Du Fu's "Two Songs of Qujiang"

Second, when you start, you look back and you don't hate anyone. -Su Shi's "Divination Operator Huangzhou Dinghui Garden Residence"

Third, it is difficult to send the mountain scenery in spring, and the past is thrilling and tearful. —— Autumn Feng Jia's "Spring Sorrow, Spring Sorrow Can't Force the Mountain"

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

Five, apes cry from the river, people hurt themselves. -Liu Changqing's "Farewell to Pei Langzhong Jizhou"

Six, Jiang Ai bamboo sorrow, Li Zhuhua play graceful. -Li He's Quotations from Li Ping

Seven, ruined a lifetime, only a few dusk. -Zhao Lingzhi, "Qingpingle Spring Breeze Still"

Eight, if you are mercilessly abandoned, you can't be ashamed. -Wei Zhuang's "Sidi Township Spring Tour"

Nine, red tears slipped down, full of spring breeze. -Na Lanxingde's "Picking Mulberry Seeds, Wrong at the Time"

Ten, the screen window sunset, no one sees tears in the golden house. -Liu's "Spring Complaint"

11. Sorrow fades away, and the distance is like spring water. -Ouyang Xiu, "Walking on the Sand, Waiting for Mei Can"

Twelve, the rain hates the clouds, and Jiangnan is still called a beauty. -Wang Yucheng, "Little Crimson Lips, Feeling Xing"

Thirteen, affectionate but always ruthless, only feel that I couldn't laugh before. -Du Mu's farewell

Fourteen, at sunset, no one was lying on the cow's back, and they were brought back to western Western jackdaw in pairs. -Zhang Shunmin's "Village House, Water Around the Hedge"

Fifteen, emotions are always ruthless. -Jie Jiang's "Yu Meiren Listening to the Rain"

Sixteen-year-old, sad to see a thousand autumn, a rain of tears, melancholy in different times, not at the same time. -Du Fu's Five Poems on Epics

Seventeen, the Southern Dynasties and the Song Dynasty have been sad for ages, and they still sing backyard flowers. -Wu Ji's "The Moon is Full, and the Southern Dynasties are sad through the ages"

Eighteen, Yijun is far away in Xiaoxiang Moon. In my dream, I smell that I am long and I am sad. -Wang Changling's "Send Wei"

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

Twenty, the new makeup should be under the Zhu Lou, and the spring scenery is deeply locked. -Liu Yuxi's "He Letian's Spring Poems"

Twenty-one, the moonlight into the tall building, acacia two sorrow. -Qiu Jin's "Bodhisattva Man Sending a Female Companion"

Twenty-two, the banana does not show the lilac festival, and the spring breeze in the same direction is sad. -Li Shangyin's "Two Gifts"

Twenty-three, * * * see the moon should cry, for the red heart, in five places, all sick and willing. -Bai Juyi's feeling of looking at the moon

Twenty-four, tears are red and sad. -Lu You's "Chai Feng Hong Crisp Hands"

Twenty-five, looking at the spring sorrow, the sky is dark. -Liu Yong's "Dead Hua Lian, Leave a Dangerous Building"

Twenty-six, drunk and greedy, troubles take time. -Xin Qiji's "Xi Jiang Yue Ji Xing"

Twenty-seven, meet again in the depths of Qulan, even tears will tremble. -Nalan Xingde's Meet Again in the Deep of Qulan.

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

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

Thirty, not last year, tears wet the sleeves of the spring shirt. -Ouyang Xiu's Life Inspector Yuan Xi

Thirty-one, now I know the taste of sadness and want to say it. -Xin Qiji's Ugly Slave, Shuboshan Road in the Wall

Thirty-two, it is dusk alone, and it is stormy. -Lu You's "Yongmei"

Thirty-three, when can we lie on the screen again and look at the bright light and stop crying? . -Du Fu's Moonlit Night

Thirty-four, the most ruthless is Taicheng willow, or smoke cage. -Wei Zhuang's "Taicheng"

35. At dusk, Western jackdaw in the west is full of sorrow. -Xin Qiji's "Partridge Day, Xixi Western jackdaw Sorrow"

Living under a thatched cottage and never wearing fragrant silk, she is eager to arrange a marriage, but how dare she? . -Qin Taoyu's "Poor Girl"

I went to town yesterday and came back with tears in my eyes. -Zhang Yu's "Silkworm Girl"

Thirty-eight, who feels heartless hate, when the moon is bright and the wind is cool. -Lu Guimeng's Bai Lianhua

Thirty-nine, don't say that the wine tastes weak, and no one is plowing millet. -Du Fu's "Three Songs of Qiang Village"

Forty, the husband does not shed tears or spill the parting room. -Lu Guimeng's "Separation"

Forty-one, upstairs at night, I want to rest, the jade ladder is like a hook. -Li Shangyin's "Two Gifts"

Forty-two, returning from a full meal at dusk, lying in the moonlight without taking off the hemp fiber. -Yan Lu's "Shepherd Boy"

43. The sun went down, the fog filled the flowers, the moon became very white, and people were sad and sleepless. -Li Bai's "Three Sauvignon Blancs"

Forty-four, the heroes cried on their coats from now on, and the fate is hard to understand. -Yang, "Bu Operator, Autumn Evening Collection, Du Sentence Hanging Jia Fu"

Forty-five, no one is quiet, open and fall. -Wang Wei's Wu Xinyi

Forty-six, injury, the high city looks broken, and the lights are dusk. -Qin Guan's Man Ting Fangshan Mo Wei Yun

Forty-seven, the paper ash flew into a white butterfly, and the tears dyed the rhododendron red. -Gao Zhu "Qingming Day Wine"

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

49. If you don't believe me, you will cry. Open pomegranate skirt. -Wu Zetian's "Ruyi Niang"

At fifty, vegetation knows sorrow, but youth is actually bald. -Cao Xueqin's "Tang Duoling Catkin"

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

Fifty-two, one inch of red heart for the country, two lines of tears for homesickness. -Yu Qian's beginning of spring Day

Fifty-three, Huainan bright moon Qian Shan cold, nobody cares. -Jiang Kui, "Walking to the Sand, Coming from the East"

Fifty-four, and look at the flowers and eyes, wine into the lips is not greasy and hurts too much. -Du Fu's "Two Songs of Qujiang"

Fifty-five, immediately encounter cold food, worry is spring. -Song Wenzhi, "Cold Food on the Way: Huangmei Linjiang Post to Cui Rong"

56. Go to Mochow Palace and party there all night. -Li Shangyin's Untitled, Deep in Mochow Hall

Fifty-seven, the fragrant trees have no flowers, and the birds crow all the way to the spring mountain. -Li Hua's Spring Tour

58. 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"

59. Ruthlessness is not like sentimentality. -Yan Shu "Lou Yu Chunchun Hate"

Sixty, I keep the room, afraid of forgetting and worrying about you, and I don't feel tears. -Cao Pi's Ge Yanxing

Sixty-one, after the moss is full of Chu Qing, no one dreams of the green tree. -Liu Ban's "New Fine Moss Gai Chuqing"

Sixty-two, also a bowl of heartless tears, I hate not to meet before scraping. -Su's "Ten Skillful Poems Selected"

Sixty-three, the flowers are bright and the willows are dark around the sky, and the city is upstairs. -Li Shangyin's Sunset Tower

64. Oh, this last broken breath, in the green indifferent trees! . -Li Shangyin's Cicada