Classical Chinese about sadness

1. Ask for a sad ancient poem ~ ~ ~ Pretend to laugh, miss half, and still play away from the song. Naihe Qiaotou, speechless to Meng Po. Acacia and resentment turn into thoughts and tears, calling for the memory of your past life …

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Acacia is as deep as the sea, and the past is far away. How to describe lovesickness resentment when writing is even more heartbreaking. The buttonwood tree that never gives up love leaves a leaf, making a sound and dripping in the light. Swaying melancholy, thinking of thousands of miles of smoke, but tears thousands of lines. Never forget to leave the injured leaves to zero until the hair turns white. How sad it is to cry till dawn. Half a piece of love, a lifetime of acacia, until sad.

Is the bridge of the river, I do not know the soul is broken, dreams follow. On the other hand, the flowers are unbeaten. In a thousand years, flowers bloom without leaves, leaves are numerous without flowers, and flowers and leaves do not meet, just like you and me. In this life, I would like to turn into a leaf red and forget Sichuan, just to arouse your memories of past lives. Meng Po said that love and hate in the world will end like a dream. Drink a bowl of soup and forget the sadness of past lives. I shed tears, how long the cycle is, unforgettable, and life and death are endless …

If there is no fate in this life, we will meet again. I hope there is an afterlife. If the afterlife is not over, I would rather bear the burden of heaven than bear the youth.

2. Ask the classical Chinese writing describing sadness to decorate the years and laugh and sigh all over the world. Spring nourishes things and lives smartly.

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Acacia falls into the city of love by the sound of the beam. The city has no doors, and the world of mortals surrounds me all my life.

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I swear to you for a long time before dusk, and I will accompany you after I faint. I hope I don't waste my life's love, give up my love and hate having a lover.

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Sad and sad, farewell to Pink Lady.

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The cherry blossom garden melts the moon and the plum pond is breezy.

Memories such as streamers, horses, horses, groups, songs, unforgettable memories, such as water rising and hibiscus falling, breaking people's intestines.

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After a few articles, the wind was surging and the smoke was filled, and two lingering pieces were engraved on the stringed instrument. Looking back, only Sansheng went to Qinhuai. How many times can you guide him with a sentence "Ready to go"?

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The bright moon corrects cinnabar in the long years, and falls off Gu Hua.

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The ripples of water droplets finally dissipated, and wood recorded the reincarnation of this life.

Iraqis miss you. Depression is beautiful. The setting sun reflects the rosy clouds. I hope you will come back.

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Fireworks laugh, stars fall, ethereal world, who holds hands and cherishes each other?

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Stepping on ordinary love, beautiful women are desperate.

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Like a moonlit night, like a lonely shadow.

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A thousand turns, why are you? Tears wet red pillow, lovesickness.

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Miss autumn water and blue eyes, gradually stinging my heart. Put the wine in the morning, who knows.

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For the ideal cherished in my heart, I will not regret it a thousand times.

3. The sad classical Chinese sentences about sad feelings are: 1. There is a loquat tree in the yard, which was planted by my wife when she died. Now it is as graceful as a cover.

-Ming Gui Youguang's "Xuanzhi of the Ridge" means: Without this loquat tree, I thought you were not far from me, and I could still lie to myself that everything was like yesterday. It seems like a lifetime ago. I only remember that I planted it in tears, but I didn't expect to stand in front of it now, without mixed feelings and emotional tears, but my heart was as bitter as knocking over a jar of Chinese medicine.

It turns out that the taste of missing is so bitter ... time goes by and the true feelings last forever! 2. When writing this book, I was still alone in this world; By the time you read this book, I have become a ghost of the underworld. -Lin Juemin's "Letter to Wife" in the Republic of China means: When writing this letter, I was still alone in the world; By the time you read this letter, I have become a ghost of the underworld.

So, I poured out my heart to you with blood and tears. I miss you very much … but I can't see you anymore. It is my ideal to die for justice and country.

However, your wife is so difficult … even though Yin and Yang are separated, our hearts are still dependent! 3. A love that consumes everything, you can go home slowly. -five generations of Qian Liu's letter to his wife.

That year, you went back to your mother's house. Walking out of the palace gate, I saw that at the foot of the Phoenix Mountain, the shore of the West Lake was pink and green. I miss you so much that I can't wait for you to come back to me at once.

I can face this infinite spring, or suppress my yearning for you, and just say to you, "A exhausted love, you can repay it slowly ..." Love for you is the most natural! 4. There are no mountains and rivers, Lei Zhen in winter, rain and snow in summer, and heaven and earth are one, so I dare to be with you! -The folk song "Brother Rao" by Han Yuefu means: It is because I pity you that it reminds me of your dynasty and dusk. I don't envy flying with me or marrying you. I just want to be with you and care for your tenderness.

You smile like a flower. It's been many years. Please come back if there is a fixed date. I will meet you: the mountain has no edges, the heaven and the earth are in harmony, but I dare to separate from you.

Promise never to fade! ? I don't know what it is, but it is deep. The living can die and the dead can live.

People who are born but can't be born and die, and those who die and can't be resurrected, are not affectionate. -Tang Ming Xianzu's "Peony Pavilion Ming" means that when I first met you, love was aroused and deepened unconsciously.

I love you, even at the cost of my life. As long as I'm with you, what can I do? Companionship is the most affectionate confession! ? 6. I don't have a grandmother. Until today, my grandmother has no minister and no end.

Mother and son, but also live alone, can not be wasted. -Chen Qingbiao by Sui Shi Biao.

My love with grandma is far less frivolous than most people think. If it weren't for my grandmother, I wouldn't be who I am today.

Our grandparents used to live together, but now they want me to leave my grandmother. I can't do anything. I will never leave my grandmother, even if she is a high official, even if she is Jinshan Yinshan.

Grandma's love for me has already surpassed everything in the world ... Family ties will always be the feelings I can't give up in my heart.

The more sad sentences about love, the better. I'll get extra points if it's good. It's best not to write. In order to do one more question than others, we would rather stay up late. Looking at each other's dark circles the next day, it was good to watch the ball game last night. Everyone smiled and understood each other. Children who are involved in words are never happy. Their happiness is like a frolicking child strolling in the sky. Wandering in the sky, but still refused to come back. I wonder whose thoughts those birds flying south in a hurry took away ... They chose to be good children when they were old enough to fool around. But when they want to be presumptuous, they lose the excuse of being presumptuous. Although we are naive, we think it will take a long time to achieve it. The place hasn't changed, the characters haven't changed, but time has taken them away. In summer, we practice smiling every day and finally become people who dare not cry.

Leave, let everything become simple, let everything have a reason to be forgiven, let's start over. Others laugh at me. A disobedient child doesn't even mind writing. A woman without happiness is lonely. Slowly. Slowly. Has time passed? —————————————————————————— LZ Do you know how difficult it is to ask questions at once with a "sad sentence about love"?

5. There are many such poems in China's ancient prose "Longing for Sadness".

Yu Linling [Jinse/Li Shangyin] I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a flower-like tooth. A youthful interval, Saint Zhuangzi is daydreaming, fascinated by butterflies, and the king's longing for love is crying in the cuckoo. Mermaids drop pearl-like tears into the next round of moonlight, blue sea and blue sky, breathing their jade in the sun. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it [Yu Linling/Liu Yong]. I went to a thousand miles of smoke, and Chu Tiankuo was sentimental and sad since ancient times, which is even more worthy of being left out. Where there is clear autumn, where there is the breeze and waning moon in Yang Liuan? This should be a good time for several years, but there are thousands of customs. Who can I talk to [Yu Meiren/Li Yu]? I know how many small buildings were built last night, and the old country of Dongfeng is unbearable. Yueyue jade carving should still be there. Just ask how much sadness you can have, just like a river flowing eastward. Lonely and lonely, going to the West Building, the moon is like a hook, lonely and unbearable, being locked up in the deep courtyard of Wutong, chaotic, leaving sorrow is a common taste in my heart [Langtaosha/Li Yu] It is raining outside the curtain, and the spring scenery is fading. I don't know if I'm a dream guest. I am greedy and happy by myself. It's easy to watch when it's time, ugly when it's time, and ugly when it's time. Spring has gone to heaven and earth. [Untitled/Yuan Zhen] The sea is difficult for water. The eternal amber lazily looks back at half the sky of monasticism [flowers are not flowers/Bai Juyi]. Flowers come and go in the middle of the night like spring dreams. How long has it been floating like a cloud without finding a place? 8.[ Jiang/Su Shi] Ten years of life and death two Wan Li. I don't think about it. Never forget the lonely grave. Even if we meet, it should be ignorance of dust, such as a frosty night, dreaming of returning to my hometown. Xiao Xuan window is to dress and take care of each other. Only tears can be expected to break your heart every year. Lotus root is fragrant and moist, and autumn is light. Who sent the brocade book to Lan Zhouyun alone? When the moon is full, flowers fall and water flows in the west wing. A kind of lovesickness is two leisure feelings. Nothing can eliminate this situation, but the eyebrows are in my heart.

6. Is there any sad ancient prose? Talk about 1, where is the prosperity of the vast land?

2. When Long song was crying, for those unfulfilled promises and the deepest love in her life, she finally dispersed into clouds.

3, if you win, you lose, and the time is long. There is wine today, and I will be drunk tomorrow.

4. Fenghua refers to quicksand, and old age is a period of time.

5. The Phoenix once played here, so that this place is named after them. I couldn't keep the appointment and waited all night. From then on, Wan Li cried.

6. Han Xiao is vast, holding prosperity and sadness, frowning, and doomed to become a thing of the past.

7. At the beginning of the world of mortals, mountains and rivers are boundless. Facing the initial heart, smashing nightmares is impermanent, and life is unparalleled.

8, the world of mortals, flashy life is fleeting.

9, you can also quietly drink tea and crush this scene, bustling fireworks.

10, several times lamenting the joys and sorrows of generations, ridiculous life is not up to me.

7. Sad ancient prose, poetry and book of songs? Xiaoya? What Luming Literature did was clean up the EU, and the EU stopped.

I said I would go home, but it still didn't come true by the end of the year. This is the reason to stay in the house and room.

This is a reason not to live in a prosperous area. The pea seedlings have been picked again, and the wild peas are very tender.

Said he went home, and he was depressed. Anxiety is burning, and hunger is unbearable.

The location of the garrison cannot be fixed, and it is impossible to take the letter home. Bean sprouts are picked again, and the stems and leaves of wild peas are getting old.

He said that he went home and went home again in October. But the king's errand is not finished yet, and I have no leisure to enjoy this quiet and good time.

Worried and guilty, I can't do it. Bilviho, the flower of the paddock.

Horus, gentleman car. The troop ship started, and four horses were tall and big.

How dare you settle down? 1 3rd of the month. Riding four horses, four horses are tall and strong.

The generals sat in the car and the soldiers were under its protection. Four horses were trained, with bows and shark sacs decorated with Gu Xiang.

If you don't quit that day, there will be pits and thorns. Recalling the original exploration, the wind in Yang Liuyi was blowing in the wind; Now back on the road, snowflakes are flying everywhere.

The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry. The road is slow and full of hunger and thirst.

I am very sad, but I don't know that I personally prefer pre-Qin literature. I always feel that what I said at that time can make others stunned. This is the only poem in The Book of Songs. I especially like the sentence inside: I passed, and the willows are yiyi. The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry.

2. Xiao Tongshan [Southern Song Dynasty] Yue Fei was so Leng Yan last night that he was shocked for four thousand miles. At midnight, Fang got up and walked around the steps alone. People are very quiet, the moonlight outside the window is dim, and the old mountain is old and pine and bamboo, which makes him unable to go home.

I want to give my heart to Yao Qin, but I have few bosom friends and short strings. 3. Snoopy. Red Cliff Nostalgia [Northern Song Dynasty] Su Shi's River of No Return, a romantic figure through the ages, is on the west side of the base.

Humanism is the Red Cliff of Three Kingdoms Zhou Lang. Rocks are flying in the air, and the waves hit the shore, rolling up thousands of piles of snow. How many heroes are there at a time! Think back to Gong Jin, when Xiao Qiao just got married, he was handsome, holding a feather fan and wearing a black silk scarf. He talked and laughed, and it's all over. I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely.

The world is like a dream, and the bottle is still on the moon. 4. Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow, and they fall in love with the floor, saying that they are worried about giving new words. Now I know the taste of sadness, and I want to talk about it, but I want to talk about it, but it is a cool autumn.

5. Li Shangyin-"Untitled" was long before I met her, but it was even longer after we parted. The east wind started and a hundred flowers blossomed.

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.

There are many roads from Pengshan to Bluebird. Listen! -Give me what she said! . 6 Chai Feng-Lu You red crisp hand, Huang Teng wine, erotic wall willow in the city.

Dongfeng evil, with a faint heart and a cup of sadness, has been separated for several years. No! No! No! Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad.

Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold books. Mo, Mo, Mo! Hairpin Phoenix-Tang Wan's world is thin, human feelings are evil, and it is easy to rain and send flowers at dusk.

The breeze is dry, the tears are gone, and I want to worry about it. Difficult! Difficult! Difficult! People become different, today is not yesterday, and sick souls are often thousands of miles away.

The bugle sounded cold, the night was dim, people were afraid to ask questions, and tears pretended to be happy. Hide, hide, hide! 7. The voice is slow, lonely and miserable.

It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late in the wind. Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.

Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark? Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk.

This time, what a sad sentence! 8. Linjiang Fairy Garden is deep, the cloud window and fog pavilion are often covered, the willow tip and plum calyx are gradually distinct, and the Fuling tree returns in spring, making people old and healthy. I have a lot of feelings about the moon and singing about the wind. Now that I am old, I have accomplished nothing. Who is more miserable and haggard? I'm bored trying on the lamp, and I'm not in the mood to walk through the snow.

9. Bai Ou, who was sheltering from the snow in Jingxi, asked me whether to stay on the boat alone or in my heart. If the heart stays, why lock the eyebrows. The wind plays the small curtain lamp and dances dizzy, indifferent to the idle shadow, recalling the past. Is it an old tour now? Flower House, Liu Xia Boat.

Dreams can't be dreamed, and cold water flows in vain. Huang Yun desert is saturated with kapok fur.

Everyone knows that no one is worried about me. It snows tonight, and there are plum blossoms, like me. 10. There are plums, actually seven.

Asking me to learn is actually auspicious. Plums fell to the ground with only three branches.

I have a heart to ask my young man not to wait any longer today. There are plums in the basket.

My child, please don't hesitate to ask me. He picked Ge Xi, and he doesn't see you for a day, such as March Xi.

He took care of him, but he didn't see him all day, just like him. I haven't seen you for a day, and I'm three years old.

1 1. Jin Jinjun disappeared, and how the water of the Yellow River moved out of heaven and entered the ocean is gone forever. Have you noticed that the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is silky black in the morning, has turned into snow at night.

Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! . Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again.

Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! . Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, bring the wine in! Let your cup never stop! .

Let me sing you a song! , let your ears participate! . What are bells and drums, delicacies and treasures? I hope I will never wake up.

Ancient sober people and sages were forgotten, and only great drinkers can be immortalized. Chen bought a barrel of wine with 10 thousand gold coins at a banquet in the temple, and everyone laughed and said one-liners

Why do you say, my master, your money is gone? , to buy wine, we drink together! . Five flower horses, Hsi Chin, give them to the boy in exchange for good wine. Whatever you want, sell eternal sorrow.

The preface to the question of fishing for Jin Yuanhao: Taihe is ugly for five years, so try Bingzhou, saying that every goose catcher has a cloud; "Today, Dan won a wild goose and killed it. The person who broke the net lamented that he couldn't go, but he jumped underground and died. "

Because it was bought, it was buried on Fenshui, and it was known by the stone, so it was called Qiu Yan. At that time, most of my peers were chanting poems, and there were also "Qiu Yan Ci".

There is no palace affairs in the old works, but it has been changed today. Ask the world, what is love, teaching life and death? Flying in all directions, the old wings have been hot and cold several times.

Have fun, leave the bitterness, and there will be more children in school. You should have a sentence, Wan Liyun, Qian Shan Dusk, who is the only shadow? Cross grave road, flute and drum when lonely, smoke is still flat.

What's the point of evocation? Shan Gui secretly calls the shots. The sky is also jealous. If you don't believe it, birds and swallows are all loess.

For generations, leave it to poets to sing, drink and visit Qiu Yan. At the age of Xin Mao, Zhangyan of Song Dynasty, Shen Yaodao traveled everywhere in preparation, Hangzhou and Vietnam.

In his forties, Yao Dao came to ask loneliness, smiled for a few days and went back. Give this song to Zhao.

Qiu Jiang and Zhao wrote Biography of Zeng Xin, Walking in the Snow, and Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival. Cold brittle mink.

Beside the ancient withered forest road, the long river drinks horses, which means long. Short dreams are still floating, and old tears are spilled in Xizhou.

There is no topic in a word, and all the leaves are sad. Take Baiyun home and ask who will stay in Chupei and make a map of Zhongzhou.

Fold the reed flowers and give them away, and fall in autumn. Water flows to an ordinary wild bridge, waiting for attraction, not old Sha Ou.

I feel empty. I have a sunset, but I'm afraid to go upstairs. The autumn moon falls, the autumn wind rises, and the moonlight dances.

Dust wraps the dream of youth, and the meridian and autumn wind alternate. Autumn moon dust [Chai Feng-red crisp hand Lu You red crisp hand, yellow wine, the wall of the spring palace Liu Dongfeng evil city, with fickle feelings.