Sad poem

1. Sad poems, heartbreaking ancient poems 1. Tears ask flowers without words, and red flies over the swing.

2. Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

3, the wind has lived in the dust fragrant flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.

4, Mo Dao does not forget me, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

5. The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice.

6. The belt is getting wider and wider. It's worth getting tired for my coquetry.

7, looking for, cold and clear, miserable.

8. Holding hands and looking at tears, I sobbed silently, thinking and thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, and the twilight was heavy.

9. Lonely boudoir, gentle heart and sadness. Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain.

10, how much sadness can there be, just like a river flowing eastward.

1 1 But since the water is still flowing, let's raise our glasses to drown our sorrows, even though we use swords.

12, I heard that Shuangxi is not bad in spring, and I plan to do canoeing. I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried.

13, 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.

14, white hair three thousands of feet, sorrow like a beard.

15, if life is just like the first time, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan?

16, a teacher reveals his real name, which is almost the same for thousands of years.

17, if two feelings last for a long time, it is still a matter of time.

18, speechless and alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree is locked in the deep courtyard.

19, I have long compared my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon clears the canal.

20. Yellow flowers are everywhere. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark?

2 1, suddenly looking back, that person was there, the lights were dim.

22. Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow, and they say new words.

23, wine becomes sorrow, tears become acacia.

On the 24th, from Zhongtian to Qian Fan, the oblique light pulse is long.

25, the spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease, and you can see Chang' an flowers in one day.

26, Dongli wine after dusk, there is a dark fragrance full of sleeves. Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju.

27, autumn wind and autumn rain are embarrassing!

28. The passing clouds and smoke are scattered with the wind, and the golden top pine. On-off, on-off, on-off love in the world is fruitless. All my thoughts fade away, and I only admire the monks in the world. I Buddha has compassion to save suffering, and I am willing to cross all beings in an empty door.

2. The complete collection of sad poems: 1, tearful eyes asking for flowers without words, flying red over the swing.

2. Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

3, the wind has lived in the dust fragrant flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.

4, Mo Dao does not forget me, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

5. The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice.

6. The belt is getting wider and wider. It's worth getting tired for my coquetry.

7, looking for, cold and clear, miserable.

8. Holding hands and looking at tears, I sobbed silently, thinking and thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, and the twilight was heavy.

9. Lonely boudoir, gentle heart and sadness. Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain.

10, how much sadness can there be, just like a river flowing eastward.

1 1 But since the water is still flowing, let's raise our glasses to drown our sorrows, even though we use swords.

12, I heard that Shuangxi is not bad in spring, and I plan to do canoeing. I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried.

13, 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.

14, white hair three thousands of feet, sorrow like a beard.

15, if life is just like the first time, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan?

16, a teacher reveals his real name, which is almost the same for thousands of years.

17, if two feelings last for a long time, it is still a matter of time.

18, speechless and alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree is locked in the deep courtyard.

19, I have long compared my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon clears the canal.

20. Yellow flowers are everywhere. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark?

3. Poems describing sadness and helplessness.

1. I gave my heart to the moon, but the moon shone on the ditch!

2. Everything is wrong. Keep your eyes up and your eyebrows down. Raise your eyes, lower your eyebrows, and point to the silent tears.

The small building was easterly again last night, so my country couldn't bear to look back on the month.

4. Cochineal tears make people drunk and heavy, and natural people hate water when they grow up.

5. I want to talk to Yao Qin, but I have few intimate friends. Who will listen to a broken string?

6. once the sea was difficult for water, it was always amber.

7. Juck Zhang's leaves are rotten in Xiwan, and the lotus seeds are still in bloom. Dreams never leave the river, and people preach the phoenix mountain lang. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows.

8. I can't get rid of this situation, I can only frown but mind!

9. Who knows that in this life, my heart is in Tianshan and I am always in Cangzhou.

10. At that time, the bright moon was there, and the colorful clouds returned.

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12. Now, I know the taste of sadness, and I want to talk about it. I want to say I'd better have a rest, but I said it's cold and autumn.

13. The wind blows the sky, just smile, don't worry.

14. The mountain by the sea is like a sword, and Qiu Lai cuts his heart everywhere.

15. Where do you synthesize sadness? Leave people's hearts to autumn.

16. Overlooking the river from Yokooka, I was worried about Wan Li in front of the Floating Life Hall.

17. Peaches and plums laugh at the festive season, and Noda wasteland is only sad.

18. If you keep cutting, you will still be confused. This is separation. Don't have a taste in my heart.

19. The threshold chrysanthemum worries about smoke and blue tears, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away.

20. The whole world is muddy. I am alone. Everyone is drunk and I wake up alone.

2 1. Hua Lin thanked Chunhong, but she was in a hurry and had to brave the cold rain and come to the wind.

22. What's it like to twist the autumn heart into ashes? What's it like to lie down and watch the piano score, but for whom?

23. The cycle of change has become a thing of the past, and the dignity of this mountain still commands the cold river.

24. Microwave hates the sea, and the moon is heartless.

4. An ancient poem about sadness 1, "Looking for a Slow Voice" Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao.

Original: Looking for it, it is cold and gloomy. 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!

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: After searching hard, I found that it was barren. How can it not make people sad? It is the most difficult to maintain and rest when it is warm and cold. How to resist the cold wind in the morning after drinking three or two glasses of light wine? A line of geese flew in front of us, which was even more sad, because they were old acquaintances.

The chrysanthemums in the garden are piled all over the floor, and they are already very haggard. Who else will pick them now? How can you stay up until dark alone and watch the window coldly? The plane tree leaves are dripping, and it is still dripping at dusk. How can such a scene end with a "sad" word!

2,' Wuling Spring Festival Evening' Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

The wind has stopped the dust and fragrant flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first. It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it is also planned to make canoes. I'm afraid the ship can't carry much worry.

Interpretation of the vernacular: the annoying wind and rain stopped, and all the flowers on the branches fell, only the dust stained with flowers had a slight fragrance. Looking up, it's already high, but I still don't want to freshen up. Spring goes to summer, flowers bloom and fall, as old as ever. Only sad people and sad things make me sad. When I think about this, I will burst into tears before I speak.

It is said that the spring scenery in Shuangxi is not bad. I will go boating there for fun. Well, I'm really worried. I am afraid that the boat in Shuangxi can't bear the heavy sadness in my heart!

3,' Resentment' Ming Dynasty: Feng Xiaoqing.

Original: The new makeup actually competes with painting. What is the ranking of Zhaoyang? The thin shadow shines from the spring. You must have pity on me.

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: new makeup! But nobody appreciates it, arguing with the portrait! This pose makeup! How many places can you rank in the harem! Looking at your slim figure in the water sadly, you should pity my love for you.

4. "Lou Yuchun, I don't know how far you will be after you leave" Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu.

I don't know your distance after I left. Sad and boring. Drifting away, no books, rich water and heavy fish. Late at night, the wind blows bamboo and plays autumn rhyme. A thousand leaves, a thousand voices, all hate. So, if you look for it in a single pillow, the dream is not a lamp, it will burn.

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: I don't know how far your trip is after parting. I am very painful and have endless anguish in my heart. You go further and further, and gradually break the letter; Where can I ask if fish books are not in circulation? In the middle of the night, the wind rustles the bamboo leaves, and all the voices are not sad and hate. I want to see you in my dream, leaning on a pillow. Who knows that the dream burned out before it was made into a wick.

5. Su Xiting Tang Dynasty: Dai Shulun.

Original: On the Suxi Pavilion, the grass grows and the warblers fly. Who stops by the east wind? Swallows don't return to the Spring Festival Evening, and it's a misty rain and apricot blossoms.

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: Su Xiting is overgrown with weeds, and it is the late spring season. Who is the person who leans like "Xizhouqu" in Dongfeng? Swallows haven't returned to their nests, and the beautiful spring scenery is almost over. The misty rain enveloped a sandbar, and the apricot flowers in the chilly spring breeze lost their bright sunshine on sunny days, looking miserable.

Poems about sentimental feelings are far away, and sadness is everywhere.

Farewell, Mo Wen, a leisurely gentleman, infinitely true.

Love is stronger than wine, which makes people thin. Love is not as good as willow on the east wall, and spring scenery remains the same year after year.

There should be no hate. When will it grow round?

Sauvignon Blanc is like a memory, but short acacia is infinite.

Try to put yourself in each other's shoes. When you feel hurt, it is very likely that he was hurt.

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.

A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.

There is nothing I can do to eliminate this situation, but I frown to my heart.

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

6. Love, sadness and evil poems in Folk Songs of Han Yuefu

Evil!

I want to know you,

Live a long life and never give up.

A mountain without a grave,

The river dried up,

Thunder and earthquakes in winter,

Rain and snow in summer,

Heaven and earth,

I dare break up with you!

Young mermaid

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The silver bed is green and old, and the autumn color sweeps the powder.

There is a lot of money in the incense shop. Why can't you hate it when you pick it up?

The cloister is full of lovesickness, and the moon is lonely.

Ten years' journey and ten years' heart.

7. The poem 1 describes extreme sadness. There are infinite painters in the world, and a piece of sadness can't be painted. -Gao Chan's "Looking at Jinling Evening"

Interpretation: There are countless painters in this world, but they can't draw their own inner sadness.

2, flying freely is as light as a dream, and the continuous rain is as fine as sorrow. -Qin Guan's "Huanxisha, Lonely and Cold, Go to Xiaolou"

Interpretation: Outside the window, flowers are dancing freely and lightly, just like a dream. Rain is falling and drifting aimlessly, just like sadness is flying.

3, a leaf and the sound of autumn, a little banana and a little sadness, after the third night of dreams. -Xu Zaisi's "Water Fairy Night Rain"

Interpretation: The night rain drips on the plane leaves, and the autumn sound is hard to stop, hitting the banana, which makes people worry constantly. In the middle of the night, I dreamed of returning to my hometown.

4, the wind has lived in the dust fragrant flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first. -From Song Dynasty: Wuling Spring Festival Evening by Li Qingzhao

Interpretation of the vernacular: the annoying wind and rain stopped, and all the flowers on the branches fell, only the dust stained with flowers had a slight fragrance. Looking up, it's already high, but I still don't want to freshen up. Spring goes to summer, flowers bloom and fall, as old as ever. Only sad people and sad things make me sad. When I think about this, I will burst into tears before I speak.

5. Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind. -From the Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao's "A Piece of Plum, Lotus Root Fragrance, Residual Jade in Autumn"

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: the lotus flower has been disabled, the fragrance has disappeared, and the cold and slippery bamboo mat is full of autumn. Gently take off the silk skirt and lie on the bed alone. Looking up at the distant sky, where white clouds are rolling, who will send the brocade book? It's time for the geese to line up and return to the south line by line. The moonlight is bright and soaking, and the lonely pavilion in the west is full.