What poems describe sadness?

Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. -Liu Yong's "Yulin Chills"

The grass doesn't grow green in spring, and my sideburns have turned silver, aging too fast. We leave for too long, and slowly all the pain will be forgotten by time. -Jiang Kui's "Gu Tian Yuan You Meng"

I don't know the distance after you broke up. Sad and boring. -Ouyang Xiu's "Yulouchun, I don't know if you are far away"

* * * Looking at the bright moon and crying, for the heart, five places, all sick and willing. -Bai Juyi's feeling of looking at the moon

Buttonwood tree, it is raining in the middle of the night, and the hobby that never leaves is bitter. -Wen, "More Leaking Jade Furnace Incense"

I miss you more every night and worry about the moon. I miss you. I'm cold. -Wei Zhuang's "Huanxisha, acacia at night is more leaking"

Fine, it seems that it is not easy, it is a crystal tear. -Su Shi's "Shui Long Yin, Er Yun Zhang Zhifu Huayang Ci"

Apes crow at the end of the river, and people hurt themselves. -Liu Changqing's "Farewell to Pei Langzhong Jizhou"

At the scene of the injury, the high city was in ruins and the lights were dim. -Qin Guan's Man Ting Fangshan Mo Wei Yun

When the waning moon goes out, beauty says goodbye to tears. -Wei Zhuang's One Night in the Red Chamber by Bodhisattva Man.

A green tree is sad, it has been separated from hatred by several people. -Bai Juyi's "Green Gate Willow"

The saddest place in the world is this farewell acie law. -Li Bai's Old Laoting

Farewell, hurt, confused. Forgot to leave, the wine is deep and the wine is shallow. -Li Qingzhao's "When Hualian dies, tears are wet and Luo Yi's powder is full"

Farewells are endless, and I cherish the cool weather. -Wang Changling's "Send Di Zongheng"

I'm sad for three thousand miles. I just want to live for four or five years. -Han He's "Cold Food Festival Garden Pavilion"

Shake hands with the west wind and cry. I have been away for many years. -Na Lanxingde's "Yu Zhonghao, send a small photo of Fen Liang Nanye"

The bow curtain goes to the mother river beam, and the tears are white. -Huang Jingren's "Don't be an old mother"

Tears ran down Joan's face, like spring rain on pear flowers. -Liu Yong's "Pouring a Cup for a Banquet"

Inch by inch, my heart ached, and my eyes were full of tears. -Ouyang Xiu, "Walking on the Sand, Waiting for Mei Can"

Meet under the clear dew, shed shadows and wet skirts. -Yuan Mei's "Borrowing the Night Garden and Watching Master Play the Flute under the Moon"

It is as small as agarwood, but it is sad and difficult to draw. -Na Lanxingde's "Yu Zhonghao, send a small photo of Fen Liang Nanye"