73 ancient sad sentences

1. I am full of idle sorrow, and it is difficult to paint pictures.

2. Once the purple jade is ruthless, it will crack in the cold night.

3. The countryside is a dream, and the moon on three sides is a worry.

4. Standing on the river bridge for a long time, ready to leave, full of tears in the setting sun.

5. Under the embankment during the good times, the clouds are filled with tears to the south.

6. Generosity only leads to life, admiration only leads to sadness.

7. Cover your tears and face each other in the sky, where will the wind and dust come from?

8. Where is my hometown, forget it unless you are drunk.

9. It is easy to find priceless treasures, but it is rare to find a thoughtful man.

10. The Han moon brings tears to the countryside, and horseshoes are wasted by horses.

11. I never get tired of seeing each other, but Jingting Mountain is the only one.

12. Zhongzhou is full of regrets, I don’t know how many people are worried tonight.

13. Young people don’t know the feeling of sorrow and fall in love with the upper floors.

14. Leaning leisurely on Mount Bo and sighing, tears staining my wrists.

15. The two mandarin ducks are melancholy, and the moss rises on the quiet steps overnight.

16. Wiping rouge with tears for no reason makes the wings hang down.

17. The jade bones are full of mist, and the ice posture has its own fairy style.

18. In the heart of spring, don’t let flowers compete for each other.

19. The phoenix trees are covered with drizzle, and the drizzle drops gradually at dusk.

20. As soon as I go up to the high city, I feel sad for thousands of miles, and the willows are like Tingzhou.

21. I miss you so much, but there is no place in the world to arrange it.

22. Just look at the flowers in your eyes, don’t be afraid of getting too much wine into your lips.

23. The past has been forgotten several times in this life, but Yamagata is still pillowed by the cold current.

24. Man and heaven are in the sky. How can we forget each other? How can we laugh and be startled?

25. Only dream souls can meet again, but it is a pity that dreams cannot be made by people.

26. After singing, the sorrow of the autumn graves has not stopped, and the spring bushes recognize the two-dwelling butterflies.

27. Sit and watch the flowers fall in the sky and sigh, the brows wet with red teardrops.

28. The peaches and plums in the city are worried about the wind and rain, but the shepherd's purse flowers are blooming in Xitou in spring.

29. Since ancient times, there has always been a lot of love and hatred, and this hatred lasts forever.

30. When night comes, we travel hand in hand with dreams, and when we wake up in the morning, we can’t hold back the tears.

31. The concubine is like a mountain in front of the eyes, but the concubine has no intention.

32. I am afraid of hurting my husband, and I don’t dare to shed tears.

33. When I was twenty, I felt dissatisfied, and I was as sad as a withered orchid.

34. The morning breeze does not dissipate a thousand sorrows, and Suyu adds a trace of tears.

35. Yuzhu once wrote about a trip to Phoenix, where no one was seen and the water flowed empty.

36. Hatred is not as good as tide and faith. When you miss each other, you will realize that the sea is not deep.

37. Laughter gradually disappears and becomes quieter. Passionate people are annoyed by ruthlessness.

38. The clothes are getting wider and wider, but I don’t regret it anymore, and I am haggard for those who disappear.

39. Don’t be sad when I see you, and look at the winter plum blossoms that have not yet fallen.

40. I am sleepwalking deep in the deep flowers between the doors, and the sunset is speechless and the swallows return to sorrow.

41. Ask the world what love is, and teach it about life and death.

42. There is a letter in the east wind, no one can see it, revealing the subtle meaning and the lace in the willows.

43. It makes me shed tears, frightens my lonely dream, and then I pick up a deep branch and fly away.

44. The new joy is not worth the old sorrow, but adds to it, and the new sorrow goes away.

45. There is a cold wave of sadness and a ruthless afterglow, which is the Xiaoxiao Nanpu.

46. Mei Ying is sparse, the ice is melting, and the east wind secretly changes the years.

47. This year I am most in a hurry for flowers. I seem to hate each other when we meet, and I feel sad and haggard.

48. There is a sound of painting on the corner, the new moon dusk in Fengting, the waterside in front of the snowy mountain.

49. I don’t know that my soul is dead, but only dreams follow me. No one knows except the moon in the sky.

50. How many beauties are haggard, how many lovesicknesses are broken, but only the blood stained with ink and the tombs are littered with tears.

51. Get drunk with him, the peach blossoms fly over, and I secretly paint your sleeping face with ink.

52. You should be like a rock, and I should be like a pampas grass. The pampas grass is like silk, and the rock will not shift.

53. Whoever forgets each other will forget first. The overthrow of the country is the homeland. Ling Ling refused to play, and her shadow was startling.

54. How much leisure time do you have? Yichuan tobacco, the city is full of wind and rain, and plums are yellow and rainy.

55. The night rain dyes the sky and water blue. Some people can achieve great success without gestures.

56. The setting sun shines beautifully on the West Lake, Huawu is beautiful, the waves are flat for ten hectares, and there is no boat crossing the wild shore.

57. The world of mortals is like mud, and the front edge has been exhausted. Even if you never lose it or forget it, you will never be able to withstand the pain.

58. What withers is the beauty of flowers, what falls are broken tears, and what is hard to redeem are the sins of the past life.

59. How do you know that the red silk has gone the wrong way and ended up in the same place. Walking in the snow looking for plum blossoms before resting, looking back to the end of the sky.

60. I want to know you and live forever. The mountain has no edges, the heaven and the earth are harmonious, so I dare to compete with you!

61. The shadow of the crane crosses the cold pond, and the soul of the flower is buried in the cold moon. As time goes by, this hatred will last forever.

62. Searching and searching, deserted and miserable. This time, how could there be such a thing as "sorrow"?

63. Let him be pure and turbid in everything, and he will be reincarnated for your smile. I send you a song, no matter who gathers or disperses at the end of the song.

64. The string of lovesickness is shallow, and a dream in the world of mortals is at your fingertips. Reincarnation changes, fate holds us, and we look back at the old fate.

65. Growing up hates little entertainment, but is willing to love a rich man with a smile. I hold wine for you to persuade the setting sun, and leave the evening light among the flowers.

66. Sing loudly when you gain and rest when you lose. There is sorrow and hatred for a long time. There is wine today and you will be drunk now. You will be worried tomorrow.

67. The fine clouds are clever, the setting sun returns to dawn, and the taste is very good. The Tao is ordinary, and leisure is boring. It is better to grow old towards the beauty of spring.

68. It was rainy and windy last night, and the remaining wine was not consumed by the heavy sleep. When I asked the person behind the curtain, I found that Begonia was still the same. Do you know? Do you know? It should be green, red and thin.

69. We met too late, fell in love too slowly, and I was in a dilemma. After the fate has passed, the fate has passed, can we go ashore if we turn around?

70. I want to watch the process of a grand decline of fashion. I want to keep making wishes until the sea changes rapidly. Close to your smiling face.

71. The bun hurts the spring and makes you more combed. The plum blossoms are falling in the evening breeze courtyard. The light clouds come and go and the moon is sparse. The jade duck incense burner is busy with the brain, and the red cherry blossom tent covers the tassels. Tongxi also solves the cold problem.

72. There is nothing on the way, so pick off a cloud. A gift from thousands of miles to you, telling the story of an innocent child’s love in the world of mortals. The tenderness is inextricably linked, turning into gentle breeze and drizzle, gently blowing the green skirt. Don't come to Hanyuannuan and ask more questions for me.

73. This is a season of tears and rain. The rain is like scattered melancholy, and the fate is like floating clouds floating in the wind of lovesickness. A spare song of lovesickness tears falls silently in the dust, and is completely exhausted. In the long night of confusion.