Sadness full of ancient rhyme (39 items)

First, how many youth years have passed, and now the water is gone.

Second, Konoha has returned home, and the waning moon is windy. The news is half gone with the wind, and I feel homesick tonight. Autumn rain, autumn rain and west wind blow away half.

Third, it is better to bear the burden of the world than to carry the fate of this life.

Fourth, I wrote a picturesque picture for you, but you let me waste my life.

Memory is not only a bridge, but also a prison full of dead silence. I will suffer for a lifetime, in exchange for your happy face for a lifetime.

Six, as beautiful as flowers and jade, but also enemies like water; If the heart is like a rock, it can't beat the clouds. There are too few people in this world who care about each other, and too many people in the Jianghu forget each other.

Seven, I am willing to accompany you to be a couple of bones and say goodbye to this song.

Eight, don't look back, why not forget. Since there is no chance, there is no need to call names. Today, everything is like water. Tomorrow night, you will be a stranger.

Nine, that time, I fought with my sword just to rule the world with you! At that time, I saw through the prosperity and felt at home all over the world, just to join hands with you! At that time, I wrote and painted, elegant and elegant, just to dress up with you on paper! At that time, I picked leaves and made tea in a bamboo building just to be with you!

Ten, a generation of a pair of people for a lifetime, fighting for two ecstasy. Acacia does not face each other, who is spring?

Eleven, for you, I will accompany you around the world.

Twelve, romance into my acacia bureau, how can we miss each other?

Thirteen, melancholy tears and sorrow, how many times are alone?

Fourteen, if it weren't for the deep ocean, how could miss be submerged?

Fifteen, that scene, the bustling fireworks, who finally became the last message; That sentence, at the end of the song, will eventually become the last stumbling block.

Sixteen, people who make promises, time goes by, but they always fail those who have the heart.

Seventeen, the afterlife is willing to rain in the morning and evening, morning and evening, and heaven remains our neighbourhood.

Eighteen, the edge is like water, with a lot of dust, just for a word, waiting for the next encounter.

Nineteen, with a flick of a finger, the song is scattered and the thoughts are scattered; Striking the strings, like a slender wind, who do you miss? The feelings around the fingers and the attachment of life have interpreted the homesickness year after year in the sound of pipa and piano; Love is deep, loneliness is hard to hide, and whispers in my ears are like sighs when flowers fall; Love is endless, and everyone will feel pity when they are lonely all their lives, spreading silently in the hazy air; The flood of running water, with all the breeze, dyed the writing paper white.

Twenty, the pear vortex is smiling with a rain mouth, and the pear vortex is shallow and handsome.

Twenty-one, but we met as soon as we met. When we met, we never met. Andrew and Jun are absolutely in harmony, so they won't teach life and death to be lovesick.

Twenty-two, Wenshan soft mercury is not half as good as your eyebrow.

Twenty-three, the fragrance of clothes covered a few sighs, and I watched the neon farewell several times coldly.

Twenty-four, if you change your style, I will turn into rain and stay by your side, smiling like a beauty.

Change your life with my three fireworks.

Twenty-six, the drunken party knows that the wine is strong, and the waking party knows that the dream is empty. It turns out that it is also a kind of pain to watch the residual flowers wither. Who buried the promise of a lifetime in front of your grave? Whose love of life and death is painted in the world of mortals? In the end, I can only keep the same face for a thousand years. Looking at the cherry blossoms all over the sky, I feel sad, but I can't hide the mottled time. Burned-out elegance, for whom to turn into a flower on the other side? Whoever caresses my hair owes me the price of my life.

Twenty-seven, snuff injury, fall to the ground into ashes line by line, home, green hills and boundless clouds. The shadows are in pairs, but it's a pity that the two places have been exhausted and they are buried alone.

Twenty-eight, Nong put a paper kite in the clear sky, and the paper kite wants to break the rope to the cloud.

29. Elegance is quicksand, and old age is a period of time.

After thirty, no one dared to tell me about you, and no one knew how much I wanted to hear about you.

Thirty-one, listen to the string break, break three thousand infatuation. Falling flowers, forgetting, once the wind rippled. If the flower is pitiful, it will fall on whose fingertips.

Thirty-two, you keep me safe for a hundred years, and I promise you won't die.

Thirty-three, how many beauties have been worn out and how many lovesickness pieces have been broken, leaving only blood, ink and tears.

Thirty-four, you said, I used to be a willow; I smiled, determined to remember that year.

35. I don't believe in ghosts and gods, and I don't ask for heaven. If she dies, I will turn this world into purgatory and make this mountain her sacrifice!

Thirty-six, but we met as soon as we met. When we met, we never met. Andrew and Jun are absolutely in harmony, so they won't teach life and death to be lovesick.

37, wearing a cassock, broke her hair; Who keeps bronze and hides flowers; Who burned his eyes and raised the sand; Who, pretending to be a show, dumped the world.

Thirty-eight, you said that your son will grow old together and hide eight shortages. Later, floating clouds are easy to get old, and strangers are vicissitudes of life.

Thirty-nine, pour water to meet Tian Yue, and the mirror flowers are empty.

Talk about loneliness and sadness that make you want to cry (Article 39)

First, I just went to the drugstore to buy medicine, and my predecessor was on his way home. He looks the same, with snacks in his hand and mangoes he doesn't like. He just said, "My girlfriend likes it." I smiled awkwardly and said, "Long time no see." He smiled and said, "Long time no see. Are you all right? " "I looked down and said," good. "We talked for a long time. When we left, he reached out and touched my head as before and said, "Remember to eat every morning. Hot and cold. Don't always stay up late. " I hid my stomach medicine behind me and said, "I wish you happiness." I turned and ran away. I was afraid that he would see my tears. I will meet many people in the future. He has become my old friend. But still no one did what he did.

Second, I don't think I have the strength to resist your lukewarm attitude.

Third, the singer you like is not good, and the person you like can't get it.

Fourth, I hope you will have cigarettes, wine and girls in the future, be able to blow and fight, and be open-minded in this life. I hope I can cry, laugh and be spontaneous in the future, dare to love, hate and chase, and live a clean and aboveboard life. And we, year after year, never see each other again.

You used to be my only pride, the capital I showed off, and you, the person who stabbed me the most with a knife.

6. I will still laugh, but my laughter is no longer warm, with indifference and alienation.

7. Does love stop growing once you get each other?

Are you kidding? He just doesn't like you.

Nine, you are my freeze frame, I am your passer-by.

10. At first, you liked me, and you called me every day, and your reply was quick. But I like you too fast, and gradually I turned to you. I still answered your reply after half a century, and it took me a long time to understand. So, time and time again, I restrained myself from looking for your heart, and occasionally I didn't hold back. All I got was a long wait and a few simple words. Well, there's nothing sad about it.

Eleven, a person thought unforgettable memories, others may have forgotten.

Twelve, go to sleep, don't wait, how can a person who really likes you not contact you?

Thirteen, a person often dies twice: no longer love, no longer be loved.

Sometimes I really like you and want to be with you, sometimes I'm really tired and want to give up, but your occasional gentleness always makes me feel that it would be a pity if I let go myself, so I waited for a long time for a love that I didn't know existed, but then I finally realized that sometimes some people have no choice but to say goodbye.

Fifteen, wrong is wrong, I don't regret, and I don't expect perfection.

Sixteen, you said, when you want to cry, what's the use of wrapping your tears so that they don't fall?

The thing I regret most in my life is that the person who pushed me to hell also took me to heaven.

18. If you choose to take care of yourself, don't be afraid to make the same mistake.

Nineteen, feelings will precipitate, how can you love someone every day?

20. Dream on. It's not just this relationship that I screwed up.

Don't look back when you leave, and don't come to me when you are alive.

Twenty-two, love at first sight, dumped when tired.

Let the past go with the wind, don't look back, and don't forget the past.

Twenty-four, when tears came down, I realized that separation is another kind of understanding.

Twenty-five, someone is a little close to you, and you are hallucinating. I didn't know she was the same to everyone, but you were special to her. This is the performance of being lonely for too long.

Twenty-six, there are years to look back, but ruthless.

Twenty-seven, after you left, there are only two things left in my life-missing you and trying not to miss you!

Twenty-eight, you said you could finally let go of that relationship and secretly cry for a long time, right?

I don't think I have the strength to resist your lukewarm attitude.

Thirty, it's a pity that you and I are far apart and have no chance to hug.

Thirty-one, you think I have no attachments, but you don't know. This is called helplessness.

I heard that you later fell in love with someone, and I cheated all my life.

33. You never refuse, don't let me go and don't let me stay.

I remember most of what you said clearly, but you disappeared as if you had never appeared.

More lonely than loneliness is being with the wrong person.

Thirty-six, a thousand good things are not worth one.

I just want to smoke, drink and degenerate. I really don't want to touch my feelings anymore.

I wish I could forget you, just as you forgot me cruelly.

Comfort others, but comfort yourself with a wry smile.

On Poetic Sorrow (80 Articles)

First, under the moonlight, people love and hate each other, and the world is full of red dust.

Second, I want to have a heart-to-heart talk with Yao Qin, but I have few bosom friends. Who will listen to the broken string?

Third, the world of mortals is like mud, and the front edge is exhausted. Even if you don't forget, you can't overcome the pain.

Fourth, you can give up and choose, but you must be worthy of yourself.

Those feelings you don't know yet are destined to stay between your lips and teeth and won't be mentioned in the years.

Six, a leaf boat, a bamboo Artemisia, Qian Shan, thousands of waters, after hundreds of robberies and obstacles, it is difficult to meet each other.

7. When you meet someone you like, the principle comes to mind.

Eight, prosperous, lonely, who promised to live forever? Time kills everything, and it is easy to throw people away.

Nine, the voice outside the window at night, the candle shadow shines on the dream soul, know that I understand that I am just a person.

Ten, the pain has been heart-to-heart, the dream is falling, and the situation is comparable. Drunk Iraqis, the phoenix blows away, don't follow.

Eleven, in this faint bright moon, in this faint starlight, my dream has spread to my hometown and to you in my hometown.

Twelve, the world out of my generation, into the rivers and lakes, was urged; Talking and laughing, you can't live a drunken life.

Thirteen, flowers are easy to fade, fog is easy to disperse, dreams are easy to die, clouds are easy to disperse, and that's the way it is. Why are you embarrassed?

Fourteen, spoony sweet words, like a worrying hand, hollowed out the heart a little, and finally became empty and dry.

Silence is a virtue, but silence in front of the person you love is a weakness.

Sixteen, the beauty is old and young. It is better to forget the rivers and lakes than to miss you all over the world.

17, Fenghuang once played here, so that it was named after this place, and it was promised to stay up all night. From then on, it was in Jiangnan Jiangbei, Wan Li.

18. Who will accompany me to take off back in the game's armor, who will accompany me to the end of the world, and who will undertake my youthful life?

Nineteen, there is an ending called destiny takes a hand, and there is a heartache called endless.

Twenty, thousands of turns, only to know the depth of feelings; I didn't know how to cherish possession until I missed it for many years.

I fell in love with you in the most beautiful summer, but left you in the bleakest autumn.

Twenty-two, those who say that they will never part have already been scattered all over the world.

Twenty-three, why forget, why difficult; Like water light years away, facing the morning and evening; Light and shadow chase, immortal; Flowers bloom and fall, and the cycle is exhausted.

Twenty-four, one day the people on the railing disappeared, and they thought again, covering their tears.

Twenty-five, but it was a quiet year, how many beauties died in the empty burial of heroes. There is no new chapter in the past, so it is difficult to stay in the old garden.

Twenty-six, love for a long time, has become a habit; When it hurts for a long time, it becomes a notch; Hating for a long time has become a burden.

I hope the world is small enough for me to kiss you as soon as I turn around.

Twenty-eight, look at the clouds rolling under the cliff, the wind is rustling on the cliff, and the pear blossoms are still falling as they were then.

29. It is windy and rainy outside. If I can't hold an umbrella for you, I will accompany you in the rain.

Thirty, you were there, I was here, just missed and never met again.

Thirty-one, time will drift away, years will flow away, memories will solidify, and good things will last forever.

Thirty-two, I advise you not to get drunk before the flowers, this year's flowers will wither, next year's flowers will wither, and your head will turn white.

Thirty-three, waiting for the road to come, waiting for people to return, those looking forward to the sunset, only draw a satisfactory full stop for the unfinished love in my heart.

Thirty-four, those prosperity will eventually become the past, please don't be disappointed, ordinary is for the most beautiful.

Thirty-five, thinking hard, looking far and worrying alone, looking for seven years of mystery, deep affection, heartbroken, missing.

36, the fog dispersed, I woke up, I finally see the truth, that is Qian Fan's silence.

Thirty-seven, the feelings are stronger, the fate is like the wind, the brocade is slightly cold, and the cold sleeves help the sick.

The person who really knows you is the one who sees pain in your smile.

Thirty-nine, who forgets first, turns the country into the old country. I refuse to play. Shadows are amazing.

Forty, finally understand that when you do it right, no one will remember; When doing something wrong, even breathing is wrong.

Forty-one, we often meet the most unforgettable love when we are the youngest and frivolous.

Forty-two, cold rainy night, cold rainy night, confused night, raining soul, lonely soul, and began a distant journey.

Forty-three, the long strip, countless fireworks, you look back with lanterns, pavilions are short, the world of mortals is rolling, and I sigh again.

44. A smile locks this life. Looking back, I can only see a bunch of clouds. Are you in love? Does it hurt? Everything is doomed!

Forty-five, the world of mortals, standing still in the vast sea of people, watching the world bustling, noisy, but lonely.

You are cruel to me, but I am more cruel to myself. We only fell in love to torture me.

Forty-seven, pick up the hesitation, silently walk in the memory of the past, fascinated by the world, watching the ebb and flow of the tide, watching the moon fall into the sea, laughing and sighing the sorrow of this day and the sorrow of people.

Forty-eight, tears asked the flowers silently, and saw scattered flowers falling all over the ground. Don't walk in the rain at night, looking forward to the dawn of the night.

Forty-nine, if the heart does not move, the wind is helpless; If you don't get hurt, the years will be fine.

50. It is often said that the past is like smoke, and it may happen again in a thousand years. In the dream, the West Lake is dry, and the chanting of the Thousand Classics is still incomprehensible.

If I leave quietly, you won't even know I was here.

Fifty-two, the night is hazy and the moonlight is like a hook. Your heart is dreaming. Have you ever been together? Beauty is difficult for three years, and the situation is mysterious.

53. Maybe it's the marriage in the last life, or maybe it's the fate in the next life. It is wrong to meet in this life, and it will only increase fruitless resentment.

54. You left for no reason, and when you turned around, you left me with a slim figure and a great regret.

Fifty-five, give you the tenderness of the whole city, and love the displacement of my life.

Fifty-six, the world of mortals, whose love for life and death is painted? In the end, I can only keep that face unchanged for thousands of years.

Fifty-seven, the fate of dust has always been like water, it is rare to shed tears, so why bother to do your best. Don't be sentimental, love to hurt yourself.

Fifty-eight, the original vows of eternal love said it again, as if it were all over!

Fifty-nine, ten years of life and death, nothing to think about, unforgettable, lonely grave thousands of miles away, nowhere to be sad.

Sixty, I had expectations, I was moved, and I forgot the beautiful gesture when the tears were actually released.

Sixty-one, spring goes and spring comes, beauty is old, flowers fall and people die.

Sixty-two, this past year should be a beautiful morning and a beautiful scene. Even if there is a thousand minutes of amorous feelings, who should I talk to?

Sixty-three, we all understand the truth, but sometimes the story is too provocative and embarrassing.

I don't like drinking, I just like getting drunk.

Sixty-five, your cherished dream has been broken, and you are far from each other on the water side. My thoughts are full of tears, like water lilies.

When you are lonely, the wind is my song. May it bring you a moment of comfort.

Sixty-seven, you are a movie I can't get tired of watching, indulging in your shadow of vows of eternal love.

Sixty-eight, in this world, the heart is the easiest to change, but the oldest is also the heart.

Sixty-nine, a Ye Qiu, a little banana and a little sorrow, dreaming of the night.

Seventy, Yijun is far away in Xiaoxiang Moon. In my dream, I smell that I am long and I am sad.

Seventy-one, I have walked this road, and you are walking, just don't know which of us can walk to the end.

Seventy-two, I was drunk in the middle of the night and my eyes were blurred. I can write a paragraph with my pen. Love is rare in this world.

Seventy-three, my heart has lost you, and sometimes it is a sad ocean.

Seventy-four, I hold my head high for you, and you take me riding around the world.

Seventy-five, an actor enters a painting, and life is far away. That year, in the prime of life, whoever promised to die.

I still hate your heart when I miss you, and the spring breeze doesn't advance, which makes me miss the harp.

Seventy-seven, there is no trace in the dream. Looking back, lovesick tears are priceless. To be together, dreams are hard to come true and everyone is heartbroken.

Seventy-eight, a flower and a world, a leaf and a pursuit. A song and a sigh, a person's life.

Seventy-nine, for a long time, I forgot how to say love, but my heart was pounding and I stayed for love.

Eighty, there is wine today, and you are drunk today. Laugh at how many cups there are in the world of mortals, and let three thousand east waters flow, and every grain of dust does not leave tears.