The sadder the betrayal poem, the better.

Dynasty: Han dynasty

Author: Zhuo Wenjun

Original text:

Love should be as pure as snow in the mountains and as bright as clouds on the moon.

I heard that you have two hearts, so I came to break up with you.

Today is like the last party, and tomorrow we will break up.

I moved my feet slowly along the edge of the road, and my past life flowed like water in a ditch, never returning.

When I decided to take the king away from home, I didn't cry like an ordinary girl.

I am full of thinking that if I marry a person with a heart, I can love each other and be happy forever. (one heart and one work: one heart; Whitehead: Whitehead)

The love of men and women is as light and soft as a fishing rod, and the fish is as lovely as a living wave.

Men should attach importance to friendship, and there is no money to compensate for the loss of sincere love.

Digital Poetry, Zhuo Wenjun.

After saying goodbye,

Suspense between the two places,

Let's say March and April,

Who knows, in five or six years,

The lyre has no intention of playing,

Eight-part essay can't be passed down,

The nine-ring chain breaks from it,

Shili Pavilion is eager to see,

Hundred schools of thought contend,

Thousands of thoughts,

I have no choice but to blame Lang. There are a thousand words to say,

Boring and boring,

Climbing to see lonely geese on the Double Ninth Festival,

In August, before the Mid-Autumn Festival,

In July and a half, I burned incense and raised candles to ask the sky.

In the summer of June, everyone shook my heart.

In May, pomegranate was like fire, but it was drenched with cold rain.

April loquat is not yellow, and I want to be confused with the mirror.

In a hurry, the peach blossoms turn with the water in March.

In February, the kite string was broken.

Lang Lang can't wait for his next life. You are a woman and I am a man.

Peacocks fly southeast; Southeast Fly the Peacocks; The Peacock Flies Southeast

You are a rock and I am a reed. Puwei line is like silk, but the rock does not move.

Take off your silk shoes and lift yourself to the pool.

I am destined to die today, and my soul will go to the body and stay forever.

Today, the wind is cold, the wind chill destroys trees, and the frost is green. Today, my son is invisible, and my mother is behind me. My life is like Nanshan stone, and my body is strong and straight.

The bride knows the sound of horses, meets each other on tiptoe, and knows from a distance that she is an old friend.