Talking about regrets after losing a loved one

1. Poems about regret after losing loved ones

Poems about regret after losing loved ones 1. Poems about regret after losing loved ones

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop. The son wants to be raised but the relatives don't wait

The tree wants to be still, but the wind keeps blowing its branches and leaves. The tree is an objective thing, and the wind is the time that keeps passing by. It is a metaphor that the passage of time does not stop according to one's will. It is often used to lament that when the son of man wishes to be filial to his parents, his parents have already passed away.

In the Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi, Liu Gongchuo, his father and son Wen gave a gift to Shangshu Youpu She and other eight people who died in the same system: The ancients said: The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop; the son wants to be raised but the kiss does not wait. If we praise and give gifts to Wu, how can we show the virtues of our ancestors and soothe the hearts of our descendants?

Don't wait for a kiss. Or the tree wants to be quiet but the wind is restless, or the tree wants to rest but the wind doesn't stop.

2. Here are a few sad sentences about losing loved ones

Tears are shed but silent, I only regret the past and reflect on the past. Yingying. It’s so sad that I can’t paint it.

The other words are very clear. Wake up early from a dream in the middle of the night. Qing woke up from his dream early in the morning and woke up from his dream. Weeping all over the wind and rain at night.

My relatives have passed away to immortality, but they have not yet received blessings from their children and grandchildren. How to reflect on the wandering soul thousands of miles away.

Mourning Poem by Shen Yue It was March and May in autumn, but the beams are still shining this autumn. This spring the orchid and cymbidium will be fragrant again in the coming spring. It's sad that people have different ways, and they will perish forever with a single thank you.

The curtains and screens were destroyed and the curtains and mats were stretched. The wandering dust covers the empty seat, and the lonely tent covers the empty bed. All things are done without end, only to cause harm to those who survive.

Jiang Chengzi Su Shi Ten years of life and death are uncertain. If you don’t think about it, you will never forget it. Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to speak of desolation. Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost. At night, you suddenly return to your hometown with a deep dream. Xiaoxuan window, dressing up. They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the place where the heart is broken every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pine hills.

Relatives have passed away, but the blessings of children and grandchildren have not been touched. The soul wanders thousands of miles away and thinks about it thousands of times.

My relatives have traveled to immortality and have not gathered in the children and grandchildren building. How can I think about my sorrow when my soul wanders thousands of miles away?

Crows roost on the white trees in the atrium, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently. Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks around, I don’t know who is missing my autumn thoughts.

The childish child held his clothes and asked, why is it too late to return? ***Who fights for time and wins the hair on the sideburns?

Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, I was speechless and choked. Thoughts go by, thousands of miles of mist, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast.

The geese are flying south under the overcast moon, and the rumor ends here. My journey has not ended yet, when will I come back? The river is still and the tide is beginning to fall, and the forest is dim and miasmatic. In the Ming Dynasty, when you look at your hometown, you should see Longtou plum.

The willows are green and hanging on the ground, and the poplar flowers are flying in the sky. The wicker sticks and flowers have all flown away. May I ask the passerby if he has returned?

As the sun sets in the west, the heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

Looking at the door and stopping there, I thought of Zhang Jian, and waited for Du Gen to die for a moment. I am smiling towards the sky with my horizontal sword, leaving my liver and gallbladder intact.

After death, I know that everything is in vain, but I am not as sad as all the other states. Wang Shibei set the Central Plains Day, and he never forgot to tell Naiwen during family sacrifices.

As the sun sets in the west, the heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

Looking at the door and stopping there, I thought of Zhang Jian, and waited for Du Gen to die for a moment. I am smiling towards the sky with my horizontal sword, leaving my liver and gallbladder intact.

After death, I know that everything is in vain, but I am not as sad as all the other states. Wang Shibei set the Central Plains Day, and he never forgot to tell Naiwen during family sacrifices.

3. Poems about losing loved ones

The best answer is Su Shi's poem in memory of Wang Chaoyun: If the seedlings are not beautiful, it will not be like the sky, if the young bird is not as mysterious as me.

There is no thousand-year-old medicine for staying in Jingjing, and only Hinayana Zen is the only gift. A sad thought can repay the debt of the past, and the fate of the future will be cut off with a snap of the fingers.

The bamboo roots are no longer far or near, and the immortals are in the pagoda with diligent worship at night. In memory of Wang Fu: Ten years of life and death.

If you don’t think about it, you will never forget it. Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to speak of desolation.

Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost. At night, you suddenly return to your hometown with a deep dream.

In the small window, I am dressing up. They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears.

It is expected that the broken part of the intestines will be cut off every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pine hills.

Yuan Mei's Memorial Essay on Sisters In the winter of Dinghai during the Qianlong reign, Suwen, the third sister, was buried at Yangshan Mountain in Shangyuan Dynasty and laid a memorial ceremony for her, saying: Woohoo! You were born in Zhejiang and buried here, seven hundred miles away from my hometown. Although I dreamed of you at that time, you would rather know that this is where your bones are buried! With the chastity of your thoughts, you met someone who was divorced, and you were left alone and in danger. Although it was destined to exist, God did it, but it is not my fault for bringing you to this point.

When you are young, Mr. Cong receives scriptures from you. You sit shoulder to shoulder and like to listen to the ancients’ righteous deeds. Once you grow up, you will immediately follow them. Woohoo! If you don't know poetry and calligraphy, it may not be difficult for you.

I caught crickets, and you stretched out your arms to get out of them. The insects were stiff due to the cold, and you came to their holes together. I will bury you now, but the scene on that day will come to my mind with joy.

When I was nine years old, I was sitting down to study. You combed your hair into a bun, put on a single silk tie, and wore warm clothes for a chapter. When Mr. Shi entered the house, he heard the loud voices of two boys. He smiled and was confused. In this seventh month, when you look at the sun, you should remember it clearly when you are in Jiuyuan.

As I travel to Guangdong with a weak crown, you put on your clothes and mourn. After more than two years, I returned home covered with palace brocade, and you came out from the east chamber to help the case. The whole family stared at you and laughed, and couldn't remember where the words came from. It can be said that if you are admitted to the imperial examination in Chang'an, you will report it to the envoy sooner or later.

Although all these trivial matters are ancient traces, I will never forget them until I die. The memories of the past are filled with memories, and the sad thoughts are like shadows, which will disappear if they are forced to come.

I regret that I didn’t record the situation of Wuhua at that time; however, you are no longer in this world, so even if you can turn back time and be a child again, there will be no one to prove it. Your righteousness is beyond the Gao family and you have returned: Grandma in the hall relies on you to support me; at home, Wenmo is obedient to your management.

It is said that among the women, she is the least knowledgeable about the meaning of scriptures and elegance. Your sister-in-law is not without grace, but she is lacking in this. Therefore, although I feel sad for you since your return, I am actually happy for you.

If I am four years older than you, or if an elder in the world dies first, I can leave it to you after my death; it does not mean that you will die first. I was ill the year before last, and you spent the whole night trying to find out. If you lose one point, you will be happy, if you increase one point, you will be worried.

Although he was on a short mission later, he was still in ruins and had no entertainment. You come to the bedside and have a good time talking about the joyful and shocking things about the history of officials and wild people.

Woohoo! I will be sick again from now on. Where can I call you from? Your illness is also harmless, I believe the doctor said it is harmless, and I am far away from Yangzhou. You are also worried about my heart, and you are preventing others from leaving.

When she was extremely distressed, Grandma asked Brother Wang if he had returned, and she insisted that he had. One day beforehand, I had a dream about your coming, and I knew it was ominous. I flew across the river in a boat, but I returned home before I could do it. However, you were out of breath, with four limbs still warm, and not a single eye closed. You were still waiting to die for me.

What a pain! If I had known you well, why would I be willing to travel far away? Even if I travel, I still have a few words in my heart. I want you to know and hear, and I want you to plan. Now that's it! Except for my death, there will be no time to see you.

I don’t know when I will be able to see you when I die; and after death, there will be knowledge and ignorance, and I will not be able to see you, and it is difficult to know the death. However, I have such boundless regrets, whether it’s heaven or man, but it’s already over! I have published your poems; I have married your daughter; I have written a biography of your life; but I have not yet discovered your talent.

My first tomb is in Hangzhou, where the river is wide and deep, so it is difficult to bury me there. Therefore, I asked my mother to order me to give you peace here, and then I offered sacrifices and sweeps. Next to it is buried your daughter Ayin, and under it are two tombs: one for my grandfather's waiter, Zhu, and the other for my brother's waiter, Tao.

The Yangshan Mountain is vast and vast. Looking to the south is Yuanxi and to the west is Qixia. In the wind and rain in the morning and dusk, my soul has company, so I should not be lonely. For those of you who have pity, since I read the poem about your crying nephew in the year of Wuyin, I still have no boys and two girls. After giving birth to you, I only Zhou Xuer.

Although I am close to you, I don’t dare to talk about my old age; my teeth are dangerous and bald, but I know it secretly, and I know how many more days I will have in this world! A Pinyuan was an official in Henan, and he had no children, so the nine clans had no successors. If you die, I will bury you. Who will bury me if I die? If you are alive, can you sue me? Shuo Feng Ye Da, my brother has returned home, and I still look back at you many times.

Alas! Alas! Today's work is also a tribute to my sister. My sister Baolan was two years younger than me. She was born due to cold and hunger and died of illness. In my early years, my biological mother's family was extremely poor, and she settled in Huangwei Village, Zhuhu Township. After losing her husband, she remarried to the Wan family, and reluctantly left me with a different surname.

The water that nourishes me is the water of the river, and the land that nourishes me is the land beside the flood. On the day Lan Mei was born, I was no longer with my mother.

My sister was illiterate due to poverty. Fortunately, I had the kindness of my adoptive father to endure the hardship of living in poverty for ten years. In the autumn of Xinyou, Yu Cong taught at Shangtang, and his younger sister Baoxia and her mother came to recognize their relatives.

Only then did we know that Lan Mei had suffered a misfortune after being reunited with flesh and blood. When Lan Mei was eighteen years old, she suddenly suffered from leukemia and sought medical treatment everywhere.

However, life is difficult and family resources are scarce.

Lan Mei endured the torment of illness alone, but I knew nothing about it and could only struggle in the endless sorrow of poverty.

In the midsummer of Guiyin, Lan Mei's illness could not be cured and she died suddenly in the ward of the county hospital. The world is so cruel that it buries her young age like a flower.

After Lan Mei died, she was buried in the south of Zhuhu River and then moved to the west of Nigouya Village in Huangwei. As an elder brother, I could not touch his forehead and laugh while he was alive; I could not hold his coffin and shed tears when he died.

What a pain! Wen Baoxia cried and complained: When Lan Mei was in Japan, she often looked into the distance and missed her brother so much. Before she died, she still called "brother" three times, and then said goodbye with regret. The stars change and the years pass.

The spring breeze is sentimental, but the autumn rain is ruthless. I had a meeting with brother and sister Baolan, but the elder brother didn't know what the younger sister looked like, and the younger sister didn't know what his voice sounded like.

When Xilan’s sister misses her brother, how does he know? When Lan Mei called out to her brother, he didn't answer. In the first month of this spring, when the weather was still cold, Yu Te visited Lan Mei's grave to pay his respects.

The graves in my hometown have been leveled and returned to farmland, and Lan Mei’s solitary grave has been razed to acres of farmland, leaving free space in the setting sun for the coir grass to accompany my sister’s spirit. When I offer sacrifices to my sister, she doesn't notice; when I call her, she doesn't respond either.

Time can grow old, but love cannot. Let me write it politely, firstly to express my gratitude to Lanmei during her lifetime, and secondly to comfort Lanmei’s soul after her death.

Woohoo! My sister's soul is in the sky, and the sky is vast; my sister's soul is on the ground, and the sea of ??smoke is vast. Out of sight, out of reach.

I still have this heart, and I feel heartbroken thinking about it. If you want to cry but have no tears, it will be on earth and in heaven.

4. Sad ancient poems about losing loved ones

1) A pair of people from one generation to another, competing for education and ecstasy. Love each other but not love each other, who will be the spring! ——Nalan Rongruo 2) "Jiangchengzi" Su Shi: "Ten years of life and death are so vast. If you don't think about it, you will never forget it." Missing his wife. 3) The fourth of "Five Poems on Lisi", Yuan Zhen: "Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not cloud." Still written to his wife, it is as loyal as above.

4) The sad Chan Juan wants to break her soul, but it is difficult to break her soul. The mirror is like water and the moon is not stained by dust, the wind is chaotic and the piano is burning in the heart. Afraid of hurting God, but partial to hurt God. Flowing clouds cannot understand the traces of past events, and old friends are just passers-by. 5) The Yao Qin in Zazhang sings to the moon, and the jade bamboo reflects the dust-free mirror. It's hard to describe how sad and sad it is, and it hurts one's spirit to sit there. If I can get this person, I will burn my heart and soul. It's like an old dream drifting away, old friends become passers-by.

5. Asking for the saddest sentences for losing a loved one

1. I thought that a bird could not fly across the sea, because I thought that the bird did not have the courage to fly across the sea. It was only ten years later that I discovered , it’s not that the bird can’t fly across, but that there is no waiting at the other end of the sea... 2. On the day you left, I decided not to shed tears, and held my eyes open against the wind without blinking... 3. Thank you very much. His ruthlessness made me learn to give up... 4. Bring a cigarette.

Wandering around the world... 5. The wood said to the fire: "Hold me"! Fire embraced the wood. The wood smiles and turns to ashes! Fire cried! Tears extinguished themselves... When wood falls in love with fire, it is destined to be burned... 6. When tears flow down, you realize that separation is also another kind of understanding.

7. I really love you. I closed my eyes and thought I could forget, but the tears I shed did not deceive myself... 8. I cried on the way home, and the tears came again. collapsed. I can't help but walk like this, and I don't dare to be proud and ask for anything anymore.

What else can I say, what else can I do? I really hope you will hear it, because I love you and let you go... 9. Don't say love easily, the promise you make is the debt you owe! 10. What is mine is ultimately mine. I am your passer-by after all. You never love me. It is destined that nothing will happen between you and me. It is destined, it is destined, it is just destined. No matter how much I cross, no matter how much I try to get closer to you, you will still leave me.

I miss you so much, miss you so much, miss you so much, and want to see you so much. 11. The happiness on your face can be seen by others. Who can feel the pain in my heart?

12. You cannot be friends after a breakup because you have hurt each other; you cannot be enemies because you have loved each other deeply. So we became the most familiar strangers.

13. Some encounters between people are like meteors, which burst out with enviable sparks in an instant, but are destined to just pass by in a hurry. 14. Time will slowly settle, and some people will slowly fade away in your heart.

Learn to let go, your happiness needs your own fulfillment. 15.

I can feel your heartache. You have helplessness that you can’t express... But you act like you don’t care. The more you act like this, the more uncomfortable I feel.' 16. Sometimes, It is precisely because of love that I hide quietly. What is avoided is the figure, but what cannot be avoided is the silent feeling.

17. Love is precious only if you love it to the fullest. Many people don’t know how to cherish possession. You only see it when you lose it. In fact, the most familiar thing is the most precious.

18. Sometimes, love is also a kind of hurt. Cruel people choose to hurt others, and kind people choose to hurt themselves.

19. You left, taking all my love with you, just saying goodbye. I held back tears and looked at your back. I really wanted to hug you one last time and say "I love you" to you one last time.

20. The air that has been exposed to the rain, the tired sadness, the fairy tale in my memory has slowly melted. 21. Since you love, why don’t you say it out loud? Some things are lost and you can never get them back! 22. Falling in love is a feeling. When this feeling is gone, I am still forcing myself. This is called responsibility! Breaking up takes courage! When this courage is gone, I am still encouraging myself. This is tragic! 23. Life is endless and lonely.

Love is endless in lonely life, and loneliness is the eternal theme of love. I am alone with my shadow.

It said it had something to say to me. It said it misses you very much. It turns out that my shadow and I are both missing you.

24. A tragedy has just been staged on the other side of perfection. All the blood and tears have cultivated a bud on the withered thorns. It will experience the seven thunderstorms of reincarnation and then bloom in the moist In the air... 25. The fish took the bait, that's because the fish fell in love with the fisherman, and it is willing to use its life to make the fisherman smile... 26. I like to leave my mark on you, but I never remember that you have never Belong to me... If one day I no longer like you, will my life be as decadent and decadent as before... I don't want that kind of life anymore, so before I give up on you, please , at least you have to like me... 27. In fact, I have been waiting by your side, waiting for you to lean on my shoulder and say, will one day your tenderness belong to me, and I will not make you sad anymore , let your tears flow again! 28. You think I am a kite, either let me fly, or keep it and take it home. Don’t tie me up with an invisible emotion and make me sad. 29. It’s snowing outside the window. I brew a cup of coffee. When it cools down, I realize that I’m thinking of you again.

How can you understand my expectations! 30. The first time I cried was because you were not here, the first time I laughed was because I met you, the first time I laughed and cried because I couldn’t have you! 31. Time is like a river. The left bank is the unforgettable memories, the right bank is the youth worth grasping, and what flows quickly in the middle is the faint sadness of youth. There are many beautiful things in the world, but not many that truly belong to you.

Looking at the flowers blooming and falling in front of the court, I am not surprised by the honor or disgrace. I look at the clouds in the sky, leaving or leaving without intention. In this chaotic secular world, it is also a state to be able to learn to treat everything around you with a normal heart.

32. There are too many helpless things in our lives. We cannot change, and we are powerless to change. What’s worse is that we have lost the idea of ????changing... 33. Seeing the flowers blooming and falling in front of the court, there is no honor or disgrace. Surprised, I looked at the clouds in the sky, leaving no intention of leaving or leaving. 34. In this chaotic secular world, it is also a state to be able to learn to treat everything around you with a normal heart.

35. The most regretful thing in life is to give up easily what should not be given up, and stubbornly persist in what should not be persisted... 36. A simple and quiet life is actually not happy, so I only It is not happy to embrace the lasting feeling of a moment, so I only believe in moments. 37. Some losses are destined, and some fate will never bear fruit.

Loving someone does not mean that you will own them. To own someone, you must love them well... 38. The heart is dead, the tears have dried, and the soul cannot bear to look back. I wake up from the dream, unable to hold back my feelings, and the past is like smoke that cannot be swept away.

It is both virtual and real, it is love and hate, the leaves fall silently and the flowers mutilate themselves. The only thing is, searching and searching, deserted, miserable and miserable; but helpless, the time will come to an end, and this hatred will last forever.

39. Nothing in the world lasts forever.

If it flows, it flows away; if it remains, it dries up; if it grows, it slowly withers.

40. The pain of being a woman: When she has a physical relationship with the man she loves, she will naturally regard this relationship as an eternity, but men can be different. , they may only think that it is another interpretation of the way of survival. just.