Poems and ancient poems about sadness

1. Sad poems, heartbreaking ancient poems 1. Tears ask flowers without words, and red flies over the swing.

2. Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

3, the wind has lived in the dust fragrant flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.

4, Mo Dao does not forget me, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

5. The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice.

6. The belt is getting wider and wider. It's worth getting tired for my coquetry.

7, looking for, cold and clear, miserable.

8. Holding hands and looking at tears, I sobbed silently, thinking and thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, the twilight is heavy.

9. Lonely boudoir, gentle heart and sadness. Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain.

10, how much sadness can there be, just like a river flowing eastward.

1 1 But since the water is still flowing, let's raise our glasses to drown our sorrows, even though we use swords.

12, I heard that Shuangxi is not bad in spring, and I plan to do canoeing. I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried.

13, three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him, it's late in the wind? Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.

14, white hair three thousands of feet, sorrow like a beard.

15, if life is just like the first time, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan?

16, a teacher reveals his real name, which is almost the same for thousands of years.

17, if two feelings last for a long time, it is still a matter of time.

18, speechless and alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree is locked in the deep courtyard.

19, I have long compared my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon clears the canal.

20. Yellow flowers are everywhere. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark?

2 1, suddenly looking back, that person was there, the lights were dim.

22. Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow, and they say new words.

23, wine becomes sorrow, tears become acacia.

On the 24th, from Zhongtian to Qian Fan, the oblique light pulse is long.

25, the spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease, and you can see Chang' an flowers in one day.

26, Dongli wine after dusk, there is a dark fragrance full of sleeves. Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju.

27, autumn wind and autumn rain are embarrassing!

28. The passing clouds and smoke are scattered with the wind, and the golden pine is loose. On-off, on-off, on-off love in the world is fruitless. All my thoughts fade away, and I only admire the monks in the world. I Buddha has compassion to save suffering, and I am willing to cross all beings in an empty door.

2. An ancient poem about sadness 1 "Sounding slowly" Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao.

Original: Looking for it, it is cold and gloomy. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late in the wind. Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance. Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark? Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence!

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: After searching hard, I found that it was barren. How can it not make people sad? It is the most difficult to maintain and rest when it is warm and cold. How to resist the cold wind in the morning after drinking three or two glasses of light wine? A line of geese flew in front of us, which was even more sad, because they were old acquaintances.

The chrysanthemums in the garden are piled all over the floor, and they are already very haggard. Who else will pick them now? How can you stay up until dark alone and watch the window coldly? The plane tree leaves are dripping, and it is still dripping at dusk. How can such a scene end with a "sad" word!

2,' Wuling Spring Festival Evening' Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

The wind has stopped the dust and fragrant flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first. It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it is also planned to make canoes. I'm afraid the ship can't carry much worry.

Interpretation of the vernacular: the annoying wind and rain stopped, and all the flowers on the branches fell, only the dust stained with flowers had a slight fragrance. Looking up, it's already high, but I still don't want to freshen up. Spring goes to summer, flowers bloom and fall, as old as ever. Only sad people and sad things make me sad. When I think about this, I will burst into tears before I speak.

It is said that the spring scenery in Shuangxi is not bad. I will go boating there for fun. Well, I'm really worried. I am afraid that the boat in Shuangxi can't bear the heavy sadness in my heart!

3,' Resentment' Ming Dynasty: Feng Xiaoqing.

Original: The new makeup actually competes with painting. What is the ranking of Zhaoyang? The thin shadow shines from the spring. You must have pity on me.

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: new makeup! But nobody appreciates it, arguing with the portrait! This pose makeup! How many places can you rank in the harem! Looking at your slim figure in the water sadly, you should pity my love for you.

4. "Lou Yuchun, I don't know how far you will be after you leave" Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu.

I don't know your distance after I left. Sad and boring. Drifting away, no books, rich water and heavy fish. Late at night, the wind blows bamboo and plays autumn rhyme. A thousand leaves, a thousand voices, all hate. So, if you look for it in a single pillow, the dream is not a lamp, it will burn.

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: I don't know how far your trip is after parting. I am very painful and have endless anguish in my heart. You go further and further, and gradually break the letter; Where can I ask if fish books are not in circulation? In the middle of the night, the wind rustles the bamboo leaves, and all the voices are not sad and hate. I want to see you in my dream, leaning on a pillow. Who knows that the dream burned out before it was made into a wick.

5. Su Xiting Tang Dynasty: Dai Shulun.

Original: On the Suxi Pavilion, the grass grows and the warblers fly. Who stops by the east wind? Swallows don't return to the Spring Festival Evening, and it's a misty rain and apricot blossoms.

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: Su Xiting is overgrown with weeds, and it is the late spring season. Who is the person who leans like "Xizhouqu" in Dongfeng? Swallows haven't returned to their nests, and the beautiful spring scenery is almost over. The misty rain enveloped a sandbar, and the apricot flowers in the chilly spring breeze lost their bright sunshine on sunny days, looking miserable.

3. Poem describing sadness 1, tearful eyes require flowers without words, and red flies over the swing.

2. Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.

There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind. 3, the wind has lived in the dust fragrant flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair at night.

Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first. 4, Mo Dao does not forget me, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

5. The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice. 6. The belt is getting wider and wider.

It's worth getting tired for my coquetry. 7, looking for, cold and clear, miserable.

8. Holding hands and looking at tears, I sobbed silently, thinking and thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, the twilight is heavy. 9. Lonely boudoir, gentle heart and sadness.

Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain. 10, how much sadness can there be, just like a river flowing eastward.

1 1 But since the water is still flowing, let's raise our glasses to drown our sorrows, even though we use swords. 12, I heard that Shuangxi is not bad in spring, and I plan to do canoeing.

I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried.

4. An ancient poem expressing sadness. There are trees and branches in the mountains. I wonder if I like you or not. _ _ _ _ Anonymous Song of Ren Yue

There are infinite painters in the world, and a piece of sadness can't be painted. _ _ _ _ Gao Chan's Night Scene of Jinling

A moment that should last forever? Before I knew it, it had come and gone. _ _ _ _ Li Shangyin's "Jinse"

Outside the window, the flowers are dancing freely, just like in a dream, the rain is falling and drifting aimlessly, like melancholy. _ _ _ _ Qin Guan's Lonely Cold Building in Huanxisha

Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the floor. Fall in love with the floor Worried about adding new words. _ _ _ _ Xin Qiji's Ugly Slave, the middle wall of Shuboshan Road

Time will only make people old, don't believe in sentimentality, leave the pavilion for a long time, and tears will wake up easily. _ _ _ _ Yan Shu's "Picking mulberry seeds, time only makes people old"

"Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk." _ _ _ _ Lin Bu's "Xiaomei in the Mountain Garden" Part I

But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's Song of Shu Yun/Escorting Yu Shuhua Upstairs, a farewell letter to Xuanzhou Xielou.

Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze. _ _ _ _ Cui Hu's "South Village of Beijing"

Return your double beads, my eyes are full of tears, and I regret not meeting you before I got married. _ _ _ _ Zhang Ji's "Yin Jiefu Send Dongping Lishi Island"

Accompanied by leaves and autumn sounds, a little banana and a little sadness, after the third night of dreams. _ _ _ _ Xu Zaisi's Water Fairy Night Rain

How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward. _ _ _ _ Li Yu "When is the Spring Flower and Autumn Moon?

When night came, my dream suddenly came home. The window of Xiao Xuan. Dress up. Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears _ _ _ _ Su Shi's "Twenty Memories of Dreams in the First Month of Jiang"

Don't laugh when you are drunk on the battlefield. How many people fought in ancient times? _ _ _ _ Two Liangzhou Ci Poems by William Wang (I)

I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation. _ _ _ _ Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai's Miscellaneous Poems No.5"

Don't lean against the fence alone, it is infinite, and it is easier to see when you are away. _ _ _ _ Li Yu's The Sand Waves Clap the Curtain and the Rain Ripps.

Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk. _ _ _ _ Leyuan Scenic Area/Leyou Tomb of Li Shangyin

Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first. _ _ _ _ Li Qingzhao's Wuling Spring Festival Evening

There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns. _ _ _ _ Yan Shu's "Huanxisha, a new word and a glass of wine"

Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears. _ _ _ _ Fan Zhongyan's "Su Curtain Covers Nostalgia"

Ruthlessness is not like sentimentality and bitterness. One inch or a thousand strands. _ _ _ _ Yan Shu's "On the Jade Pagoda, Spring Hate"

Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun. _ _ _ _ Li Shangyin's "Jinse"

No one wears flowers, no one advises people to drink, and no one cares about drunkenness. _ _ _ _ Huang Gongshao's Jade Case, Needlework at Social Day every year.

Looking around, lonely and sad. _ _ _ _ Li Qingzhao's "Looking for a Slow Voice"

Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing. _ _ _ _ Ouyang Xiu How Deep is the Courtyard

Completely drunk, I can't see the sky in the water. A ship full of dreams sank into the Milky Way. _ _ _ _ Tang Wenru Title Caoqinghu, Longyang County

Under the sad bridge, the spring waves are green, which used to be a stunning photo. _ _ _ _ Two Shen Yuan Poems by Lu You

Pull up the mountain and share the anger with the world. Bad times never die. _ _ _ _ Xiang Yu's "Gaixia Song"

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"

This is my life, and I have shed a thousand tears for you. _ _ _ _ Liu Yong's "Remembering the Imperial Capital with Thin Pillows and Cool Days"

Strong women in business don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing backyard flowers across the river. _ _ _ _ Du Mu's Bo Qinhuai

Red tears stole down, full of spring breeze. _ _ _ _ Nalanxingde's "Mulberry Picking, Wrong at the Time"

Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's four poems about the bright moon (I)

The wind and clouds are surging, and it is sunny and rainy. No wonder spring worries are supplemented in detail. _ _ _ _ Nalan Xingde's "Red Dates, the Wind Drips Ticking"

The small building was easterly again last night, and the old country could not bear to look back on the moon. _ _ _ _ Li Yu "When is the Spring Flower and Autumn Moon?

Alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn. _ _ _ _ Li Yu's Meeting You, Going to the West Chamber without Words.

But before he conquered, he died, and since then the heroes have been crying on their coats. _ _ _ _ Du Fu's "Shu Xiang"

I have never shed tears in my life, but now I do. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's "Don't pine branches in Jiangxia"

The world is thin, human feelings are evil, and it is easy to fall when the rain is sent late. _ _ _ _ Tang Wan's "Chai Toufeng, the world is thin"

Much like a flower, it seems that it is not a flower, and no one falls to the ground. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's "Shui Long Yin, Er Yun Zhang Zhifu Huayang Ci"

Affectionate but heartless chagrin, tonight is as long as last night. _ _ _ _ Yuan Haowen "Partridge Days, Waiting for Pavilion Lights to Send Cool Rain"

Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon. _ _ _ _ Liu Yong's "Yulin Chills"

Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. _ _ _ _ Du Fu's Hope for Spring

How many sad past in life, the mountains still remain cold. Liu Yuxi's Old Times of Xibao Mountain

The messenger didn't bring news to the pedestrians far away. The lilacs in the rain reminded me of sadness. _ _ _ _ Jing Li's "Paving Huanxisha Hand-rolled Jade Hooks and Real Beads"

The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. _ _ _ _ Wei is in Xixi Chuzhou.

People say that blowing like this and calling like this will make people and young people handsome. _ _ _ _ Qin Guan's Spring Dream

One is called, one is ileum, one is broken, and March is three memories. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's "Xuancheng/Zigui Watching Rhododendrons"

Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested. _ _ _ _ Du Fu's Hope for Spring

Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river. _ _ _ _ Zhang Ji's a night-mooring near maple bridge/Fengjiang Night Park

5. My favorite poet is Li Shangyin in the late Tang Dynasty.

The following are his poems.

Are very sad.

Four poems by Li Shangyin and Yantai

spring

The scenery of Ran Ran is unfamiliar to both the East and the West, and the charming soul can't be found for several days. Mi Jia Yu Ke Ban Xin, Ye Ye advocates always getting to know each other. Warm, peach trees are late in the west, and peaches stand upright. Where's the dragon and the phoenix? This is also a puzzling mystery. Drunk is like the dawn, and the dream is broken. I'm worried that the iron net will cover the coral and open the sea. The belt is ruthless and wide, and the spring smoke is white. I don't know whether yan dan has breached Shi Tian, but I hope I can get a prison lock. When Luo Wei was arrested, the fragrant muscles were cold and wrinkled. Today, the east wind is invincible, turning into light into the west sea.

summer

The rain curtain in the front pavilion is not sad, and the trees in the back hall are shaded. The scenery in Shicheng is yellow, and it is empty at midnight. The silk fan calls the wind into the sky, and the waves spin gently. Does Shu Soul have a lonely companion? A few nights later, kapok bloomed. The ghost palace finally got light from the shadows, and Yan Xunlan whispered softly. I taught Han Yin to throw himself into his arms, but I didn't send Xing Fei to come and go. What is the source of turbid water and clear waves? The river is clear and the Yellow River is turbid. Andrew lifted his skirt in the mist and took a cloud chariot to call Taijun.

autumn

The moon is wet, and the cold toad falls into the stars. The cloud screen does not move to hide loneliness, and the west building is in a hurry to fly kites all night. I want to weave acacia flowers and send them far away, but I miss each other all day long. But when I heard the sound of Beidou, I didn't see the clarity and shallowness of the long river. Goldfish lock off the red laurel spring, and the ancient wind and dust are full of Yuanyang Yin. Sadly, the small garden is a long road, and Yushu has no sympathy for national subjugation. The lyre's possession of Chu Nong is getting colder and thinner. Night fright frost parrot with curtain hook, evokes the dream of South Cloud circling the cloud. Ding joined the ruler element and recorded the acquaintance of Xiangchuan. Song lip held the rain all his life, but it was a pity that the fragrance was in his hand.

winter

Sunrise in the east, sunset in the west, the female phoenix flies alone, and the female dragon is few. Qingxi Baishi is not opposite, and the class is far away. The frozen wall is covered with frost, the fragrant roots are broken, and the heart is dead. The waves beat the toad, and the moon moths may not be beautiful. Chu Guan is full of worries, and the empty city dances with his waist. At that time, Huan was performing in the palm of his hand, and his peach root was a twin sister. Broken scorpions are cold, and white jade swallows golden cicadas. When the windmill rains, the horse won't support it, and the candle cries red and complains.

Golden Li shangyin

I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.

Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.

Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.

A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.

Untitled Second Li Shangyin

The wind in the east wind, the rain in the wind, the rain in the wind, the sound of light thunder came from the other side outside the lotus pond. There is also a locked golden toad incense burner. Cigarettes are elegantly wrapped, like pulleys in a jade pot, and the traction rope is pumped into the well water. Wang Wei dreamed that she was a beautiful young girl. Wang Wei had a pillow dream and wrote a poem. Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? .

spring rain

I wear white clothes during the Spring Festival, but I only think about Baimancheng, where I can't go.

There are two red mansions facing the cold, covered by rain, and a pearl curtain lamp shakes my lonely heart and goes home.

The long road ahead will be full of new difficulties, in the middle of the night, the interval of short dreams.

Oh, I'm sending you this message, these jade earrings! I saw a lonely goose in a cloud three thousand miles away.

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Go down to Mochow Hall and party there all night.

If angels don't bring their lovers into the room, what life will they have except dreams? .

Storms enchant nut horns, and the moon dew sweetens cinnamon leaves.

I know that this kind of love will not have any result, and melancholy is frivolous.

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It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming.

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will dry when they turn to dust.

In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.

There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .

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A wisp of faint phoenix-tailed yarn, fragrant and multiplied, meets Biwen at night.

Will your shy face stare at a moon-shaped fan, and will your voice drown out the rattle of my carriage? .

Once lonely, how far can a pomegranate flower whisper? .

I will tie my horse to a willow tree by the river, where will I stay in the southwest?

Live in Roche Pavilion and pay homage to Cui Yong.

Bamboo dock is clean and clear, and acacia is separated from the city.

Autumn cloudy frost flies late, leaving residual lotus to listen to the rain.

Write to my wife in the north on a rainy night.

When you ask about the return date, it rains at night in the autumn pool.

When * * * cut the candle at the west window and talk about the rain at night.

The flowers have fallen

Visitors to the High Court have been competing to leave; The spring flowers in the small garden are dancing in the wind.

The flower shadow is confused by the winding path; Overlooking the petal dance reflects the afterglow of the sunset.

My heart is too small to sweep away the fallen flowers; Looking forward to spring, but returning in a hurry.

Flower lovers who love flowers will naturally blame spring for leaving too early; When spring comes to an end, flowers and flowers only shed tears.

My personal favorite is Jinse.

I regret to say that

6. Is there a sad ancient poem, Jiang Chengzi Su Shi?

Ten years of life and death are two boundless.

Never think, never forget.

A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.

Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.

When night came, my dream suddenly came home.

Xiao Xuan window, get dressed.

Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears

It is estimated that the annual heartbroken place, moonlit night, short matsuoka.

Queqiaoxian

Qin Guan

The thin clouds in the sky are changing, the meteors in the sky convey the sadness of acacia, and the endless galaxy I quietly crossed tonight.

On the seventh day of autumn dew and autumn, it is time to meet, mostly those who are together in the world, but the appearance of husband and wife.

Tenderness is like water, and the ritual is like a dream. You can take care of the magpie bridge with great pain and return to your hometown.

If two people have a long-term relationship, sooner or later!

Love at first sight Li Qingzhao

Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.

Flowers from Shui Piao to water, one kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

Not to be named.

7. The saddest ancient poem, sentimental poem, 1. Who is the lover of HarmonyOS system? It's all about romance.

-Cao Xueqin's Introduction to A Dream of Red Mansions 2. Ruthlessness is not like sentimentality, one inch or ten million. -Yan Shu's "Jade Tower Spring" 3. Holding hands and looking at tears, I was speechless.

-Liu Yong "Lin Yuling" 4. When you are born, you will come back and die like Sauvignon Blanc. -Su Wu "Married" 5. If you don't miss it all your life, you will miss it and hurt it.

-Xu Zaisi's "Gui Gui Ling" 6. There is no north-south road outside the door, so people should avoid parting. -Du Mu's Farewell 7. Ask what love is in the world and teach life and death.

-Yuan Haowen's "Touching Fish Two Songs One" 8. Cut constantly, the reason is still chaotic, that is, parting. -Li Zhi's "Hui Huan" 9. Before respecting, I was going to say the date of return, but I didn't say anything about spring.

-Ouyang Xiu's Jade Tower Spring 10. Tonight, the moon is full of expectations. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si? -Wang Jian's "Looking at the Moon on Fifteen Nights and Sending a Message to Du Langzhong" 1 1. If you teach your eyes no hatred, you won't believe that there are hoary heads in the world. -Xin Qiji's Partridge Sky 12. Remember that your heart is like the Xijiang River, which keeps flowing eastward day and night.

-Yu 13 "Caring about Jiangling", I miss you like a candle, and I am heartbroken with tears. -Chen Shu's "From Jun" 14. It's Mei. When you passed my silk window, Han Mei didn't open it.

-Wang Wei's Three Miscellaneous Poems 15. He is infatuated with love, and there is no place in the world where he misses it. -Kuang Zhouyi's "Reducing the Word Huanxisha" 16. After parting, I remember meeting you and having a few dreams with you.

-Yan's "Partridge Sky Trilogy 1" 17, there are people outside the shadow, how can we live together and not die? -Chen Hengke's Portrait of the Spring Festival 18 I only hope that your heart is the same as mine and you won't miss it. -Li Zhiyi's "Bu Operator" 19, I am like Xu Shanlong in my eyes and Lang is like a stone Buddha.

-Zhu Yizun's "Yuanyang Lake Acura" 20, but the inch of long grass is a little affectionate, and it is rewarded with three chunhui! -Meng Jiao's "Wandering Sons" 2 1, a piece of paper is not heavy, and thousands of people are sad. -Chen Pengjie "send two more songs" 22. Thousands of dollars to buy each other is like a blessing. Who complains about this situation?

-Xin Qiji "Fishing" 23. Acacia says acacia, and Shiro hates Mandy. -Liang Qichao's "Zhi Zhu Ci in Taiwan Province" 24. Sadness is not sad, sadness is sad, and joy is new.

-Nine songs of Chu Ci "Think Less about Life" 25. Love is hard to fight when it is not old. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.

-Zhang Xian "Millennium" 26, tears can end, words are hard to send. -Chen Duansheng's "Send Out" 27, and a moment that should last forever, unconsciously came and went.

-Li Shangyin's "Jinse" 28, poor and uncertain, still dreaming of spring. -Chen Tao "A Chinese Odyssey" 29. Who is lonely complaining?

Foreword is always faint. -Liu Yong's "Night Music" 30. The belt is getting wider and wider, and I don't regret it.

-Liu Yong's "Wu Fengqi" 3 1, bonuses are easy to decline like Lang Yi, and water is infinite like sorrow. -Liu Yuxi's "Four Poems on Zhuzhi" 32. Alone at the bottom of the river, the moonlight is as blurred as water.

-Zhao Wei's "The Feeling of Jiang Lou" 33. The beast furnace sinks hookah, and the green marsh flowers write the biography of acacia line by line. -Zhang Kejiu "Sai Qiu Hong" 34, if you ask how much leisure? Yichuan tobacco, city wind, plum yellow rain.

-He Zhu "Hengtang Road" 35. Where is the hometown, don't go back until you are drunk. -Li Qingzhao, "Bodhisattva Man, the wind is soft, spring is still early" 36, endure a thousand dollars to laugh? After all, lovesickness is better than meeting.

-Shao Ruipeng's "The Recent Flowers" 37. I know that this kind of love will not have any results, but it can comfort my soul! . -Li Shangyin's Untitled Six Trilogy' 38. Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more.

-Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems" 39. Fish Shen Yan traveled all over the world and began to believe that the world was separated. -Dai Shulun's "Love Song" 40. It is easier to see when you are away.

The running water is gone. -Li Yu's "Sand Waves Clap Rain outside the Curtain" 4 1. I don't know if my soul is broken, but my dream is with me.

My love, except the moon in the sky, who knows? -Wei Zhuang's "Two Female Champions" 42. People enter the river like the wind, and feelings like rain.

-Zhou Bangyan's "Jade Tower Spring" 43. After people return to geese, they think about flowers before. -Xue Daoheng, "Every day someone is homesick" 44. In the past, I am gone, and the willows are reluctant.

The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry. -The Book of Songs Xiaoya Cai Wei 45 This is a kind of sorrow that all mankind must know, but it is not as people who have been poor together know.

-Yuan Zhen's "Send Three Sad Hearts" 46. Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing. -Ouyang Xiu's "Two Liang Zhu Poems" 47. The bright moon is neither bitter nor bitter, and it leans towards the morning.

-Yan Shu's Magpie Tread 48. When will Acacia meet? At this point, the night is awkward. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words" 49. Humayi is in the north wind and birds are flying in the south.

-Nineteen ancient poems, "Walking and Walking Again" 50. Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. What's more, it is a cold autumn festival.

-Liu Yong's "Lin Yuling" 5 1, there is a beautiful woman, I can't forget it, I don't see it for a day, I feel crazy. -anonymous "Qin Huang ge" 52. I know I've been in love for a long time, and the sound of the river embarrassed me.

-Li Shangyin's "Late Autumn Walking Alone in Qujiang" 53. How we wish to fly in the sky, two birds are one, growing on the ground, and one tree has two branches ...-Bai Juyi's "Song of Eternal Sorrow" 54. Being husband and wife, there is no doubt about love.

-Su Wu "married" 55. If you want to send a colored note and a ruler, you can know where it is. -Yan Shu "Magpie Tread" 56. I advise you to drink one more glass of wine and go out for no reason.

-Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Twenty Shi An Xi" 57. We met for the last time in the flowers, and we parted in the flowers. It has been a year since it bloomed today. -Wei, "To My Friends and" 58. People are sentimental and thin, but now they are not sentimental.

-Nalan Xingde's "Chuan Huan Xi Sha" 59. Candles have a heart to say goodbye and cry for others until dawn. -Du Mu's "Farewell" 60. It is almost as difficult for friends to meet each other as the stars in the morning and evening.

-Du Fu's "Eight Guards for Chu Shi" 6 1, the bright moon building rests alone, and the wine turns into tears. -Fan Zhongyan's Su Curtain Covering' 62. The distance is endless, like spring water.

-Ouyang Xiu "Walking on Shakespeare" 63. Affectionate is just a matter of spring court, or leaving people. -Zhang Mi "Give away" 64. A stranger in a foreign land misses his relatives on holidays.

-Wang Wei "I miss my brothers in Shandong on vacation in the mountains" 65. Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei. -Yan "Two Poems of Linjiang Fairy" 66. Acacia night plum blossom, suddenly suspected to be a gentleman by the window.

-Lutong "Thinking" 67. Resentment is like spring grass, and it still exists. -Li Zhi's "Qingping Music, No Spring Half" 68. There should be no hate, when will it grow into a circle.

-Su Shi's "Water Tune" 69. Acacia is based on no words. Don't waste your tears on flowers. —。

8. What are the tears that express sadness in sad ancient poems? Do you want to spend it without talking and fly over the swing?

Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.

There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind. The wind has stopped the dust, the fragrant flowers have blossomed, and I am tired of combing my hair at night.

Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first. Mo Tao doesn't forget me, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice. I don't regret widening my belt.

It's worth getting tired for my coquetry. Looking around, lonely and sad.

Holding hands and looking at each other with tears, I was speechless and choked up. I thought about it. It's a thousand miles away, and dusk is heavy. Lonely boudoir, one inch sad and tender.

Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain. Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward.

This poem comes from Ouyang Xiu's "Butterfly Lovers", which means asking the fallen flower to know my heart with tears. Falling flowers are silent and chaotic, flying out of the swing bit by bit. This poem comes from a plum cut by Li Qingzhao, which means that the flowers never stop falling and the river never stops flowing. There is no way to stop the yearning for the beloved (such as falling out of the water), but it is the same feeling in the hearts of two people who can't meet each other. This feeling can't be removed, but it disappears from the face and rises from the heart.

This poem comes from Li Qingzhao's Wuling Spring, which means that the wind has stopped, the dust smells of flowers, the flowers have withered, and the sun has risen, but I am too lazy to dress up. The scenery remains the same, the personnel have changed, and everything is over.

I wanted to pour out my feelings, but before I could speak, tears came down first. This poem comes from Li Qingzhao's Drunken Flowers, which means how can this place not be sad? The west wind blew, and the curtains rolled in, looking thin and pitiful because of acacia.

This poem comes from Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip, which means another kind of sadness breeds secretly; At this time, it is more touching than the sound. This poem comes from Liu Yong's Dead Hua Lian, which means that people have lost weight and their clothes are getting looser and looser. I have never regretted it. I'd rather look haggard in memory of her.

This poem comes from Li Qingzhao's "The Sound is Slow", which means I looked everywhere, but I didn't find you after all. Only the room was empty, leaving me alone. The poem comes from Liu Yong's Rain Bell, which tells that a person puts another person's hand in his own. When looking at each other, his eyes are dancing, but he is choked with tears.

Thinking about moving away from home, the smoke is vast, Wan Li is far away, and the heavy twilight is full of the southern sky, which is endless. This poem comes from Li Qingzhao's "touch the lips and think in the boudoir", which means that in late spring, endless loneliness in the boudoir comes like a flood, but this inch of immature heart has to accommodate countless sorrows. This poem comes from Li Yu's Yu Meiren, which means to ask how much sorrow and trouble you have, just like the spring water flowing in Jiang Xiangdong.