A sad poem about missing (a sad poem about missing)

1. Sad poem, when did you know that you missed acacia? At this point, the night is awkward. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"

There is a kind of beauty that you can't forget when you see it. I haven't seen you for a day, and I want to be crazy. -Anonymous "Feng Qiu Qin Huang Ge"

This time I left you, it was the wind, the rain and the night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends. -Zheng Chouyu's Farewell

When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"

Sorrow and parting should be the same, at most, there is no clear resentment between months. -"The Mermaid" by Nalan Xingde

How can we be heartless if we don't see each other? -Sima Guang's "Xijiang Moon"

The sky is not old, and the love is hard to break. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it. -Zhang Xian's "Chitose"

Like this star is not last night, for whom the wind and dew stand in the middle of the night. -Huang Jingren's Two Poems of Love.

Although fully aware of lovesickness, there is no good health; I am infatuated with it to the end and fall in love for life. -Li Shangyin's Untitled Six Third Songs

I know I've been in love for a long time, and I'm disappointed with the sound of the river in Wangjiangtou. -Li Shangyin's Walking Alone in Qujiang in Late Autumn

A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. -Li Shangyin's "Jinse"

How many lovesickness one-night stands are there? The ends of the earth are not long. -Zhang's Swallow House

The beast furnace sinks hookah, and pieces of green marsh flowers write the biography of acacia. -Zhang Kejiu's Sai Qiu Hong

After birth, there will be no acacia, only acacia, and then acacia. -Xu Zaisi's "Gui Gui Ling"

There is no arrangement in the world for an inch of acacia. -Li Guan's "Dead Hua Lian"

The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever. -Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

Repeated tears seal the word, and life is only difficult to die. -Wen, "The Recent Flowers"

He is infatuated with love, and there is no place in the world where he misses it. -Kuang Zhouyi's "Reducing the Word Huanxisha"

Ah, there is love in life, and love is in the depths of madness. This is not irrelevant to hate-the wind overhead, the moon in the sky. -Ouyang Xiu's Lou Yuchun

A thousand daughters buy each other like gifts. Who can complain about this situation? -Xin Qiji's "Fishing"

Buttonwood tree, it is raining in the middle of the night, and the hobby that never leaves is bitter. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light. -Wen, "More Leaking Three Third Songs"

Who can complain about loneliness? Foreword is always faint. -Liu Yong's Happy Day and Night

Shen Yan, a fish, traveled around the world and began to believe in the separation of human beings. -Dai Shulun's acacia.

For my heart, for your heart, we will know each other and remember each other deeply. -Gu Zhen's Confessions

Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night. -Yu's Sorrow and Hope in Jiangling

Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? . -Li Shangyin's Six Untitled Poems (No.6)

Linglong dice Ann Monkey Bean, do you know how much you miss it? -under the writing.

Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time. -Yan Shu's Lou Yuchun

People enter the river like the wind, and love enters the river and rain. -Zhou Bangyan's Lou Yuchun

Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate, and it also shines on the courtyard flowers for the people. -Zhang Mi "The Sender"

The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears. -Fan Zhongyan's Su Muzhe

A piece of paper and a half have no weight, and thousands of people can bear sorrow. -Sister Chen Pengjie's "Send Two Songs Outside"

Ruthless people understand the sufferings of affectionate people, and the melancholy of one inch of acacia has become thousands of strands. -Yan Shu's Lou Yuchun

2. Acacia sad poem The saddest acacia poem.

1, how many lovesickness one-night stands, the ends of the earth are not long.

2, wash and dress, relying on Wangjianglou alone.

3, the heart is like a pine and cypress.

I know this love will not have any result, but it can comfort my soul! .

5, people feel sentimental and thin, but now they are really not sentimental.

6. We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree. ..

7, Xiao Xuan window, grooming, nothing to care about, only a thousand lines of tears.

8. When will Acacia meet? At this point, the night is awkward.

9. The sigh has never stopped since we said goodbye. Huang Bei and Chunsheng worked hard to grow up together.

10, I can't sleep every night, the moon is burning. I want to cheer, but I should make a promise in the air.

1 1, autumn wind enters the window, flying high, looking up at the bright moon.

12, there is a beautiful woman that I can't forget. I haven't seen her for a day and I feel crazy.

13, I wish I were like a star, like the moon, shining every night.

3. Poems about sadness, heartache, sadness and missing are sad.

Luo Yin who blames herself.

A person has a chance to sing, otherwise, it is stopped, and sadness and hatred are completely ignored. If you get drunk today, you will worry about your troubles tomorrow.

Mrs. Hua Rui, the poem of national subjugation

The flag was hung on the city, and my concubine learned it in the palace?

One hundred and forty thousand people were disarmed, and none of them were men!

Dongping tielishi island

You know concubines have husbands,

Give me two pearls.

I cann't get rid of it,

Tie the red one.

My tall building rises from the garden,

A lover is holding a halberd in the bright light.

Knowing that your heart is like the sun and the moon,

The husband vowed to live and die together.

Tears fall on your pearls,

Hate not to meet and not to marry.

Water Fairy Zhang Xian

Mix the water several times and listen to the wine.

Woke up at noon drunk and worried.

When will Chunchun be sent back? Night in front of the mirror.

A sad scene. In the latter part of the past, this province was empty.

On the beach and on the pond.

Clouds break the moon and flowers make a shadow.

Heavy curtains cover the lights and the wind is uncertain.

At first people were quiet. Tomorrow's sunset should be complete.

Korea's heart has been thinking about Bai Juyi.

Leng Yue's heavy bridal chamber is quiet, and buttonwood trees are shadowed outside the real pearl curtain.

Autumn frost wants to be a prophet, and the tailor's scissors at the bottom of the lamp are cold.

feel regret

Gugu Chen Tian Sanpin

Dongfeng was angry last night. Xiao Lai is hesitant to sweep away the remnants of English. Semi-sour plum branches are too heavy to spend on the ground.

It is easy to feel, and tears come first. Yu Qiuxiang is colder and sadder. Things as far as grass, hate is better than Ran Ran clouds.

Green pearl striped Joe

The golden valley of the stone family rings again, and the pearl buys elegance. This is a sad day and a lovely day. It's never difficult for you to live in a boudoir. You can sing and dance for people to see. Prosperity and arrogance are not unreasonable, and arrogance and power are cross-related. I can't bear to leave you, but I hide my face in vain. High-rise buildings are separated for a hundred years, and once they are beautiful.

Wu Ye physical language

The flowers in the forest have withered in spring. Too hasty. I often hate the wind blowing on cold rainy nights. Cochineal tears. Get people drunk. When does it weigh? Naturally, people hate water when they grow up.

Jueshi Niuhu Road Xiaoshenyang

This has been a dream for 50 years, but now it's time to give up. In the future, the water will overflow with dragons, and cigarettes will be regarded as backs.

Poor girl Qin Taoyu.

Living under a thatched cottage and never wearing fragrant silk, she is eager to arrange a marriage, but how dare she? .

Who would know that her simple face is the cutest? * * * Poor people dress frugally in this era.

How dare you flatter your fingers, but she can't compete with painting eyebrows.

Year after year, she sewed gold thread for other girls in the bridal gown.

worried

Farewell to Xue Hua (Farewell to Xue Hua in autumn) and Wang Bo.

There are many difficult roads ahead, and only one person found his way in a hurry.

On the way of thousands of miles of frustration, lonely cold will destroy life, but a hundred years of body.

Thoughts are wandering and life is short.

Go or stay, it will be another person in the dream.

The young mermaid Yu Ting Jie Jiang.

Listening to the rain song upstairs, the red candle is faint.

Listen to the rain on the boat when you are in the prime of life; The river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are called the west wind.

Now listening to the rain monk Lu, there are stars on his temples.

Sorrow and joy are always ruthless;

Before the next step, drop by drop until dawn.

Both Partridge Sky and Human Rhyme were given to Xin Qiji.

The east wind roams when it sweats. How sad after seeing him sing? Things are like spring grass and people are like clouds.

Eyebrows gather and eyes flow. Ten years of bad luck in Yangzhou. Ming dynasty dream blouse, only painted southwest buildings.

Ugly slave Xin Qiji Shuboshan Road Middle Wall

Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the floor. Fall in love with the floor and worry about adding new words.

Now that I know what it's like to worry, I want to talk about it. I want to say I'd better have a rest, but I said it's cold and autumn.

teacher

Autumn is near in the sky, and the moon is clear on the ground. When you enter the river, the toad will live forever.

Just remembering Dan Xin's pain can increase the value of the invention. If you know the land like the back of your hand, don't follow the western camp of the country.

miss

Like a dream, it rained suddenly and the wind blew last night, Li Qingzhao.

The rain stopped suddenly last night. Deep sleep won't leave a hangover. Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there. You know what? You know what? Red should wither and green must grow?

Partridge sky, colorful sleeves, humble jade bell, Yan Dao Ji.

The first time I met you, in the crisp cup where I met you for the first time, it was so gentle, beautiful and affectionate that my face flushed when I took a sip. We danced and sang heartily, exhausted, and shook the peach fan feebly, from the late-night dance of Liushao Moon until the roof outside the house fell in the middle of the night. Since that parting, I have always missed that beautiful meeting and hugged you in my dream many times. Tonight, I look at you with a silver lamp, but I'm afraid this meeting is in my dream.

On the twentieth day of the first month, Pan Guoer was born in the suburbs looking for spring. Last year, he went to Queenstown on the same day and wrote poems with Su Shi to rhyme.

The east wind refuses to enter the east gate, and the horse is still looking for spring.

People are like Qiu Hong, and things are like spring dreams.

Jiangcheng three cups of white wine, wild old pale face a warm smile.

I make an appointment with this meeting every year, and I don't need to be endowed with evocation.

Yan first saw it on the grass-fighting steps in front of Linjiang Fairy.

When you and your partner play games on the steps, we will meet first, and when you and your female friend are upstairs, we will meet again. The girls are playing games in the competition. I saw you on the grass in front of the rank, like other girls, your clothes were covered with dew, and your hair was swaying in the breeze. I was deeply impressed by that lively and beautiful mood.

The other is the seventh festival, and girls must have needles at night. I hate Jin Pingkong when I'm sober. Unexpectedly, by the end of the year, Iraqis were like dark clouds, and I didn't know where they had gone.

Xiao Chun Yuan Zhen

Half eager for dawn, half ignorant,

Get drunk, smell the flowers, sleep and smell the warblers.

Yan Zi rang the bell,

Twenty years ago, Xiao Temple fell in love.

4. What are the poems that express sad thoughts? 1. Tang Shangyin's Third Untitled Poem Six: I know this love will not have any result, but it can soothe my soul! . Although I know that being addicted to acacia is not good for your health; I'm obsessed with it to the end, and I'm crazy all my life.

2. In the Northern Song Dynasty, Yan Shu's "Spring on the Jade Tower": Ruthless is not like affectionate, but an inch is still inextricably linked. A heartless human body will not feel the distress of an affectionate person, and an inch of acacia will become inextricably linked.

3. Yan Shu's "Two Songs of Qingping Music" in the Northern Song Dynasty: The swan goose is in the clouds and the fish is in the water. It's hard to send this feeling. Wild geese fly in the clouds and fish play in the water. This melancholy feeling is difficult to convey.

4. Tang Lulun's Farewell to Golden Brother: Wine travels thousands of miles, and the mountains send it to Xixiang Heart. When facing the glass, I have become a passer-by thousands of miles away from home, pinning my homesickness on the mountains.

5. Xu Yuan Jayce's "Laurel Order": If you don't miss life, you will miss life, and life will hurt you. I don't know how to miss you. I saw you, you left, and I began to miss you crazily, but I couldn't say what I liked and how sad I was. I miss you. I'm sick and addicted.

6. Qing Nalanxingde's Yu Meiren: After desolation, the two should be the same, at most, they are unclear and resentful. The two snuggled together, whispering and telling each other about their long-lost lovesickness.

7. At the end of the Tang Dynasty, Zhang Mi's "Sending People away": Only the spring court is affectionate, and leaving people is still a matter. Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate and shines in the courtyard away from people.

8. At the end of the Qing Dynasty, Zhou Yi's "Reduced Word Huanxisha": Born with infatuation, there is no place for lovesickness on earth. I will never be an infatuated person again in my next life. No one in this world can make me miss you.

9. Song Liqing took a photo of "The Moon is Full in the West Building": Flowers from Shui Piao to the water, one kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure, which can't be removed, only for frowning. Flowers drift, water floats. A kind of parting lovesickness affects two leisure worries. Ah, it can't be ruled out that this lovesickness, this sadness, has just disappeared from the frowning brow and is faintly entangled in my heart.

10, looking at the moon, thinking of a Tang Zhang Jiuling in the distance: the moon is full at sea, and the horizon is * * * at this time. A bright moon rises in the vast sea, and now you and I are facing each other at the ends of the earth.

5. Poems of sadness and missing are happiness and love, hurting,

Please keep this mark and enjoy the sadness.

Autumn wind and autumn rain make people sad and become memories.

Dongli combs her hair after dusk!

Three glasses and two glasses of light wine. But that's just a person's feeling after all. How can a person suffer from darkness? No one will see what is behind the fireworks. Who will understand how much joy there is in your story, and you will be reborn in the next life.

Fireworks bloom is temporary beauty. So what?

Life sometimes makes you feel gloomy, and it is the most elusive thing in life. Then, you won't be sad easily. Life is just a net.

I compare my heart to the bright moon, which shines on the clear canal. Angels are destined to belong to heaven and my heart is broken. Music is the best way for us to express our feelings. There is no way to eliminate this situation.

Go to the west building without words, silence is better than sound, cry alone, everything you met today 1 ancient poem: when you are alone, your heart is crying. Loneliness is only one person's sorrow, but it is everyone's pain.

Smoke brings dust to wine, which makes you cold, sad, happy or drunk, and leaves grudges with the wind.

Everyone has sadness, please remember, so we are still young, in short, sour sadness? When the geese fly, you only know beauty.

If someone hurts you? Looking out the window, looking for the vague warmth. Sadness, sadness, love to leave, the older people, the more they fly over the swing, the more injured they are on the pillow, the less sad they are. We all have our own pains that we don't want to share with others, and people can live so down and out.

Because of love, but I have no clue! Self-smile is the tranquilizer of the soul, a season of sadness and resentment, a few reminders of rain and flowers, and a person slowly changes.

Falling into deep sadness and hidden lament, love is a lonely practice! Hurt, sad, bitter. Because of love: white hair and three thousands of feet, I will still be crazy about you at any time, and I have two luxury. So I have to choose to hide! Really love him (her).

Make a name for yourself.

You know, this will also be a canoe. Very lonely. . Tears flow first, and anger is firmly trapped inside. Dark scars are hurt by sadness and cold by injury.

Teenagers don't know what it's like to worry. Who can pick it now? So please all the boys and girls in love ... decide what you see, people have dispersed, except your heartbeat and laughter, if someone fails you. The song doesn't end, but sometimes it will bring you happiness instead of sadness. If the sky is sentimental, there must be old fragrance, and love is like a special thing, which seems to be caught in life and has many worries.

Tears ask flowers without saying a word, just like a river flowing eastward. Memories are unstoppable tears! It dedicated the most beautiful side to the audience, never leaving, never leaving, the moon is like a hook, so everything is happy. Behind every kind of sadness, there are thousands of years, and sadness and people are scattered.

Flowers float in the water, but they die in their hearts. How can there be vicissitudes?

Lonely boudoir, choose a person to bear.

It breaks my heart to ask how much sorrow you can have.

He who sees through the world of mortals sees through love and turns sadness into a simple collection.

Spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease. Xichun. Not sad, not hurt, not painful, but an old acquaintance, helpless, dark fragrance sleeve. Do not die.

But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it off with a sword, loneliness is left to myself, but it is only a moment. Please put the sadness in the music bit by bit.

In this state of neither sadness nor happiness.

The wind stops the dust and the fragrant flowers are gone.

It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good. The chance that we once met, fell in love and were sad was one in six billion. Rowing in Shuangxi is afraid of getting hurt on the pillow, so I raise a glass to drown my sorrows. If I remember, I won't ask again. I am happy, but I am in my heart. My heart is soft and I am worried. Lonely phoenix tree stays in the hospital to lock the autumn. When I am indifferent! Keep peace of mind

Flowers bloom in one season. A kind of acacia, not lonely. If love comes again, we will miss it. Before the nightmare woke them up and forgot them, I saw all the Chang 'an flowers in one day. I was not drunk, so I was worried about giving new words, because love simply grows. How can you beat him before the song is over? Because love is there, you frown, smile and smile. That's because you love the tour guide and cherish him or her.

No one will suddenly feel sad for no reason! Go into their hearts and understand his or her mind.

Modern sentences, endless sadness.

Yellow flowers are piled all over the ground, and one season is full of sorrow and resentment. Flowers bloom in one season. Things that people can't do, sometimes make you very painful and won't be hurt by love again. A person's sadness turns into lovesick tears, and he can't move, smelling the fragrance, gradually forgetting, and can't stop thinking.

Wine makes people thinner than yellow flowers. It turns out that if you don't get drunk and don't return, you will have unforgettable memories and be sad for a long time. A gaunt loss

6. Poems of sadness and yearning, books of the spring heart, and even this bright flame of love, are there only ashes? ! -Li Shangyin Untitled A misty rain is blowing from the east

Who reads the west wind alone, rustling yellow leaves and closing the window, reminiscing about the past and setting the sun. -Na Lanxingde's "Huanxisha, who reads the west wind alone"

Around, the sound of the horn sounded, thousands of miles away, and the long smoke closed. -Fan Zhongyan's "The Fisherman's Pride Qiu Si"

People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention. -Wang Wei's "Acacia"

I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water. -Li Chi Ngai's operator, I live at the head of the Yangtze River.

Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time. -Yan Shu "Lou Yu Chunchun Hate"

When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him. -Zhang Ji "Qiu Si"

In spring, apricot blossoms blow all over the head. -Wei Zhuang's "Sidi Township Spring Tour"

Birds in cages are often attached to the forests of the past, and fish in ponds yearn for the abyss of the past. -Tao Yuanming's "Return to the Garden, Part I"

7. Poems about missing and some sad sentences are also acceptable. I like your silence, as if you have disappeared.

You listen to me from a distance, but my voice can't touch you.

It seems that your eyes have flown away, like a kiss, sealing your mouth.

When everything fills my soul,

You emerged from all things and filled my soul.

You are like my soul, a butterfly of dreams. You are like the word melancholy.

I like your silence, as if you had already left.

You sound like you're lamenting, a butterfly moaning like a dove.

You hear me from a distance, and my voice is not as good as yours;

Let me be silent in your silence.

Let me talk to you through your silence,

Your silence is as bright as a lamp and as simple as a ring.

You are like the night, with loneliness and stars.

Your silence is the silence of the stars, far away and bright.

I like your silence, as if you have disappeared.

Distant and sad, as if you were dead.

At that time, a word and a smile were enough.

I'll be happy because it's not true.