Classical poems and famous sentences describing sadness

In the past, the sea was difficult for water, and it was always amber. Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be.

Why heartbroken is more sunset, eyes are hurt. -Liao Shimei's "Candle Shadow Shakes Red, Title Anlu Floating Cloud Building"

Turning around, a wisp of Leng Xiang was far away, the snow was deep and the smile was shallow. You can fight me in the afterlife, but I hope.

Listen to the string and break 3 thousand infatuation. Falling flowers, forgetting, once the wind rippled. If the flower is pitiful, it will fall on whose fingertips.

Fate comes and goes like water, and where does it go after separation and reunion?

You were born before I was born, and I was old when I was born.

Looking at the sun and the moon that day, there was silence; Green mountains and green waters, stretching from generation to generation; Just like in my heart, you never left, never changed.

Old vines, faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, old thin horses, sunset, heartbroken people on the horizon!

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

Give your tears back to your pearl, and hate not meeting before marriage!

Worried about the damage to moths, draw a picture every day. -Shi Dazu's Shuang Shuang Yan Yongyan

, dark teach sorrow loss lancheng, poor every night. -Zhang Yan's "The Last Seven Stages of Qingping Music"

Hand in hand, mountains and rivers, smiling for you.

There are infinite painters in the world, and sorrow can't be painted.

, the Tao is tears. -He Zhu's "Bang Sheng Qi Anvil Ming"

The long street is full of fireworks. You look back with the light, the pavilion is short and the world of mortals is rolling. I sigh Xiao again.

Whitehead is fame, old mountain is old, which hinders the return journey. I want to talk to Yao Qin. There are few confidants, who will listen to the broken string?

As beautiful as flowers and pure as jade, I can go back to the past, but I can't go back to the beginning.

Anyone who hears it will sigh, and it will fill a vagrant's eyes with homesick tears ... —— Li Wei's Listening to the Reed Flute in Anwan Mountain.

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

Ask yourself how much sadness you can have, just like a river flowing eastward.

Looking around, very lonely and painful.

There is nothing I can do to eliminate this situation, but I frown to my heart.

Life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance.

Shorten each term, live and die together. The website in spring will follow this blank soil. Today I laugh at Yi. Who will give it to me next year? The bleak Shouchun Building proves the fruit of nirvana.

Although vegetation is ruthless, it can survive on its basis. -Li Bai's Grass on the Tree

The deep courtyard is locked at dusk, and there are bursts of banana rain. -Ouyang Xiu's "Born Chess Player, Shame and All Cui Can"

In the field of Tanabata, the hotel is affordable and worry-free. -Meng Haoran's Tanabata in a Foreign Land

Fate is over, and feelings are hard to stop. There are cliffs and endless thoughts.

Competing for flowers every year. -Yan, "Partridge Day, Keep Lotus Blooming, Walk Together"

Grief over the ages, a bright moon in Qinhuai! . -Sadula's The Second Dongpo Rhyme of Niannujiao Deng Shi Town.

Tears in my eyes, tears in my blood. -Xiangzi's Qin Louyue Fang Fischer

I feel sorry for myself, things are wrong, people are wrong, everything is wrong, and the past cannot be traced.

The only way is not to hurt the spirit, the blue is wet. -Nalan Xingde's "Bodhisattva Man, Drinking in the New Cold, Knocking on the Window Rain"

My pillow and mat are the lost clouds in which I once lived.

Ask what is there in the world, and teach people to commit themselves to life and death.

After dusk, Dongli wine is fragrant.

Love is love, love is love, and the dream is long.

Alone, I want to embrace spring, and I'm worried about Guan Yu's Cao Fang Road. -Wei Zhuang's "Magnolia, Alone in the Small Building, Twilight in Spring"

Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.

Ten years of life and death, I forgot without thinking!

The volume is full of melancholy, and Su E is fresh at night. -Wu Wenying's "Point crimson lips, try the lights at night"

My clothes are getting wider and wider, and I don't regret it because of Iraq.

The fate of meeting is like water, just for a word, waiting for the next meeting.

Looking for it, it's cold and gloomy.

Life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance.

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

When there is poverty in the corner of the world, there is only endless acacia.

Looking back on Qin Huangxue's love in those days, how sad does it look?

Looking at Belo City, I am very sad. -Cao Cao's Autumn Building

This time, for the first time in the world, there was no parallel knife, which cut off the sad mark in my heart. -Huang Xiaomai's "Qingming Near Xiangchun jathyapple"

A few days of spring is gratifying, and a few nights of spring rain are worrying. -Gao's "Bufu Fanxi Lake Living Room Yin Zhai"

In the past, the sea was difficult for water, and it was always amber. The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.

On this day last year, in this door, people's faces and peaches set each other off.

Affectionate feelings have hurt each other since ancient times, which is even worse than the cold and autumn festival.

Teach people how not to get hurt. -Liu Guo "Liu Zaoqing, send Lu Meipo"

If two people have a long-term relationship, is it a matter of time?

After a fleeting dream, I went back to Qushui to watch the fireworks bloom into a full moon.

Spring is as old as ever. People are empty and thin. Tears flooded her face.

But I remember an Shi's romantic life, Dongshan's dying, and tears falling on the Zheng. -Xin Qiji's Nian Nujiao Deng Health Pavilion is history. 》

Hate is not born at the wrong time, but is good to you everywhere.

I am young, and I am young.

The actor lived a picturesque life.

Tomorrow is near Chang 'an, and guests are worried. -Nalan Xingde's "Bodhisattva Man, it's been winter and a half in the daytime"

Never look back, why not? Since there is no chance, there is no need to call names. Today, everything is like water. Tomorrow night, you will be a stranger.

In the sunset, no one is loose, and the ghost fire is high and low. -Sadula's The Second Dongpo Rhyme of Niannujiao Deng Shi Town.

, beautiful and charming face Ying Ying stood, speechless with tears, heartbroken struggled to endure the review. -Liu Yong's "Lotus Picking Order, Yuehua Harvest"

How can we avoid the sadness and hate in life and what is the limit of solitude!

A few sighs, generations of joys and sorrows, ridiculous, my life is not up to me.

But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords, sadness comes back, although we drown them with wine.

20 years old, sad. Who missed Yutong, who was old and peaceful, enjoyed it and didn't cherish the golden cup? -Cai Ting "Xi Qian Ying first frost Xiao"

Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.

Pear flower courtyard melts the moon, and catkin pond has a faint wind.

Whitehead is fame, old mountain is old, which hinders the return journey. I want to talk to Yao Qin. There are few confidants, who will listen to the broken string?

Phoenix withered willow sad, yellow flower dew deep smile. -Yan's "Partridge Day, Nine Days of Sad Autumn"

* * * Sleep in the boat and listen to the autumn rain, which is light and cold.

The flowers are dying, the wind is unbearable, the curtains are hanging late and heavy work, and the moss is red. -Sun Guangxian's "Huanxisha, the flowers are sparse and can't stand the wind"

At night, the dim lights are vague and the songs are euphemistic.

We hope to fly in the sky, two birds grow together on the ground with one wing, two branches of a tree. ..

The fate of dust has always been like water, and there are few tears. Why not be affectionate and hurt yourself for life?

I don't know how to get rid of my hatred, but Su E should believe that she won't leave her sadness. -Wang Qi's "Looking at Jiangnan, the Moon in Jiangnan"

Wherever I turn my face, there are trembling birds and withered grass. -Si Kongshu's "To a Friend" was bound to go north after the rebellion

No one asked about the peaches and plums in the deep palace. I used to love Yuyan but now I hate myself. -Yuan Haowen's "Yulouchun, Jingsha Hunting Wind Array"

When people are away, the geese return empty. This is a negative moment.

Look at me in the ancient moonlight. I played the flute on the plum blossom to wake up the jade people. Whether it is cold or crawling, I forget that I am old now. It's strange, but the flowers are sparse outside the bamboo, and when you sit in Yaojiang country, the spring is chilly. I was lonely, sighed and sent away. I cried at the beginning of the night snow, and the red calyx was speechless. I always remember that I worked hand in hand, and a thousand trees crushed the plum lake, and I blew it out piece by piece. What time?

Don't worry at midnight. -Li He's Tanabata

Who forgets first, dumping the country is the old country. I refuse to play. Shadows are amazing.

Undead, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

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

Now, it's raining, bees are worried about butterflies, and small windows are idle for banana exhibitions. -Lv Wei's "Brothel Spring Festival Evening"

If two people have a long-term relationship, is it a matter of time?

Since ancient times, I have been full of passion and hatred, and this endless sadness will last forever.

The crimson wax is accompanied by tears, and Wu silkworm is lingering. -Yan "Broken Fighter Liu Xia Shengge Courtyard"

There is nothing I can do to eliminate this situation, but I frown to my heart.

It seems that this star is not last night. Who is the wind and dew standing in the middle of the night?

How can we avoid the sadness and hate in life and what is the limit of solitude!

Ten years of life and death, forget without thinking. 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. At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.

Apricot flowers have nowhere to hide from spring worries, and they are still smoking in the wild. -Han Yuanji's "Many things are grinded, thinking about the banquet in Beijing to teach music"

But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords, sadness comes back, although we drown them with wine.

Ten years of life and death, I don't think about it, I am unforgettable, I am alone in the grave, and there is nowhere to be sad.

Lights and stars, sounds and songs are endless.

Always born in a casual year. Look back at the other side. Even if it is found that the situation is longer.

Who scattered the smoke, who scattered the vertical and horizontal ties.

The fallen petal intentionally follows the flowing water, and the flowing water has no beloved fallen petal.

Zheng Jiang makes me hate parting, and Yu Xin is very sad. -Liu Chenweng's "Warrior Lanling Soldiers Send Spring"

Shorten each term, live and die together. The website in spring will follow this blank soil. Today I laugh at Yi. Who will give it to me next year? The bleak Shouchun Building proves the fruit of nirvana.

The fallen petal intentionally follows the flowing water, and the flowing water has no beloved fallen petal.

If life is just like the first time, being a Taoist is not the same.

When there is poverty in the corner of the world, there is only endless acacia.

All the troubles of the guests have been reduced, so why not give up? -Du Fu's After Traveling

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

It hurts my heart to disappear suddenly. -The first part of Cao Zhi's Six Miscellaneous Poems

Since ancient times, when this endless sadness continues forever, I am full of enthusiasm and don't hate.

Ten years of life and death, forget without thinking. 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. At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.

Pear flower courtyard melts the moon, and catkin pond has a faint wind.

Who finally broke the string, the flower fell on the shoulder, confused.

Old vine, old tree, faint crow, small bridge, flowing water, old road, west wind, thin horse, sunset, heartbroken person!

Fate is over, and feelings are hard to stop. There are cliffs and endless thoughts.

My clothes are getting wider and wider, and I don't regret it because of Iraq.

Step by step, there is no return to the end of the world.

I'm afraid of singing and dancing. -Lu You's "Chaozhong Wrong Wear Tande Call"

Rushed into tears, stunned by lonely dreams, picked up deep branches and flew away. -Lu You's "Queqiao Fairy, Smelling Du Fu Every Night"

Fate is like water, and feelings are scattered and gathered.

Jiang Ting's leisure time is comparable to high-level meetings, and he is drunk and cynical. -Bian Gong's "Watching the Game in the Afternoon"

Without saying a word, there is a deep pool. After several times, I was worried about the shipwreck and returned to the sail. -Xue's "Huanxisha Hung Hom Crossing the Autumn Rain"

There is a tiger in my heart, smelling the roses. After the feast, I was in tears.

Ask what's going on in the world and teach people to commit themselves to life and death.

Still water, singing; Three lives are sunny and round, one sad and one happy.

Pull away from the east wind and pour wine into the air: melting duckweed is also a worry, not going to the end of the world. -Jiang Chunlin's "Buji Swallow Never Came"

Dark clouds cover the moon, people can't see anywhere, and they can't tell how lonely they are.

The vast land is broken with a sword, and the bustling songs fall where. Leaning against the clouds hides loneliness, even if others laugh at me.

Undead, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

Send a song to you, don't ask people at the end of the song to get together.

There used to be tall buildings that sang at night and had dancing sleeves on them.

You are a rock and I am a reed.

The eyebrows have long known the taste of sorrow, and the shyness has not been solved. -Huang Gongdu's "Bodhisattva crossing the river, Mei Jian knows the taste of sorrow"

If you drink a cup, you will get drunk, and if you drink snow, you will be at a loss for another year.

Change your life with my three fireworks.

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

I moved, my soul flew, suddenly started up, long.

, Cui moth gently gathered meaning thoughtfully, touched the lapel, this in the mind no one knows. -Sun Guangxian's "Jiang Chuan Falling Flowers"

People don't know where to go, but peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.

Spring goes and spring comes, beauty is old, flowers fall and people die.

There are trees on the mountain and branches on the wood. I don't know whether I like you or not.

Ask yourself how much sadness you can have, just like a river flowing eastward.

Heroes have been lonely since ancient times, and fate is hard to help people. Flowers bloom and people disappear.

Thousands of miles away, February and March, people are sad -Ouyang Xiu's Youth Journey, Twelve Alone in Spring

Looking back, Qin Huangxue courted, how much sorrow.

Love is love, love is love, and the dream is long.

Watching you leave, but not staying.

Affection hurts parting since ancient times, and it is even more worthy of snubbing the autumn festival.

Heroes have been lonely since ancient times, and fate is hard to help people. Flowers bloom and people disappear.

After dusk, Dongli wine is fragrant.

Fei Ming stayed in his eyebrows, and the mountains were endless. -Yuan Haowen's "Yulouchun, Jingsha Hunting Wind Array"

It is only because of your feeling of looking back that I miss your morning and evening.

Love is hard to fight when it is not old. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.

A leaf, a sound, the empty steps fall to a bright place.

Never tire of seeing it, but Jingting Mountain.

Let him know everything and smile for you.

Take some pictures of me in the ancient moonlight. Mei plays the flute to arouse jade people, regardless of cold climbing. He Xun is old now and has forgotten. But strangely enough, the flowers outside the bamboo are sparse, and the spring cold enters the Yao mat. Jiangguo is silent. Sighed away, the snow began to accumulate at night. Cui Zunyi cried, and the red calyx was silent and nostalgic. I will always remember that I have joined hands and thousands of trees are pressing. Humei Lake was cold in You Lan, and a part of the lake was blown away. When can I see it?

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Yu Meiren, when is the spring flower and the autumn moon _ a poem describing sadness.

Author: Li Yu

When is the moon in spring and autumn? How much do you know about the past? The small building was easterly again last night, and the old country could not bear to look back on the moon. Carved fences and jade bricks should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed them. How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward.

Leyou Garden Scenic Area/Leyou Tomb _ Lyrics

Author: Li Shangyin

In the evening, I was unhappy and drove to Gu. Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk.

A night-mooring near maple bridge/Ye Bofeng Jiang _ Lyrics

Author: Zhang Ji

Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river. In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.

Xie Tiao Villa, Xuanzhou, Farewell Minister Shu Yun _ Chanting Poems

Author: Li Bai

Since yesterday, I have to leave Bolt and me behind. It hurts my heart even more today. Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine. The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In Tianyuan, I grew up beside you, Xiao Xie. We are all lofty distant thoughts, longing for the sky and the bright moon. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows. Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.

Wang Chun _ A poem describing sadness

Author: Du Fu

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. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.

Jinse-a poem describing sadness

Author: 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? Before I knew it, it had come and gone.

Huanxisha has always been young and limited _ a poem describing sadness

Author: Yan Shu

I have always been young and limited. Waiting to leave is easy to be ecstatic. Don't speak frequently at banquets and songs. Mountains and rivers are far away, and falling flowers and wind and rain hurt spring even more. It is better to pity the present.

Autumn night will break at the hedge door to meet the cold. Two poems describing sadness.

Author: Lu You

3. East of Wan Li River flows into the sea, reaching a height of 5,000 meters. The adherents wept in the dust and looked south to Julian Waghann for another year.

Write a poem _ a poem describing sadness

Author: Jia Dao

I pondered these two poems for three years and began to read two lines of tears when I first read them. If I don't appreciate these two poems, I have to go back to my hometown where I used to live and sleep soundly in the rustling autumn wind.

Untitled time was long before I met her, but even longer after we parted _ a poem describing sadness.

Author: Li Shangyin

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 drain the wick every night. 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! .