Sad poems of classical aesthetics?

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

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

Lights and stars, sounds and songs are endless.

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

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

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.

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.

Like this star is not last night, for whom the wind and dew stand in the middle of the night.

Ten years of life and death are two boundless, I don't think about it, I will never forget it, I am alone in a grave, and there is nowhere to talk.

Butterflies are beautiful. After all, butterflies can't fly across the sea.

Finally, the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River enveloped the whole world. After the glory of China, it was just a scene, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever.

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

1, change your life with my three fireworks.

2. I am young and energetic.

3, long streets, countless fireworks, you pick up the lights and look back.

Short pavilion is short, the world of mortals is rolling, and I sigh again.

4. Who finally broke the string and the flower fell on the shoulder, blurred.

5, how many beauties have been lost, how many pieces of acacia have been broken, and only the blood-stained ink is crying.

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

7. Let him know everything and smile at you.

8. Send a song to Jun, and don't invite people to get together at the end of the song.

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

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

1 1, there are trees on the mountain and branches on the wood. I don't know whether I like you or not.

12, whoever forgets the other party first, dumping the country is the old country. I refuse to play. Shadows are amazing.

13. There used to be a tall building that sang at night and had dancing sleeves on it.

14, when all the flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you.

15, in the spring, the beauty is old, and the flowers fall and everyone dies.

16, still water flowing deeply, singing loudly; Three lives are sunny and round, one sad and one happy.

17, lights and stars, sounds and songs are endless.

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

19, dark clouds cover the moon, people go to the empty building, and I can't tell how lonely I am.

20, this time I leave you, it is wind, rain, night;

You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends.

2 1, the sky is not old, and love is hard to break. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.

22. It seems that this star was not exposed for whom last night.

23, ten years of life and death, not thinking, unforgettable, thousands of miles away, nowhere to be sad.

24. Butterflies are beautiful. After all, butterflies can't fly across the sea.

25, finally covered the world for the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. After Hua Rong thanked him, it was just a scene, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever.

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

27. Mountains and rivers hold hands and smile for you.

28, a few sighs, generations of joys and sorrows, ridiculous, my life is up to me.

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

30, the fog dispersed, woke up, I finally saw the truth, that is, silent Qian Fan.

3 1, at both ends of life, we stand on the other side of each other.

32, the edge is like water, with a lot of dust, just for a word, waiting for the next encounter.

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.

34. Just let it be, mountains and rivers don't meet.

35. 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.

36, the heart is micro-moving, but far away, things are not right, people are not right, things are not right, and the past cannot be chased.

37. Perhaps it is the marriage in a previous life, or the fate in the next life. Seeing each other in this life only adds to the fruitless resentment.

38. Every year, one day goes by and autumn goes by. One generation urges the next generation to get together and leave, one is happy and one is sad, one is lying on the sofa, one is looking for a group of acquaintances in life and one is dreaming. He will know each other for a while, play for a while and sing for a while.

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

40. A kind of forbearance is actually a kind of strength, and a kind of silence is actually a shocking confession.

4 1, I just feel that your husband's comments make me miss your dynasty and dusk.

42. Raise a glass and get drunk, drink all the snow and be at a loss for another year.

43, turn around, a wisp of Leng Xiang is far away, the snow is deep, and the smile is shallow. Will you fight me in the afterlife?

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

45. The fate of dust has always been like water, and it is rare to shed tears. Why do you do your best? Don't be sentimental, love to hurt yourself.

47. Whoever should be robbed will become stubborn.

48. If you run wild, I will accompany you with wine in my life.

49. Life is as unusual as the first time.

50, the heart has a tiger, sniffing roses. After the feast, I was in tears.

The moon is pale and the wind is bleak, and an ancient pipa sours the attachment of this life. I miss you at night, and the moon is dripping and the night is full. The trace left by the slightest sound collides with my inner stupidity, and tears overflow my eyes, flowing wantonly, like a string of crying.

Thousands of feet's drinking makes him lovesick in the quiet night, so it's hard to wave a ray of affection. Fragments of the past, into a lifetime of sorrow. Unforgettable, long-lasting thoughts are torn into silk thread. I hate that I can't sleep at night, and my thoughts are scattered everywhere. I cut out a thin Leng Yue and remember it vividly, forming a continuous relationship.

Tonight; Walking in the moonlight, let the past fly and fall on every string, touching the sound like a complaint. Missing in the soft and broken arms pervades the night, turning into a low voice, lingering into a thin sadness, hiding in a corner of the night, full of faint sadness, and falling in a silent place.

Lonely stars are broken, dreams are broken, and clothes are cold. Yan in the mirror, looking through the curtains under the thin moon, is full of sad expectations. I always want to avoid those memories about you, return to the final peace, and make my heart calm and calm. However, at the moment of turning your head, you forgot the tenderness of the Millennium and planted an unforgettable injury for me in this life; If you are drunk, you will be drunk and have endless worries in this life. Inside and outside the volume, every word is engraved in my heart, but only one song sings the same story and fades into my heart.

Autumn water is long, and the sun is like blood. Looking back on the past, sadness and joy, laughing unparalleled, whispering dreams, light pity on the pillow, picturesque and like a dream. Your grace crossed my eyes, turned into a curtain dream, sprinkled on the soft moonlight night, gently evoking countless concerns; In the past, all kinds of feelings were soft, but they still fell on the eyebrows, tender and lingering, and fragrant; Gentle and full of poetry, released with the night, but left shallow tears on the face.

Forget when you are drunk, why bother; Pity the quiet night, the shadows are bleak. We have known each other for thousands of years and love each other in this life; If you can't move, you will have a lot of worries, and tears will flow first. On a young night, string your warm words together and fold them into Tang and Song Dynasties, laying a good foundation for tonight's writing. A kind of love can only be sent in a dream, and I, like a butterfly in a dream, dance in the slender moonlight, waiting for the dawn.

Dust flies, people go to the empty building, and the flowers in the dream fall for who? Looking forward to it, how much infatuation. Knead yourself into reincarnation, remembering, in the dream of meeting; Parting, among the tearful flowers; Heartbroken, at the pale fingertips; Fade, in an eternal dream. In the nightingale's sad sigh, let the delicate tenderness suffocate and become speechless in the night's poems. Let a cavity be full of lovesickness, floating in the wind; Any warm drizzle kisses the coolness on the lips; The cold moonlight reflected in the eyes, fragrant.

Night white gauze cream, dreams are lingering for thousands of times. In the cold fog and smoke, the flowers fall and wither. Full of acacia, flying with sad love words. Meeting, parting, suddenly like a dream. Like wind, like frost, like a dream. A tear fell on the rock, leaving a scar. Perhaps, parting is just a long journey in this life, and the gentleness of Sansheng Shishan is my concern in this life, with no regrets.

In this life, I follow the ancient legend and sprinkle withered petals for you in the tunnel of time. In the brief lingering of this life, string the most beautiful memories into melodious melodies, just to commemorate the most beautiful meeting when flowers bloom. And I, just forgotten in an eternal dream.

I want to know you and live a long life. There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, there is Lei Zhen in winter, and there is rain and snow in summer. Heaven and earth are in harmony, but they dare to break with you.

The so-called happiness, gorgeous emptiness.

3 1, at both ends of life, we stand on the other side of each other.

32. 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.

33. 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.

34, the heart is micro-moving, but far away, things are not right, people are not right, things are not right, and the past cannot be chased.

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

36. Just because I think you look back, I miss your morning and evening.

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

38, fame and fortune, I buried you all my life, exquisite country, ridiculous but no king's life.

39. The Phoenix that once played here, so that this place is named after them, failed to keep the appointment and waited all night. From then on, Wan Li cried.

40. Sighing the tears of a red face and the death of a hero, there are many sufferings in the world. Mountains and rivers are always silent, how can we be happy?

4 1, the night rain dyed the sky blue. Some people can create surprises without gestures.

42. You must remember that the rosewood didn't go out and I didn't leave.

43. Who sighs in the years?

44, Han Xiao boundless, holding the bustling sadness, bent his brow, destiny takes a hand, become a thing of the past.

45, the world of mortals began to make up, and the mountains and rivers were boundless. Facing the initial heart, smashing nightmares is impermanent, and life is unparalleled.

46, Jiangnan style, Tianshui is completed, Tianjiao is willing to violate the body.

47. If it is rough, there is no regret.

48. The past covered by years passed in a blink of an eye, throwing a touch of sadness in a hurry.

49. Flowers covered by years are all blank.

50. I am still watching over you on the other side.

5 1, those prosperous sorrows will eventually become the past, please don't be disappointed, ordinary is for the most beautiful.

52. Your journey will never see my old age.

53. Long songs are crying, for those promises that cannot be fulfilled, for the deepest love in life, and finally dispersed into clouds.

54. Walking in the sky with you, there are flowers everywhere.

55. You should remember that year in Na Yue, weeping willows in the east of Los Angeles.

56, the vast land is broken, and the prosperity is exhausted.

57. Send a song to Jun, and don't invite people to get together at the end of the song.

58. Who scattered the smoke and scattered the vertical and horizontal ties;

Listen to the string and break three thousand infatuations.

59. The breeze is wet and the tea smoke blows.

Relive the old dream, the old friend has gone.

60. LAM Raymond, song month, Qionghu, the first floor of Long song.

Every year, before and after the flowers, a statue of mellow wine.

Water falls red-violet, only jade Qing heard it, but the situation is still the same.

6 1, Yuzhu once wrote about the Phoenix Tour, where people go to the empty building and the water flows in vain.

62. He smiled and ruined himself in the years.

63. You can still drink tea quietly and crush this scene, the bustling fireworks.

64. The glitz of the world of mortals is fleeting.

65. I'm not me. It's not me in Suzhou that you turned and walked away.

66. A few sighs, generations of joys and sorrows, ridiculous, my life is up to me.

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

68. Life is like a blink of an eye.

However, I have lived a long time, but I can remember what you said.

69. This paper is a bit old and fuzzy. But every sketch, every trace, seems to record the yearning that spans thousands of years.

70. Fate is like water, just for a word, waiting for the next encounter.

7 1, clinging to the old, imprisoning time and space, and suddenly reaching the end of time.

72. People will never see second time around, but I mean a thousand years in the world, such as my moment.

73. Seeing each other late and getting drunk is the leading edge, and it is stormy.

74, illusory, once met, will never forget. What's wrong with leaving a smile when you don't know your host?

75, the world out of my generation, first into the rivers and lakes, someone reminded; Talking and laughing, you can't live a drunken life.

76. If you win, you lose, and you will feel sad and resentful. There is wine today, and I will be drunk tomorrow.

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

78. 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.

79. Just let it be, mountains and rivers don't meet.

80, people and the sky are empty, why forget each other, why laugh at each other and be amazing.

8 1, fate met, no chance to meet, the ends of the earth, I hope to remember.

Knowing each other is lucky, but being together is not lucky. The sky is vast and the moon is bright, and it lasts forever.

82. Seeing each other late and falling in love too slowly put me in a dilemma.

Fate has passed far away, and fate has passed away. Is it possible to go ashore later?

83. It's cold, and it's cold, which is exhausting old age and vicissitudes.

I love to cry, and I can't let go of my heart.

Dawn lit up the tears.

Tears dried up and the pillow hesitated.

84, the heart is slightly moving, but the love is far away. Things are wrong, people are wrong, everything is wrong, and the past cannot be traced.

85. Boundless time and space, boundless sea of people, I will never forget meeting you.

86. Would it be the same if I spoke first?

87. Perhaps it is the marriage in a previous life, or the fate in the next life. Meeting in this life will only increase fruitless resentment.

88. Humanitarian sea water is not half as deep as acacia. The sea is still limited, and acacia is boundless.

89. Drunk eyes look at people in pairs.

90. No one is playing with tears.

9 1, how do you know that all roads lead to the same goal?

At the end of the day, Xun Mei kept looking back until he stepped through the snow.

92. A knight should not marry lightly, and a beauty should not marry lightly, lest she die lightly for me.

93. People have become different. Today is not yesterday, and autumn is the same. People are also empty and thin.

94. In the sound of light and shadow, the sky is still cold and the water is still cold.

In my dream, bamboo gently sings the mountain outside the building.

People outside Loushanguan haven't come back yet.

Those who look back earlier than Sichuanese who forgot to play the piano have tears in their eyes.

95. Where is the river in the rustling flowers, the sound of flute, the shadow of cold window, the residual smoke and the sound of oars?

96. If you give me a tear, I will see all the oceans in your heart.

97. Every year, one day goes by and autumn goes by. One generation urges the next generation to get together and leave, one is happy and one is sad, one is lying on the sofa, one is looking for a group of acquaintances in life and one is dreaming. He will know each other for a while, play for a while and sing for a while.

98. I'd rather we never cared about each other. I hope we will never forget each other in the Jianghu.

99. The rivers and lakes in the dream are full of flowers and people come and go.

100 I began to miss the bleak years I held in my hand and the splendid rivers and lakes.

-And those who have loved and hated.

10 1, I'm on the other side of the river, and the Watchman has come back. There is no hope of coming back.

102, spend a lifetime safely. I know.

103, the solemnity of moonlight, the soul of music, everything is just an illusion, fleeting.

104, no matter how lonely, those figures will never be forgotten.

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

106, I always wonder whether my memory lives at the other end of the note and whether my ring dies at the other end of the note.

107, have you always been like this, quietly staring at the sunset and the sadness of homelessness?

108, I always hide in the depths of dreams and seasons, listening to flowers and nights singing nightmares, singing prosperity and singing away all my memories.

109, blackbirds fly over the sky. I am standing in the city. Look at the time of burning to ashes. Make noise.

1 10, a kind of forbearance is actually a kind of strength, and a kind of silence is actually a shocking confession.

1 1 1. You never look back at me, but I always smile at you.

1 12, I've been waiting all my life, but I can't get your instant gaze.

1 13, the sunset is gone.

1 14, in a trance, time is stagnant and the years are quiet. Just like ten years ago.

1 15, the long summer passed away.

In early autumn, Shan Ye quietly set foot.

1 16, the phoenix flies in pairs in the misty rain and autumn wind.

Now, the phoenix is gone, and the phoenix is empty.

1 17, in a trance, wandering. I think of the flood in Fengtian, the rainy season and the slightly cold early autumn.

1 18, life between heaven and earth suddenly looks like a passer-by.

1 19, Huangsha, Saibei, gives me endless sighs.

120, miss the past and compete for prosperity.