1. Sentences about the sadness of separation between men and women
2. Don’t use past memories to torture yourself now.
3. Standing there, between crying and laughing, experiencing a lifetime.
4. If breaking up is the only relief, I will have the final say.
5. Searching and searching, I just want to follow the only memory.
6. Huanxi sand. Send Lu? Lotus leaves and lotus flowers bloom in the sky under the water, and jade pots of ice wine brew new springs. A happy chat to reminisce about his years. I am also a guest returning from my old mountain. I am separated from you and linger for a while. The beautiful lady will stop singing about good karma.
7. Women will feel sad when they see their boyfriend who just broke up with another woman, but men will not. This shows that men are more ruthless than women.
8. I stamped my feet, I was worried, I cried, and I wanted to tear myself into pieces.
9. When breakup comes, I don’t feel pain or joy. Some of me just look at you quietly. Because my heart is dead! When breakup comes, I don't feel pain or joy, I just look at you quietly. Because my heart is dead!
10. Winter is here, but the body is still straight. Sad article.
11. I am a wandering soul on the street and you are the one who smells me, but you cannot see through me.
12. The winter sun, even in its glory, cannot warm the heart.
13. Can you let the sunshine shine through my memories so that I won’t be sad?
14. Don’t hate someone you loved, don’t ask about the reason for breaking up, don’t plead Possibility of compounding. () Turn around and make yourself happy, that is the most true thing!
15. By standing on tiptoes, can we get closer to happiness?
16. I originally thought I had forgotten him, but today I passed by the place where I broke up with him, and unknowingly recalled the scene when I broke up with him, and I couldn't help but shed tears. I really want to have complete amnesia!
17. In the diffuse light, things become brighter and brighter.
18. It is very painful to say goodbye when we are together, we are happy and sad when we are crying, there is residual warmth in a hug and a kiss, and the love lasts forever when we laugh and cry. The two of them know each other with the same heart, and they are far away from each other. At this time, the moon is cloudy and sunny, and the sun is waxing and waning. I hope this love will never end! 2. Are there any ancient poems about couples' parting?
Changqianxing Li Bai The concubine's hair covers her forehead for the first time, and the flowers are folded in front of the door.
The man came riding a bamboo horse and went around the bed to pick green plums. Living together for a long time, the two children have no doubts.
The fourteenth year is a gentleman's wife, and her face has not yet shown her shame. He lowered his head towards the dark wall and called out a thousand times.
I raise my eyebrows at the age of fifteen, wishing to be like dust and ashes. How can I go to the husband-watching platform if I always keep a letter holding a pillar?
The Sixteenth Lord is traveling far away, and Qutang Yan is ready to pile up. The month of May is untouchable, and the apes cry out in mourning from the sky.
There are no signs of movement in front of the door, and there is green moss all over the place. The moss is too deep to be swept away, and the leaves fall early in the autumn wind.
In August, the butterflies are yellow and fly on the grass in the west garden. Feeling this hurts my heart, I sit and worry about my beauty getting old.
Get off the bus in the morning and evening and send the book home in advance. It's not far to meet each other, until the wind blows in the sand.
Don’t Understand the Great Song, Gao Shi, Tang Dynasty. Thousands of miles of yellow clouds are smoky in the daytime, and the north wind is blowing geese and snow. Don’t worry about the road ahead because you don’t know who you are. No one in the world knows you! Rain Lin Ling·Han Cicada Desolate Song Dynasty.
Liu Yong The chilly cicadas are mournful, and it’s late to the pavilion. The showers have begun to subside, and there is no trace of drinking in the tents of the capital. Fang is nostalgic, and the orchid boat is urging it to go.
Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, I was speechless and choked. The thought goes away, thousands of miles of smoke waves, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast.
Passionate sentiments have hurt parting since ancient times, and it is even more embarrassing to neglect the Qingqiu Festival. Where did you wake up tonight? On the bank of willows, the dawn wind wanes and the moon falls.
The passage of time should be a time of good times and good times. Even though there are thousands of customs, who can I tell them to? Sending Shen Zifu to the east of the Yangtze River Wang Wei There are few travelers at the Yangliu Ferry, and the master of the river is swimming towards Linqi.
Only lovesickness is like spring, sending you home from the south to the north of the Yangtze River. Farewell to Meng Haoran in Guangling Li Bai The old friend bids farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks descend to Yangzhou in March.
The shadow of the solitary sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky. Farewell to Xin Jian at the Furong Tower Wang Changling A cold and rainy night came to Wu, and I saw off my guest Chu Shangu in the bright morning.
Relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other like a heart of ice in a jade pot. Sending Li Shaofu to be demoted to the gorge. Wang Shaofu was demoted to Changsha. Gao Shi said, "What do you mean by this farewell?" He stood on his horse and held a cup to ask where he was relegated.
The apes cry in Wuxia and shed a few lines of tears, and the geese return to Hengyang and write a few letters. Autumn sails are far away on the Qingfeng River, and ancient trees are sparse beside Baidi City.
There is a lot of rain and dew in Sundae today, so don’t hesitate to break up for the time being. Sending people off for an eastward journey Wen Tingyun The yellow leaves are falling from the desolate garrison, leaving the old gate in a grand way.
High winds crossing Hanyang, Yingmen Mountain on the first day. There are a few people on the river, but I am alone at the end of the world.
Why should we meet again? A bottle of wine comforts the departed face.
Farewell to Li Shutong Outside the Changting Pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass stretches to the sky. The evening wind blows the willow flute, and the sunset is outside the mountains. At the end of the sky, in the corner of the earth, acquaintances are half scattered; A cup of turbid wine is all the fun, don't sleep in the cold tonight. Changting Pavilion Outside, beside the ancient road, the fragrant grass reaches the sky. The evening wind blows the willow flute, and the sun sets outside the mountain. The flower language is that I am a lotus girl, and the tears from my heart are like rain.
If you see the tears of lotus flowers, do you know how painful the lotus flowers are? I am originally a lotus girl, but I am in love with you. I sing for you tonight, every sentence is a sad song.
I am a lotus girl, dancing for you morning and evening. How many things have you seen in the world? The only bosom friends are you and me.
I am originally a lotus girl, and I became a poetic couple with you in my dream. I hope that all lovers in the world will get married one day.
I am a lotus girl. Please remember this with a heart full of love. On the day when the lotus flowers are in full bloom next year, they will bring my blessings.
2. Fishing Father's Picture The spring breeze blows through the green trees, but it is difficult to break up in the world of mortals, and I feel the sadness of separation. Even if I have no merit to repay heaven, my ambition remains the same, and I don’t pray for divine help.
Everyone in the world is chasing the flowing water in the east, but the heroes are alone on the road to the end of the world: watching the flying boat, and then crossing to the south. Where does a leaf of duckweed go? Sighing that the past cannot be looked back on, it is a sad scene.
The ancient mountains and rivers are still there today, and the great pride is hard to describe, and the spring and autumn come several times in the wind and rain. There will be a time when I can ascend to the sky again. Why do I need to ask the sky thousands of questions? Riding a flying dragon, soaring into the sky.
No. 43, Two Songs from Nan Ge Zi 1. Bo Li I always miss meeting you, and I won’t wander anymore. Make a lifelong promise and never forget each other: stay in your hometown, stay on the green hills.
The brushstrokes are too chic, while the splashes of ink are the most bold. Birds fly out of the reeds: their voices express their feelings, and they all sing for me. 3. What are the poems that describe "the separation of husband and wife"
1. Yulinling·Hanging cicadas are sad Song Dynasty: Liu Yong
The cold cicadas are sad, facing the pavilion at night, and the showers have begun to stop. There is no trace of drinking in the tent of the capital, and the place of nostalgia is the orchid boat. Doubted see tears in their eyes, even Yuning choke. The thought goes away, thousands of miles of smoke waves, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast.
Passionate sentiments have hurt parting since ancient times, and it is even more embarrassing to neglect the Qingqiu Festival! Where did you wake up tonight? On the bank of willows, the dawn wind wanes and the moon falls. After so many years, it should be a good time and good scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them?
2. Dielianhua·Green grass grows in front of the twelfth floor. Qing Dynasty: Shao Ruipeng
Green grass grows in front of the twelfth floor. Bead foil is used as the door, and the round fan is small to catch the wind. Zhao Se and Qin Zheng had not finished playing, and the bridal chamber was filled with crows all night long.
Can you bear to pay thousands of dollars for a smile? After all, missing each other is not as good as meeting each other. The word Jin is unworthy of Nanyan Yao, and the beauty's home is on the long road.
3. Su Muzhe·Nostalgia Song Dynasty: Fan Zhongyan
The sky is blue and the ground is yellow leaves. The autumn colors are rolling in waves, and the waves are green and cold. The mountains reflect the setting sun and catch the water. The grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun.
The soul of the dark country, the thoughts of the journey. Unless every night, good dreams leave people to sleep. The Mingyue Tower is high and I am leaning against it alone. The wine enters the sad heart and turns into tears of lovesickness.
4. Keep separate wives. Han Dynasty: Su Wu
When they become husband and wife, there is no doubt about their love.
Enjoy this evening, be happy in good times.
On a long journey, what will happen when you look up at night?
All the ginseng and dust are gone, go and say goodbye.
We are on the battlefield, but we haven’t seen each other for a long time.
Shake hands, sigh, and shed tears to survive.
Try to love Chunhua, and don’t forget the happy times.
Life is a time to come back, and death is a longing for love.
5. Shantingliu·Singer of the Song Dynasty: Yan Shu
Lived in the Western Qin Dynasty. Gambling skills go with you. Flowers and willows are blooming, and bucket tips are new. I occasionally learn the tone of Nian Nu, and sometimes I sing like a high-pitched voice. There are countless Shu brocades, and the hard work is worthy of them.
After traveling to and from Xianjing Road for several years, the remaining cups are so cold that the soul is lost. It's my heart's content, who can I trust? If there is a close friend who appreciates it, he will sing Yang Chun without hesitation. A song is a feast for tears, and the veil is covered again.
4. Are there any poems about the separation between men and women?
Poems by Xi Murong and Shu Ting are both pretty good~
Crossroads
If I really I have loved you
I will never forget
Of course I still have to
walk on quietly
The weather is really cool Good
The wind is gentle
I can still smile tiredly in the setting sun
Life is so ordinary
There are no twists and turns or sorrows
But if I really loved you
I will never forget
It is at this crossroads
Young you and me Once waved
Separate from now on
Aria
No matter if I want to cry
Or say goodbye to you with a smile
Life is an indistinguishable mixture of joy and sorrow
When the lights come on during the performance
I have to sing that song
The most beautiful song A difficult scene
Please listen with bated breath and then
cheer me warmly
The person I love all my life
After the song ends
Whether I want to cry
or say goodbye to you with a smile
I will be glad to have been on the same stage with you 5. Description What are the farewell poems for lovers?
1. "Rain Lin Ling·Han Cicada's Sadness" Song Dynasty: Liu Yong's Han Cicada is sad, facing the pavilion at night, the shower has begun to stop.
There is no trace of drinking in the Dumen tent. Where there is nostalgia, the orchid boat urges the ship. Doubted see tears in their eyes, even Yuning choke.
Thousands of miles away, the mist spreads, the dusk falls and the sky widens. Since ancient times, sentimental feelings have hurt parting, and it is even more embarrassing to neglect the Qingqiu Festival! Where did you wake up tonight? On the bank of willows, the dawn wind wanes and the moon falls.
The passage of time should be a time of good times and good times. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them? Translation: The cicadas after autumn were chirping so sadly and urgently. Facing the pavilion, it was evening, and a heavy rain had just stopped.
We set up a tent outside Kyoto to say goodbye, but we were not in the mood to have a drink. When we were reluctant to leave, the people on the boat were already urging us to set off. They held hands and looked at each other, with tears streaming down their cheeks, until the end they were speechless, with thousands of words stuck in their throats.
Thinking of going back to the south, one journey after another, thousands of miles away, a sea of ??smoke, the foggy night sky in Chudi is actually endless. Since ancient times, the saddest thing for passionate people is separation, not to mention that in this bleak and desolate autumn, how can we bear the sorrow of separation! Who knows where I will be when I wake up tonight? I am afraid that only the bank of willows will face the shrill morning wind and the waning moon at dawn.
After being separated for so many years, the people I love are no longer together. I expect that even if we encounter good weather and beautiful scenery, it will be like nothing. Even if you are full of affection, who can you enjoy it with? 2. "The Poppy·Meeting Again Deep in the Qulan" Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde met again in the depths of the Qulan, crying and trembling.
The last two parts are desolate, and the most overwhelming thing is in the moonlight. I have slept alone for half my life, and the mountain pillow is stained with sandalwood.
Recalling what is the most fascinating thing, the first is to break branches and paint a skirt. Translation: Back then, deep in the winding corridor, I met you again.
I hold you gently in my arms with pity. The two of them hugged each other deeply, whispering to each other about their lovesickness after a long separation.
In my arms, your body trembles slightly, gently wiping away the dripping crystal tears, which makes people feel infinite pity. Now, the beauty in memory has become the desolation after parting.
After the separation, I only felt lonely for half my life, and there were already tears on my pillow. It is the most desolate and cold, in the quiet moonlight time; the most afraid to remember, when I splashed ink with you to draw a skirt.
3. "Butterfly Love Flower·Reading the Pain of Parting at the End of the World" Qing Dynasty: Wang Guowei read about the pain of parting at the end of the world. When he returns home, he will see scattered flowers like this. The flowers look at each other without saying a word, and the green window has nothing to do with spring or the sky.
Waiting to tell the light of lovesickness, a wisp of new love and thousands of old hatreds. The worst thing is that the world can't keep it, and the beautiful face is like the flower in the mirror and the tree.
Translation: Travel all over the world and see all the human kindness. Unexpectedly, when I return to my hometown, my old friends have disappeared like flowers.
I recall that I was speechless after parting with her under the flowers, and only the sadness of farewell choked my chest. Now only the green windows and blue sky remain as before, but the scenery is no longer the same as before. I want to express my lovesickness under this lonely lamp of fireflies. The new person is as good as jade, but who can the old person turn to? I should have known that the beautiful things in this world are not long-lasting, and they cannot stay forever. The bright mirror is empty, where can I see the jade face, just like flowers falling, leaving only empty branches and trunks, showing my loneliness.
4. "Picking Mulberries·Hate You Not Like the Moon Over the River" Song Dynasty: Lu Benzhong hates you like the moon over the river. North, south, east and west, south and west, we can only go together without separation. Hating you is like the moon in the river. It is full but it is still a loss. It is full but it is still a loss. How long will it take to be reunited? Translation: It’s a pity that you are not like the bright moon hanging high above the riverside. No matter whether people are wandering north, south, east or west, the bright moon is always with them.
What a shame that you are like the bright moon hanging high above the riverside. It has just become full and then gone missing. I don’t know how long it will take until the bright moon becomes full again. 5. "Altair of the Far Far Away" Han Dynasty: Anonymous Altair of the Far Far Away, a Han woman in the Jiaojiao River.
Slender and simple hands, playing tricks on the machine. I can't make up my mind all day long, and my tears are like rain.
The river is clear and shallow, but how far apart it is! There is a room full of water, and the pulse is speechless. Translation: The distant and bright Altair, the bright and distant Vega.
The Weaver Girl is swinging her long, white hands, and the loom is making a lot of noise. Because of lovesickness, she couldn't weave anything all day long, and her tears fell like rain.
There is only a clear and shallow Milky Way between them, so the distance between them is not too far. Separated by the clear and shallow Milky Way, they looked at each other lovingly and silently.