Introduction: The door sleepwalks among the flowers, and the sunset is silent. A faint fragrance wafted, and her delicate fingers gently pulled open the curtains of Mix. Next, I will share with you some ancient poems describing sadness and heartache. Welcome to reading.
1, I turned to the side from midnight, and I endured listening to Xiangxian.
2, relying on Dan Qing to keep knowledge, Yingying, a sad painting can't be made.
3. Sleep vividly and the sound is still in my ears.
There is a very high sky in the world. Below it, I see the green and restless water.
5, the fighting duck is dry and lonely, and the jade head is inclined.
6. Last night, I was sober and worried about the treatment in spring.
7, holding deep sorrow without good dreams, still cutting snuff lanes in the dead of night.
8, three cups of two glasses of wine, how can you beat him, coming late? Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.
9. The poor and uncertain river bones are still spring dreams.
10 So I lay awake and meditated, and the window was empty at night in the moonlight.
1 1, if life is just like the first time, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan?
12, life has been infatuated since ancient times, and this resentment has nothing to do with romantic affairs.
13, once the sea was difficult for water, amber forever.
14, how many pedestrians shed tears in the middle of the Qingjiang River under the Yugu platform. Looking at Chang 'an in the northwest, there are countless poor mountains.
15, wine into sorrow, into acacia tears.
16, the incense is still on the wall.
17, the spring waves under the sad bridge are green, which used to be a stunning photo.
No one found a crumpled tent, only a loyal horse recognized the torn flag.
19, the army listens to the army and the people listen to the people.
20. Seeing spring grass among guests is always divided into poems.
2 1, lying in an empty bed listening to the rain from the south window, who will burn the midnight oil to mend clothes?
22. The festival has been sad for a long time, and a strong heart will occasionally get drunk.
23. I came to my hometown in the evening. The window of Xiao Xuan. Dress up. Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears
24, the teacher is a real name, who is comparable to the Millennium.
25. However, 10,000 pieces of paper were exchanged for tree planting books in southern Xinjiang.
26. Jia's diet is still cold, and he wears a crown.
27. Affection has been forgiving since ancient times, but this endless sadness is endless.
28. The sky is high and the land is wide; My sadness flies painfully between them. Can I dream of crossing the mountain gate? .
29, Dongfeng has a letter that no one has read, revealing a little meaning and lace.
30, the wind has lived in the dust and fragrant flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.
3 1, tearful eyes asking flowers silently, flying over the swing.
32, sad pillow on the night rain, a little rain.
33. Look at people and think about the room.
34, always worried about the media, who wants to sue for entertainment.
35. Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn.
36. Don't say anything about waiting, and you will succeed.
37. Acacia is embarrassed when she meets you.
38. Who throws a whip and flies across, remembers the past and licks the blood, worrying about the wind and rain.
39, the spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease, and you can see Chang' an flowers in one day.
40, Wan Li, Wan Li, February and March, people sad.
4 1, no words care for each other, only a thousand lines of tears.
42. Last year, you took troops to Yuezhi, and there was no full division in the city.
43. When you don't report the morning guests, you will get a new beauty.
44. I sit here alone and mourn for both of us. How long is more than one hundred years?
45. Silkworms will weave until they die in spring, and candles will drain the wick every night.
46. The moon opened the curtains only a few feet, and the black magpie was shocked and white.
47, sad to open the door, old courtiers.
48. After dusk, Dongli has dark fragrance 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.
49, leisurely fragrant path, hand licking red apricot core.
50, sigh this person, depressed.
5 1, yellow flowers are everywhere. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark?
52. What hope do I have in the darkness of our grave? You and I have little confidence in meeting after death.
53. The window of Xiao Xuan. Dress up. Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears
The tree wants to be quiet, but the wind doesn't stop. A son should be filial, and his relatives are away.
55. If two kinds of feelings last for a long time, sooner or later.
56, the residual light is extinguished, and the pillow is full of loneliness.
57, looking for, cold and clear, miserable.
58. If the weather is not so fresh and clear this autumn, the quiet evening may seem a little sad.
59. At the scene of the injury, the high city was broken and the lights were dusk.
60. Maple night apes worry about themselves and invite women.
6 1, there are shivering birds and withered grass, no matter which direction I turn my face.
62. This is a tragedy that all mankind must know, but it is not as known by those who have been poor together.
63, sad with feelings, tears should be sentimental.
64, but always keep your eyes open, that is a lifelong worry in your brow.
65, lonely boudoir, tender heart. Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain.
66. The white-haired scholar shed tears in China, but they were all sad and didn't go to Niu Shan.
67. In the yard at dusk, I felt sad. When I woke up, I felt sad about the past.
68. Despite all the gloom, Su E regained his spirits in the evening.
69. It was unusual at that time that I couldn't sleep well when I was drunk and my gambling book was splashed with tea.
70. Xiao Lang was a passer-by as soon as Houmen entered the sea.
7 1, arousing clear eyes. Tears are frozen in the neck, and cotton wool is cold.
72. Courtyard trees don't know that people are tired, and old flowers will be sent in spring.
73, a towel and a stick to the north, the west wind is full of sorrow.
74, white hair three thousands of feet, fate seems long.
75. It takes a long day to fight for grief.
76, but hate is not in place, it hurts.
77. The tree wants to be quiet, but the wind never stops. The son should be raised, not kept.
78. It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it is also planned to make canoes. I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried.
79. Tears return to the eyes, never meet each other before marriage.
80, transit to Qian Fan is not, oblique glow full of water.
8 1, March straight ahead, singing and dancing pavilions, surging.
82, empty bed committee dust, room empty to hate Taiwan.
If my belt widens gradually, I won't regret it. It's worth getting tired for my coquetry.
84. Looking back at flowers lazily, half is cultivated.
You must be very sad before you go home.
86, shake hands and make peace, tears streaming down your face.
87. Looking at Zhangtai Road, the golden saddle lingers and there are tears.
88, vaguely distant peak, tears thank Niang eyebrow.
89, sad thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River, grievances redraw, is the soul broken?
90. Come and listen to the flute, and lean on the disease.
9 1, the world is infinite, and you can't draw a sad picture.
92. I will compare my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon illuminates the canal.
93. In the infinitely sad sunset, the old country is desolate, leaving only pink and red.
94. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with swords, it is even more sad to raise a glass to dispel our worries.
95. However, when the banquet ended, the first half of the Yangtze River tilted.
96. Bowing your head and sighing alone is self-evident.
97. There is nothing to say when going to the West Building. The moon is like a hook, and the solitary phoenix tree locks the autumn in the deep courtyard.
98. The poor bones saved the solitary grave and made contributions to the general.
99. Remember that your heart is like the West River, which flows eastward day and night.
100, holding hands and looking at each other with tears, I was speechless, choked up, thought about it, and it was thousands of miles away, and the twilight was heavy.
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