The most touching sad poem

1. gold

Tang Dynasty: 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 has come and gone before I know it.

Li Shangyin's masterpiece has been debated for thousands of years. When it comes to mourning, it refers to patriotism and self-injury. Such feelings, is it the memory now, and I began to feel infinite melancholy. As early as then, it was already unbearable.

2. Magnolia imitates ancient and decisive words, friends in Cambodia.

Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

If life is just like the first time, you don't have to draw a fan in the autumn wind.

It is easy to change, and it is also easy to change.

Lishan language stops midnight, and the rain bell doesn't complain.

More importantly, if you are lucky, you will be more willing than before.

The most beautiful thing is meeting for the first time. Everything is beautiful. After a long time, who made the story old, separated and abandoned. If I had known this ending, I might as well have never met. The most difficult thing to understand in the world is the human heart, and the most easy thing to change is the human heart.

Like a dream, it suddenly rained and blew last night.

Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

Last night, it rained suddenly and the wind blew, so I slept soundly and didn't consume wine. Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there. You know what? You know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin.

In late spring, the storm lasted all night. I think there must be residual red everywhere outside the window. I can't bear to see this mess with my own eyes. But I got an unexpected answer: Haitang is still there. Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? The wind and rain are ruthless. At this time, the green leaves after the rain should be lush, and the safflower can't stand the rain and wither.