I need to borrow some sad poems ... thank you.

Meet speechless, only a thousand lines of tears. "Jiangchengzi" Su Shi watched you leave, but he couldn't keep you. Since ancient times, I have been sentimental and sad! If you go too far, my love will take you home. * * * Sleeping on the boat listening to the autumn rain, I don't know what songs I can sing to you, which makes me often recall in my life ... Even if I meet, my face is dusty and my temples are like frost. Never tire of seeing it, but Jingting Mountain. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. Ten years of life and death, nothing to think about, unforgettable Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first. Today last year, in this door, people's faces and peach blossoms set each other off, making people wonder where to go. Peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. There are infinite painters in the world, and a piece of sadness can't be painted. When people are away, the geese return empty. This is a negative moment. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light. Spring is as old as ever. People are empty and thin. Tears flooded her face. I moved, my soul flew, suddenly woke up, and grew up in my pillow and mat, which was the cloud I had lost in. You were born before I was born, but I was old when you were born. Hate is not born at the wrong time, but is good to you everywhere. One day you can come to my heart, and you will see that there are all the sorrows you have given. Looking back at tears, I wish I could not meet before I got married! Dead vines, old trees, faint crows, small bridges, flowing ancient roads, west winds, thin horses and heartbroken people! I'll wait another minute, maybe the next minute, when I see your flashing eyes, I really want to warm your face. Looking around, lonely and sad. -Li Qingzhao's Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang 'an. Autumn insects are singing by the golden well, and the frost is shining on my mat like a small mirror. High light flashing; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon. Like a single flower, with the cloud as the center, there is a high sky in the world. Below, I see the green and the agitation of water. Heaven and earth are far away, can I dream over the portal and over the mountains? . Sauvignon Blanc destroys the heart and soul. In the evening, the sun sets in the west, the flowers are covered with smoke, and the moonlight is like practice. I miss my lover all night. I won't play with the phoenix carving on the pillar. I thought I was afraid of touching Yuanyang after playing with Qin Shu. This is a song full of feelings, but no one has passed it on. I hope it will be sent to the distant Yan. Think back to her lover, lover, the person far away from the horizon, the eyes that sent her away, and the source of tears now. If you don't believe in sword cutting, please come back and look in the mirror in front of me! No matter in the starry night or in the crowded crowd, the same indifference and desolation hold hands and look at each other with tears, but they are speechless and choked. Once the sea was difficult for water, except Wushan, not clouds. Sometimes there is always a need in life, and there is no need to force it in life! First, it is best not to meet each other, so you can not fall in love. Second, it is best not to know each other, so that you can not miss each other. Third, it's best not to accompany you, so you don't owe each other. Fourth, it is best not to cherish each other, so that you can not remember each other. Fifth, it is best not to fall in love, so as not to dislike each other. Sixth, it is best not to face each other, so there is no need to meet. Seventh, it is best not to make mistakes, so as to make mistakes. Eighth, it is best not to promise each other, so you can not continue. Ninth, it's best not to depend on each other, so you don't have to lean together. Tenth, it's best not to meet each other, so we don't have to be together. I'm afraid I won't catch up with reality when I wake up. There are countless affairs in the world, and there are helpless people in the world! It's wrong to go back to Nagato, with the difference of not going back. Wutong was half dead, and after first frost, the white mandarin duck lost her head. The original grass is on the grass and exposed to the ground early. I can't bear to live in the old hills. Sleeping in an empty bed and listening to the rain from the south window, who can mend clothes at night? He Zhu's "Partridge Sky" is the only poem in the Song Dynasty to mourn the death of his wife, except Jiang of Su Dongpo. He privately thinks that the artistic conception of this poem is even higher than Jiang's. ) horseshoes look north at people. Cross the crane shadow in the cold, and bury the flower soul in the moonlight. After reading the red medicine by the bridge, you will know who you should live for every year. The fallen petal intentionally follows the flowing water, and the flowing water has no beloved fallen petal. If you don't lose heart and wait, you have to endure pain. Laugh 30,000 times with you, and leave without complaint. Crescent Bay: Is he all right? How much I want to love him. Carnival is the loneliness of a group of people and the carnival of one person. Mo, Mo, Mo! People have died before, and the water is still cold today. I'm trying to miss you, my left arm is turning with Lang, and I'm poor in clothes and worried about charcoal. I hope the cold weather is a clear sorrow in lonely autumn and a lovesickness in the distant sea. If someone asks me what's on my mind, I dare not say your name. I dare not say your name, if someone asks me what's on my mind: I say it's acacia in the distant sea, and it's the sadness of lonely autumn. And I can't tell whether you are friendship or missed love. And the yellow leaves fall in the rain, just like the fate of the white-haired old man under the light. Later, I finally learned how to love, and you have already gone away and disappeared into the sea of people. Sad people have their own sad places! I'm not worried about water. The face was wrinkled by the wind. Yamamoto is not old. It is a cloud with a white head. The moon and the lamp have been on the back for ten years. I've always wanted to see you again and find out about you. So you live in my body to protect my memory. I thought I couldn't smell you. Who knew your back was so long? See you later. It's too late for him to like you from the beginning. If we can't be together forever, at least give us the courage to miss you and the right to hug, and let you know that the trace of my heart is far away. Looking for the back, passionate love is like a meteor. Liu Di and Liu Di (from Jacky Cheung), not the heads of the eastbound horses, are idle for thousands of autumn frost and cry for your heartbroken heart. Heartbroken, heartbroken, I heard the call to return! Candles cherish the light with their hearts and cry for others until dawn! Bitter sea, love and hate to ask the world, can't escape the fate of blind date, but can't get close ... ("A Chinese Odyssey" ending song) I moved the sky, but I can't move you. How can we avoid sadness and hatred in life? What is the limit of your loneliness! How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward. How far is forever? Yuan Zhen, the trouble of your life in your brow, I know that this love will not have any result, but it can comfort my soul! —— Li Shangyin's life is like the first time. What is the sorrow of the autumn wind? -Rong Ruo he, recall many dissenting Confucian snow past, ask how much sorrow. You can see the words I left on the screen, but you can't see the tears I shed in my heart. Poor white bones by the river, or a girl's dream of pretending to have no regrets in take off your coat in spring, makes people languish for Iraq. Parents are loyal to their country. Why are they afraid of beheading? Now the world is all over the world, who will defend the country? Unfinished, tired, and autumn; People like you and me bear our long-cherished wish and dedicate it to the East? The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever. I lost my pride, Yang Jun lost her willow, and the willow was blown into the sky. Asked what WU GANG had, WU GANG held out osmanthus wine. Lonely Chang 'e has wide sleeves, and Wan Li dances for the loyal soul. Suddenly came the news that the world had been dormant, and tears flew down and poured down. The wind blows the leaves dry, I cry, and the rain stops and scatters other people's relatives or sorrows. Others have already sung. If life is like the first time you want to raise a child, you win the whole world and lose her. I caught a cold in that corner. The night gave me black eyes, but I got a cataract. Who will accompany loneliness to see the lonely grave thousands of miles away? If you are guilty, you are willing to carry it yourself. Mandarin ducks and butterflies fly together, and all love is intoxicating. Quietly ask the holy monk if his daughter is beautiful. What do you mean by kingship and wealth? What are you afraid of? I just want to be with my lover forever. Love Iraq, love Iraq, may this life be with you forever. Mandarin ducks and butterflies fly together, and all love is intoxicating. Quietly ask the holy monk if his daughter is beautiful. What do you mean by kingship and wealth? What are you afraid of? I just want to be with my lover forever. Love Iraq, love Iraq, may this life be with you forever. What do you mean by kingship and wealth? What are you afraid of? I just want to be with my lover forever. Love Iraq, love Iraq, may this life be with you forever. I used to worry that I was sentimental and hurt Brahma, but I was afraid that I was safe in the whole world. Time is the antidote and poison I'm taking now ... it's better to forget about the rivers and lakes going east and run to the sea without looking back! The 24 th bridge is still there, and the waves are exhausted. A wisp of Leng Yue's silent sweet soul is broken with the wind, and General Yao's reputation is broken in the middle of the night. To Wan Li, Jiangliang, the old man is long. Xiaoxiaosha is rustling, the west wind is cold, and everyone is dressed like snow. As a strong man, sad songs are incomplete. The singing bird knows how annoying it is, but it didn't expect it to shed tears and blood. Who * * * me, drunk on the moon. (Xin Qiji's "He Xinlang (Send Twelve Brothers of Mao Family)") Where, before me, those lost years? Behind me, where are the future generations? I think of heaven and earth, there is no limit, there is no end, I am lonely, and my tears fall down (on the rostrum of Chen Ziang in Youzhou. ) I lived in my intestines nine times a day, and suddenly died when I was alive, but I didn't know where to go when I left. Every time I think about shame, I sweat and get my clothes on! Sima Qian's "Letter to Ren An" is lazy and looks back. Half the sky repairs and half the sky is sad. For thousands of years, there is an old question: If you wake up after a long sleep, who will be the first person you want to see? Today, due to illness, my soul is upside down, and I only dream of idlers but not your loneliness. The success or failure of the Indus Deep Academy locks the autumn name, and the sunset red hibiscus turns empty. -Luo Yin's "Peony Poetry", the phoenix tree is even raining. At dusk, little by little, women are too sympathetic; Husbands are sad and women are incompetent. When you hit your head on a stone, call it; She was the only one who came to laugh at the tall buildings alone, hoping to meet a pot of muddy wine on Tianya Road. Many things in ancient and modern times have been paid a joke. The prince and grandson followed in their footsteps, and Green Pearl wept. Xiao Lang was a passer-by as soon as Houmen entered the sea. Ask how much sadness you can have, just like a river flowing eastward to think about the innocence of the past. Only in a vague dream, the jade fence should still be there, but Zhu Yan changed it. Look up at the sky, just for tears to flow back! Every time I read Su Dongpo's "Jiangchengzi", I can't help being lifeless and unable to calm down for a long time. Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. Lonely graves 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. When night came, my dream suddenly came home. Xiao Xuan window, get dressed. Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is estimated that the annual heartbroken place, moonlit night, short matsuoka. Ruthless and not sentimental, an inch is still inextricably linked. When there is poverty in the corner of the world, there is only endless acacia. Yue Fei, a hill, sang nonstop last night. It's already midnight. Stand up and walk around the steps alone. When people are quiet, the moon is bright outside the curtain. Whitehead is fame. Old mountain pine and bamboo are old, which hinders the return journey. I want to talk to Yao Qin. There are few confidants, who will listen to the broken string? Wu Qingzhao's fragrance is exhausted, and he is tired of combing his hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first. It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it is also planned to make canoes. I'm afraid the ship can't carry much worry. Li Qingzhao's voice is slow, searching, cold, and sad. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late in the wind. Guo Yan is also the saddest, but he is an old acquaintance. Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Haggard and damaged, who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark? Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence. Follow-up: Brother, thank you for your answer: Well, don't worry. Big brother will use the computer to help him adopt it as a satisfactory answer. Follow-up: Ha ha, for sure.