The saddest poem in China's history.

1, Bipu is dark now and sad in the middle of the night. -Li He's Tanabata

2. Ruthlessness is not like sentimentality. -Yan Shu "Lou Yu Chunchun Hate"

Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness. -Du Fu's Hope for Spring

There is no one at home, leaving it open. -Wang Wei's Wu Xinyi

5, flute and worry, oblique branches rely on disease. -Cui Daorong's Plum Blossom

6. Tears in eyes are empty and bloody. -Xiang Ziyin "Qin Louyue Fangfei Evil"

7. No one knows, and the trees turn cold in the afternoon. -Shu Yong's Xiao Zhongshan Dragon Boat Festival

8. If you are frustrated, you will only know yourself. -Zhang Ji's "Lu Si in Northern Hebei"

9. The teardrop pavilion will be empty. -Zhou Zizhi "Walking on the sand, love is so weak"

10, afraid of singing and dancing. -Lu You's "Chaozhong Wrong Wear Tande Call"

1 1. Never be ashamed of being mercilessly abandoned. -Wei Zhuang's "Sidi Township Spring Tour"

12, I used to dry pear flowers and lonely tears. -Zhu's "Jiang Shang Chun"

13, leaning forward, just not in the mood. -Li Qingzhao's "Point Crimson Lips and Boudoir Thoughts"

14, the grass knows the sorrow, Hua Shao is bald. -Cao Xueqin's "Tang Duoling Catkin"

15. When I leave, I want to see some clothes. -Xia Song's "Partridge Day, Town Day, Unintentionally Sweeping Eyebrows"

16, the wind is dry and Leng Xue is long, and no one puts the fishing rod. -Jiang Kui's Snow Fishing Pavilion

17, solar terms are clear, peaches and plums laugh, and Noda wasteland is only sad. -Huang Tingjian's Tomb-Sweeping Day

18 maple night ape committed suicide and invited female Luo. -Li Shangyin's Chu Palace

19, sad face, declining sideburns, tomorrow is spring again. -Dai Shulun's Except Sleeping on the Stone Hill

20, the screen window sunset, no one sees tears in the golden house. -Liu's "Spring Complaint"

2 1, a day is as difficult as a year. -Hui Hong's Jade Case, Silk Huai Yan Liu Changting Road

22. I have been hurt by spring, and I can't bear to listen to it. Where is the flower branch in Fengcheng? -Li Shangyin's "Crow"

23, lonely and sad, starting from scratch, starting from scratch. -Gong Zizhen's "Langtaosha, Writing Dreams"

24, pull the curtain to worship the mother river beam, white worry to see tears dry. -Huang Jingren's "Don't be an old mother"

However, ask her for this song and use the first few words of this song to see how she tries to hold back her tears. -Zhang Hu's Gong Ci of "Thousands of Miles from Home"

26. Say goodbye to injuries. -Li Qingzhao's "When Hualian dies, tears are wet and Luo Yi's powder is full"

27. Tear powder steals tea prints. -Ouyang Xiu's "Jade Tower Spring, Time Goes, Plum Calyx Initial Setting Powder"

28. I have called for poverty to the bone, and I am thinking of tears in my army. -Du Fu's "Wu Lang Again"

29, flowers and bright willows are dark around the sky, and the city is upstairs. -Li Shangyin's Sunset Tower

30. When was Gao Huaiyuan poor? -Zhang Xian's "A clump of flowers hurts Gao Huaiyuan when he is poor"

3 1, Du's pen is sad to read, like an aunt scratching. -Du Mu's Reading Han Du Ji

32. My eyes used to shine, but now they are the source of tears. -Li Bai's Three Sauvignon Blancs II

33. There were tears at the beginning of the letter, and the wife was surprised. The daughter cried and asked why. -Yuan Zhen's "Studying Heaven"

Seeing new troubles, I am now on the side of seagulls. -Zhang Yan's "High Balcony West Lake Chun Qing"

35. Yi Junyao is in Xiaoxiang Moon, and I am listening to Long Dream. -Wang Changling's "Seeing Vere"

36. Worried about losing Shuang E of Cui Dai, she paints alone every day. -Shi Dazu's Shuang Shuang Yan Yongyan

37. When I was in Wan Li, I was sad, like a willow in Tingzhou. -Xu Hun's "East Building of Xianyang City"

38, 400 years into a dream, sad. -Wang Anshi's "The Ancient Kingdom of Nanxiangzi"

39, several times to write down the sadness is still broken, ten thousand circles stunned Xu Tong. -Du Fu's "Savage Send Zhu Ying"

40, the blue window is deep in the moon, listening to cold tears and wet clothes. -Zhang's "Two Poems of Autumn Boudoir Thinking"