Poems about loneliness and lack of love

1. Poetry about the lack of love

Poetry about the lack of love 1. Seek a poem about being hurt by love.

Four tours of Tang mausoleum ci

When cicadas sing, you can visit the Tang tombs. The sky is high and the clouds are light, and your heart is sweet. Along the way, Javert and Yixiu walked happily from time to time. The grass is green, the plane tree leaves are green, and there is no phoenix to live in. Love makes a gentleman polite. Looking at the face is charming and gently rippling. My heart beats like a drum. I'm looking forward to marrying you in my life. Long Jiu sat on him and smiled naughtily. I will be with you in this life, aiming high and upright. Xue Heng's shadow is soft in front of her, and she vowed to protect you, feeling like grass. At this time, I knew something in my heart and vowed to be a beautiful woman and a rebel. No regrets, infatuation. Another example is the Tang cemetery, where the wind stops raining and the clouds disappear. Visit the southeast and overlook the earth from the sky. Praise mountains and rivers all his life, and regard Gankun Haoran as righteousness. With beautiful women, you look smart and jealous. When I was young, I couldn't tell. Love and hate, love and hate, love each other. Smart people are born with beauty. If you ask how touching this relationship is, it will break the mud. I play with you. Innocent, love you. Re-entering Tang Ling, about to leave. Suddenly, such as thunder, stones, grass and strong winds. August dribs and drabs, 18-day diary, memories of this life. Love you, never give up, keep you in my heart. Why is it ridiculed by the sky and has no manners? Great grievances tremble, and the cold wind blows. The rain reached the pear petals and both of them shed tears. At this time, singing with poetry is like the cuckoo's cry. Being like a butterfly, it's a pity that the male and female are divorced. Ruthless and abandoned. Today, I left again, without strength and spirit, silent. It's boring to see the right couple. When entering Tonglin, the north wind is fierce. Watch the lawn and mow the grass. Long-awaited, like an oriole. This body is not chic, and I feel sorry for myself. A five-foot-long son with a halberd in his hand; Laugh at others' dementia and ridicule yourself. This kind of life is miserable. There are countless flowers in the world, just for you. At this time, who knows the suffering of lovesickness, the night is lonely and weeping. Helpless, love is off.

2. Poems with sad feelings

A poem describing sadness.

1, tearful eyes asked flowers for silence, and flew over the swing with red.

2. Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

3, the wind has lived in the dust fragrant flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.

4, Mo Dao does not forget me, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

5. The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice.

6. The belt is getting wider and wider. It's worth getting tired for my coquetry.

7, looking for, cold and clear, miserable.

8. Holding hands and looking at tears, I sobbed silently, thinking and thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, the twilight is heavy.

9. Lonely boudoir, gentle heart and sadness. Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain.

10, how much sadness can there be, just like a river flowing eastward.

1 1 But since the water is still flowing, let's raise our glasses to drown our sorrows, even though we use swords.

12, I heard that Shuangxi is not bad in spring, and I plan to do canoeing. I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried.

13, three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him, it's late in the wind? Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.

14, white hair three thousands of feet, sorrow like a beard.

15, if life is just like the first time, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan?

16, a teacher reveals his real name, which is almost the same for thousands of years.

17, if two feelings last for a long time, it is still a matter of time.

18, speechless and alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree is locked in the deep courtyard.

19, I have long compared my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon clears the canal.

20. Yellow flowers are everywhere. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark?

2 1, suddenly looking back, that person was there, () the lights were dim.

22. Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow, and they say new words.

23, wine becomes sorrow, tears become acacia.

On the 24th, from Zhongtian to Qian Fan, the oblique light pulse is long.

25, the spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease, and you can see Chang' an flowers in one day.

26, Dongli wine after dusk, there is a dark fragrance full of 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.

27, autumn wind and autumn rain are embarrassing!

28. The passing clouds and smoke are scattered with the wind, and the golden pine is loose. On-off, on-off, on-off love in the world is fruitless. All my thoughts fade away, and I only admire the monks in the world. I Buddha has compassion to save suffering, and I am willing to cross all beings in an empty door.

3. Sad poems about emotional failure

That night, I listened to Sanskrit singing all night, not for enlightenment, but to find a trace of your breath.

That January, I turned all the meridians, not to cross, but to touch your fingerprints. That year, I kowtowed and held dust, not to worship Buddha, but to keep your warmth.

At that time, I crossed hundreds of mountains, not to repair the afterlife, but to meet you on the road. At that moment, I soared to immortality, not for immortality, but for your peace and happiness.

Second, 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.

But we met as soon as we met, but we never met when we met. Andrew and Jun are absolutely in harmony, so they won't teach life and death to be lovesick.

If you see me or don't see me, I will be there. I don't care about you, or I don't care about my feelings. I will be there. I won't love you, or I won't love you. I will be there if I don't love you, or I won't give up my hand in your hand. Come to my arms or let me live in your heart. I will live in Potala Palace. I am the biggest king in the snowy area. Walking in the streets of Lhasa, I am the most beautiful lover in the world.

I asked Buddha Zu: Why don't you give all women the face of being ashamed of flowers and closing the moon? Buddha said: it was just a flash in the pan, used to blind the secular eyes. I asked Buddha: Why are there so many regrets in the world? Buddha said: This is a whirling world, and I regret it. I asked Buddha Zu: How can people stop feeling lonely inside? Buddha said: Every heart is born lonely and incomplete. I asked Buddha Zu: What should I do if I meet someone I can love, but I'm afraid I can't grasp it? Buddha said: How much love is left in the world? I asked Buddha: How can I be as wise as you? Buddha said: Buddha is the past man, and man is the future Buddha. I asked Buddha Zu: Why does it always snow when I am sad? Buddha said: Winter is going to pass, so leave some memories. I asked Buddha Zu: Why don't I care if it snows every night? Buddha said: people always miss a lot of real beauty inadvertently. I asked Buddha Zu: Will it snow in a few days? Buddha said: don't just stare at this season. Missed this winter, afraid of being sentimental, hurting Brahma into the mountains, and afraid of missing world peace. Both methods have returns, and Tathagata has no returns. I didn't notice your six ties. Although we have known each other for a short time, we have known each other for a short time. I can't climb trees. I was born with a bright moon in the sky. My heart only remembers that I am your mother. I am willing to have a good marriage with you for a hundred years, even at the expense of the golden house.

Like the Crystal Palace in the Garden, it is rare and precious. The west wind blows the flowers into mud, and bees and butterflies cry at the fragrant dust.

Don't write a heartbroken poem before you start writing. To write new words for Jiao Niang, wind and rain will erode 500,000 yuan.

I have a thousand thoughts of lovesickness, which will last forever. Malva was originally a narcissistic golden bee. Who offered flowers to the gods? She wanted to dance lightly into the temple and secretly accompany her to the altar.

Go into the mountains to worship Taoist, please explain the reason. If you think too much, your spirit will go green.

This is a beautiful day for meditation. The sky is blue and the yellow is boundless. How beautiful! Don't sit still and burn incense.

The faint fragrance is ringing, and the beautiful eyes are not clear. When I went to smile, I suddenly met Yu.

I want to be with you by the green window, and I regret my mistakes in my life. I want to go to the jungle with a bowl, and I feel bad about beautiful women.

The price of eyes is geometric, and I never accidentally thought about it. Once I went back to someone else's sleeve, there were many tears in my wound.

Wedding night, Qingqing married someone else's wife. Acacia is crazy, and the heart is gray. Who do you complain about your haggard? .