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. Sad parting poems used to be sad
Wandering in front of her.
I miss your songs.
Recall the first smile
Young people don't know the pain of separation.
look back
When will it come back to your heart?
Loneliness in a foreign land
It always gets stronger and stronger.
Dream at night
It's hard to hide your smile.
The sunshine in my hometown always hugs me.
Boundless huge crowd
Where to find your shadow?
Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan! It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming. I advise you to have a glass of wine. There is no reason not to go out. They are sweetly crowded on the ancient avenue. After the sunny day, the desolate city, ah, your friend's prince, you left again, and I heard them sigh behind you.
3. I left the saddest poem of the day.
I have regarded you as my forever.
Hate the world is too cruel and cold.
Divide our thoughts into two paragraphs.
One with you and one with me.
Ask heaven
Why are there always so many joys and sorrows in the world?
Why can't people in one world get together in one day?
I wonder if your hometown has changed too much?
I hope that after a long time,
Your promise will never fade, never fade.
Don't ignore my concern.
Do you feel it? My soul will always be by your side.
My thoughts in a foreign land began to reach your ears day by day.
The world without you is really hard.
Why do I feel that time passes quickly with you?
Without you, my heart is suffering and life is like years.
At the window of every full moon night
You don't know that I've been thinking about you all night.
Hate heaven
Why not let us get together again?
I wonder if you are aware of my loneliness.
Long-lost you
Did you leave me your smiling face?
Everything is due to God's sudden arrangement.
Get to know each other in a hurry and part in a hurry.
Until wandering on both sides of heaven and earth
Perhaps this is doomed to incomplete fate.
Maybe we are inseparable, and the ending is doomed to be unsatisfactory.
Ask heaven
Since we can't be together forever
Why did you let us meet again in the first place
God always plays tricks on me, just like a lost boat.
Let me wander in the suffering sea of Wang Yang for a lifetime and never reach the shore.
I don't expect to be together all my life, nor do I long for that happy moment.
I just hope that my world is no longer like the waning moon of that day, and I can't reunite.
No longer like cowherd and weaver girl at both ends of the Tianhe River.
I just hope to give me a perfect love and a satisfactory answer.
No longer let me wander on the edge of the world
Lonely geese who fly far away always return to their nests.
Wandering people can't wander all their lives
Now I'm still looking for it
I have traveled all over Qian Shan, but I don't know how to cross the lonely sea.
I have been flying to my dream country-the day of paradise.
Is there still your figure wandering there?
Is there that smiling face that expects me to appear?
Will it be the same as before?
Walking hand in hand in the sunset.
Will we run on the horizon together at sunrise?
Sing a brilliant tomorrow
4. About the sad sentence of the poem, Li Qingzhao's rattan bed paper account in Lonely Goose wakes up without end.
Shen cigarettes break the jade furnace cold, and I feel like water. The flute sounded three times, the plum blossom was broken, and the spring was full.
The small wind dispersed the rain and rustled, but it also urged a thousand tears. Who is heartbroken when the bagpiper goes to Yulou? A 10% discount is worth a lot of money, and no one gives it.
6, "Man Fang Ting" Li Qingzhao's small pavilion hides spring, idle windows sell days, and the painting hall is infinitely deep. The seal is burnt out, and the shadow falls on the curtain hook.
It is better to plant Jiang Mei by hand, so why go upstairs in the water? No one arrives, lonely as Yangzhou He Xun. Never like rhyme wins, embarrassing rain, not resistant to wind rubbing.
Whose flute blows out deep sadness? If you don't hate the fragrance, you can't leave the canal to sweep the trace. It's hard to say, the window is bright and the moon is light, and it's still romantic.
7. "Butterfly Lovers Stay at Night to Send Sisters to Changle Pavilion" Li Qingzhao was full of tears and sang all over Qian Qian. The humanities mountain is long and the water is broken, and the rain is raining and lonely.
Farewell to the injury, never forget to leave, the wine is deep and the wine is shallow, so you can pass the book over the geese, and the east is far from Penglai. Readers who have read this article have also read: love poems in The Book of Songs, historical classics, and love poems about rain.