Second, there are women in the world, and there are more worries than worries. -Cao Zhi's "Tall Buildings and Bright Moon"
Third, I didn't say anything in Shentan. After several times, worried about the shipwreck, Yan returned to the sail. -Xue's "Huanxisha Hung Hom Crossing the Autumn Rain"
Fourth, it is more like tears on Xunyang River. -Zhu Dunru's "Minus the Old Yulan Willow Waves"
Five, the wheat waves turn sunny and the wind turns willow, which has been hurt in spring. -Nalan Xingde's "Four Fragrances, Wheat Waves Clear, Wind Blows Willow"
Six, don't let Niu Shan sad, tears stained with speculation. -Li Bai's "Gentleman Thinking and Doing"
Seven, it is no wonder that spring sorrow is careful. -Nalan Xingde's "Red Dates, Wind Xi"
Eight, leave a thousand kinds of worries and get drunk all night. -Shi Naian's "Nian Nujiao, In the foreseeable future"
Nine, the mountain by the sea is like a sword, and Qiu Lai gives up her heart everywhere. -Liu Zongyuan's "Haochu follows the Lord to see the mountains and send friends to Beijing"
Ten, all the way back to Julia, human language gradually unknown, empty sorrow. -Zhou Bangyan's "Night Flying Magpie, River Bridge to Send People"
1 1. I look forward to my hometown peaches and plums, but I also want to complain about the wind and the moon. -Zhao Chong's "Qing Ping Le Huai Ren"
Twelve, jade furnace incense, red wax tears, partial according to painting hall Qiu Si. -Wen, "More Leaking Jade Furnace Incense"
Thirteen, the new makeup should be under the Zhu Lou, and the spring scenery is deeply locked. -Liu Yuxi's "He Letian's Spring Poems"
Fourteen, the clouds are light and rainy. -Shi Xiaoyou's "Charming Eyes, Dark Clouds and Light Rain"
I will send you to Hebei in 15th and September, and the snow is full of tears. -Cen Can's "Send Cui Zi back to Beijing"
Sixteen, thinking of returning to the forest to change leaves, worrying about sitting and revealing Watson. -Zhang Jiuling's "Xijiang Night Walk"
Seventeen, I have never shed tears in my life, and I am crying here. -Li Bai's "Don't pine branches in Jiangxia"
18. I want to rest upstairs at dusk, and the jade ladder crosses the bright moon like a hook. -Li Shangyin's "Two Gifts"
Nineteen, red beans are ugly and full of acacia tears. -Niu Xiji's "The New Moon is as Beautiful as an Eyebrow"
Twenty, the leisure outside is full, and the joy in the eyes is often rare. -Yan Dao Ji's "Linjiang Xian, Wandering Outside"
Twenty-one, the dry wind grows in Leng Xue, and no one puts a fishing rod in melancholy. -Jiang Kui's Snow Fishing Pavilion
At the age of 22, you can see the bright tears on her cheeks now, but you can't see the man she loves so much. -Li Bai's Resentment
Twenty-three, Shi Hao village husband and wife don't, tears more than the hall of eternal life. -Ma Wei of Yuan Mei
At dusk, the cold platform is more covered, and the dew is fragrant and pleasing to the eye. -Si Kongtu's Four Miscellaneous Books of Bai Juyi
Twenty-five, passionate but ruthless, tonight is as long as last night. -Yuan Haowen "Partridge Sky, Waiting for Pavilion Lights to Send Cool Rain"
26. Even now, she seems to be playing a reed flute home, which makes every soldier's eyes full of tears of homesickness. -Li Zhi's "Ancient Meaning"
Twenty-seven, the tears pavilion will be empty. -Zhou Zizhi "Walking on the sand, love is so weak"
Twenty-eight, I was worried about seeing clothes when I left. -Xia Song's "Partridge Day, Town Day, Unintentionally Sweeping Eyebrows"
Twenty-nine, who pity the wanderer. -Zhang Yan's "Jie Lianhuan Lone Goose"
I don't know where to treat my husband -Liu Cang's "The Giver"
Thirty-one, the fishing market is lonely and cold, and the water town is full of Wu Ye worries. -Liu Yong's "Xue Mei to Xiao Jingsuo"
Thirty-two, advise you to come to your hometown often, which is no sorrow or hate. -Yan's "Jade Tower Spring Carving Saddles and Living as a Warbler"
Thirty-three, there are infinite painters in the world, and you can't draw a sad picture. -Gao Chan's "Looking at Jinling Evening"
Thirty-four, take me away from the river. -Lv Benzhong's "No Magnolia at the End of Tonight"
Thirty-five, Jia's diet is still cold, and he wears a crown. -Du Fu's "Small Cold Food in the Boat"
Thirty-six, only regret the past, rely on Danqing to keep knowledge, ying ying, sad picture can not be painted. -Nalan Xingde's Inscription of Nanxiangzi as a Dead Woman
Thirty-seven, frozen into a river, a sad. -Nalan Xingde's "Bodhisattva Man, it's been winter and a half in the daytime"
Thirty-eight, it was his spring that brought sadness. Where did spring go? -Xin Qiji's "Late Spring in Zhu Yingtai"
Thirty-nine, the thin shadow is shallow, and the evening is fragrant. -Lin Bu's "Little Beauty in the Mountain Garden"
Forty, cinnabar turns into gold, riding a dragonfly on Taiqing's home, worrying about the sea. -Li Bai's Two Flying Dragons
Forty-one, Li Sao always hurts after reading. -Shu Yong's Xiao Zhongshan Dragon Boat Festival
Forty-two, how many new pavilions shed tears, who dreams of the original soil. -Liu Kezhuang's "He Xinlang sends Zhen Chen Huazi"
Forty-three, a night of east wind, how many worries are blown away by the pillow. -Zeng Yunyuan's "Red Lips One Night East Wind"
Forty-four, looking back at the heartbroken place, tears steal-Na Lan Xingde's "Shanhuazi, the wind has gone with the wind"
Forty-five, no one has crossed the fence, but dragonflies and butterflies are flying. -Fan Chengda's "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous, Its
Forty-six, Qin women have raised their eyebrows to the misty moon, and the red belt is exposed. -the text "Xi Chunci"
Forty-seven, comparable to the dusk of raindrops. -Ouyang Xiu's Youth Journey, Twelve Alone in Spring
At forty-eight, Jia Sheng shed tears when he was young, and RoyceWong went further for a spring outing. -Li Shangyin's "Stability Tower"
Forty-nine, teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the floor. -Xin Qiji's Ugly Slave, Shuboshan Road in the Wall
Fifty years old, I already feel that I have lost Sichuan and missed it. I saw Jin Shu hiding behind the boat. -Wang Bo's Two Farewells to Qiu Jiang
Fifty-one, emotions are always ruthless. -Jie Jiang's "Yu Meiren Listening to the Rain"
Fifty-two, one inch of red heart for the country, two lines of tears for homesickness. -Yu Qian's beginning of spring Day
Fifty-three, seeing the spring grass in the guest is always divided into poems. -Zhang Yan's "Qingpingle Cai Fangren"
Fifty-four, rise and fall in a hurry, don't ask for fame and tears, and want to be profitable. -Huang Ji's "first frost Xiao Yu, a true river sleeps at night"
Fifty-five, meet again in the depths of Qulan, even tears will tremble. -Nalan Xingde's Meet Again in the Deep of Qulan.
Fifty-six, tired of Mashan sorrow, lonely boat afraid of spring cold. -Zhang Wei's "Du Songgong Drama"
Fifty-seven, Robbie embroidered gold, saw a pair of mandarin ducks, tears empty. -Ouyang Jiong, "He Ming Dynasty, Recalling the Past Flowers after Meeting"
Fifty-eight, immediately leave the soul clothes with tears. -Cheng Gai's "Cold Acacia Moon Hanging Frost Cold Forest"
Fifty-nine, the dark religion is sad and hurts Lan Cheng, and the poor care for every night. -Zhang Yan's "The Last Seven Stages of Qingping Music"
Sixty, six lang said goodbye to the fairy on this day, boarded the banquet, shed tears, and was bright at twelve nights. -Huang Fusong's "You Xian bloom Red Shines Water"
Sixty-one, it's a pity that Qing songs are given to dusk. -Huang Xiaomai's "Qingming Near Xiangchun jathyapple"
Sixty-two, the moonlight wears the curtain and the wind enters the bamboo, leaning against the screen. -Gu Zhen's "Linjiang Fairy, Moonlight Through the Curtain, Wind Into Bamboo"
Sixty-three, tonight, my hometown is full of thoughts, and the Ming Dynasty is worried for another year. -Gao Shi "Night Shift"
Sixty-four, don't carve the willow before the saddle, the jade looks lonely and ashamed, and the cold wind blows the rain after dusk. -Georgie, "Spring funeral march, Don't carve a willow before the saddle"
Sixty-five, tears powder stole the red armband. -Ouyang Xiu's "Jade Tower Spring, Time Goes, Plum Calyx Initial Setting Powder"
Sixty-six, only worry about flying to the next Qingming. -Zhou Zizhi's "Linjiang Xian, Send Gwangju to the King"
Sixty-seven, the sunset is just near dusk. -Zhao Lingzhi's "Recent Flowers, Flocculation, Air Cooling"
68. But before he conquered, he died. Since then, heroes have been crying on their coats. -Du Fu's "Shu Xiang"
Sixty-nine, when you don't report the intrusion of morning guests, the new beauty is not worried. -Li Shangyin's Fu Shao Ping Hou
Seventy, human feelings are not as good as human feelings, and peaches and plums hurt the spring breeze. -Li Bai's Return to the Peak
Seventy-one, the stars are thin and the moon is light, and the clouds hate Yu He's face. -Zhang Kejiu's Sai Qiu Hong Chun Qing
A sad poem with a lost heart (70)
First, the wheat wave has cleared, the wind has turned to willow, and it has been hurt in spring. -Nalan Xingde's "Four Fragrances, Wheat Waves Clear, Wind Blows Willow"
Second, it's a pity that a serenade is given to dusk. -Huang Xiaomai's "Qingming Near Xiangchun jathyapple"
I sent you to Hebei in March and September, and the snow was full of tears. -Cen Can's "Send Cui Zi back to Beijing"
Fourth, she seems to be playing the flute. Even now, she is the first reed song, which makes every soldier's eyes full of tears of homesickness. -Li Zhi's "Ancient Meaning"
5. Look forward to the peaches and plums in my hometown, but also complain about the wind and the moon. -Zhao Chong's "Qing Ping Le Huai Ren"
6. Passionate but ruthless, tonight is as long as last night. -Yuan Haowen "Partridge Sky, Waiting for Pavilion Lights to Send Cool Rain"
Seven, tear powder steals the red armband. -Ouyang Xiu's "Jade Tower Spring, Time Goes, Plum Calyx Initial Setting Powder"
Eight, the husband and wife are not in Shihao Village, and there are more tears than those in Changsheng Temple. -Ma Wei of Yuan Mei
Nine, the new makeup should be under the Zhu Lou, and the spring scenery is deeply locked. -Liu Yuxi's "He Letian's Spring Poems"
Ten, leave a thousand kinds of worries and get drunk all night. -Shi Naian's "Nian Nujiao, In the foreseeable future"
Eleven, there are sad women in the world, lamenting more than mourning. -Cao Zhi's "Tall Buildings and Bright Moon"
Twelve, thinking about returning to the forest to change leaves, sitting on Watson. -Zhang Jiuling's "Xijiang Night Walk"
Thirteen, I have felt that I lost my mind in Sichuan, and I have seen Jin Shu hiding in the boat. -Wang Bo's Two Farewells to Qiu Jiang
Fourteen, I was worried about seeing clothes when I left. -Xia Song's "Partridge Day, Town Day, Unintentionally Sweeping Eyebrows"
Fifteen, "Li Sao" always hurts after reading it. -Shu Yong's Xiao Zhongshan Dragon Boat Festival
Sixteen, Cuiping should, eyebrows hate dusk. -Kong Yi's "Nanpu Green Sophora"
Seventeen, the mountain by the sea is like a sword, and Qiu Lai gives up her heart everywhere. -Liu Zongyuan's "Haochu follows the Lord to see the mountains and send friends to Beijing"
Eighteen, immediately leave the soul clothes with tears. -Cheng Gai's "Cold Acacia Moon Hanging Frost Cold Forest"
Nineteen, advise you to come to your hometown often, without sorrow or hate. -Yan's "Jade Tower Spring Carving Saddles and Living as a Warbler"
Twenty, six lang bid farewell to the immortal on this day, boarded the banquet, shed tears, and the twelfth night was bright. -Huang Fusong's "You Xian bloom Red Shines Water"
Twenty-one, the fishing market is lonely and cold, and the water town is full of Wu Ye worries. -Liu Yong's "Xue Mei to Xiao Jingsuo"
Twenty-two, Jia Sheng young tears, RoyceWong spring outing. -Li Shangyin's "Stability Tower"
Twenty-three, how many new pavilions shed tears, who dreams of the original soil. -Liu Kezhuang's "He Xinlang sends Zhen Chen Huazi"
Twenty-four, no Niu Shan sad, tears stained with speculation. -Li Bai's "Gentleman Thinking and Doing"
Twenty-five, it was his spring that brought sadness. Where did the sadness go? -Xin Qiji's "Late Spring in Zhu Yingtai"
Twenty-six, red beans are ugly and full of acacia tears. -Niu Xiji's "The New Moon is as Beautiful as an Eyebrow"
Twenty-seven, dusk tired Mashan, lonely boat on the river is afraid of spring cold. -Zhang Wei's "Du Songgong Drama"
Twenty-eight, the ice merged into a big river, and it was a gloomy cloud. -Nalan Xingde's "Bodhisattva Man, it's been winter and a half in the daytime"
Twenty-nine, one inch of red heart to serve the country, two lines of tears homesick. -Yu Qian's beginning of spring Day
I don't know where to treat my husband -Liu Cang's "The Giver"
Thirty-one, teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the floor. -Xin Qiji's Ugly Slave, Shuboshan Road in the Wall
Thirty-two, Jia's diet is still cold, and he wears a crown. -Du Fu's "Small Cold Food in the Boat"
Thirty-three, no one wins tonight * * *, lying and watching the Milky Way. -Chen's "Clear Rain, Lack of Days, Clear Southwest River"
Thirty-four, tonight, my hometown is full of thoughts, and the Ming Dynasty is worried for another year. -Gao Shi "Night Shift"
Thirty-five, comparable to the dusk of raindrops. -Ouyang Xiu's Youth Journey, Twelve Alone in Spring
Thirty-six, the leisure outside is full, and the joy in the eyes is often rare. -Yan Dao Ji's "Linjiang Xian, Wandering Outside"
Thirty-seven, the thin shadow is shallow, and the evening is fragrant. -Lin Bu's "Little Beauty in the Mountain Garden"
Thirty-eight, at dusk upstairs, I want to rest, and the jade ladder is like a hook. -Li Shangyin's "Two Gifts"
Thirty-nine, looking back at the heartbroken place, tears steal-Na Lan Xingde's Mountain Huazi, the wind has gone with the wind
Forty, the teardrop pavilion will be empty. -Zhou Zizhi "Walking on the sand, love is so weak"
Forty-one, take me away from the river. -Lv Benzhong's "No Magnolia at the End of Tonight"
Forty-two, only worry about flying to the next Qingming. -Zhou Zizhi's "Linjiang Xian, Send Gwangju to the King"
Forty-three, cinnabar turns into gold, riding a dragonfly on Taiqing's home, worrying about the sea. -Li Bai's Two Flying Dragons
Forty-four, kindness is not as good as pets, and peaches and plums hurt people. -Li Bai's Return to the Peak
Forty-five, the clouds are light and the rain is whispering. -Shi Xiaoyou's "Charming Eyes, Dark Clouds and Light Rain"
You can see the bright tears on her cheeks now, but you can't see the man she loves so much. -Li Bai's Resentment
Forty-seven, see the guest room spring grass is always divided by poetry. -Zhang Yan's "Qingpingle Cai Fangren"
Forty-eight, the dry wind grows in Leng Xue, and no one puts a fishing rod in melancholy. -Jiang Kui's Snow Fishing Pavilion
Forty-nine, meet again in the depths of Qulan, and even tears will tremble. -Nalan Xingde's Meet Again in the Deep of Qulan.
Fifty, Qin women have raised their eyebrows to the misty moon, and the red belt is exposed. -the text "Xi Chunci"
Fifty-one, the dark teaches sadness and damages Lan Cheng, and worries about every night. -Zhang Yan's "The Last Seven Stages of Qingping Music"
Fifty-two, only regret the past, rely on Danqing to keep knowledge, ying ying, sad picture can not be painted. -Nalan Xingde's Inscription of Nanxiangzi as a Dead Woman
Fifty-three, jade furnace incense, red wax tears, partial according to painting hall Qiu Si. -Wen, "More Leaking Jade Furnace Incense"
Fifty-four, a night of east wind, how many worries are blown away by the pillow. -Zeng Yunyuan's "Red Lips One Night East Wind"
Fifty-five, the stars are thin and the moon is light, and the clouds hate Yu He's face. -Zhang Kejiu's Sai Qiu Hong Chun Qing
Fifty-six, don't carve the willow before the saddle, the jade looks lonely and ashamed, and the cold wind blows the rain after dusk. -Georgie, "Spring funeral march, Don't carve a willow before the saddle"
Fifty-seven, joys and sorrows are always ruthless. -Jie Jiang's "Yu Meiren Listening to the Rain"
58. But before he conquered, he died. Since then, heroes have been crying on their coats. -Du Fu's "Shu Xiang"
Fifty-nine, without saying a word, there is a deep pond, and I am worried about the boat several times, and the swallow returns to the sail until the water is exhausted. -Xue's "Huanxisha Hung Hom Crossing the Autumn Rain"
Sixty, more like tears on Xunyang River. -Zhu Dunru's "Minus the Old Yulan Willow Waves"
Sixty-one, all the way back to Julia, people gradually unknown, empty and sad. -Zhou Bangyan's "Night Flying Magpie, River Bridge to Send People"
Sixty-two, at dusk, the cold platform is more covered, and the dew is fragrant. -Si Kongtu's Four Miscellaneous Books of Bai Juyi
No one has crossed the long fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying. -Fan Chengda's "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous, Its
If you don't report the morning guest's intrusion, you will get a new beauty word, Mochow. -Li Shangyin's Fu Shao Ping Hou
There are infinite painters in the world, so you can't paint with sadness. -Gao Chan's "Looking at Jinling Evening"
Sixty-six, the moonlight wears the curtain and the wind enters the bamboo, leaning against the screen. -Gu Zhen's "Linjiang Fairy, Moonlight Through the Curtain, Wind Into Bamboo"
Sixty-seven, Robbie embroidered gold, saw a pair of mandarin ducks, tears empty. -Ouyang Jiong, "He Ming Dynasty, Recalling the Past Flowers after Meeting"
Sixty-eight, who pity the travel sorrow. -Zhang Yan's "Jie Lianhuan Lone Goose"
Sixty-nine, rise and fall in a hurry, don't ask for fame and tears, and want to be profitable. -Huang Ji's "first frost Xiao Yu, a true river sleeps at night"
Seventy, the sunset is just near dusk. -Zhao Lingzhi's "Recent Flowers, Flocculation, Air Cooling"
Sad Poems on the Feelings of Men and Women (7 1)
A lonely one. The preface is always faint. -Liu Yong's "Day and Night Music"
Second, endless acacia tears throw red beans, and spring flowers can't be finished. -Cao Xueqin's red bean words
Third, Baoyu Yue Ming does not deceive others. Try again tomorrow. -Yan Ren's "Spring on the Jade Floor".
Fourth, empty-handed, thanks to your lover. -Niu Xiji's "Linjiang Xianzi, Willow Belt Shakes the Wind and Rivers Shore"
Five or ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. Xiao Xuan window, dress up, silently care for each other, only a thousand lines of tears. -Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi"
Six, when the mandarin ducks are completely bald, the south of the Yangtze River is three thousand miles north. -He Zhu's "Cherish Spring, Go through thick and thin, Harvest Spring"
Seven, what is Dong Jun, the solution will be fragrant, skillfully compose spring ice. -Zhu Xiyan's "A Red Calyx and a Plum"
Eight, women rely on their sons and husbands to live with a poor heart. -Zhang Ji's "Women's Complaints"
Nine, homesickness is hard to get, and books thank lovers. -Li Bai's "Send to Ang, Leave to Bazhong"
Recalling the meeting between flowers in the past, I only threw red beans with my hands. -Ouyang Jiong, "He Ming Dynasty, Recalling the Past Flowers after Meeting"
Eleven, lovesickness is useless, meet each other late. -Zhu Yizun's Memories of Youth Flying Flowers
Twelve, the mountains are far away, the sky is high and the smoke is cold, and the acacia maple leaves are Dan. -Li Yu's Sauvignon Blanc, A Heavy Mountain
Thirteen, it is advisable to have immortals, hold Suyun Yellow Crane, and have fun with you. -Jiang Kui's "Cui Lou Yin Wu Bingdong"
Fourteen, the red candle returns, the embroidered curtain hangs, and the dream is long and I don't know. -The article "More leaks, longer wickers"
Fifteen, a slave is hard to get out, teach you compassion. -Li Yu's "Bodhisattva Man, Flower Moon, Dark Cage and Light Fog"
Sixteen, if you teach your eyes no hatred, you don't believe that there are hoary heads in the world. -Xin Qiji's "Partridge Sky"
Seventeen, spring to Qiu Lai acacia, autumn to spring less information. I will always be in my heart.
Eighteen, the sideburns are pitiful, only for old feelings. -Yan's "Health Mistakes, Guanshan Soul Dream Long"
Nineteen, flowers from Shui Piao to water, a kind of acacia, two leisure. -Li Qingzhao's "A Piece of Plum"
Twenty, since spring comes, I am sad and green, and my heart is cocoa. -Liu Yong's Ding Feng Zi Chun Lai
Twenty-one, I think it is difficult to have a lover. -Yan's "Huanxisha, Leisure and Zheng String, Lazy Clothes"
Twenty-two, holding wine to persuade the sunset for you, leaving the evening photos for the flowers. -Song Qi's "Yulouchun".
Twenty-three, farewell as yesterday, the eaves have been exposed. -Jiang Yan's "Ancient Separation"
Twenty-four, you are at Tianyi Cliff, and I am long. -Jiang Yan's "Ancient Separation"
Twenty-five, the group of Yan said goodbye to the ancient Nanxiang, missing the guests and being heartbroken. -Cao Pi's Ge Yanxing
Twenty-six, looking for red brocade makeup, ask Dong Jun what to do! You made the cuckoo sing her throat, but the teacher was heartbroken in vain. -Aruvi's "Xiang Fei Fen, Night Rain and Wind Crazy"
Twenty-seven, come back with tears, and hate not to meet before marriage. -Zhang Ji's "Yin Jiefu Send Dongping Lishi Island"
Twenty-eight, diffuse to the cold furnace drunk jade bottle, call you to enjoy the small window. -Lu You's "Huanxisha No Guilt Rhyme"
Twenty-nine, if there is no fate in the last life, I hope to meet again in the next life. -Wan Le's "Answer to the Operator"
Thirty, the sky is not old, it is difficult to take off; The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it. -Zhang Sheng's Millennium
Thirty-one, I can pay the black magpie unintentionally, but beg Qiaosi with a spider. -Li Shangyin's Seven Nights of Wesin
Thirty-two, be there or be square, how can you be ruthless. -Sima Guang's "Xijiang Moon"
I have been bored since I left Dong Jun. -Nalan Xingde's "Romantic Childe, Autumn Suburbs are Things"
34 years old, single as a flower, from the center of the cloud! Above, I see the blue and deep sky, below, I see the green and restless water. -Li Bai's "Sauvignon Blanc"
Thirty-five, the husband has not made fifty merits, and he has only taken care of eight shortages. -Lu You's A Trip to Jin Cuodao
Thirty-six, the most concerned, plum blossom fragrance is broken, acacia is difficult to send. -Be careful of "high balcony, send Chen Junheng to call"
Thirty-seven, my room is empty, I'm afraid I'll forget to care about you, and I won't feel tears in my clothes. -Cao Pi's Ge Yanxing
Thirty-eight, remember that the heart is like the West River, flowing eastward day and night, without rest. -Yu "Jiangling Sorrow Hope to Send Children Peace"
Thirty-nine, a piece of paper and a half is not heavy, so sad and tolerant. -Sister Chen Pengjie, "Send Two Songs Outside"
Forty years old, pregnant with Chun Qing, I still miss my old son. -Wu Wenying's "Lilac Knot, Yi Zeshang Begonia"
Forty-one, dark acacia, nowhere to say, melancholy night foggy month. -Wei Zhuang's "Ying Tianchang, Don't Come to Le Shu for Half a Year"
Forty-two, ask the world what love is and teach life and death. -Yuan Haowen's "Two Touching Fish", which
Forty-three, Xiao Xuan window, grooming, caring for silence, only a thousand lines of tears. -Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi"
Forty-four, falling red is not heartless, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. -Gong Zizhen's Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems
Forty-five ladies, in twelve rooms, dressed up all day and stared at their Lord from their fairy-tale cottage. -Feng Xue's "Gong Ci"
46, bloom, always want to see the Oriental monarch. -Yan Rui's "Bu Operator, Not Love Sex"
47. I met her a long time ago, but since we separated, the time has become longer, and the east wind has started and a hundred flowers have blossomed. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. -Li Shangyin "Untitled"
Forty-eight, I suddenly saw the strange willow color and regretted teaching my husband to find a seal. -Wang Changling in my heart forever
Forty-nine, unscrewed and turned into empty, white-haired lovers are more precious. -Si Kongtu "Jiuquanzi buys apricot flowers"
Fifty, the belt is getting wider and wider, and I don't regret it. I am emaciated by Iraq. -Liu Yong's Wu Fengqi
Fifty-one, beautiful women cry and dance, and real dragons are also mice and tigers. -Wang Xiangchun's "The Wall of the King's Temple in the Book"
Hate you is not like the bright moon, north and south, east and west, north and south, only with each other. -Lv Benzhong's "Picking Mulberry Seeds, Hating Jun is not like a River"
Fifty-three, holding hands and looking at tears, I was speechless. -Liu Yong's "Yulinling"
54. When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick. I have been lovesick for a long time, but my lovesick is short. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"
Fifty-five, poor Wuding Chunjiang white bones, still dreaming of women. -Chen Tao's "Longxi"
Fifty-six, buttonwood, it rains in the middle of the night, and parting is bitter. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light. -Wen Tingyun's "More Leaking Three Songs"
Fifty-seven, only your eyes will open all night, which is a lifelong worry in your brow. -Yuan Zhen's "Three Sorrow for the Past"
Fifty-eight, I miss you every day, and I drink Yangtze River water. -Li Chi Ngai's operator, I live at the head of the Yangtze River.
Fifty-nine, ask acacia, look in the mirror in the future, rustling. -Yan Yu's "Manjianghong, Send Liao to Que"
Sixty, two lovesickness all day long, fatigue is king, when bloom. -Wen Tingyun's Four Songs of Southern Song Dynasty
Sixty-one, all roads lead to gold and jade. I only look at the alliance between wood and stone. Facing the sky, the nobles in the mountains are crystal clear with snow; I will never forget the lonely forest in the world. -Cao Xueqin's "lifelong mistake"
Sixty-two, if you want to send a marker ruler, you will know that the mountain is long and the water is wide. -Yan Shu's "Magpie Tread"
How to let you meet me at my most beautiful moment. To this end, I begged the Buddha for 500 years and asked him to let us have a dusty relationship. -Xi Murong's A Flowering Tree
Sixty-four, the clouds are light and the wind is high, the yard is cold and rainy and the moss is micro, and the boudoir people quietly cover the screen. -Gu Xun's "Huanxi Sand Cloud, Light Wind and High Leaf Flying"
Sixty-five, heaven is short of karma, and it is often easy to gather and disperse. -Yan's "Health Mistakes, Wild Flowers and Instant Incense"
Sixty-six, a little dusty, looking back at the west wind. -Wu Wenying's "Six Mysteries and Gong Ze Tanabata"
Sixty-seven, life and death are rich, and the child is born. Hold your hand and grow old with your son. -Anonymous "The Book of Songs, High Wind and Drumming"
Sixty-eight, the famous flower has an intelligence country, smiling at you. -Li Bai's "Qingping Qi Diao"
Sixty-nine, only the eyes will open all night, that is a lifelong worry in your brow. -Yuan Zhen's "Send Three Sad Hearts"
Seventy, I can't see Jun Jun all day. I look up and smell the magpie. -Feng Yansi's "Golden Gate, the wind is blowing"
Seventy-one, for my heart, for your heart, just to know each other and remember each other deeply. -Gu Zhen's Confessions
A poem in a depressed mood _ a sad poem
First, I try to force myself not to think about you and not to disturb your quiet life. Nevertheless, when I closed my eyes, your figure appeared in front of me again. I waved it away, but it didn't move. I finally understand that you are not fleeting to me, but deeply imprinted in every corner of me. In my heart, there is a small room with the door open for you. Its name is sex.
Second, with tears in your eyes and courage in your hands, you will hesitate and decide.
Third, sometimes, it is for love that I quietly avoid it. What I avoid is the figure, but what I can't avoid is the silent feelings.
I'm waiting for you to appear. I think your head will suddenly light up. However, the miracle never happened. I'm completely disappointed. I felt the pain, the devastation of waiting, and the torture of expectation.
5. I smiled because I had it; Because of the loss, I became more lonely. At midnight, the twinkling stars can't see through my inner loneliness, and the moonlight can't reflect my inner loss. When I think of life without you, I really feel that I am the loneliest person in the world.
Sixth, the hope of Gao Dong in his twilight years, what does the migration depend on? Trees are all autumn colors, and mountains are only sparkling.
I still know you after breaking up, but I don't want to see you again. If you live well, I won't bless you. If your life is bad, I won't laugh at you, because we are strangers from now on, and there is no more me in your world and no more you in my world. I can't cherish you anymore. I'm sorry, what I lost is what you lost.
Eight, the old powder is as good as ever, and people hate each other. There are still a few running books in a spring, and Qiu Lai's books are even rarer.
Nine, but how unlucky the poet is, he will become a king.
Ten, among thousands of people, meet the person you met; In thousands of years, in the boundless wilderness of time, we happened to catch up, neither earlier nor later.
Eleven, night dream suddenly home, Xiao Xuan window, is dressing up.
Twelve, ask how much sadness you can have, just like a river flowing eastward.
Thirteen, time flies, no one knows that my heart is hurt.
Fourteen, heartbroken every year, moonlit, short Matsuoka.
Fifteen, joy is free to disperse, and one person laughs alone.
Sixteen, the belt is getting wider and wider, and people will never regret it, because it is yin and haggard!
17. Autumn among leaves, autumn leaves, autumn wind? Who forgot the direction of happiness? Why do you forget such a long time? You will inadvertently wake up the dust of the years and then go back to the past for no reason.
Eighteen, red lotus root fragrant jade. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.
Nineteen, our life has too much helplessness, and we can't change it, and we can't change it. To make matters worse, we have lost the idea of change.
Twenty, willows hang down to the ground and flowers fly in the sky.
2 1. I don't want to be overwhelmed by mathematics and physics, lose my sense of existence because of my grades, and become a mechanical and complicated person.
Twenty-two, the music is playing, and the mood is low. Autumn rain falls. I miss you. Tears fell and my heart broke. When people go to the empty building, petals fly. I wish I could forget everything. Time can make us forget everything ... Heartache and sadness will be blowing in the wind. ....
Twenty-three, some people meet like meteors. In an instant, it produces an enviable spark, but it is destined to pass in a hurry.
Twenty-four, many unforgettable memories, in the baptism of years, are either incomplete or vague; Many familiar faces have faded into familiar figures in the busy rhythm and intermittent contact. However, what has not changed in the change is the true feelings hidden behind it.