A poem about losing a lover

1, last night's star, last night's wind, west of the studio, east of cinnamon hall. Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same.

2, spring is not green, the first silk, the world will not be sad for a long time. I don't know who made me miss that evening, that happy reunion night. Only you and I can understand this feeling.

3. When is the spring flower and autumn moon, and how much is known about the past.

4, the clock has been gone for a long time, there is no confidant in the world.

Shen Yan, a fish, traveled around the world and believed that human beings were separated from each other at first.

6, Tao is a good marriage, I only look at the wood and stone alliance. Facing the sky, the nobles in the mountains are crystal clear with snow; I will never forget the lonely forest in the world.

7. Birds fly high and go alone.

8. Flying around, flying around, what am I like, just a sandpiper in the vast world! .

9. There is a village near Qingjiang River. Who was left out in the boudoir? What a gaunt railing man.

10, the phoenix tree falls, and it is still crisp and lonely in autumn.

1 1, this song will never be played again. The three-foot lyre died for you.

12, plum blossoms are often drunk in the snow every year.

13, don't ask each other, afraid to ask each other, asking each other also adds hate.

14, Du's pen is sad to read, like an aunt scratching.

15, seal of orchid paper, spring star.

16, first of all, it is best not to meet each other, so you can not fall in love.

17, it's hard to dream, but it's hard to hate. People who don't care don't like to hear it, and the empty steps fall.

18, where is the return trip? Long pavilion with short pavilion.

19, Yongxiang resented Luo Qi for many years, leaving his feelings and thinking about the storm all day. There are infinite marks on the bamboo in Xiangjiang River, which are sprinkled in front of the first monument. People went to Qiu Zi to enter the fort, and soldiers heard songs at night. Chaolai Bashui Bridge asked, but I didn't send Yuke to the green robe.

20. Rain falls on Mount Li, and it's half sunny, and tears don't complain.

2 1. Don't complain that the golden cup is full.

22, the beast furnace sinks hookah, the green marsh residual flower piece, writes the lovesickness biography line by line.

23, bored to a person lying down, snapping his fingers.

24. The poor and uncertain river bones are still spring dreams.

25. Yu Ling's array is lingering. His left side is bruised and his right side is injured.

26, late at night, the wind and bamboo knock on the autumn rhyme, Chiba hates. So, if you look for it in your dream, the dream is not a lamp, it will burn.

27. whoever wants to move back, the boss will hurt his honor.

28, who knows this meaning, hate and loneliness.

29. We watched him walk eastward through the wheel tower door and enter the snowdrift on Tianding Road.

30, disturbing the horseshoe car dust, being ruthless by the years, gradually drifting away.

3 1, tender as water, like a dream, can take care of the bridge. If the relationship between two people lasts for a long time, is it a matter of time?

32, every night unless, good dreams make people unable to sleep.

33. The breeze is not scattered, and the rain adds a tear.

34. Stay away from hate is like grass in spring. No matter how far you go, it is still alive.

35. Where will heaven and earth go? When old love and new dreams come, dusk ends.

36. May you die in the embrace of the southwest wind.

37. Old friend upstairs, who refers to it? The grass falls in the sun.

38. I used to watch Huang Ju say goodbye to you, but now I listen to Xuan Chan, but I'm back.

39. The fallen petal intentionally follows the flowing water, but the flowing water has no intention of falling petal.

40, red crisp hands, yellow wine, spring palace wall Liu Mancheng. The east wind is evil, and the feelings are thin. A sad mood, a cable that I haven't seen for years. No, no, no. Spring is as old as ever, people are empty and thin, and tears are full of eyes. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion. Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu. Momomo.

4 1, if you want to follow the snow, look sideways to the north and touch the towel.

42. Pilgrims' hats are getting farther and farther under the green hills with the sunset.

43. Every winter, on the solstice in Handan, I am accompanied by a hug lamp. If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers.

44, crimson wax and other tears, Wu silkworm is lingering.

45. The drooping leaves on foreign trees and the lonely lanterns are cold at night.

46. Becoming a monk is easy because of the roots of generations.

47, soup rice cooked for a while, I don't know who I am! Going out and looking east, tears fell on my clothes.

48, lamenting the world, the fly in the ointment is that even if Qi Mei cited this case, it is difficult to be leveled.

49. How many tears will you shed before the flowers bloom under the moon?

50. On the moon, willows shoot, and people meet at dusk.

5 1, teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the floor. Fall in love with the floor and worry about adding new words. Now that I know what it's like to worry, I want to talk about it. I want to say I'd better have a rest, but I said it's cold and autumn.

52. Turn off the lights in the courtyard and swing the rope to cut the wind.

53. Last year, when I was on the bridge in Lu 'an, I saw Zhu Lan chanting willow cotton.

54. The article is full of people's ears. I missed you once.

55, Xiaosonggang, the moon is like frost, and people are like floating flowers. Ten years, three thousand years, I hope we don't forget each other.

56. I once whipped a famous horse because I was drunk, and I was afraid of being tired of beauty.

57. I will return the old feelings and pity the people in front of me.

58. Sigh the world's fly in the ointment. Even in the case of Mei Qi, it is hard to tell what it means.

59. On the day of the most hastily resigned temple fair, Jiao Fang still played a farewell song and cried for Gong E.

60. Everything is old, and Rong Kuining laughs at the east wall.

6 1. Pedestrians look down on Wang Sun and buy out the golden hairpin.

62. I once had a prosperous dream, heard the sound of the waves rolling, and never saw the flowers in the horse again.

63. A gentleman who made a fortune, Gracilaria near Huachi.

It was a long time ago that I met her, 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.

65. In order to leave it to the poet, I sang and drank and visited Qiu Yan.

66. Acacia plum blossoms stayed up all night, and suddenly I suspected that the window was a gentleman.

67. From now on, don't fall in love with you.

68, how much melancholy, the mood is at the end of the world!

69. But for a while, I had these friends who cheered me up at the end of spring.

70. Sit in the boudoir. Lazy, more makeup comb, self-aware of the new haggard.

7 1, Chu, Hunan and Hubei were speechless with tears.

72, drink from Xiting, floating long hate floating Peng.

73. Bamboo shadow poetry is thin, and plum blossoms are fragrant in dreams.

74. Flowers are like flowers, and no one regrets teaching.

75. You must be very sad before you go home.

76. At sunset and dusk, people are lonely, but it is difficult to project into a single pair. Who do you want to send a poem to in your dream? I miss you every night.

77. I'm afraid I hurt Langyi before I respect you. I dare not shed tears.

78. The boy is fearless. How dare he help the woman! I've lost my gratitude, and I won't promise!

79. The trees in the sun hide the autumn mountains in the distance.

80, the clouds are light and the wind is high and the leaves are flying around, the courtyard is cold and rainy and the moss is micro, and the boudoir people quietly cover the screen.

8 1, romantic and heartless people secretly change, and the old tour is like a dream.

82. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you.

83. The low-flowered trees reflect the small makeup building, and the spring scenery enters the eyebrows at two o'clock.