Tragic love poems

1. Poems describing sadness, come back to your tears, when you don't meet before you get married.

Xiao Lang was a passer-by as soon as Houmen entered the sea.

Nothing is good for a poor couple.

It had come and gone before I knew it, a moment that should last forever.

Acacia knows when to meet, and this night is awkward.

Love is always heartless, and you can't laugh if you don't feel it.

Candles have the heart to say goodbye and cry for others until dawn.

The oblique sunlight casts a lingering light.

Oblique sunshine casts a lingering brilliance;

Broken-hearted Baipingzhou

Growing together on the earth, two branches of a tree. We want to fly in heaven, and two birds use one wing.

When this endless sorrow lasts forever, the earth will last forever and heaven will last forever; One day both will be over.

Since ancient times, beautiful women have been born behind closed doors.

Ten years of life and death are unforgettable without thinking about it.

There is nowhere to talk in the lonely grave.

Even if we meet, we should not know that the dust is covered with frost.

When night came, my dream suddenly came home. Xiao Xuan window is dressing up.

Take care of each other without words, only a thousand tears.

It is expected that the annual heartbroken site will be short and loose on a moonlit night.

One kind of lovesickness and two kinds of leisure worries

I can't get rid of this situation, but I frown and go to my heart.

Looking for cold and loneliness, sadness and sadness.

Searched him thousands of times in the crowd.

Looking back suddenly, the man was in the dim light.

Life is born infatuated with love, and this hatred has nothing to do with romance.

I collected this, hehe.

2. There are ancient poems about love tragedy, which should be clear and sad.

Embrace trade silk for self-protection. When robbers came to trade silk, they came to me. Sending a child involves gas, as for Dunqiu. When I was a robber, I had no good media. There is no anger in the child, and autumn lasts.

Take the other side of the wall to get back to the customs. I didn't see the resumption of customs, so I cried. Seeing the resumption of GATT, I was full of laughter and laughter. Well, Parr, the body is not responsible. Driving your car to bribe me to move.

Mulberries come and go, and the leaves are fertile. In the nest, there is no mulberry. I am a girl, so I don't have to worry about it. The anxiety of scholars can still be said; You can't say a woman is worried.

Mulberry fell, yellow, and fell. Self-pity, poor three years old. Qishui soup, curtain skirt. Women are unhappy, too. Do what you have to do. Scholars are also extremely useless.

Being a woman at the age of three is exhausting. Sleepless all night, there must be a dynasty. Words must be done, as for violence; My brother didn't know, but he smiled. Calm down and think about it, and you will bow your head and feel sorry for yourself.

Being together always makes me complain. Qi has a shore and discipline has a plate. General's corner banquet, talking and laughing. Swear, forget it. On the contrary, I don't think about it. I'm already embarrassed!

3. An ancient poem describing tragic love, Untitled by Li Shangyin.

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.

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.

In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.

There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .

But I think Lu You's Hairpin Phoenix is better, but it's just a sentence.

Is this word ok? One: Lu You

Red crisp hands, yellow wine, mancheng spring willow.

East wind evil, thin heart,

A sad mood, staying away from the cable after a few years,

No! No! No!

Spring is as old as ever, people are empty and thin, and tears are red and sad;

Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion,

Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu.

Mo! Mo! Mo!

Translation:

There are red crisp hands on the table, holding out yellow rice wine, spring scenery rippling in the city, and green willows swaying in the palace wall. How hateful the spring breeze is, blowing the rich joy so thin and full of sadness, leaving a few years of life very bleak. Looking back, it's all wrong, wrong, wrong!

Red crisp hands, Huang Teng wine. Willow trees on the palace wall in spring in the city. Dong Feng Xie, who is in a bad mood, has been very depressed in recent years. No! No! No!

The beautiful spring scenery remains the same, but people are so thin that they miss each other in vain. Tears wash away the rouge on their faces, and the thin silk handkerchief is all wet. The peach blossoms in the garden have withered and the elegant pond has dried up. Although the vows of eternal love exist, who can believe the brocade document? Think it over, only Mo, Mo, Mo!

Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion. Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Mianshu. Mo! Mo! Mo!

Two: Tang Wan

The world is thin, human feelings are evil, and it is easy to fall when the rain is sent late;

The wind is dry, the tears are residual,

If you want to write your thoughts, you can talk alone in the diagonal bar.

Difficult, difficult, difficult.

People become different, today is not yesterday, and sick souls are often thousands of miles away;

The horn is cold and the night is hazy.

Afraid of people asking questions, swallowing tears and pretending to be happy,

Hide, hide, hide.

Precautions:

Note: Tang Wan, originally Lu You's wife, separated because of Lu Mu's opposition. Lu You was traveling in Shenyuan alone, and when she came across Tang Wan and her husband Zhao Shicheng, she couldn't help feeling deeply, and wrote down the famous sentence "Feng Feng". Tang Wan was in tears after reading it, and when he got home, he wrote this song "Hairpin Phoenix", which soon ended in depression. The two of them are probably the most typical examples of "predestination".

Red crisp hand: A dessert similar to flour and fruit.

Translation:

The world is cold, it is raining at dusk, and the peach blossoms fall. In this bleak scene, people's hearts can't help but be sad. The morning breeze dried the tears last night, but when I wanted to write down my thoughts, I couldn't. I can only lean on the railing and call you away from my heart. Talking to yourself in a low voice, I hope you can hear it, too. Can you hear me? It's hard to forget the good old days; It is difficult to communicate with you from afar and pour out your heart; In this cold world and evil human feelings, it is even more difficult to survive!

This time is different from the past, so far away, I am seriously ill now, just like Qiu Qiansuo. The night wind is biting and the whole body is cold. Listening to the horn in the distance, I felt a chill in my heart. When the night is over, I will be like this night soon, right? Afraid of being asked, I held back my tears and forced a smile in front of others. I want to hide my illness from others; Hide my sadness; Hide all the sadness from missing you! But who can you fool?

(However, Tang Wan's reply that whether this poem is true or written by a nosy person has always been controversial. It is rumored that the world replied to Lu You by Tang Wan's hand. )

4. Write an ancient poem with a tragic love ending, with red lips and lonely boudoir. Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain. Leaning against the post is just not in the mood! Where are people? Even it's getting dark, and the way home is broken. Drunken flowers, thick clouds and fog, eternal sorrow, refreshing mind, golden beasts disappear. Double Ninth Festival, lying in bed, in the middle of the night, the cold on my body has just been soaked. Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his 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. A piece of plum, red lotus root, fragrant residual jade autumn. 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. 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. On Tanabata, Fanghua sang in the grass, and the phoenix tree was shocked, and the ground was full of sorrow. Yuntai moon and earth, locked a thousand times. You come and I go, don't meet. I haven't seen you for years, but I want to leave my feelings and don't hate being poor. Penny Weaver, this is just separation. Sometimes it's sunny, sometimes it rains, sometimes it's windy. On the phoenix stage, I remember playing the flute. I was blown red. I got up and combed my hair. Ren Bao is full of dust, curtain hook. I am afraid that I will leave my arms, but I don't want to say anything. New arrivals are thin, not dry wine, not sad autumn. Hugh. If you go back, you can't stay after going to Yangguan for thousands of times. Read Wu Lingren, smoke locks Qin Lou. Only the running water in front of the building should remember me and stare at me all day. Looking at the place, I have added new worries since then. The voice is searching slowly, cold and desolate, sad and miserable. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. 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. Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark? Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence!

Remember to adopt

5. Write an ancient poem with a tragic love ending, with red lips and lonely boudoir.

Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain. Leaning against the post is just not in the mood! Where are people? Even it's getting dark, and the way home is broken.

Drunken flowers, thick clouds and fog, eternal sorrow, refreshing mind, golden beasts disappear. Double Ninth Festival, lying in bed, in the middle of the night, the cold on my body has just been soaked.

Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his 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.

A piece of plum, red lotus root, fragrant residual jade autumn. 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. 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.

On Tanabata, Fanghua sang in the grass, and the phoenix tree was shocked, and the ground was full of sorrow. Yuntai moon and earth, locked a thousand times.

You come and I go, don't meet. I haven't seen you for years, but I want to leave my feelings and don't hate being poor.

Penny Weaver, this is just separation. Sometimes it's sunny, sometimes it rains, sometimes it's windy. On the phoenix stage, I remember playing the flute. I was blown red. I got up and combed my hair.

Ren Bao is full of dust, curtain hook. I am afraid that I will leave my arms, but I don't want to say anything.

New arrivals are thin, not dry wine, not sad autumn. Hugh. If you go back, you can't stay after going to Yangguan for thousands of times.

Read Wu Lingren, smoke locks Qin Lou. Only the running water in front of the building should remember me and stare at me all day.

Looking at the place, I have added new worries since then. The voice is searching slowly, cold and desolate, sad and miserable.

It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. 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.

Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark? Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk.

This time, what a sad sentence! Remember to adopt

6. What are the poems related to the ancient love tragedy? This word is a love tragedy written by Lu You himself.

The original match of Lu You was the aristocratic family of Tang gentry in the same county. After marriage, the two "get along well" and "harmoniously", and they are a loving couple. Unexpectedly, Lu Mu, one of the marriage arrangers, was disgusted with his daughter-in-law, forcing Lu You to abandon the Tang family.

In the case that Lu You's exhortation and pleading were of no help, the two were finally forced to separate, and Tang remarried Zhao Shicheng, the son of the same county, and was never heard from again. One spring day a few years later, Lu You met Tang who was traveling with her husband in Shenyuan near Yuji Temple in the south of her hometown (now Shaoxing).

Tang arranged wine and food to show his comfort to Lu You. Lu you was deeply moved by people's feelings, so he took the word "drunken songs" and wrote a letter on the garden wall.

The first poem describes the poet's meeting with Tang, expressing their deep attachment and yearning for love, and also expressing the poet's unspeakable sadness and resentment. The first film of Ci laments the pain of forced divorce by recalling the happy love life in the past, which has two meanings.

The first three sentences are the first layer of the film, recalling the beautiful scene when I was traveling with the Tang family: "Red hands, Huang Teng wine. Spring scenery in the city. "

Although it is a memory, it is impossible to write down the whole scene, because it is lyric, not prose, not memoir, so I only choose one scene to write, and this scene only chooses one or two most representative and characteristic details to write. "Red Crispy Hands" not only describes Tang's graceful gesture of being attentive to the poet, but also summarizes the beauty of Tang as a whole (including her inner beauty).

However, more importantly, it concretely and vividly shows the tenderness between loving couples and the happiness and joy of their married life. The third sentence outlines a broad and far-reaching background for the couple in the Spring Garden, pointing out that they are enjoying the spring scenery.

The rosy arms of down, the yellow seal of wine and the green of willow give this painting a bright and harmonious sense of color. The word "east wind evil" is the second layer, describing the writer's painful feelings after being forced to divorce.

On the previous floor, I wrote about Chun Qing in Spring Scenes, which is infinitely beautiful. When I suddenly turned here, the tide of angry feelings suddenly broke through the gate of the poet's mind and was irresistibly vented. The word "East Wind Evil" is a pun with rich connotations, which is the key to the whole word and the crux of the poet's love tragedy.

It turns out that the east wind can revive the earth and bring vitality to everything. But when it blows wildly, it will also destroy the spring state. The next film says that "peach blossoms fall, and the pool pavilion is idle", which is the serious consequence it brings, so it is called "evil". But mainly figuratively, it is the power of "evil" that causes the poet's love tragedy.

As for whether Lu Mu is included, the answer should be undeniable. Just because it is inconvenient to say it, but it is unavoidable, I have to express it in this implicit way. The following three sentences further express the poet's hatred of "Dongfeng" and complement the word "evil": "Love is thin.

A sad mood, a cable that I haven't seen for years. "A happy marriage was forced to break up, and a loving couple was forced to separate, which made the two of them suffer great emotional torture and pain. A few years of parting life brought them only sadness and resentment.

Isn't it like the brilliant spring flowers being destroyed and withered by the ruthless east wind? Then "wrong, wrong, wrong", three "wrong" words in a row, even burst, the feelings are extremely painful. But who is wrong? Is it to deny "dare not violate the wishes of the venerable" and finally "marry the daughter"? Is it a denial of the oppression of the venerable person? Is it a denial of the unreasonable marriage system? The poet didn't make it clear, and it was not easy to make it clear. This "Thousand-Jin Olive" (Dream of Red Mansions) is reserved for our readers to taste.

Although this layer is straightforward, angry feelings, like a river, flow like a thousand miles. But it's not endless. The words "east wind evil" and "wrong, wrong, wrong" are very interesting. The second part of the word, from feeling the past back to reality, further expresses the great grief of his wife's forced divorce, and is also divided into two layers.

Change the first three sentences to the first floor and write down the performance of Down's when Shen Yuan meets again. "Spring scenery remains the same" comes from the last sentence "Spring scenery in the city", which is the background of meeting at this time.

It is still the same spring day as before, but people are not what they used to be. In the past, the skin of down was so rosy and full of youthful vitality; Now, she is haggard and emaciated under the ruthless destruction of the "East Wind".

Although the phrase "people are empty and thin" only describes the change of Tang's appearance, it clearly shows the great pain brought to her by "being away from cables for several years". Like a poet, she also suffers from "melancholy"; Like a poetess, she always loves old people. How else can you lose weight? Writing about the change of appearance to express the change of inner world is a common technique in literary works, but being thin is thin. Why do you want to add an "empty" word in it? "The monarch has his own wife, and Luo Fu also has a husband."

From the perspective of marriage, the two have long been irrelevant. Water under the bridge. Aren't you torturing yourself for lovesickness? With this word, the poet's feelings of pity, comfort and pain are expressed. The phrase "tears" further shows Tang's mental state at this meeting through her facial expressions and movements.

When we meet again in the old garden and recall the past, can she not cry? But the poet did not write tears directly, but wrote her "tears are red and sad" by line drawing, which is more euphemistic, more calm, more vivid and more touching. And the word "head" not only shows his tears, but also shows his sadness.

On the second floor of the last film, the screenwriter wrote himself in a straightforward way; Here, when she wrote about Tang's family, she changed her skills and only wrote about the changes in her appearance and posture and her painful feelings. Because what is written in this layer is seen by the poet, it also has the artistic effect of "feeling at first sight". It can be seen that poets are not only deeper than feelings, but also deeper than words.

The last few words of the word are the second layer of the next movie, which describes the writer's painful mood after he is down and out. His previous works are Peach Blossom Falls and East Wind Evil.

7. How to string together the poems of ancient love tragedy to describe the tragedy of the first love: Ling Bo didn't cross Hengtang Road, and watched Chen Fang go to Jinse for a long time. He was alone in the window of Yueqiao Garden, and he didn't know until spring came.

Today last year, in this door, people's faces were covered with flowers. I don't know where to go, but the peach blossom in the spring breeze still smiles.

The swing inside the wall laughs outside the wall, the beauty inside the wall laughs outside the wall, and the laughter fades away, but the affection is ruthless.

Love tragedy: You gave birth to me before I was born, and I was old when I gave birth to you. You hate that I was born late, and I hate that you were born early.

You were born before I was born, and I was old when I was born. Hate is not born at the same time. Hello every day.

I was born before you were born, but you were born when I was old. I am far away from you, and you are far away from me.

I was born before you were born, but you were born when I was old. Become a butterfly, look for flowers every night and live in the grass.

You walk, walk, walk all the time, thus separating your life from mine. Thousands of miles apart, each E68A843231313353236313432313633333313633333333333333333333333333.

It's a long way to Xiu Yuan, and it will be safe. North Malaysia is still attached to the north wind, south birds fly north, and nest in the south branch.

The longer they are apart, the wider they become and the thinner they become. Wandering clouds cover the sun, and wanderers are reluctant to return in foreign countries.

Just because I want you to age me, another year will soon end. There are many other things to say, just wish you take care of yourself and don't be hungry and cold.

Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, the desolation of nowhere to talk.

Red crisp hands, Huangteng wine, Mancheng spring willow.

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 still the same, people are empty and thin, and tears are red.

Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold books.

Momomo.

We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one, grow on the earth, two branches of a tree ... the earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sorrow will last forever (see the whole poem)

Peacock flies southeast and wanders for five miles (see full poem)

The thin clouds in the sky are changing, the meteors in the sky convey the sadness of acacia, and the endless galaxy I quietly crossed tonight. When the golden wind meets the dew, it will win, but there are countless people in the world.

Ask what love is in the world and teach life and death.

Flying in all directions, the old wings have been hot and cold several times.

Have fun, leave the bitterness, and there will be more children in school.

You should have a saying, Wan Li's cloud, Qian Shan's snow, only to whom.

Cross grave road, flute and drum when lonely, smoke is still flat.

What's the point of evocation? Shan Gui secretly calls the shots.

The sky is also jealous. If you don't believe it, birds and swallows are all loess.

For generations, leave it to poets to sing, drink and visit Qiu Yan.

Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed. Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be.

There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, there is Lei Zhen in winter, and there is rain and snow in summer. Only when heaven and earth are in harmony can we dare to be with you! (This is an oath. )

I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.

These are poems.