Poems about sadness, heartache, and longing

1 Ancient poem: The white hair is three thousand feet long, and the fate is as long as the worry.

Don’t be sad and resentful. Silence is better than sound at this time.

Cut the knife to cut off the water, the water will flow more, and raise a cup to relieve the sorrow and sorrow.

Wine enters the sad heart and turns into tears of lovesickness.

With tears in her eyes, she asked the flowers without saying a word, and the red flowers flew across the swing.

The ground is covered with yellow flowers. Who is worthy of being haggard now? Watching the window, how can one be dark alone?

Autumn wind and autumn rain are so sad!

How can three cups and two glasses of light wine defeat him? It's late and the wind is blowing. The wild geese are passing by. I'm sad, but it's an old acquaintance.

Young people don’t know what it’s like to feel sad, so they forcefully talk about it in order to write new words.

I heard that the spring in Shuangxi is still good, so I plan to take a boat trip. I'm afraid that the boat in Shuangxi will not be able to carry it, and I will be very sad.

Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river of spring water flowing eastward.

I originally compared my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon illuminated the canal.

Speechless, I went up to the west building alone, the moon was like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree locked deep in the courtyard in the clear autumn.

If you are a master, you can show your true name in the world. Who can be compared to others in a thousand years?

The spring breeze brings joy to the horse's hoof disease, and I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day.

After dusk when I drink wine in Dongli, there is a faint fragrance filling my sleeves. There is no way to lose one's soul. The west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

The wind abides in the dust and the fragrant flowers are gone. I am tired of combing my hair day and night. Things are different and people are not the same. Everything stops. If you want to speak, you will shed tears first.

The flowers float and the water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart.

Lonely in the boudoir, every inch of my heart is full of sorrow. Cherish that spring is gone, what time will the flowers rain?

2 modern sentences: When I am alone, my heart is weeping. Loneliness is only the sadness of one person, but it is the pain of everyone

Smoking and drinking With a dusty feeling, a cold heart, sadness, joy, and drunkenness, a dispute of right and wrong will drift with the wind

Everyone is sad, helpless, and indifferent, and music is how we express our feelings. The best way. Please let your sadness flow little by little as the music plays

In this state of neither sadness nor joy, you laugh but have no clue! You are no longer sad when you are sad! Your own smile is the tranquility of the soul. Antidote! Be quiet in yourself

A season of flowers blooming and fragrance on the streets, a season of sorrow and resentment, and a wound on the pillow. Before the song ends, people have dispersed, before the wine is drunk, the heart has been broken. A season of flowers blooming, the fragrance on the street, a season of sadness and resentment, the pillow is hurt. Before the song ends, people have dispersed, before the wine is drunk, the heart has been broken

If you see through the world and see through love, you will never be hurt by love again. If the sky has love, the sky will also grow old, it is because love guides. No sadness, no hurt, no pain, no separation, no abandonment, no letting go. Sad when love leaves, happy when love comes. If you wait for love to come again, you will be reincarnated in the next life

Fireworks blooming is a temporary beauty, but no one sees what is behind the fireworks! It is lonely! It dedicates the most beautiful side to the audience and expresses sadness , Loneliness is left to yourself! So please all boys and girls in love, don’t let loneliness and sadness! Go into their hearts and understand his (her) thoughts! Love him (her) sincerely and cherish him (her)

No one suddenly becomes sad for no reason. Behind every kind of sadness, there must be an unforgettable past. Memories are unstoppable tears, unstoppable sadness, and unstoppable longing. There was once a one in six billion chance that we would meet and fall in love, but in just one thought, we missed it. It turns out that angels are destined to belong to heaven... It turns out that people can live in such a miserable state

Because love does not make you sad easily, so everything is happy, because love grows simply, So I will still be crazy about you at any time. Because of love, how can there be vicissitudes of life, so we are still young. Because love is in that place, so I package the sadness and simply collect it. What I decide to see, remember, and understand is all beautiful< /p>

If someone hurts you, if someone fails you, please remember that love is a lonely practice, and everything you encounter today is the most rare thing in life. . . And before you wake up from the nightmare and forget about them,

Please keep this mark and enjoy the sadness. . .

You know, the older you get, the less sad you are. We all have pain that we don’t want to share with others, so we can only choose to hide it, bear it alone, shed tears alone, and grieve alone. Then, a person slowly transforms, gradually forgets, becomes a memory, and no longer cares about it.

But after all, it is just one person’s feeling. Who else but your heartbeat will understand how much joy and sadness there is in your story?

Life sometimes makes you feel confused, and sometimes it makes you feel confused. It is painful, but sometimes it can bring you happiness. Life is a net, and love is like a special thing that seems to be caught in the net in life. In short, it is sour, sweet, bitter, painful, hurt, laugh, Sorrow, joy, sorrow, and anger are all firmly trapped inside. The traces of darkness are hurt by sadness, cold from injuries, and the body and mind die. In search of that vague warmth, they ignore everything around them... When you wake up The moment I arrived, I realized that I was so strange