1. One sentence to describe myself as heartbroken
If life gives me countless faces, I will always choose the most painful one to touch. . Ah, my heart is so stuffed!
We must have the simplest life and the most distant dream, even if it is freezing tomorrow and the road is far away. Ah, my heart is so stuffed!
I have seen your most affectionate face and softest smile. In the cold world, like a light, it gives me the ability to be content. Love while walking. Ah, my heart is so stuffed!
The sun is still far away, but there must be the sun. Not too crowded.
I am just like you and he is like the weeds and flowers. Congested.
Who can be miserable enough to tango alone.
The more you desire to possess, the more vulnerable you become.
This city has no legend about the grass growing and the orioles flying. It always lives in reality, with fast drumbeats, hurried figures, numb eyes, and false smiles, and I am being assimilated. Ah, my heart is so stuffed!
We are all right or wrong, we all love but forget, you cried when we left or something, I just hurt but still smiled. I feel that it will become a good song in the 21st century...
Since ancient times, sentiment has always been empty of hatred, and this hatred lasts forever.
The raindrops dripped into my eyes, flowed into my heart, and moistened my withered thoughts.
When it rains outside, the clouds are crying! Logic is on its knees
The flowers are ignorant, the moon is boring, and the wine is useless.
Even if we meet, we forget to say anything. Shushan is covered with clouds and smoke in the morning and evening. At that time, I was living in the world of mortals, and now I have one less destiny. Three years of bitter love have come to naught, and I can’t help but shed tears. I am ashamed of myself and others, but I have recovered my ambition and still pursue the king.
Sauvignon Blanc is heart-breaking. . It's so simple that just one sentence can be so touching.
I sincerely know that everyone has this kind of hatred, and poor and humble couples suffer from everything.
Could it be that God is so angry that he cannot let out a sigh or two?
I didn't move, and said angrily in my heart, "She looks so ugly, so I call her aunt. My aunts are all dignified and beautiful, huh!" My heart was blocked.
(Linghu Chong) Suddenly, her chest felt as if she had been hit hard by a hammer, and she suddenly realized: "This is a Fujian folk song, and it was taught to her by Junior Brother Lin!"
The two of them are dressed in fresh and clean clothes. Just looking at their backs, they look like a pair of equally talented and beautiful people. Linghu Chong felt as if something was clogged in his chest, and he could hardly breathe.
My heart is tense. How can I bear this? I was worried that the young warrior would suddenly jump up or scream. I didn't dare to look towards him, and couldn't bear to watch my possession being burned alive. But I couldn't help but look. I was hoping for something to happen. Miracle - the fire suddenly went out. My heart was like a knife, and my eyes were blurred with tears...
I am a flower that does not bloom. I am accustomed to withering before I learn to bloom. Oh my god! Heartbroken ~ 2. Ancient poems about the emotions of separation
The following are a number of ancient poems about the emotions of separation. I hope you like it.
Farewell to Dong Da (Gao Shi of the Tang Dynasty)
Thousands of miles of yellow clouds are shining in the daytime, and the north wind is blowing wild geese and snow.
Don’t worry, there will be no friends in the future. No one in the world will know you.
Sending off the second envoy of the Yuan Dynasty to Anxi (Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty)
The morning rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guesthouses are green and willow-colored.
I advise you to drink another glass of wine, and there will be no old friends when you leave Yangguan in the west.
Sending Zhu Da to the Qin Dynasty (Tang Dynasty·Meng Haoran)
Visitors to Wuling, the sword is worth a thousand gold.
When we break up, we will give each other gifts, but our hearts will remain the same throughout our lives.
Farewell to Xin Jian at the Furong Tower (Tang Dynasty·Wang Changling)
Entering Wu in the cold and rainy night, I saw off my guest Chu Shangu in the bright light.
Relatives and friends in Luoyang are like asking each other, with a heart of ice in a jade pot.
Sending off a friend (Li Bai, Tang Dynasty)
Green mountains stretch across Beiguo, and white water surrounds the east city. Say goodbye in here, then fight in the lonely and long way.
The thoughts of wandering in the floating clouds, the love of old friends in the setting sun. Wave your hands and go from here, Xiaoxiao class horse roars.
Farewell to the King on his Eleventh Journey to the South (Liu Changqing of the Tang Dynasty)
The gentleman in Li is full of smoke and water, waving his hands and staining his towel with tears. The flying birds are nowhere to be seen, and the green mountains are empty towards people.
The Yangtze River is sailing far away, and the setting sun is spring across the lakes. Who can see that on Tingzhou, the white apples are full of lovesickness and sorrow.
Farewell to a Friend (Xue Tao of Tang Dynasty)
There is frost at night in Jianjia, the country of Shui. The moon is cold and the mountains are green.
Who said that a thousand miles away from today would be as long as a fortress away from dreams.
Farewell to Master Lingche (Liu Changqing of the Tang Dynasty)
In Cangcang Bamboo Forest Temple, the bells ring late.
The lotus hat carries the setting sun, and the green mountains return alone.
Send Dr. Pei to be demoted to Jizhou (Liu Changqing of the Tang Dynasty)
The ape cries and the guests disperse at the head of the river at dusk, and the water flows naturally.
The same author is chasing the minister and the king farther away, a lonely boat thousands of miles away from the green mountains.
Two Songs of Farewell on a Moonlit Night in Jiangting (Part 2) (Wang Bo, Tang Dynasty)
The smoke cage is surrounded by green bricks, and the moon is flying towards the south end.
Loneliness is hidden from the pavilion, and the country is cold at night.
Sending each other off in the mountains (Wang Wei of Tang Dynasty)
Sending each other off in the mountains, the sunset covers the firewood.
When the grass is green next spring, will the king and grandson return?
Farewell to Li Duan (Lulun, Tang Dynasty)
The old pass is full of decaying grass, and it is sad to say farewell. The road is out of the cold clouds, when people return to the dusk snow.
It is early for a young man to be a guest, but it is difficult to recognize you late. Covering the tears and facing each other in the sky, where will the wind and dust end?
Farewell to the eight members of the royal family at night in Baling (Jia Zhi of the Tang Dynasty)
Farewell to Luoyang when the catkins are flying, and to Sanxiang after the plum blossoms bloom.
The feelings of the world have dispersed with the floating clouds, and the hatred has disappeared with the river.
Sending firewood to serve the emperor (Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty)
The flowing water flows through the five hills, sending you firewood will not help you heal your wounds.
The green mountains are together with the clouds and rain, but the bright moon has never been the two villages.
Sending Meng Haoran to Guangling
(Tang @ Li Bai)
The old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and the fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.
The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky. 3. Recommend a poem that expresses pain
The beauty is gone forever, leaving behind a person whose heart is broken! Where is the beauty?
In the past, the deep love was like clouds of smoke, but now there are tears and pain! Ask Tianya, Tianya has no emotions!
I am the only one in love in the world, and I will cry alone until dawn! Ask Mingyue, but Mingyue has no reply!
Force your face to smile and shed tears, and no one will notice the tears on your pillow!
Last night’s spring breeze and last night’s rain make it hard to find a beautiful woman today! It is easy to fall in love, but difficult to stay together!
I miss you day and night, and I shed tears like a river, who knows! They say they will never be separated, but now they are separated again!
Love is as endless as the Yellow River, and love is as long as the Yangtze River! Sad sad sad! Miserable!
Love has been talked about for a long time, but who has seen true love?
The love last night cannot be kept, the love today is gone!
Under the bright moon, I made a promise that we will never be separated in this life!
I can’t say enough about the love I had in one night, but I left a shadow on my pillow today!
Youmeng will meet you at night, but youmeng will wake up to nothing!
The love in the past life continues, and the love in the past life will continue again in this life! 4. Looking for a poem about taking your time
The only poems about taking your time are:
1. The early tide goes out and the late tide comes, flowing sixty times a month. "Tide" Bai Juyi
2. Not only does time come and go, Hangzhou is also urged by the tide as it ages. "Tide" Bai Juyi
3. I advise you not to cherish your gold-threaded clothes, but to cherish your youth. "Golden Threaded Clothes" by Du Qiuniang of the Tang Dynasty
4. When the flowers bloom, they must be broken, but don't wait until there are no flowers to break the branches. "Golden Thread Clothes" by Du Qiuniang of the Tang Dynasty
5. Not only does time come and go, but Hangzhou is also driven by the tide as it ages. [Poetic] It talks about the tide in Hangzhou, and the time passes by unconsciously
6. I advise you not to cherish your gold-threaded clothes, and I advise you to cherish your youth. [Poetic] I advise you not to cherish your luxurious gold-threaded clothes. I advise you to cherish your youth.
7. Just break the flowers when they are in bloom, but don’t wait until there are no flowers left. [Poetic] When the flowers are blooming and it’s time to break them, you should hurry up and break them. Don’t wait until the flowers fade and only break an empty branch. 5. Which poem in "The Book of Songs" describes Zhuang Jiang's beauty?
"Shuo Ren":
A Shuo man is tall and handsome, and his clothes are rich and beautiful. The son of the Marquis of Qi and the wife of the Marquis of Wei. The sister of Donggong, the aunt of Marquis Xing, and the Duke of Tan are protecting his private interests.
The hands are like catkins, the skin is like condensed fat, the collar is like a cricket grub, the teeth are like gourd rhinoceros, the head is like a moth and the eyebrows are moth-like, the smile is charming, and the beautiful eyes are looking forward to it.
Ao Ao, a great scholar, talked about it in the countryside. The four males are arrogant, and Zhu Kui is arrogant. Zhai Fu came to court. The official retired early, leaving the king with no work to do.
The river is full of water, and the north current is alive. Shi Jianhao, the tuna hair. Jiaqiao is exposed, the common people are evil, and the common people are guilty.
Zhuang Jiang is considered to be the first female poet in China, and she left behind an eternal masterpiece
"Yan Yan":
Yan Yan Yu Fei, It's a shame. The son returned home and was sent far away into the wild. I can't even look forward to it, and I cry like rain.
The swallows are flying, and they are flying. When his son returns, he will be far away from him. Looking beyond reach, I stood there and cried.
The swallows are flying, and the sound is rising from below. His son returned home and was sent far to the south. Looking beyond my reach, it really works my heart.
Zhong's heart is blocked if he is left alone. At the end of the day, he is warm and helpful, and he is careful about his body. The thought of the first emperor is to exploit the few people.