Light snow and heavy snow.
Solstice of winter. Minor Cold
Great cold. In the lonely winter when I can't meet the second lonely person.
Walk alone, sing alone, go shopping alone, and watch the world carnival alone. People walked hand in hand around the amusement park.
He is the only one for her. I am the only one for everyone.
The world is full of opportunities for us to meet. But I've never seen you.
My world is so quiet that I can hear my own heartbeat. The blood in the atrium slowly flows back to the ventricle, and so on.
Smart people like to guess their minds. They may have guessed other people's hearts, but they also lost themselves. Silly people, who like to give their hearts, may be cheated, but they may not be able to get others'.
You thought I was invulnerable, I thought you were invulnerable. Touching a sad place is more ridiculous.
The world of mortals dreams together, but don't laugh and be affectionate. A handful of sad tears, who can solve the sad taste.
It is a pity to have a lover, but it is a pity to be buried in snow. Tears look up to the sky in a dream, thousands of miles away.
Poor lover, jack shall have Jill. Affectionate, ridiculous, and ridiculous to continue acting. It is impossible to miss the opportunity. It's ridiculous to wake up from a dream. It would be nice to know that luck is gone and money is gone. Unfortunately, time is not colorful, and time flies. Don't forget me, I am a husband destined to be beautiful.
Maybe you can love many people, but only one person will make you laugh the brightest and cry the saddest. For me-everyone should smile brightly, but I don't know who gave me the brightest smile.
Crying, that's common. But I don't understand who is sad and who makes me most sad.
It's just that my heart hurts too much, too much ... and then I can't feel the pain. I can't remember the light and shadow of the class barge.
Silent night, lonely people, wandering mood, sleepless night, looking out the window, cold wind blowing, adding desolation, the stars in the sky accompany me to sleep. I am waiting for the east wind to blow me, my heart is surging, my face is full of tears, my clothes are wet, the night is longer and my thoughts are more confused. At this time, I am alone, and I am sad on the emotional road. He doesn't belong to you and is doomed to give up.
Life's love, the road is bumpy, fate is doomed, don't let love get hurt, cherish what you have and give up what you have lost. Find yourself.
Alas, there are many lovers, poor infatuation, deep feelings in my heart, hard work, waste for self-esteem, but fate is biased, crying, a thousand miles of dreams, the clouds are not empty, and finally fall in love, love people, reluctant to leave the world of mortals. Whether you see me or not, I am there, neither sad nor happy; Miss me, or don't miss me, I feel there, and I won't come or go; You love me, or you don't love me, love is there, neither increasing nor decreasing; You follow me, or you don't follow me. My hand is in your hand. Don't give up.
Weeping and swallowing, passionate dreams break the world. Heart-wrenching pain, continuous drizzle, ruthless parting, tears like clear autumn.
There is nothing to do, but the dust has gone and the autumn wind is still there. When will it end? It's really cold in love, blowing away beautiful faces and leaves in the autumn wind.
A thousand miles of acacia has disappeared, and I can't hear the song of Jiali. I miss my heart so much, and I am sad to say goodbye to my lover. In this case, I should be rebellious. In your life, there will at least one time that you forget yourself for someone, asking for no result, no company, no ownership or even love. I just met you in my most beautiful years.
I am used to waiting, so I can't resist standing back to the origin of waiting in reincarnation. I don't know how long it will take to see the answer; I don't know, so how long do I have to wait for the result? Miss, very light, that's because I can't see the result of miss.
Perhaps, missing doesn't need results, it just proves that someone once existed in my heart. Can you give me a proof that it once existed? If you don't have the talent to grasp the true feelings, it will be heartless if you waste many years in the world of mortals. Sincere, you can soothe your heart, love and spit, and you are really hurt in love. On a sunny day, boundless love is full of fantasy, and you will step into absurdity, sobbing and blowing people's tears under your pillow, and now you are dreaming.
Accustomed to insomnia, accustomed to the silent night, lying in bed looking at the ceiling, thinking about your light blue clothes. Get used to sleeping with your partner. Get used to being alone in a room, holding a fluffy bear and sleeping alone.
Accustomed to eating salty, accustomed to the salt of the wound, it spread a little in my heart. I am used to looking at the sky and sitting alone in the well of love, reading poems about you.
Many past events have become so vague in front of our eyes. What we once believed, insisted on and always believed is actually nothing, nothing. Suddenly found himself stupid, stupid.
I swear, I laughed until tears came down. Laughing at us for being so stupid, we are always repeating some injuries, and no one can avoid being discovered by pain.
But I have been silly looking forward to it until I am disappointed, then looking forward to it, and then disappointed.
2. Sad modern poetry 1, "Give me a smile is enough" Wang Guozhen.
Don't give me too much affection.
What can I give you in return?
Emotional debt is the heaviest.
I can't repay it. How can I forget it?
Give me a smile.
Like a thin glass of wine, like a gentle wind.
This is the most touching declaration.
As if spring is warm and elegant.
2. Heart Crying is anonymous.
My heart is crying, crying.
Who stole my heart?
Makes me heartless
Can't tell good from bad.
My heart is crying, crying.
Who stole my heart?
Makes me confused.
Can't tell friends from enemies.
My heart is bleeding.
Crying in a lonely heart
3. Accidentally encounter anonymity
The wind blows
leaving no trace
Meeting and crossing.
The dream of the handover of the sun and the moon
Acquaintance begins with a mistake.
Sahar el layaly
Knowing each other, the abyss is endless
Unconscious dream
Finally, set foot on the journey of wandering alone
4. "Goodbye, My Dearest You" is anonymous.
We split up.
It has been a long time.
well
Finally can't hold each other's hands.
I'm afraid of listening to music alone.
Just because
No matter what kind of song it is
Will see your face.
Thoroughly
Run out of my love
Think of you.
Always unclear
What is love for?
The most emotional encounter
There is no escape from separation.
I never understood.
Dearest you.
I've met before, and I hate each other.
The ending is also separation.
Never understand
The days with you
It's sweet to have wind and rain.
In the end, this is just a memory.
I really want to ask
I love you most.
Did you and I meet?
It was doomed to be separated from the beginning.
Care too much
Always easy to lose
Because it weighs heavily on others.
Hurt yourself.
I should forget you.
Forget the people you once loved.
Thousands of words
You are always in my affectionate words.
Goodbye, my dearest you.
5. "Li Ge" is anonymous
Go to the end of the road
Sigh softly
Immortal truth
Embrace youth
In the arms of order
Struggle ceaselessly
Physical shackles
make a futile effort
In the ridicule of the world
Slowly disperse
Yanzifei
Road sigh
Let me recite a farewell song.
Under the call of the wind
Fly into your heart lake
make trouble
Let me recite a farewell song.
Under the witness of flowers
A beating flame
Burn to ashes
Happy bluebird
Take away all my thoughts.
Let this floating time
There is no one like me.
The furthest distance in the world is not that you can't resist this yearning, but that you have to pretend that you are not in your heart at all. Instead, you used your cold heart to dig an insurmountable ditch for the person who loves you.
If you don't like to show off, don't show off to him. Showing off to him only means that you still care about his ideas and you are still obsessed with him. Seeing this embarrassment, he will only be convinced that you have never forgotten him. When love is about to end, you don't want to draw a full stop. When you doubt whether you want the main animation full stop, it means that you can't pick it up at all, and you can't draw a full stop.
Every relationship will come to an end, and when it comes, you can't stop it. Once love becomes a habit, you can never get rid of it.
It's not painful to give up someone who loves you very much. It is very painful to give up someone you love very much.
It is more painful to fall in love with someone who doesn't love you. "Loneliness" don't love wrongly because of loneliness, and don't be lonely all your life because of wrong love.
"Regret" Don't wait until you miss it, and don't wait until you lose it. "Clear" may only be in the farthest place to see the past days, the truest and clearest.
"Opportunity" There are many opportunities in a person's life, just to see if he can seize it, cherish what he sees and satisfy what he has. We often miss more opportunities for one opportunity.
If fate is predestined, time and space are not distances. If there is no chance, we can't get together all day.
Don't care too much about everything, just let nature take its course! "Missing" always has moments that have to be collected, but life is the most reluctant and always the deepest and unknown. "Forget" a person's emotional injury can be forgotten slowly, but if you keep thinking about it, it will be difficult to heal.
What is yours should be yours, and it will be yours sooner or later. If it's not yours, you can't keep it even if you insist. Face is unwilling to face him and leave. Escape is not a good way, but it is the only way.
Forgetting If a person can't learn to forget, it will be a very painful thing. Stop worrying about yourself and forget the painful things! Great love has learned to share love with others, but it must also learn not to cling to what you love. The greatest love is to do what is best for the person you love, even if it hurts you. The best revenge in revenge is not to destroy the other side, not to destroy yourself, but to live happier and happier than him.
People who "ignore" often only care about whether others care about you, but they often ignore themselves and whether they care about others. Reference:.
4. Sad modern poetry (not talking about love) The promise of love still seems to ring in my ears. Gently pluck my injured heartstrings. It's hard to continue each other's past. I'm used to not complaining anymore. It was a lonely and cold night. I hold on to your residual warmth. Since then, I have been fascinated by clouds and smoke. The promise of love is becoming more and more distant. I will never laugh again. Why do you think we have no fate, but our cheeks are covered with tears? Let go. People are fascinated by clouds and smoke. Tonight, there are no stars and no moon in the sky, only deep darkness, accompanied by thick night. I closed my eyes deeply and listened to the tearful leaves telling the ups and downs of life and the vicissitudes of life in the wind. The cold ice rain fell on my skin, like a sharp needle, stinging me and helpless. The waves are lonely messengers, heading straight for my heart. There is no trace of anyone on the huge beach. Living alone on the moon forever is a person's loneliness, an eternal loneliness that can never be let go. There have been romantic love stories on this beach, and there have been vows of eternal love on this beach. Now everything is gone. The waning moon is bleeding for me, a lonely and unfortunate person. Loneliness chose me, and I chose a person's loneliness. Feel empty and confused. I don't understand why I am helpless and why my tears can't be restrained. How can you betray our friendship for your love? Leave me a very lonely space. You will keep good memories, and I will bear the helpless loneliness. Occasionally find a lone star, I really want to take off my heart, light up the road ahead, and warm my cold and lonely heart. Just as I reached out, the stars slipped from my fingers and turned into tearful starlight, hanging in my hair. I know it is a kind of desperate loneliness, just like our feelings, even if I cherish it again.
More sad modern poems I like your silence, as if you have disappeared.
You listen to me from a distance, but my voice can't touch you.
It seems that your eyes have flown away,
Like a kiss, it sealed your mouth.
When everything fills my soul,
You emerged from everything and filled my soul.
You are like my soul, a butterfly of dreams,
You are like the word melancholy.
I like your silence, as if you had already left.
You sound like you're lamenting, a butterfly moaning like a dove.
You hear me from a distance, and my voice is not as good as yours.
Let me be quiet in your silence.
Let me talk to you through your silence,
Your silence is as bright as a lamp and as simple as a ring.
You are like the night, with silence and stars.
Your silence is the silence of the stars, far away and bright.
I like your silence, as if you have disappeared.
Distant and sad, as if you were dead.
At that time, a word and a smile were enough.
I'll be happy because it's not true.
6. The saddest modern poem, you said, is only the cold weather in winter.
Belongs to a sad wanderer.
At first glance, there was nothing,
I think of those naive and shallow days in my hometown.
Remember, that parade,
The east wind is no longer coming,
Can't see the falling catkins,
Contains sadness.
Walking through bluestones, stepping on running water,
You always pick it up quietly,
Your fallen petal.
I said, you are drunk, just like a lonely sunset.
I'll never find my home again.
Yes, this is the first snow in winter.
You are very excited, standing under the confused sky.
Said with a smile, the snow here,
Just like the spring in my hometown, catching the catkins.
You smile shallowly and cry deeply.
Yes, the east wind in March will not come again.
It's just that I'm waiting,
Laugh like a flower.
I am waiting, like your smile. "This is just one paragraph, the last paragraph, two people read together.
7. You'd better write a sad modern poem yourself, because my charming marriage experience makes me very sad as a man! Of course, men need to be strong, but there are also women's tenderness; Don't equate every man, this is an era when yin flourishes and yang declines. Men are too tired, so they set themselves too many burdens to keep happiness and happiness away! Too many complaints make me forget romance. There is another way of life! No matter what kind of blow, we must learn to be grateful, grateful, grateful! Caring about family relations; Caring for one's lover; Care about friends! Walk calmly and live naturally! Wait with heart! Reach the end of happiness! You light up some dark life, and life will light up for you! In fact, each of us is very important, even if you don't know how to cherish and attach importance to it, it is only secular sorrow! Romance is a noble luxury, and sincerity is a cheap beauty! Moved to make people sad; Painful and unforgettable; Romance makes people sad; Pedantic and ridiculous! This is me in the net! . .
8. There is something wrong with this sad poem: Zheng Chouyu, I walked across the south of the Yangtze River and looked like a lotus in the season. In the future, catkins will not fly in March. Your heart is like a lonely small city. The bluestone street is silent at night, and the spring in March is not revealing. Your heart is a small window, and Dada's horseshoe is a beautiful mistake. I am not a passer-by. Author: Dai Wangshu holds an oil-paper umbrella. A person lingers in a long, lonely rain lane, hoping to meet a girl as sad as lilac. She is as sad as cloves and as fragrant as cloves. She was sad and sad in the rain. She wandered in this lonely rainy lane, holding an oil-paper umbrella. She is as indifferent, sad and sad as I am, and she is approaching silently. Take another breath. She is drifting like a dream, sad and confused like a dream, and floating around me like a clove. She walked silently towards the decaying fence. The rain lane disappeared in the sad song of the rain, her color dispersed and her fragrance dissipated. Even her sighing eyes, supported by an oil-paper umbrella, wandered alone in a long, long and lonely rain lane.