2. I am young and energetic. 3, long street, fireworks, you look back, low pavilion, red dust rolling, I sigh again.
4, who finally broke the string, the flower fell on his shoulder, and he was in a trance. 5. How many beauties have been lost and how many pieces of acacia have been broken, leaving only blood and tears. 6, the vast land is broken with a sword, where the bustling songs fall.
Leaning against the clouds hides loneliness, even if others laugh at me. 7. Let him know everything and smile at you.
8. Send a song to Jun, and don't invite people to get together at the end of the song. 9. Who scattered the smoke, who scattered the vertical and horizontal ties.
10, listen to the string break, break 3 thousand infatuation. Falling flowers, forgetting, once the wind rippled.
If the flower is pitiful, it will fall on whose fingertips. 1 1, there are trees on the mountain and branches on the wood. I don't know whether I like you or not.
12, whoever forgets the other party first, dumping the country is the old country. I refuse to play. Shadows are amazing.
13. There used to be a tall building that sang at night and had dancing sleeves on it. 14, when all the flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you.
15, in the spring, the beauty is old, and the flowers fall and everyone dies. 16, still water flowing deeply, singing loudly; Three lives are sunny and round, one sad and one happy.
17, lights and stars, sounds and songs are endless. 18, as beautiful as flowers and jade, as fleeting, I can go back to the past, but I can't go back to the beginning.
19, dark clouds cover the moon, people go to the empty building, and I can't tell how lonely I am. 20, this time I leave you, it is wind, rain, night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends.
2 1, the sky is not old, and love is hard to break. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.
22. It seems that this star was not exposed for whom last night. 23, ten years of life and death, not thinking, unforgettable, thousands of miles away, nowhere to be sad.
24. Butterflies are beautiful. After all, butterflies can't fly across the sea. 25, finally covered the world for the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. After Hua Rong thanked him, it was just a scene, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever.
26. Elegance refers to quicksand, and old age is a period of time. 27. Mountains and rivers hold hands and smile for you.
28, a few sighs, generations of joys and sorrows, ridiculous, my life is up to me. 29. After a fleeting dream, I went back to Qushui to watch the fireworks bloom into a full moon.
30, the fog dispersed, woke up, I finally saw the truth, that is, silent Qian Fan. 3 1, at both ends of life, we stand on the other side of each other.
32, the edge is like water, with a lot of dust, just for a word, waiting for the next encounter. Looking at the sun and the moon that day, there was silence. Green mountains and green waters, stretching from generation to generation; Just like in my heart, you never left, never changed.
34. Just let it be, mountains and rivers don't meet. 35. Never look back, why not?
Since there is no chance, there is no need to call names. Today, everything is like water.
Tomorrow night, you will be a stranger. 36, the heart is micro-moving, but far away, things are not right, people are not right, things are not right, and the past cannot be chased.
37. Perhaps it is the marriage in a previous life, or the fate in the next life. Seeing each other in this life only adds to the fruitless resentment. 38. Every year, one day goes by and autumn goes by. One generation urges the next generation to get together and leave, one is happy and one is sad, one is lying on the sofa, one is looking for a group of acquaintances in life and one is dreaming. He will know each other for a while, play for a while and sing for a while.
39. Always born in a casual year. Look back at the other side.
Even if it is found that the situation is longer. 40. A kind of forbearance is actually a kind of strength, and a kind of silence is actually a shocking confession.
4 1, I just feel that your majesty's inspection reminds me of your morning and evening. 42. Raise a glass and get drunk, drink all the snow and be at a loss for another year.
43, turn around, a wisp of Leng Xiang is far away, the snow is deep, and the smile is shallow. Will you fight me in the afterlife? 44. One flower and one world, one leaf and one pursuit.
A song and a sigh, a person's life. 45. The fate of dust has always been like water, and it is rare to shed tears. Why do you do your best? Don't be sentimental, love to hurt yourself.
47. Whoever should be robbed will become stubborn. 48. If you run wild, I will accompany you with wine in my life.
49. Life is as unusual as the first time. 50, the heart has a tiger, sniffing roses.
After the feast, I was in tears. We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree. ..
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. The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
An umbrella buried a city and put out all the lights. This is fate. 18 Who has a scarlet mole in the corner of his eye to complete your prosperous life, and whose mountains and rivers have given you ground-breaking empty joy.
19 Love song in the next life, leave the words for you to fill in, depending on who you are. The dazzling array of things in the window is full of life.
A player is picturesque, and he lives all over the world. Step by step no return, first frost face.
47 nights are cold, the lights are dim, the ambiguity is exhausted, and the song is euphemistic. It's too difficult to insist ... give me some labor costs, o(≧v≦)o~~ and please don't copy.
2. Completely sad about love and friendship, classic, modern poem 1, without childhood, childhood withered, the fragrance disappeared everywhere, and the love for Wan Li became old. From then on, everyone I fell in love with looked like you. When Jianghu teenagers first became heroes, they galloped in the world of mortals, and the sand in the north and south stopped their horses. Sunset retreats, looking at dead trees and crows. I was involved in the disappearance of my old dream in Beijing. I asked who would send me a mountain of stationery. 4. Jianghu students are used to chasing vicissitudes of life, and you are also good at playing the piano, playing with the lightness of life in your palm, and meeting half-life love is so heavy. It turns out that love has to work hard to realize how great it is. At that time, I had drifted to the end of the cloud and recalled my angry words and regretted it. 6. The night market of Duanyang Festival, colorful and endless lantern cruise ships, climbed to the top of the mountain and looked at it from afar, losing your scenery and being prosperous and bleak. 7. liking is not a whim. You blame me for saying that love will do its best, and you have lost all my vows to trust. 8. You want to go to the grave, and you can borrow a lonely soul for nine days. Who will take a photo studio with * * * ChanJuan? It's like all the green vines on the wall are around 10. You cook by yourself. You said that saury tastes particularly fresh and has endless love stories. Who loves mocha western food and gives in to the other half, and the pain in his heart makes him exhale 12. I rearranged the bath towel repeatedly. Seven years have passed, and it is sad to hear that midsummer is inseparable, because love always makes people long. Sickle is no exception, the seeds will bloom again in a spring and continue this wonderful feast full of gluttony. After watching the wax torch turn to dust, you should go away 14, instead of fighting with the sky. Only after you draw your sword, will you know that your pride is hard to hide, and you will dream that you were buried in the Tang Dynasty, and the night was dark and windy, and the young people were old in mind.
3. The classic and modern poem 1 is completely sad about love and friendship. I have never had a childhood, and my childhood has withered and is full of fragrance.
If you don't see a bamboo horse, you will grow old and miss Wan Li.
From then on, everyone I fell in love with looked like you.
2. Ten years and one sword, Jianghu Xiao Sheng became a knight for the first time.
Riding on the world of mortals, wind and sand are everywhere.
Bring the horse back, and when the sun goes down, you won't be drunk.
3. Are the boys in the mountain city as sad as me?
I haven't been there. I'm involved in old dreams in Beijing.
The bluebird is extinct. Who will send me a mountain of stationery?
4, Jianghu Xiao Sheng, accustomed to the vicissitudes of neon.
You are also good at playing the piano and fiddling with prosperity in the palm of your hand.
Life is light, but half-life love is so heavy.
It turns out that love has to work hard to realize how great it is.
At that time, I had drifted to the end of the world.
Recalling the angry words at the beginning, I regret it.
6. The city that never sleeps in Duanyang Festival is full of neon.
Lantern parade, gongs and drums painting, happy.
Climb high and look far, and lose your scenery, which is bleak and unremarkable.
7, like is not a whim, you blame me for perfunctory.
You say love does its best, and you do it.
Lost in trust, you belittle all my vows.
8. If you want to go to the grave, you can borrow a lonely soul for nine days.
Love dust, who is * * * ChanJuan's studio?
The sound of smoke and mud can last for years.
9, small mood, old face, excessive spring.
If you are fine, who will run away with a charming smile?
The past is complicated, as clever as ivy on the wall.
10, cook, you said saury tastes particularly fresh.
Love stories are boundless, who loves Mocha western food best?
Accommodate the other half, and your heart will grind into a cocoon, and it will hurt so much that you can't breathe.
12, I cleaned the bath towel repeatedly, and seven years passed quickly.
It's cold and sad, and I'm sad to hear that summer is gone.
Affection is hard, because love always makes people kneel.
13, oranges, grapes, rice harvest, sickle is no exception.
The seeds will bloom again in a spring and continue the beautiful present.
Full of a person's gluttonous feast, watching the wax torch turn to ash, and roared off.
14, you shouldn't fight against heaven, but you won't know until you draw your sword.
Arrogance can't hide others, but I dream back to Marco Tang and laugh.
The night is dark and windy, and the youth is worried about the old.
4. Some modern poems about love (sad and moving to tears) are wrong. Zheng Chouyu, I walked across the south of the Yangtze River, waiting for the emergence of the season, such as the east wind falling lotus, catkins not flying in March. Your heart is like a small lonely city, like a bluestone street. The spring curtain in March does not reveal your heart. It is a small window that covers my horseshoe tightly. This is a beautiful mistake. i am not a human being ! I am a passer-by ... How did a flowering tree of Xi Murong let you meet me at this most beautiful moment? I have been studying Buddhism for 500 years. Let's form a dusty Buddha, so I become a tree, growing in the sun along the only way you have to go. All the flowers are the hope of my previous life. Please listen carefully when you approach. The trembling leaves are my passion for waiting, but when you finally ignore my friend who fell behind you, they are not petals. This is my dying heart accident. Xu Zhimo, I am a cloud in the sky. Once in a while, it projects into your heart-you don't have to be surprised, let alone happy-and it disappears in an instant.
You and I met in the dark sea, you have yours, I have mine, direction; You might as well remember it, but you'd better forget it. There is a lamp shining when we meet! All the endings of youth Xi Murong have been written, and all the tears have already started, but suddenly I forgot how it started. In that ancient summer that is gone forever, no matter how I pursue it, young you just pass by like a cloud, your smiling face is extremely shallow and pale, and gradually disappears into the haze after sunset, tunneling through the yellow title page, and fate binds it badly. I read it again and again with tears in my eyes, but I have to admit it. Who is anonymous, who draws circles in life, who lingers on the stage, who meets who smiles, who complains who is silent, who waves, who comforts, who cheats, who promises to miss, and then who can't think of who can't love, who can't remember who is decadent, who is reincarnation, who kisses whose eyebrows, who hides whose tears in his heart, who can't go back forever, who curses who is drunk and who is heartbroken. Take a breath of cold air. I'll give him back the tie with the smoke ring. Glass shoes will melt my ears and whisper. The boy you loved likes listening to hip-hop music. I'll tell you what I think of meteors. You dreamed of a full moon tonight. Xia Wen let me guess how many people you have met. You don't want to take a holiday tonight. You trample on your memory with the temperature of the box. Recently, there was a woman named Isabella who had a distant one in her mind. You said seeing through in advance is like drinking green tea. I fantasized that I was a fairy and forgot to take off my cross. You said you stole a clay idol on Ye Dan Festival. Whose footsteps originated from the transformation of the earth? I said the calendar would record the clock's watch. I ask you, does black and white keys also have chromatic aberration? You said the forgotten note was ~ ~ la ~ ~ whose red wine diluted the graffiti left by the corner of the cup? Who is the only person you walked into the room? You'll love the white horse. Who is the illusion of your virginity without reincarnation? Who's the last chip you won't contradict after you decide? Who made a wish at twelve o'clock? If it doesn't matter whether it's true or not, who cut a pizza with whom under the lamp.
.. and two ancient poems.
Hairpin-headed phoenix roams the earth with bare hands, and Huang Teng's wine is full of spring willows in the city.
The east wind is evil, and the feelings are thin. A cup of sorrow, I haven't seen you for years.
No, no, no. Spring is 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.
What if life is just like seeing the virtue of Nalan at first sight? If life is just like the first sight, why draw a fan in the autumn wind? It is so easy to change, but it is so easy to change people's hearts. It's sunny all night, and the rain bell doesn't complain about what it's like to be lucky, which is better than wings.
5. Modern Love Poems-Hearts are connected.
In the vast sea of people,
Fate is waiting for fate;
In the vast sea of people,
Heart, call heart.
Heart, calling the heart:
Which way to go,
What kind of tests passed,
To find the right person?
Find her, because of her happiness,
Stored in her heart;
Find her, because of her happiness,
Will be borne by your shoulders!
Find her, only find her,
Your happiness is certain. ...
In the vast sea of people,
Heart, call heart.
Modern love poems-the sweetness of love
The piano fell in love with the red leaves,
Kiss the sweet mouth forever,
Kiss the red leaves shyly.
They promised each other,
Willing to be a lifelong partner.
Laozhi refused to let Hongye marry Qin Sheng freely.
Fortunately, Hongye didn't keep the lesson.
Finally broke free from the branches,
With the tune of the piano,
Embrace each other with the sound of piano,
Wandering in the autumn wind,
Go dancing in the sky.
Modern love poems-love network
The sunset burned our hearts.
The reef is full of emotions.
This story is definitely spread on the island of Hawaii.
Coconut wind embraces May 8th.
Four years of pure gold love
We create an expectation with emotion.
Let the heart beat in the snuggling.
Love determines the artistic conception like a goddess.
Plant waves in coconut trees
We are a love nest made of shade.
The tide on the island breeds our dream of jointing.
Let's do a hot hula dance romantically.
Listen to the story of bronzing
Our love comes from fairy tales.
Eden of the soul
A love intertwined with many beautiful women.
The wind is gentle, who is calling me?
Out of the dream red chamber
Sitting on a piece of white clouds, just for seclusion.
An unforgettable chord
The strings are melodious, but you are thousands of miles away.
Blow the love in late autumn
A maple leaf forest dyed red is in full bloom.
Flowers full of tenderness
Hua is drunk, in the dream.
You quietly fall snowflakes.
Send it back to winter, pure smile
Wait for me with the eyebrow pencil at night?
Send you a bright moon in your hometown.
The sweet-scented osmanthus of the moon has withered, which makes people feel melancholy.
The footsteps of autumn
Is it snowing there? Tell me.
The joy of snowflake singing
Pick up a petal and touch the distant thoughts.
Miss the door you left and wait.
Wandering people, and snowflakes flying all over the sky
6. Seek modern sad love sentences or poems 1. Many things that we thought we would never forget for a lifetime were forgotten by us in the days that we never forget.
I know I am not a good recorder, but I like to look back on the road I have traveled more than anyone else. I not only looked back, but also stopped, and then as time went on, I rushed forward angrily. If you give me a tear, I will see all the oceans in your heart. 4. Will the love carved on the back of the chair, like flowers on cement, open a windless and lonely forest?
In this sad and bright March, I beat horses from my thin youth, through violets, through kapok, through sadness and impermanence. A lonely person will always think of everyone who has appeared in his life, so I will always miss you endlessly, and count my loneliness over and over again every night when the stars fall.
7. I count your smiles every day, but you were so lonely when you were in Lian Xiao. They say your smile is beautiful and undeveloped.
8. I once had a smile in my life, but it finally dissipated like a fog. That smile became a swift river deeply buried in my heart, and I couldn't swim across it. The sound of that river became my desperate song day and night. 9. The noise and brightness of the world, the joy and happiness of the world, are like a clean stream. In the wind, in front of my eyes, the warmth is like a spring. I don't expect anything. I just want you to be happy and not sad. The wind blows like flowers, and your smile is trembling.
1 1. One is always on a strange road, watching strange scenery and listening to strange songs. Then in a casual moment, you will find that the things you tried so hard to forget have really been forgotten. 12. hide in a certain time and miss the palm print for a while; Hiding somewhere, missing someone standing on the road, on the road, makes me worry.
13. Take my hand and close your eyes, so you won't get lost. 14. Some things haven't finished yet, so forget it. Everyone is a king, dominating in his own world. You don't listen to me, but you don't want me to listen to you either. 15. I forgot which wall I carved a face on. Zhang Weixiao smiled and stared at my face sadly. We laughed and said that we stayed in the same place in time, but it was a long time ago.
16. Some people will be engraved in their memories forever. Even if they forget his voice, his smile and his face, the feeling when they think of him will never change. 17. Those who say they will never part have already been scattered all over the world. 18. Facts have proved that children involved in words will never be happy. Their happiness is like playful children, wandering to the skylight, but still refusing to come back.
19. You will never see my loneliest appearance, because I am loneliest only when you are not by my side. 20. The space where songs are formed is free and can come and go for several years, so the face of people who are still protected has never turned into a huge and endless hate. 2 1. One day I will walk away from you quietly without any sound. I missed a lot, and I was always sad alone. 22. I look at you smiling, silent, proud and lost, just like now, so I follow you happily. It's just that I have been standing in the present, and you will always stay in the past. 23. If we are all children, we can stay in the same place in time, sit together and bow our heads slowly, while listening to stories that will never grow old. 24. I forgot which wall I carved a face on. Zhang Weixiao smiled and stared at my face sadly. Will the love carved behind the chair bloom in the windless forest like flowers on the concrete floor?
25. Not every effort will be rewarded, but every effort must be rewarded, which is an unfair and irreversible proposition. 26. When you really love something, you will find how fragile and powerless language is.
There is always a gap between language and emotion. Forgetting is our unchangeable destiny. Everything is like a misplaced painting. Everything in the past can't go back to the past, so it slowly stretches and staggered bit by bit.
Maybe we should really forget the things that once crossed. 28. What is happiness? Is to hide your sadness and smile at everyone.
29. There is no soft love in a hard city. Life is not Lin Daiyu, and there will be no various customs because of sadness.
People will never see the broken mirror, but I mean, a thousand years in the world is like my moment. 30. Memory is like water in the palm of your hand. Whether you spread it out or hold it tightly, it will still flow through your fingers drop by drop.
3 1. Who is the passer-by in his life, who is the wheel of his life, the dust of past lives, the wind of this life, and the soul of endless sadness. I turned my head and looked at my growth trajectory day by day. I stood on the side of the road, my hands in my trench coat pockets, watching countless people pass by me without expression. Occasionally someone stops and smiles at me, as if it were a peach blossom. I know that these people who stay will eventually become the warmth of my life. When I see them, I will never give up.
32. There is no legend that the grass grows and the warbler flies in this city. It will always live in reality, with fast drums, hurried figures, numb eyes and fake smiles, and I am being assimilated. 33. Things that we thought we would never forget were forgotten in the process of our obsession. It will be unrecognizable one day. Time has taught me nothing, but it has taught me not to believe in myths easily.
34. The wind blew away. A year passed like this.
It will continue like this next year. I don't know whether there is depression behind stability, or whether there is stability in depression.
We just can't find it. 35. When wild animals are injured, they can run to the cave to hide, then lick the wound and stick to it, but once asked, they can't stand it.
36. Like me, the wound is a stubborn child who refuses to heal, because the heart is a warm and humid place, suitable for anything to grow. 37. Because I know that you are a child who is easily worried, I dare not fly too far when I put the thread in your hand.
I can have anything I want.
7. Are there any classic sadness about love? When modern poetry was born, I clenched my fist. That's because God told me that the pursuit of this life is an apple falling from the Garden of Eden. Humans call it-love always comes quietly. I seem to be listening to her footsteps in vain. The moon fell into the dark dry well and covered my cold eyes. The red leaves of the poem were sandwiched in the book. Missing is an earthworm hidden deep in the soil. Love is an apricot that springs out of the wall. I just want to know that the scenery outside the wall is inserted in a vase. Love is an undisguised trap. I saw the pity in its eyes when it fell. The purple wind chimes under the eaves are still waiting for the oriole yard that sang for her yesterday. There are thousands of Iraqis. You are as lovely as a poppy. I feel addicted. My playmates in my previous life forgot the agreement under the bodhi tree. Do you still remember me I said that I would wear mourning clothes for your funeral in my life, and I would accept the punishment for you, so that my hands would wither and I would stop playing the piano for you, and my tongue would be stiff and song for you would stop fighting. I will forget your smile and smile, and fireflies will suddenly look back at the scenery along the way. When I was young, the wasteland and the old sea dried up and the rocks cracked, which made me walk into the despair of the Peach Blossom Garden along the rugged path. When my hair was white, I forgot to care about winning or losing. I stopped trying to see her footprints. If there is death in love, I sincerely offer a white silk with both hands. If love has reincarnation, I'd rather sleep in an empty grave.