-Li Yu's Young Beauty
But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows.
-Li Bai's "Shu Yun, Xuanzhou Xie Tiao Building Farewell School Book"
Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence!
-Li Qingzhao's Slow Voice
It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and I plan to go boating. I am afraid that Shuangxi can't move, and I have a lot of worries.
-Li Qingzhao's Spring in Wuling
White hair and three thousands of feet, sorrow is like a long person.
-Li Bai's Song of Autumn Pu
Outside the window, the flowers are dancing freely, just like in a dream, the rain is falling and drifting aimlessly, like melancholy.
-Qin Guan's "Huanxisha"
Ah, the ship goes around the sun and the moon, and the dream is broken, only the bronze mirror, and the rosy face is gone. Spring goes and spring comes, and there are thousands of worries like the sea.
-Qin Guan's "Thousand Years"
Sadness is getting farther and farther away, and the distance is like spring water.
-Ouyang Xiu's "Walking on the Sand"
Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. It's not just the general taste.
-Li Yu's "Hui Huan"
Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow, fall in love with the building, fall in love with the building, and say that sorrow adds new poetry. Now I know the taste of sadness, and I want to talk about it, but I want to talk about it, but it is a cool autumn!
-Xin Qiji's Ugly Slave
Flowers from Shui Piao to water, one kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.
-Li Qingzhao's "A Piece of Plum"
There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
-Li Qingzhao's "A Piece of Plum"
If you ask how much leisure do you have? Yichuan tobacco, city wind, plum yellow rain.
-He Zhu's Jade Case
No one can see the ancient wisdom of the ancient king, only those wise men who can't see the afterlife can see it. Only the boundless universe, boundless, can't stop the tears full of sadness.
-Chen Ziang is on the Youzhou Tower.
The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.
-Du Fu's "Ascending the Mountain"
Leaning against the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking forward to spring sorrow, and the sky is dark.
-Yan Shu's "The Recent Flowers"
I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.
-Yan Shu's "The Recent Flowers"
Flowers fall on the rustling river, and the play leaves sorrow. Half a stick will die, two lines of tears, a boat.
-Zhang Xiaoxiang's Charming Eyes
But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker. The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy.
Cui Hao
High-rise buildings in Yue Ming are exclusive. Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears.
—— Fan Zhongyan
Don't lean on the bar alone, it is infinite. It's easier to see when it's not.
-Li Yu
The sadness of parting is like weeds in spring, which go further and further.
-Li Yu
Sunset towers overlap on the mountain, which can't reach more than half of leisure troubles.
-Zhao Wei
Please measure the water in the East China Sea to see the shallow sorrow.
-Li Wei
Every time I climb a mountain near the water, I have a lifetime of worries. I am silent for a long time, but I go downstairs again.
-Liu Yong
Without the heart to climb the distance and overlook the distant home, it is difficult to gather the desire to go home.
-Liu Yong
2. Sentences describing people's sadness in Chinese 1. Why do we always have to wait for a long time? We always have to wait until we can't retreat, only to know that what we once abandoned with our own hands will never be met again in the future.
2. I like and am used to keeping a distance from changing things, so that I can know what is the law that will not be abandoned by time. For example, if loving someone is full of variables, I will take a step back and watch it quietly until I see sincere feelings.
It is finally silent, just like our heart, which was too hot to put down in our chest. We can't wait to find someone to share this temperature. We never thought that it would cool down one day, so cold that we had to tighten ourselves and be careful, lest even this little warmth could not be kept. 4. 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 want to meet you in my most beautiful years. 5.good morning.
The sunshine is very good. Shine into your heart through the gap in the window.
Warm. The air is filled with sweet love songs.
Smile and say goodbye to those so-called sadness. The cold fingertips began to have a warm temperature.
I think. Maybe spring has really come.
6. I thought that memories would slowly run aground, turn into bubbles and disappear at the seaside. However, the seeds of memory appear and disappear from time to time and are sometimes buried. We can never go back to the past. In the future, we should all be brave. 7. Love is not charity, so you can't give it casually. Feelings have no formula, no principle and no reason to follow.
But people are still insisting and pursuing until they die. 8. I don't think that when people are mature, they are more and more tolerant and can accept everything.
On the contrary, I think it should be a process of gradual elimination, knowing what is the most important and what is not. Then, be a simple person.
9. Simple love is made at sunrise and stops at sunset. Enjoy sunshine, breeze, rain and dew and dusk together every morning.
Such a wish is not greedy. I think love is a life of mutual concern.
Acceptance and running-in, so that love can withstand the fleeting time. Holding hands, happiness in plain is more precious.
10. What is time? It can change everything, take everything away and leave everything behind. Yesterday seemed to be in front of us, but today passed quietly. Our life is always so limited, and the youth that belongs to you and me is so ethereal. When we had it, we didn't realize it. It was not until the past was over that we realized that we had wasted that wonderful time. The years are still there, but we forget when the meteor passed. Many people didn't know each other at first, but they met by accident. They still have to face separation
I look forward to the vastness of darkness in the infinite day, and I choose to cry at night and stay awake all night. I know that only the night doesn't dislike my tears, and you all selfishly dislike me.
I want to forget you, but I know I'm deceiving myself again. So, my pain really nobody hurts.
12. I think everyone's soul is lonely, so we will try to find warmth in the crowd. In the end, we will be left alone, crying or laughing, sad or happy, playing one game after another.
More tired, more innocent and more distressed. We laughed and cried, while hiding our happiness, so we got each other's breath and loneliness.
Every road has an end, but we still have to keep going. Because I know the ending is always happy.
A bed, a warm quilt. curl up
Listen to your heartbeat and breathing quietly. 13. Turn yourself into dust and settle here.
The ends of the earth are far away that I can't see, and the flowers on the other side are eternal that I can't perceive. What passed away in the drift was the once ignorant years, and the bright smile like a child was gone.
Keep your feelings in your heart, and don't let words hurt your heart. Then, whoever it is, don't hurt me.
14. I once asked a person: If I lose sleep, will the whole world lose sleep? At least I will.
She answered innocently. If so, how does she know when I will lose sleep and when I will wake up?
If I had a choice, I would rather stay awake. Or, go to bed
Wake up and sleep, sleep and wake up, really tired. 15. Recalling the past, dribs and drabs gradually blurred in the fundus.
Finally, as tears spread, they evaporate in pores and humid air. Reach out and let the snow outside the window fall on your palm.
It was cold in an instant, and then it disappeared a little. Sad laughter echoed in the snowy night sky.
No response, no response. Not missing.
I want to remember something through the barrier of snowflakes. Only to find that.
In the end, I was not missed by anyone. This is more sad than loneliness.
16. If. All wounds can heal.
If. All sincerity can be exchanged for real meaning.
If. All beliefs can be adhered to.
If. All emotions can be perfect.
If. We can also meet in a city.
Simple smile. Slightly happy.
A wanton hug. That would be great.
But it's really just if. 17. Some people meet, some people lose, maybe life is like this, the four seasons flow, who will be with you in the end?
It seems that more and more losses have replaced gains. How to choose the deep and shallow traces of those years and the unformed memories.
Find a glass of cold water to relieve a thirsty throat. Write some sad words and record some trivial life.
Holding hands to keep warm can only last for a moment. Who said that if you know how to let go, your mind will be calm.
I smile, do you really know how to be perfect? 18. Because of loneliness, I chose to break free. Because I was awake, I chose meditation. I chose to give up because I couldn't see the future. Because I gave up, I chose to get rid of it. Because of liberation, I chose to be strong. Because I am strong, I chose to forget.
Yes, I abandoned love and betrayed it. I finally buried it myself. The devil is me. All the memories of you have been swallowed up. Without a trace, disappeared. I am evil.
19. In the loudspeaker, the man's deep voice came out. This is what I like.
Out of date. hoarse
Warm colors.
3. Poems describing melancholy are full of leisure worries, such as a wave of smoke, the wind in the city and the yellow rain of plums. (He Zhangzhi)
Ask yourself how much sadness you can have, just like a river flowing eastward. (Li Yu)
If you keep cutting, you will be confused. This is a parting from sadness. It's not a taste in my heart. (Li Yu)
Cochineal tears, when drunk, when heavy, natural people grow up and hate water. (Li Yu)
Stay away from hatred like grass in spring. When you go further, it is still alive. (Li Yu)
One lovesickness, two worries, just for frowning, but for caring (Li Qingzhao)
It's autumn. Let's have some sad autumn poems.
Affectionate feelings have been hurt since ancient times, and it is even more worthy of being left out in the clear autumn festival. Where will you wake up tonight? There is a breeze and a waning moon on the bank of Yangliu. (liuyong)
Wan Li, a frequent visitor to his sad autumn, climbed to this height alone with my hundred years of sorrow. (Du Fu)
Tonight, the moon is full of hope, and I wonder who Qiu Si will fall into. (The author forgot)
The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cool, and the vegetation is shaken and exposed to frost. (Cao pi)
4. Poems that describe melancholy, but I don't see the goose feet in my hometown books, and I see the crescent moon spitting moths and eyebrows. (Wei)
Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon on the sea is born in the tide (Don Zhang Xu Ruo)
The spring and autumn seasons are full, Xia Yun has many strange peaks, the autumn moon is bright, and the winter ridge is lonely and loose.
(Tao Jinyuan Ming)
The desert sand is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook. (Tang Lihe)
At that time, the bright moon was there, and it had returned according to the colorful clouds. (Song Yan Dao Ji)
Dongting autumn moon was born in the lake, layers of which are like molten gold. (Tang Liu Yuxi)
* * * Looking at the bright moon and crying, for the heart, five places, all sick and willing. (Don Bai Juyi)
Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year? Life goes on from generation to generation,
Jiang Yue is just about the same every year.
(Don Zhang Xuruo)
Three seas swallow the moon, and the Great Wall locks the mountains. (Qing Xiaoshi)
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! (Don Du Fu)
Plum blossom snow, pear blossom moon, total acacia. Naturally, spring comes before you know it.
(Zhang Qing Yan Hui)
The sky is far away, and the moon is always lonely (Tang Du Fu)
The breeze and bright moon are priceless, and there is love near the mountains and far away from the water. (Liang Qing Zhang Ju)
The new moon, like a beautiful woman, began to paint on the sea. (stone)
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. -Zhang Jiuling
A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds. -Li Bai
The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering. -Li Bai
Autumn moon hangs in the sky and Guanghua is wet. -Meng Haoran
5. The famous sentences describing melancholy are constantly deleted, and the reason is still confusion, which is parting sadness. -Li Yu's "Wu Fengqi" is intended to paint a drunken picture and treat wine as a song, which is strong and tasteless. -Liu Yong's "Butterfly Lovers" does not scatter the soul, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. -Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flowers" wants to rest, but it is cold, it is a good autumn! Xin Qiji's Ugly Slave, but it's a pity that the flowers will be better next year, so we will know who we are with. Ouyang Xiu's Langtaosha makes us look for a dream in a single pillow, but the dream is not a lamp. It is burning. Ouyang Xiu's Jade House Spring is full of geese in the clouds, fish in the water, and it is difficult to send sadness. Yan Shu's Qing Ping Le is more in harmony with the previous rhyme. Looking back temporarily, ten thousand people are heartbroken-Liu Yong's Liu Yaoqing is even more silent, and the solitary lights hit the wall-Zhou Bangyan's Guan Heling is like a flower, and everyone is unwilling to teach it-Su Shi's Water (the second rhyme Zhang Fu Ci) is a tall building. Stop complaining-people in Feng Yansi's Yu Meiren hate the water growing eastward-Li Yu's Night Cry asks how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward-Li Yu's Yu Meiren is like spring grass, which is still alive-Li Yu's Qingpingle hates this life, drifting away and adding this life. .. and find a gentleman and pool. In the last spring, flowers are like snow-Su Shi's "Man Jiang Hong" has lost its fragrance, and its feelings are evil, and the west wind urges the phoenix tree to fall-Li Qingzhao's "Qin Yi E"
Remember to adopt