The saddest ancient poems, the most bleak and saddest ancient poems

The great river flows eastward.

The stars in the sky are in the Big Dipper.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

A bowl of wine at the friend of life and death).

A bowl of wine wow) regardless of the water day

Let's go.

You've got me, you've got it all, wow.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, all of them, wow).

Water in the fire do not look back, wow).

Look at the sky all the way and don't bow your head).

When the road was uneven, he roared.

Shoot when it's time to shoot.

Wow, in Kyushu.

Shoot when it's time to shoot.

Wow, in Kyushu.

Hey, hey, yes, hey, hey.

Hey, hey, yes, hey, hey.

When the road was uneven, he roared.

Shoot when it's time to shoot.

Wow, in Kyushu.

Hey, hey, hey, hey,

Great rivers flow eastward.

Great rivers flow eastward.

Great rivers flow eastward.

Great rivers flow eastward.

Great rivers flow eastward.

Great rivers flow eastward.

Great rivers flow eastward.

Great rivers flow eastward.

If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan. Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable.

Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable. (Su Shi).

Jiang Chengzi Yimao remembered the dream on the twentieth day and night of the first month.

Author] Su Shi [Dynasty] Song.

Ten years of life and death. Don't think about it. Unforgettable. Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation. Even if you don't know each other, your face is dusty, and your temples are like frost.

Come and dream at night. Xiaoxuan window. I am dressing. There are no words for each other, only a thousand tears. It is expected that the intestines will be broken every year, the bright moon night, and the short Matsuoka.

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the child wants to raise but does not wait.

Author of "Dengle Youyuan" Tang. Li Shangyin.

Xiang was unwell at night and drove to the ancient plains.

The sunset is infinitely better, just near dusk.

1.Spring is not green, temples are silky, and the world will not be sad for a long time. Who teaches the year of the red lotus night, the two places know each other.

Jiang Kui's "Partridge Sky Yuan Xi Has a Dream".

2.Juvenile love is always sad.

Jiang Kui's "Partridge Day, Watching the Lantern on the 11th Day of the First Lunar Month".

3.Haishan asked me when I would return.

Xin Qiji's "Linjiang Immortal and Wang Daofu Keep the Rhyme".

As follows:

I was not born, and I was old.

You hate me for being late, and I hate you for being early.

I was not born, and I was old.

Hate is not born at the same time, day by day with the king.

I was born before I was born, and I am old when you were born.

I am far from the end of the world, and you are separated from my cape.

I was born before I was born, and I am old.

Butterflies go to find flowers, and perch on fragrant grass at night.

Toad Palace Qu Spring School Filial Piety (Yuan Xu Zaisi).

If you don't fall asick in your life, you will be lovesick, and you will be lovesick.

The body is like a floating cloud, the heart is like a flying flocculent, and the air is like a gossamer.

A wisp of fragrance is here, looking forward to the daughter of the wanderer.

When did the signs come?

When the light is half dim, when the moon is half bright.

A trip to the mountain, a trip to the water, the body to the side of Yuguan, a thousand tent lights in the middle of the night.

The wind is changing, the snow is changing, the dream of the broken hometown cannot be realized, and there is no sound in the old garden. - Sauvignon Blanc Nalan Xingde.

Poppy (When is the Spring Flower and Autumn Moon) When is the Spring Flower and Autumn Moon? How much do you know about the past? Xiaolou had another east wind last night, so the country could not afford to look back at the moonlight. The carved fence and jade masonry should still be there, but the face has changed. How sad can you be? It is like a river flowing eastward.

The rain outside the curtain is murmuring, the spring is in full swing, and Luo Ji is not tolerant of the cold. In my dream, I didn't know that I was a guest, and I was greedy for joy. Alone without relying on the railing, infinite rivers and mountains, it is easy to see when it is difficult to see. Flowing water falls and flowers go in spring, heaven and earth. - Surfing the sand.

The cherry blossoms fall to the end of the stairs in the first month, like a bed sad leaning on the lavender cage. It's like last year and today, and the hatred is the same. The beard is not neat and haggard, and the tears are stained with red bandeaus. Where is lovesickness? Screen window drunk dream. - Xie Xinen.