I m looking for some sad love poems or sentences

You don't have to have someone to love, but you have to love someone well!

When you have experienced loving and being loved, and learned to love, you will know what you need, and you will find the most suitable person for you and be able to get along for a lifetime.

But sadly, in real life, people who truly love each other for various reasons may not be able to be together;

The one you love the most often doesn't choose you;

What loves you the most is often not what you love the most;

And the longest-lasting, it's not what you love the most, and it's not the one you love the most.

Only the person who appears at the most suitable time will really be with you forever!

No one deliberately wants to change his mind, he really loves you when he loves you, but he really doesn't love you when he doesn't love you, and there is no way to pretend not to love you when he loves you;

In the same way, there is no way for him to pretend to love you when he doesn't love you.

When a person doesn't love you and wants to leave you, you have to ask yourself if you still love him (her), if you don't love him (her) anymore, don't refuse to leave for the sake of poor self-esteem;

If you still love him (her), you should want him (her) to live happily, hope that he (she) is with the person you really love, and will never stop it, if you prevent him (her) from getting real happiness, it means that you no longer love him (her), and if you don't love him (her), what right do you have to accuse him (her) of changing his (her) mind?

Love is not possession!

You love the stars, and it's impossible to take them down and put them in the basin, but the light of the stars can still shine into your room.

In other words, if you love someone, you can also have it in another way, so that the lover becomes an eternal memory in your life, and if you really love someone, you have to love him as he is, love his good, and love his bad:

Love his strengths and his shortcomings, and never want him to become what he wants because he loves him, and if he can't change, he won't love him.

You can't tell the reason for really loving someone, you just know that no matter when and where, good or bad, you want this person to be with you;

The real relationship is that the two can stay together in the most difficult situation, that is, without the slightest requirement.

After all, feelings must be given, not just wanted to be gained;

Separation is an inevitable test, and if your relationship is not stable enough and you have to admit defeat, true love will not turn into resentment.

When the two are in love, they like to make each other swear and make promises, why do we swear to each other, it is because we don't believe each other, we don't believe in lovers at all, and these mountain alliances and sea vows are very unrealistic.

The sea is dry and the earth is barren, but it can't change my love for you!

knowing that the sea will not wither, the stones will not rot, the earth will not grow, and the sky will not be barren;

Even if he could, he wouldn't live until then.

When making a promise, be careful, don't make promises that can be fulfilled, it is better to promise what you can't do, anyway, it doesn't matter if you can't do it, remember that "impossible promises are the most moving".

In love, one thing is said and another is done;

The speaker does not believe it, and the listener does not believe ......

Who have you met in the vast sea of people? Who met you again.

Summary. Ten years of life and death, without thinking, 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. At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown, and I was dressing up in the small window. 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.

Looking for a touching verse.

I decided that the more touching Su Shi had to write a poem to his deceased wife.

Ten years of life and death, without thinking, 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.

At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown, and I was dressing up in the small window. 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.

There are also modern love poems that are not as true as this one.

Su Shi gave him a tree that his wife planted for 10 years, which is very touching.

I hope you don't get too sad.

I want to know you.

Longevity.

The mountains are exhausted and the rivers are exhausted.

Winter thunder and earthquakes. Summer rain and snow are combined.

The farthest distance in the world.

Not the distance between life and death.

Rather, I stand before you.

You don't know I love you.

The farthest distance in the world.

It's not that I'm standing in front of you.

You don't know I love you.

It's love to obsession.

But you can't say I love you.

The farthest distance in the world.

It's not that I can't say I love you.

It's about you being in pain.

But I can only bury it deep in my heart.

The farthest distance in the world.

It's not that I can't say I miss you.

It's about loving one another.

But they can't be together.

The farthest distance in the world.

It's not about loving one another.

But they can't be together.

But he knows that true love is invincible.

But he pretended not to care.

The farthest distance in the world.

Not tree-to-tree distance.

It's a branch that grows from the same root.

But they can't cling to each other in the wind.

The farthest distance in the world.

It's not that the branches can't cling to each other.

It's stars looking at each other.

But there is no intersecting trajectory.

The farthest distance in the world.

Not a trajectory between the stars.

Rather, even though trajectories intersect.

But in the blink of an eye, he was nowhere to be found.

The farthest distance in the world.

It's not like you're nowhere to be found in an instant.

Rather, they have not yet met.

It is destined not to be able to get together.

The farthest distance in the world.

It is the distance between the fish and the bird.

One is in the sky, and the other is deep in the sea.

Steal the pear stamen and borrow a wisp of plum blossom soul. (Daiyu's "Song of White Begonia") is divided into three paths of incense, and the book thrower is on a branch of autumn. (Xiangyun's "Offering Chrysanthemum") short sideburns are coldly stained with three-path dew, and the scarf is dyed with nine autumn frosts.

Tanchun "Hairpin Chrysanthemum") Xiao Shu sat on the side of the fence, hugging his knees and groaning in the cold fragrance. (Xiangyun's "Pair of Chrysanthemums") is written by the frost, and the mouth is fragrant to the moon. (Daiyu's "Yongdai") is lonely and proud, who is hidden, and the same flower blooms late?

Daiyu "Ask Ju") has no longitude and latitude on the road in front of you, and the spring and autumn sky is black and yellow. (Baochai's "Song of Eating Crabs") crosses the crane shadow in the cold pond, and the cold moon buries the soul of the poem. .

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 when you were born. Butterflies go to find flowers, and perch on fragrant grass at night. Hey, big mugs.

If life is only as it first seems. What's the autumn wind sad painting fan.

You don't understand me, and I don't blame you.

Yu Qiuyu. Everyone has a dead end, they can't get out by themselves, and others can't break in.

I put my deepest secrets there.

You don't understand me, and I don't blame you.

Everyone has a wound, deep or shallow, covered with a cloth, thinking that it is not there.

I smeared the redtest blood there.

You don't understand me, and I don't blame you.

Everyone has a love, with heart, affection, and force, and it is touching and sentimental.

I hid my hottest emotions there.

You don't understand me, and I don't blame you.

Everyone has a line of tears, the cold water they drink, the hot tears that brew.

I put my most heartfelt grievances there.

You don't understand me, and I don't blame you.

Everyone has a confession, apprehension and uneasiness, but full of sincerity and courage.

I use the most lyrical language there.

You don't understand me, and I don't blame you.

You will never see when I love you the most, because I only love you most when I can't see you.

In the same way, you can never see me when I'm the loneliest, because I'm the loneliest only when you can't see me.

Perhaps, I am too good at hiding my sadness.

Perhaps, I am too good at comforting my scars.

Perhaps, in your eyes, I am too good at taking care of myself, so you never consider my feelings.

You think I can recover very quickly, and you are a little selfish.

From the rain to the sun, I passed by the mud and the wind.

Along the way, you never understood me, and I didn't blame you.

I'm not here to show my generosity, nor to show my generosity.

I just want you to know that the feelings are not there, and the blame is not there.

An uncontrollable oath.

Sleepless nights.

Like a lonely flower.

Bloom alone. Entrainment of those happy wounds.

Everything was quiet as if it had never happened.

Beloved, much like our vows.

You say, "We will hold hands forever."

You said that you would love me for the rest of my life and the rest of my life.

Whispering in your ear.

In the hands of the damp clench.

I really thought.

Those vows are forever in this life.

Endless memories.

Collect all your goodness.

Every time I think about it, it always makes me want to cry.

What about your oath, dear.

You who choose to break up.

How are you doing now?

I'm doing well.

Just a little tired.

Ever since you left.

I can't rest no matter how much I can't rest.

The nightmare passed day by day.

Look up at the sky around the corner.

Your smile will appear every time.

Those tenderness that can't be touched.

Gradually, I thought. It's good to be able to see it.

Watch you smile at her.

Look at you hugging her as she bows her head.

Whisper your love words.

Suddenly, I felt like I was torturing myself.

Honey, it's time for me to give up on you.

An uncontrollable oath.

Forever that can't be kept.

Memories written on the sand.

Attacked by strong winds.

Let go, all that has to do with you.

I'll be fine.

I'd be fine without you.

Won't get tired. I wish me no luck.

Equally good.

This is what I wrote myself, I don't know if you like it or not, I hope it can be adopted, (*hee-hee......