Ancient poems with affection are best sad. Thanks

Amorous parting since ancient times, where will you wake up tonight? The willow bank, the wind and the waning moon. --Northern Song Dynasty Liu Yong, Yulin Ling.

The cold cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the showers are at the beginning of the break. The capital tent has no clue, and the nostalgia and the blue boat are urging.

Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, there was no rain and choking. Thinking of going, thousands of miles of smoke and waves, the twilight is heavy and the sky is wide.

Affectionate parting since ancient times, even more so Kan and snub the Qingqiu Festival! Where do you wake up tonight? The willow bank, the wind and the waning moon.

This past year should be a good day and a good time. Even though there are thousands of styles, who to talk to.

If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight? --Northern Song Dynasty Qin Guan Queqiao Immortal Fiber Cloud is clever, the flying star spreads hatred, and the silver Han is dark. As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world.

Tenderness is like water, the best period is like a dream, and you can endure the return of the Magpie Bridge. If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight?

Su Shi "Jiangchengzi".

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.

Come and dream at night. Xiao Xuan window, dressing.

There are no words for each other, only a thousand tears.

It is expected that the intestines will be broken every year: bright moon night, short Matsuoka.

Nalan Rongruo's "Golden Wisp Song: Feeling of the Dead Woman's Sacrifice Day".

When is this hatred gone? Dripping empty steps, cold and rainy, funeral flowers. Three years of long soul dreams, is a dream that should wake up for a long time. The material is also sense, and the world is tasteless. It is not as dusty as the night platform, deserted, and a sad place. The hairpin made a covenant and abandoned it.

If there is a Pisces in Chongquan, it is good to know him, and he will be bitter and happy for many years, and who will he rely on. I've turned to the side since the end of the night, and I can't bear to listen to the Hunan strings! To be married, he will give birth to a confidant. I'm afraid that both of them will have a thin life, and then they will be saved and the moon will be left in the wind. The tears are gone, and the paper is dusty.

One, "Jiang Chengzi" Su Shi

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: bright moon night, short Matsuoka.

Comments: This is a sentimental poem written by Su Dongpo's beloved wife Wang Fu after his death one day after he dreamed of the death of his concubine. The simple and sincere affection, the painful parting of life and death, every time I read it, I am even more moved by the affection.

Yin and yang are separated, and the reunion can only be expected in a dream, and what Su Dongpo can't give up for ten years is the kind of family affection that is in love with each other.

What he can't stand is not the absence of vigorous love, but the loneliness of hanging alone after losing his partner. "Even if you don't know each other, your face is dusty, and your temples are like frost. "What can be seen in the dream is all the trivial fragments of the past life of the deceased relatives. Because in those trivialities, there is a condensation of family affection that cannot be dissolved.

What is the highest state of love in the red dust? The hand of the son is a realm, the mutual affection is a realm, and the promise of life and death is also a realm. There is one of the most dignified and abundant loves in this world.

It is a long-term infiltration, a kind of warmth that is integrated into each other's lives.

Second, "Fortune Operator" Li Zhiyi.

I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River.

Every day, I don't see you, and I drink the water of the Yangtze River.

When will this water stop, and when will this hatred end?

I only hope that your heart will be like my heart, and I will live up to my love.

Comments: Li Zhiyi's small order is only forty-five words, but it is short and long. The whole word revolves around the water of the Yangtze River, expressing the longing of men and women for love and the resentment of separation.

At the beginning, it is written that the two of them are separated by thousands of miles on one side, which is difficult to meet and the depth of lovesickness. The last sentence is written"Drink together", connecting the two places with water, communicating the two hearts; Melt into the water, use the water as a metaphor for love, and the affection is also endless.

It expresses the heroine's persistent pursuit of love and ardent expectations. The whole word is full of love, layer by layer and then back and forth, but the feelings fluctuate in just a few sentences.

1, Dangui doesn't know how to shake off hatred, Su'e should believe goodbye to sorrow. ——Wang Qi, "Looking at the South of the Yangtze River, Jiangnan Moon".

2, where is the depression of the younger brothers and sisters, and the two are urging each other! Selling Answers-Du Fu's "Five Songs in Nine Days: Part I" is a false balance.

3. I don't regret the gradual widening of the belt, and I will make people haggard for Yi. —Liu Yong, "Butterfly Loves Flowers, Leaning on the Dangerous Building".

4, Mo Dao does not kill the soul, the curtain is swept by the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. ——Li Qingzhao "Drunken Flower Yin, Misty Clouds and Sorrowful Eternal Day".

5. Tears can be dry and there are traces in the end, and there are no words in the difficult words. ——Chen Duansheng, "Sending Outside".

6. The spring heart is full of flowers, an inch of acacia and an inch of gray. ——Li Shangyin, "Untitled Six Songs".

7, exquisite dice An red beans, do you know the lovesickness to the bones? ——Wen Tingyun, "Willow Branches".

8. Away from the gradual infinite, the distance is constantly like spring water. - Ouyang Xiu's "Tasha Xing".

9. The spring silkworm is dead to the end, and the wax torch turns into ashes and tears begin to dry. —Li Shangyin, Untitled

You can use a lot of Nalan Xingde's words, most of his words are very poignant, such as "Water Dragon Yin" and the like.

"Cry in the Night".

Li Yulin thanked Chunhong, too hurried, helpless to come to the cold rain and late wind.

Rouge tears, leaving people drunk, when is it heavy?

Since people grow and hate water, they grow up.

The last sentence is very good.

Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers.

Wading the river to pick hibiscus.

Wading the river to pick hibiscus, Lanze more fragrant grass.

Whoever you want to leave behind, you are thinking about it from afar.

I also look at my hometown, and the road is long.

Leave with one heart, and die with sorrow.

The pathos verse is as follows:

1. The mountains have trees and branches, and the heart is happy. - Anonymous "Yue Ren Song".

2. The teenager does not know the high taste of sorrow and sleepiness, and falls in love with the floor. Fall in love with the floor. Worried about the new words. ——Xin Qiji, "Ugly Slave, Shubo Mountain Road Middle Wall".

3. The infinite Danqing hand in the world can't be painted with a sad heart. ——Gao Chan, "Jinling Evening Look".

4. This situation can be recalled, but it was already clear at the time. - Li Shangyin, "Jin Se".

5, a sound of sycamore, a sound of autumn, a little banana and a little sorrow, the three watches return to the dream after the three watches. - Xu Zaisi, "Water Fairy, Night Rain".

6. Time only relieves people to be old, does not believe in affection, hates Wang Hall for a long time, and tears are easy to wake up. ——Yan Shu "Picking Mulberries, Time Only Relieves People to Grow Old".

7, returning Jun Mingzhu to tears, hating to meet when he is not married. ——Zhang Ji "The Song of the Lady of the Festival, Sending Dongping Li Sikong Shidao".

8. There are no words for each other, only a thousand tears. - Su Shi, "Jiangchengzi Yimao First Month Twentieth Night Dream".

9. Don't rely on the fence alone, infinite rivers and mountains, it is easy to see when it is difficult to see. —Ambush—Li Yu's "Waves and Sands, Rain Murmuring Outside the Curtain".

10, helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned. ——Yan Shu "Huanxi Sha, a New Song and a Cup of Wine".

11. Things are people, and everything is resting, and tears flow first. ——Li Qingzhao "Wuling Spring Festival Gala".

12. Tie my heart all my life, and bear you a thousand tears. ——Liu Yong, "Remembering the Emperor Jing and Bo Shu Small Pillow Cool Weather".

13. No one wears flowers, no one persuades wine, and no one cares if drunk. ——Huang Gongshao, "Qingyu Case: Stopping Needlework Every Year".

Tragic poems and famous sentences such as selling Huaixia:1. The clothes and belts are gradually widened and they will not regret it, and they will be haggard for Yi.

2, Mo Dao does not kill the soul, the curtain is swept by the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

3. The heart is slightly moving, but the love is far away, things are not, people are not, everything is not, and the past cannot be chased.

4. Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the human face were red.

5. In the past, it was difficult for the sea to be water, but Wushan is not a cloud. Take the second flower bush lazy review, half of the edge of the cultivation and half of the king.

6. Cold birds and withered grass, accompanied by sadness everywhere.

7. Turn around, a wisp of cold incense is far away, the snow is deep, and the smile is shallow. You will cross me in the next life, you wish.

8. If life is only as first seen, it is ordinary at that time.

9. The water is more flowing when the knife is drawn, and the glass is more worried.

10. Now but the twilight rain, the bees are sad and the butterflies hate, and the small window is idle for the plantain exhibition.

11, Dangui doesn't know how to shake off hatred, Su'e should believe goodbye to sorrow.

12, Junpilo City, Weizi is sad.

13. The flowers are gradually withering and not resistant to wind, the painting curtain hangs down late and is reworked, and the fallen steps linger and the moss dance is sad.

14. The pillow mat of the only time of awakening, the smoke of loss.

15. Since ancient times, there has been affection and empty hatred, and this hatred has no end.

16, the old moonlight, count a few times to shine on me, the plum flute evokes the jade, no matter the cold and climb He Xun and now get old, all forget, the spring breeze is strange to write, the bamboo is sparse flowers, the spring cold into the Yao Xi Jiangguo, is lonely and sighing and sent to the road Yao, the night snow at the beginning of the accumulation of cuizun easy to cry Sen with sensitive, the red calyx is wordless Geng Xiang remembers that he has been hand in hand, thousands of trees press the plum lake cold and blue, and the pieces are blown away, when to see.

17, the shadow is gone, and it hurts my heart.

18, Jiang Ting can be a high meeting in his spare time, drunk and sarcastic.

19. Things are people, and everything is resting, and tears flow first.

20. There is a tiger in the heart, sniffing the rose. After the feast, tears flowed down his face.

21, the long street is long, the fireworks are numerous, you pick up the lights and look back, the short pavilion is short, the red dust is rolling, I will sigh again.