Which is the saddest sentence of ancient Chinese poetry?

This situation can be recalled, but it has been confused in advance. What does life look like? It's like Feihong stepping on slush.

Occasionally, there are toe claws on the mud, where does Hongfei count things? I like poetry, but I don't like long passages of ancient texts. If you say that you are sad, in fact, under the long sigh, why not the mood of being sad from time to time?

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What's the saddest sentence??? I thought that there was nothing more sad than the ruin of the country and the death of the family, and in comparison, the love of children is just a drop in the bucket. I remember Lu Shaoweng lying on the sickbed and saying to his son:

Wang Shi set the Central Plains Day in the north, and don't forget to tell Nai Weng about the family sacrifice. A painful verse expresses the great sorrow of the dead children in the world! It is a pity that the army of the Great Song Dynasty never re-entered the Central Plains ......Whether you are in happiness or misery at the moment, remember the phrase "This will be a thing of the past"!

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Upstairs said it was close. A few other sentences outside the same song: "Who is the Jinse Nian? The platform flower pavilion, the trivial window Zhu Hu, only the spring knows the place. View the original post

Unfortunately, there is no fixed riverside bone, and he is still a person in a spring boudoir dream. It's not sad, it's miserable! View the original post

The tree wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop, and the child wants to raise but does not wait... I often cry when I think of this... View the original post

Author: The moment a flower blooms Reply date: Unfortunately, there is no fixed riverside bone, and it is still a person in a spring boudoir dream. It's not sad, it's miserable! Haha, how is it so similar to Stephen Chow's truant lines in Weilong's View the original post

Jiangchengzi Su Shi.

Ten years of life and death.

Don't think about it, it's 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, the bright moon night, and the short Matsuoka.

Nalan Xingde's "Mulan Ci.

Quasi-ancient decisive words Cambodian friends".

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.

Lishan said that it was half of the night, and the night rain and rain did not complain.

How is Bo Xing Jinyilang, who wishes on the same day.

Queqiao Immortal Qin Temple.

The clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man 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 love between the two is long, how can it be in the morning and twilight!

A cut of Mei Li Qingzhao.

The red lotus fragrance remnants of the jade in autumn. Lightly untie Luo Shang and go on the Lanzhou alone. Who in the clouds sent the brocade book? When the word goose returns, the moon is full in the west building.

Flowers float and water flow freely, a kind of lovesickness, two sorrows. There is no way to eliminate this situation, so I frowned, but I was in my heart.

The anonymous goose fell with the victory order and lost the title.

One year is old, one day is not a day, autumn after autumn, one generation urges another, one gathers and one parting, one joy and one sadness. A bed and a bed, a lifetime of dreams. Looking for a partner to get acquainted, he will know each other for a while, blow once, sing once.

When is the spring flower and autumn moon, and 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 jade masonry should still be there, but the face has changed. Ask how much sorrow you can have, it is just a river of spring water flowing eastward.

Yulou Chun Yanshu.

The green poplar grass is long on the road, and it is easy to go when you are young.

The remnants of the dream at the head of the building are five watches, and the bottom of the flower is sad about the March rain.

Ruthless is not as affectionate as bitterness, and an inch is still tens of millions of wisps.

When there is poverty at the end of the world, there is only endless lovesickness.

The farthest distance in the world, Rabindranath Tagore's Birds

There are 3,000 prosperous people on this shore, but someone is looking for me.

The smoke and waves on the other side are circulating, but there are people waiting for me.

I can only say that there are many sad poems, there is no saddest one, give you some examples, and Jun Mingzhu is in tears, and he hates to meet when he is not married.

Affectionate only has the spring court month, which is still a flower falling from people.

Exquisite dice and red beans, do you know the lovesickness?

Enter my lovesick door, know that I am lovesick.

I don't see it for a day, and I think like crazy.

Ruthless is not as affectionate as bitterness, and an inch is still tens of millions of wisps.

The bottom of the acacia tree says that it is lovesick, and Silang hates Lang Lang and does not know.

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

The wine entered the bowels and turned into lovesick tears.

The days are long and sometimes endless, and this hatred lasts forever.