What are the verses that express tragedy, what are the verses about misery?

Returning Jun Mingzhu's tears and hatred when he was not married.

As soon as Houmen entered the deep sea, Xiao Lang was a passerby from then on.

Poor couples mourn everything.

This situation can be recalled, but it was already clear at the time.

Lovesick to see each other, I know when I am embarrassed at this time.

Affectionate but always seems to be ruthless, only the smile in front of the bottle can't be laughed.

The candle has a heart, and it is a pity not to weep for others until dawn.

It's not a thousand sails.

The slanting veins are long.

The intestine is broken on the white apple island.

In heaven, I wish to be a winged bird, and on earth, I wish to be a branch.

The days are long, and sometimes they are over, and this hatred is endless.

Since ancient times, beauties have many lives, and the poplars have fallen in the spring behind closed doors.

Ten years of life and death are boundless, not thinking about it, and unforgettable.

Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation.

Even if you don't know when you meet, your face is dusty, and your temples are like frost.

At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown, and Xiaoxuan Window was dressing up.

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

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

Self-drifting and artesian, a kind of lovesickness, two sorrows.

There is no way to eliminate this situation, only to frown but to heart.

Searching, seeking, deserted, miserable, miserable, and miserable.

The crowd is looking for him.

Suddenly I looked back, but the man was in the dim light.

Life is a lover, and this hatred is not about the wind and the moon.

Searching, seeking, deserted, miserable, miserable, and miserable.

When it's warm and cold, it's the hardest to breathe.

1. Since ancient times, beauties have many lives and thin closed doors, and the spring flowers fall. —Su Shi, "The Thin Beauty".

2. Looking for cold, lonely, miserable and miserable relatives. —Li Qingzhao, "Slow Voice, Seeking and Seeking".

3. The wind and dust are exhausted, and I am tired of combing my hair day and night. Things are people, and everything is restless, and tears flow first. - Li Qingzhao "Wuling Chun".

4. Life is a lover, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon. ——Ouyang Xiu, "Yulou Chun, Zun Qian intends to say the return date".

5. I will not regret the gradual widening of the belt. For the sake of Iraq, the people are haggard. ——Wang Guowei, "Seven Rules of Human Words".

6. Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward. ——Li Yu, "When is the Spring Flower and Autumn Moon of Poppy Beauty".

7. Draw the knife and cut off the water, and raise a glass to eliminate sorrow. ——Li Bai "Xuanzhou Xie Junlou Farewell School Book Shuyun".

8. Three glasses and two light wines, how can he be the enemy and be in a hurry late? The geese are also sad, but they are old acquaintances. —Li Qingzhao, "Slow Voice, Seeking and Seeking".

9. If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind sad fan. - Nalan Xingde, "Mulan Words, Quasi-Ancient Decisive Words and Cambodian Friends".

10, wordless alone on the west building, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks Qingqiu. ——Li Yu "Seeing Joy and Going to the West Building Alone Without a Word".

11. The young man doesn't know the taste of sorrow, and he is worried about the new words. ——Xin Qiji, "Ugly Slave, Shubo Mountain Road Middle Wall".

12. The spring breeze is proud, and you can see all the Chang'an flowers in one day. - Meng Jiao, "After Dengke".

13. Thousands of sails in transit are not, and the slanting veins and veins are long. ——Wen Tingyun, "Looking at the South of the River".

14, a teacher is a real name in the world, who can be a man in the middle of a thousand years. - Lu You's "Five Songs of Book Anger: One of the Songs".

15, Mo Dao is not ecstatic, 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".

Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road.

The wind lives in the dust and the fragrant flowers are exhausted, and I am tired of combing my hair day and night.

Poor and uncertain riverside bones, like a person in a spring boudoir dream.

The sad and desolate ancient poems are as follows:1.Poor and uncertain riverside bones, like a person in a spring boudoir dream.

Chen Tao "Longxi Journey".

2.Now I know the taste of sorrow, I want to say that I will rest, I want to say that I will rest, but I will say that the weather is cool and autumn.

——Xin Qiji, "Ugly Slave, Shubo Mountain Road Middle Wall".

3.The red face was not old and the grace was broken first, and he sat in the lavender cage until Ming.

Bai Juyi's "Harem Words" scum dress up hall.

4.If you want to buy osmanthus and carry wine, it is not like a young tour.

Liu Guo "Tang Duoling".

5.The empty bed lies and listens to the rain in the south window, who picks up the light and mends the clothes at night.

He Zhu: Half-Dead Tong".

6.Fifteen from the army, eighty years to return.

Daofeng villagers: "Who is there in the family".

From a distance, it is the Jun family, and the pine and cypress mounds are tired.

Fifteen from the Army

7.I have also drifted for a long time, and in the past ten years, I have been deeply gracious, and I have been a mentor and friend in life and death.

Gu Zhenguan "Golden Wisp Song".

8.Tonight, there is a silver light left, and I am afraid that the meeting is in a dream.

Yan Jidao "Partridge Heaven".

9.In this life, who expected, the heart is in the Tianshan Mountains, and the body is old in Cangzhou.

Lu Youruyin's "Appeal to the Heart".

10.There is no public crossing the river, but the public actually crosses the river! Crossing the river and dying, what a man!

Gong Wu Crossing the River" 9Although the mountain league is here, it is difficult to trust the brocade book. Mo, Mo, Mo!

Lu You's "Hairpin Phoenix".

11.Things are people, and everything is restless, and tears flow first.

Li Qingzhao "Wuling Spring Festival Gala".

12.Stratus clouds, thousands of mountains and twilight snow, to whom does the shadow go?

Yuan Hao asked "Touching the Fish, Yanqiu Words".

13.Once the spring is full of red faces, the flowers fall and people die without knowing!

Funeral Flower Yin" 14I was not born, and I was old.

Tongguan kiln porcelain inscription poem".