1. Once upon a time, everything was difficult to overcome, except Wushan. I look back lazily at the flower bush, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king.

2. Recalling the past when Qin Huangxue asked for love, how sad it was to watch

3. Since ancient times, I have been passionate and hateful, and this hatred has lasted forever

4. Since ancient times, Heroes are often lonely, and their fate is difficult to follow. Flowers bloom and people disappear.

5. The white head is for fame, and the old mountains and old pines and bamboos hinder the return journey. I want to express my thoughts to Yao Qin. If you have few close friends, who will listen when your string is broken?

6. Cut off the water with a knife, the water will flow more, and raise a cup to eliminate the sorrow and make it more sorrowful.

7. This feeling can be remembered later, but it was already at a loss at that time.

8. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I frowned but it was in my heart.

9. After dusk when I drink wine in Dongli, there is a faint fragrance filling my sleeves.

10. Since ancient times, passion has been hurt by parting, and even more so in the Qingqiu Festival.

11. How many times did the moonlight shine on me in the old days, and how many times did I play the flute beside the plum blossoms? To arouse beautiful women, no matter the cold or climbing. He Xun is getting older now and has forgotten all about the spring breeze and his writing style. But strangely enough, the flowers are sparse outside the bamboos, and the cold spring enters the Yao mat. The country of Jiang is in complete silence. Sigh and send it to the road far away, the snow is beginning to accumulate at night. Cui Zun is easy to cry, but the red calyx is speechless and remembers each other. I always remember that when we joined hands, a thousand trees weighed us down. Plum Lake is cold and green, and its patches are blown away. When will we see it again?

12. Withered vines, old trees, dim crows, small bridges, flowing water, people’s ancient roads, west wind and thin horses, the setting sun, and heartbroken people at the end of the world!

13. The moon is melting in the pear blossom courtyard, and there is a gentle breeze in the catkin pond.

14. How can love last forever

15. The falling flower intentionally follows the flowing water, but the flowing water has no intention of falling in love with the falling flower

16. There is no way The soul is not lost, the west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

17. Love is love but not love, love is not love but love, dreams are long...

18. How can we avoid sorrow and hatred in life, and what is the limit of love when we are alone! Quotes about touching the scene

He cares about you very much. One time he thought of you again and mistook me for you. He told me how he missed you and thought of you in his bone marrow or in his heart. From the bottom of my heart. ----Li Xi's "TFBOYS: Shallow Happiness"

I never watch romantic movies. Don't ask me why. Do you understand that the scene hurts your feelings?

Gradually, who forgot the original vow. Gradually, who let go of the initial thoughts. Gradually, everyone is still fine without the other. Gradually, those once beautiful and sad things have become a thing of the past. Gradually, the distance between us, back to back, became farther and farther. Turning around and looking into the distance, time has passed. We bump into each other by chance, I just hope we won’t get hurt anymore.

When will I stop feeling sad when I am in an empty scene without you? ----Liang Wenyin "Don't Be Friends After Breaking Up"

Only now do I know that what I can't bear to part with is actually not the dazzling happiness and the gorgeous plots that ordinary people have, but just the things that have passed away. Time that will never come back. Only now do I understand that what is called touching the scene and making me burst into tears is actually not the memory, but the fragmented time that I cannot keep. I often dream in the bright sunshine, and in my dreams The boys and girls I am willing to love with all my life will always leave me with only a lonely and blurred back. He and she keep walking forward, regardless of my heart-breaking shouts. He and she keep walking. Go, slowly become the starting point in my sight, and then disappear. Miss, disappear, not see, the love and being loved in the past. Miss, happiness, but the Trojan horse continues to spin. Miss, the self who firmly believes that love can destroy everything. .Gone...

The crazy ones just don’t want to be hurt by the past, the heartless ones just don’t want to be hurt by the situation.

Everyone will be touched and sad when they return to a place they have been before. The scene of sweet acquaintance awakens all your memories. Unfortunately, the person in the memory is not me. After all, she also loved you so much.

Many years later, there are always things you want to say but don’t know where to start. There are always people you want to see but can't find them. With the gradual erosion of trivial life and time fatigue, the feeling becomes increasingly dull, and the heart becomes indifferent. It’s just that the memory can’t help you. Or the sadness of the scene while strolling in the garden, or the melancholy when waking up from a dream, or just after some casual ridicule.

The scene from the past suddenly appeared in my mind, as far away as a mirage.

The melody of this song has never been forgotten, just like your voice and expression. When I close my eyes and fall in love, it takes a few years to stop raining and a few days to clear up. I am not sad and the tears are just right. The song touches the scene and makes me sad, but I still can’t bear to stop. It’s clearing outside the window. How can I stop my love——Wang Sulong’s “Sunny”

When people leave, the tea is cold, and the heart is also cold. The song ends and everyone disperses, love is like paper. The sea has changed, everything has changed. Touching the scene hurts the feelings, and people are ruthless. Long time no see, you have changed.

How dare you not ask again? How dare we meet again after a long separation? Silence is your silent gaze on me, watching you drift away. How dare I think of you? I dare not read your name, for fear of revisiting the old place. How dare I miss you? I dare not look into your eyes. I have to delete all memories about you. How dare I miss you? I dare not read your name. I am afraid that I will revisit the old place. I am always touching the scene. How dare I miss you. I dare not look into your eyes. Let my breath boil in the night

Don't be afraid of doing something, don't be afraid of touching the scene, don't be afraid of saying the wrong thing, don't be afraid of thinking of the past, don't be afraid of facing the future.

Many times, I always look at other people’s happy faces and leave silently. Sometimes it's not that I don't like it, it's just that I'm afraid of touching the scene and hurting my feelings. Even if it is just a movement or a sound, I will think of you.

When will the empty scene without you stop touching the sad scene? Raindrops and teardrops will always mix together

The music is playing randomly and suddenly I sing that song. The twist in the lyrics of your favorite love song that we listened to together has now become you. I regret that the song didn’t tell me how to keep you. Now whoever can be in your heart, you should be nicer to whomever I am. Although I am still I miss you but deliberately don’t meet you and fall in love. It took several years to stop the rain. It took a few days to stop. I’m not sad. The tears are just right. Some songs are too touching and sad, but I still can’t bear to pause. It’s sunny outside the window. How can I stop my love?

Be kind to whoever is in your heart now. Although I still miss you, I deliberately don’t meet and fall in love with you. It took a few years to stop raining and a few days to clear up. I’m not sad or tearful. It’s just a coincidence. Some songs are too touching and sad, but I still can’t bear to pause. It’s sunny outside the window. How can I stop my love——Wang Sulong’s "Sunny"

Longing is a rope that binds our delicate fragility and makes us In the dead of night, we cry in loneliness; longing is an elusive dream that makes us feel sad when we are surrounded by the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers; longing is the dried memories, when we are old, we drink! ---- Zhuang Hanlin's "Words" Addiction》

What’s wrong with me? Why dwell on the sad past? Is it the cruel reality, the touching scene, the sadness, the nostalgia, the unwillingness to lose, or am I simply no longer willing to face the call of a desperate relationship? Is it pain or the beautiful years of youth? Is it love or hate? Everything is so blurry. I just want to forget. Even forgotten, there is sadness that does not belong to me. Unable to stand. Can't make people happy. It is impossible to see reality clearly. Bloody and bloody. If love can make a person so miserable, it is better to be sober and not love. To anyone and anything at any time. So not loving or forgetting can be a good thing.

I thought that when I put on my headphones, the whole world would have nothing to do with me. Unexpectedly, this made me even more emotional.

It took several years for love to stop raining, and it took a few days for the sun to clear. I wasn’t sad, and the tears were just right. Some songs were too touching and sad, but I still couldn’t bear to pause. The sun has cleared outside the window. How can I stop my love--- -Wang Sulong's "Qing"

I came back here again, and I felt sad because of the scene. It turned out that I couldn't let go of that moment after all. We naively maintain the fantasy dream, but we don’t understand how wonderful other people’s world is. My heart wanders like a fool. But the only way to go is to move forward.

Rain can symbolize melancholy, parting and sorrow. For example, in "The Sapphire Case" by He Zhu, when you are happy, walking in the rain is a super romantic thing. When you are unhappy, rain is the sky crying. Love When you are in love, the scene in the rain is the most beautiful scenery. When you are lovelorn, rain is a touching scene. Rain is a flavoring of your mood and a bronze mirror of your mood. What is the symbol of rain? What's the symbol of it? Is it joy, crying, or touching? How do you know if you don't try? Standing alone under the rain, being washed away by the ruthless rain, you will recognize it after a while. If it comes to you, and the rain gradually becomes smaller, then it is joy. If it intensifies when you come, it is crying. If it thunders to greet you when you come, it is moved. The rain is as ruthless as it is more sentimental. Don't look at its small ice.

Don't be afraid of something. Don’t worry about touching the scene, don’t be afraid of saying the wrong thing, and don’t be afraid of thinking about the past. Some experiences are indeed only once in a lifetime, but you have to spend the rest of your life to survive in the prosperous life until the end of Time flies. Many people spend their entire youth on one person, but in the end it is another person who stays hand in hand until old age.

I know that my little dream of going to the beach next month has turned into a touching and sad sight in the future

When you mention a certain word, you will think of a certain person, and a city is so important. memories. Sorry, I haven't learned how not to be offended by the situation. Familiarity turns a blind eye and turns a blind eye. It's none of my business, I'm sorry I can't do it yet. Thank you for the wonderful gift you gave me. Also very cruel. I am not a heartless person, and some things have to force me to let go. I don’t want to say goodbye to you because I will never see you again online. I don’t want to hear you say goodbye. After leaving, you belong to someone else. I once thought that the strongest support was the previous one, a passer-by. Later, time slowly told me that you are the strongest supporter in my life. I can't escape. I slowly learned to be silent, slowly learned to endure, and slowly learned to face all the pain in life. The only thing I want to escape is the profound memory of your name. In my mind, your name begins with capital letters. I will say your name goodnight that night, even if you never hear it again. Look at the stars and say I miss you. My lover, my strongest support, my passerby, goodbye. I want to forget everything and start over!

Is it because people who are emotionally affected by the situation have experienced similar things?

Some songs are too touching and sad, but I still can’t bear to pause. ----Wang Sulong's "Sunny"

The world is so small that you will be touched by the scene wherever you go; the world is so big that you will never encounter it no matter where you go. he.

You bury many painful past events deep in your heart, hoping that they will be buried in peace. However, those souvenirs in your eyes are like pieces of cold tombstones. You can only bear to look at them once. I can't help but shed tears once and feel sad again. Even if you don’t want to be bound by those sad memories at all, the person who makes you sad again and again is you. ----Chen Mo'an "Those things that have made you cry will one day be said with a smile"

I don't want to express my sadness in front of you and let a liquid flow silently in my body. It doesn't need to break. A small flower blooms on the river bank in April, and then a second and a third flower bloom. I never touch the scene and feel sad. At night, when I miss you, I wander around aimlessly like a madman, but love does not exist. It's when I lose my mind that I can always suddenly take back my steps. At that turning point at the intersection, I don't want to express my sadness in front of you. I can always pretend to be the same as before. I'm afraid that if I say it, you will become even more sad - Purple Man The most regrettable love words: Passionate feelings have hurt parting since ancient times

The most regrettable love words: Passionate feelings have hurt partings since ancient times

"Poems on Tongguan Kiln Porcelain in the Tang Dynasty"

Jun Before I was born, I was already old when I gave birth to you.

You hate that I was born late, and I hate that you were born early.

"Jin Se" / Li Shangyin

The Jin Se has fifty strings for no reason, each string and one column is reminiscent of the past.

Zhuang Sheng was fascinated by butterflies in his dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos.

The moon in the sea has tears, and the sun in Lantian is warm and the jade produces smoke.

Can this feeling be remembered? It’s just that I was at a loss at that time

"Jiang Chengzi" / Su Shi

Ten years of life and death are so uncertain that I will never forget them without thinking about them. Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to talk about desolation. Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost.

At night, I suddenly returned home from a deep dream. I was dressing up outside the small window.

They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the broken part of the intestines will be cut off every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pines.

"Gift to the Maid"/Cui Jiao

The princes, princes and grandsons are chasing after each other, and the green beads are dripping with tears.

As soon as Hou Men plunged into the deep sea, Xiao Lang was a passerby from then on.

"Rain Lin Ling · Chilling Cicadas are Sorrowful" / Liu Yong

Chilling cicadas are mournful, it is late in the pavilion, and the showers have begun to stop. There is no trace of drinking in the tent of the capital, and the place of nostalgia is the orchid boat. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, they were speechless and choked. The thought goes away, thousands of miles of smoke waves, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast.

Passionate sentiments have hurt parting since ancient times, and it is even more embarrassing to be left out in the Qingqing Festival! Where will you wake up tonight? On the bank of willows, the dawn wind wanes and the moon falls. After so many years, it should be a good time and good scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them?

"Inscribed on Nanzhuang of the Capital City" / Cui Hu

Last year on this day, in this gate, the faces of the people and the peach blossoms reflected each other's red.

I don’t know where the human face is, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.

"Qi Huai" / Huang Jingren

Several times I sat under the flowers and played the flute, while the silver-colored red wall came into view.

It seems that these stars are not last night, for whom the wind and dew set the midnight sun.

The lingering thoughts are exhausted and the remaining cocoons are drawn, and the heartache is peeled off.

It was March or May of 1935, but the glass of wine still lingered.

"A Letter to Master Li Sikong in Dongping"/Zhang Ji

You know that I have a husband, so you gave me a pair of pearls.

Feeling your affection, tied in a red lining.

The high-rise buildings of my concubine's house are rising up in the garden, and my beloved man is holding a halberd in the bright light.

I know that my heart is like the sun and the moon, and my husband's oath is as good as life and death.

Huanjun Mingzhu sheds tears, wishing we had met before she was married.

"Mulan Ci·Cambodian Friends of the Ancient Juejue Ci"/Nalan Xingde

If life is just like the first time we met, why is the autumn wind so sad and painted on the fan.

It’s easy to change an old person’s heart, but it’s easy to change an old person’s heart.

Lishan’s words stopped at midnight, and the tears, rain, and bells ended without complaint.

How lucky is the handsome man in brocade to wish for that day with wings and branches.

"Niannujiao"/Wu Zhen

We meet late and hate each other. Who knows, we have already separated lightly.

It is not ruthless, it is just for the sake of separation and separation.

"Baitou Yin"/Zhuo Wenjun

It is as white as snow on the mountain and as bright as the moon among the clouds.

I heard that you had two opinions, so I came to resolve it.

Today’s drinking party, Mingdangou Shuitou.

The ducks are dancing on the ditch, and the ditch water flows east and west.

Desolate and miserable, there is no need to cry when getting married.

I wish to have the person of my heart and stay together forever.

Why are the bamboo poles curling up, and the fish tails are so sticky?

A man cares about his spirit, so why use money and a knife?

"Wulingchun·Spring Festival Gala"/Li Qingzhao

The wind and dust have exhausted the fragrant flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair day and night. Things are different and people are not the same. Everything stops. If you want to speak, you will shed tears first.

I heard that the spring in Shuangxi is quite good, so I plan to take a boat trip. I'm afraid that the boat in Shuangxi cannot carry many sorrows. A collection of touching and sad sentences

A collection of touching and sad sentences

1. Always need some warmth. Even a little self-righteous commemoration. I don’t want to let go, I don’t want to let you go, I don’t want to watch you walk out of my life.

2. Just because of a look back at the Naihe Bridge in my previous life, I accidentally saw your world-famous face. From now on, I am willing to endure thousands of years of frost and cold, thousands of years of trampling on the Naihe Bridge. Rain or shine, all year round, just to keep your unfinished dreams in this life.

3. Cherish everything around you! Life is not a movie. If you miss it, you will lose it. It is impossible to have another chance like in the movie. Maybe one miss will make us regret it for life.

4. I knew I would be miserable, I knew love would hurt, but I couldn’t control my desire to fly into the flames. I always thought about what virtues and abilities I had, so that I could win the love of God and get to know you. Then, looking back We also know that the past events are just a narration of Nanke and a dream of Huangliang!

5. Who has not suffered from secret love? We always think that infatuation is very heavy, very heavy, the heaviest weight in the world.

One day, when we looked back, we realized that it had always been very light.

6. A beautiful winter snow, the world is pure white and covered in silver. Who can understand the desolation and pain behind the falling snowflakes! The falling snow with no direction is like a person's destiny, which cannot be seen clearly, touched or guessed!

7. The two pieces of snow still hug each other so tightly, reluctant to part. The faint moonlight just reflected their exquisite figures. The wind also sounded gently, as if playing flute to accompany this lingering beauty.

8. The stories in life include joy and sorrow. When the mind is indifferent to all the past, it only wants to keep a quiet warmth to comfort the chaos of life; after many years, I will be with you. See you again with a smile, the past grudges turn into clouds, and I am deeply moved by one thought, remembering the beauty of the past, and remembering the you I once loved

9. Longing overflows the sea of ??memory, and the smoke spreads into disaster, a lifetime The love wanders and wanders in the dreamy years. Some love is destined to be a flashy dream and turn into dust. The love that was once persistent is scattered to the end of the world, but the heart is unwilling to leave. A moment of lovesickness turns into tears, and the bare makeup will eventually dissipate. At that time, who will still stand in the old time, with condensed eyebrows, and be a bunch of dust in the humble love!

10. When you are alone, there will always be some willful thoughts flying around, like a ship swaying in the wind and waves. Without a warm harbor to anchor, I can only wander in the lonely ocean and drift with the current.

11. Wandering, I am used to writing a quiet text when I am lonely at dusk, pretending to be unhappy, but this is actually true. Or in the dark of night, use wine to numb the water in your heart, and lie to yourself that this is a dream, a still water flowing back into a river without sadness, a promise once made on a night with beautiful flowers and full moon.

12. Too much love drowns all the hate. It turns out that if you are sentimental, you will live a very miserable life. After absorbing the sadness of others, I shed tears slowly in silence.

13. We had an encounter, but now we don’t see the willow-colored fireworks, or the purple smoke flying over the flowing water of the small bridge. My heart returns to the other shore, waiting for the flowers to bloom, and looking forward to the return of my old friends! () There is love in Tang poems, love in Song lyrics, love that comes after repeated calls, some people are happy and some are sad, complaining that love has grown old, and dreams are hard to come true. When I look back suddenly, my green silk hair turns to white hair. In the long world of mortals, you are A landscape that I can't lock into place.

14. You have forgotten the words that were left unsaid, the words of the eternal oath, and the tears when we parted. But please tell me, can you forget that hazy encounter, that sudden The beginning of melancholy.

15. The rising sun rises in the east, the frost subsides and the fog disperses. Towards the bright road, you have to learn to walk alone. There is no need to say much about the future, let’s hope and look forward to the good things.

16. A falling snow stirred up the desolation all over the place; a touch of setting sun stirred up all kinds of wind and clouds; the arrival of winter blew away the depression of autumn and ushered in her usual desolation.

17. Walking alone on this snowy land, feeling the tranquility of the night, the beauty of the snow, and the softness of the moon. I can't help but have a little bit of thoughts. The night scene is like a dream or an illusion, all it needs is the company of a beautiful woman.