First, you should remember that the rosewood has not gone out and I didn't go either.

second, plow thousands of acres and thousands of boxes. Who will be injured if you are exhausted? But in order to all sentient beings can be satisfied, even if the disease collapsed under the sun, also in the left.

third, flying flowers and floating flocks, dancing in dresses, and a lot of feelings flying.

4. If you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick and bitter, and that I am lovesick for a long time, but I am lovesick for a short time. If I had known this, I would have been strangers.

5. Today, the mountain city is not only sad for autumn, but also sad for tears.

6. Think long and hate long, and don't rest until it's time to return.

7. As soon as the wind changes, the rain changes, and the dream of breaking the hometown fails, so there is no such sound in the garden.

Eight, the curtain controls the hook, covering the pearl tower, and the wind and rain will replace the flowers.

nine, leave the song and don't renovate it. One song can teach the intestines. It's easy to say goodbye to the spring breeze until you see all the flowers in Luoyang.

ten, desolation and parting should be the same, and it is the most difficult to clear up grievances in the moon.

Xi. I didn't blame Pingyang guest, but my tears fell and I mourned in the flute.

12. It's long since there are few red branches, and the flying catkins are ruthless, which makes people even more annoyed.

XIII. Jiang Xinyun is heavy with Pu Fan, and the wind upstairs blows powder and tears.

XIV. Look at the sun and moon that day, and it is silent. Green mountains and rivers, stretching from generation to generation; Just like in my heart, you have never left and never changed.

15. In the sunset glow of infinite sadness, the old country is desolate, leaving powder and red.

sixteen, no sad songs for me, I don't know the difference between flowers falling and people dying.

XVII. Sleepwalking through the flowers, and the sunset is silent.

18. I don't know what's haunting me. Wake up is boring, drunk is boring.

nineteen, how many tears do you hate, lean on the fence.

twenty, no one sees the flowers every year, and they chase the spring out of the ditch.

21st, snuff was injured, and he fell to the ground in a row, and returned home, and the castle peak was vast and foggy.

twenty-two, many new ghosts cry in war, and the old man is lonely.

Twenty-three, the moon, grown full now over the sea, Tianya * * * At this time. The people of love all hate the long night, sleepless nights and bring their loved ones to remembrance. Put out the candle to love this room full of moonlight, I wear clothes wandering deeply night dew cold. You can not hold the beautiful moonlight to you, only hope to meet you in dreamland.

twenty-four, heartbroken lovesickness is the same age. Things are difficult to dream of. It's misty, rainy and orange-white, with endless lovesickness and night wind.

twenty-five, there are tears at the beginning of the letter, and the wife is surprised and the daughter cries and asks why.

twenty-six, the breeze is wet, and the tea smoke is blowing. Relive the old dream, the old friend has gone.

twenty-seven, the most intimate feelings are always leaking, and the shadows are secretly moved.

twenty-eight, dream back to the pavilion, with nothing, where can a beautiful woman find her trace? Nine turns to the cloister, which hurts a lot, and it is especially cool when the remnants are declared into the volume.

after 29 or 29 days of loneliness and injury, smoking was banned in a bleak way.

3. My concubine kept her empty room, afraid to forget when she was worried about you, and didn't feel her clothes in tears.

31. Ask in a low voice: Who are you going to stay with? It's already midnight in the city. The horse is slippery and frosty, so it's better to take a break and walk less.

32. Memory is like water poured in the palm of your hand. No matter whether you spread it out or hold it tightly, it will eventually flow clean through your fingers drop by drop.

thirty-three, at dusk, the cold stand is more draped, revealing the fragrance and pleasing the heart.

thirty-four, crimson wax leisurely accompanied tears, and Wu silkworm arrived lingering.

thirty-five, it's cold, it's cold, it's old forever, and it's vicissitudes of life.

36. since nobody can bear to you the burden of my song, would that it might follow the spring wind to Yanran Mountain and I think of you far away, beyond the blue sky.

thirty-seven, lingering thoughts are exhausted, and the heart is broken and the banana is peeled.

thirty-eight, sadness and parting should be the same, and the most difficult thing is to clear up the grievances.

thirty-nine, the drunken soul should chase the dream, and pay the west wind to cool this night.

forty, the pear flower courtyard is dissolved in the moon, and the catkin pond is faintly windy.

forty-one, loneliness is like a moon as quiet as a lotus, and the lonely moon alone reflects people sleepless, and the lights are deep and the moon is shallow.

Forty-two, Julian Waghann decided to celebrate the Central Plains Day in the north, and the family sacrifice was never forgotten.

forty-three, the cold wind is bleak and crying, and the cold rain is shed with tears. Pedestrians only hear the wind and rain, but they don't know that someone is crying at night.

forty-four, there is a China in the northwest of the boy, so don't shed tears by the west bridge.

forty-five, my thin hair grows wintry, like the triple Xiang streams, three thousand miles my heart goes, homesick with the moon.

forty-six, the sky is not old, and it is difficult to get rid of it; The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.

47. I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day, and I drink a river.

Forty-eight, the night was cold, and the tears fell with snuff.

forty-nine, seeing a guest off will hurt your health and make you old. I don't know where to treat your husband.

5. When you are worried, you must stop drinking. Before you wake up, your worries have returned first.

fifty-one, the long street is full of fireworks. You look back with the light, the pavilion is short, and the world of mortals is rolling. I sigh Xiao again.

fifty-two, Hongyan is in the clouds and fish are in the water. It's hard to send this feeling of melancholy.

fifty-three, the most beautiful flowers are in love, and of even this bright flame of love, shall there be only ashes?.

fifty-four, I stand alone on the edge of the cloud and water, looking at you, who I can't ask for, with frostbitten flowers blooming in my palm.

fifty-five, the autumn wind enters the window, the curtains fly, look up at the bright moon, and send your feelings to a thousand miles.

fifty-six, young people don't stay for teenagers, hate you, when will you rest?

fifty-seven, if you have a tiger in your heart, smell the roses carefully. After the feast, I burst into tears.

fifty-eight. Being away from hate is like spring grass. You can go further and live.

fifty-nine, a glass of wine with peach, plum and spring breeze, and a lamp for ten years after a rainy night.

sixty, a pillow full of new worries, the fragrance of flowers fills the floor all night.

sixty-one, a flower and a world, a leaf and a sigh, one person for life.

sixty-two, if you have a bosom friend, don't hesitate to sing Yangchun.

sixty-three, mo Yan is broad-minded, and the sky should be different.

sixty-four, Qin women have a frown on the misty moon, and the red belt is exposed.

Sixty-five, Red-violet was so drunk that Bai Niao was speechless and worried.

sixty-six, the tears in the copper tray have run out, and the clothes are stained with the cool rain.

sixty-seven, a night of east wind, pillow blowing away how many worries.

sixty-eight, speechless, idle Qin Zheng, tears full of jagged geese.

sixty-nine, willow silk is soft, and smoke is woven into sorrow.

7. Since ancient times, heroes have been out of purgatory, and they have never been rich.

seventy-one, it only takes a few dusk to ruin a lifetime of haggard.

seventy-two, if you don't believe me, you will cry. Open the box and take the pomegranate skirt.

seventy-three, the vast land is broken with one sword, where is the prosperity?

seventy-four, feelings are stronger, the edge is like the wind, the brocade is slightly cold, and the green sleeves are cold and help the sick.

seventy-five, now haggard, wind and frost, afraid to go out at night. It's better to go under the curtain and listen to people laughing.

seventy-six, hair is short and sorrow is white, and face is weak and wine is red.

seventy-seven, spring brings sorrow and rain, thinking about the past, and it hurts so much.

seventy-eight, I miss this moment so much that my tears are stained with tea.

seventy-nine, flowers are not worn, wine is not advised, and drunkenness is not managed. Those sad and desolate ancient sentences in your hand are short (5 selected items)

Those sad and desolate ancient sentences in your hand are short (Part 1)

1. Sometimes, let the other person leave, if this is the case, he can find his own happiness, which is also a kind of love.

2. Your face is actually not ugly, just cover it in two places, one is the left face and the other is the right face.

3. I will meet many people in the world of mortals, but a few of them can seal on the soul, but my meeting with you has penetrated into my bone marrow.

4. Pale, pale makes people feel a little weak.

5. Even the sky is so lonely, who is afraid of loneliness?

6. Jealousy is a knife. In the end, it is either inserted in others or in your own heart.

7. If you are the rain in early spring, then you must learn to cherish it; If you are the rain in late autumn, then you must learn to forget. Don't wait until the end, you will be sad again: the wind blows a bone-chilling chill; Heart, shake off the desolation of a place!

8. If confession is a kind of harm, I choose lies. If lies are also hurt, I choose silence.

9. True feelings are fertile soil, and missing is a seed. If you want to irrigate and fertilize her, it means sunshine and rain, and * * * care is hard work. In the harvest season, you will definitely taste sweet! This is my experience and understanding of love!

1. The rain is still falling slowly. In the misty rain, I seem to see the beautiful figure of the girl in front again. However, I always can't catch up.

11. This winter is getting colder and colder. The leaves are gone, and the trees are still suffering from the pain of parting in the bleak wind, resisting the invasion of the cold. The white snow on the pine branches is telling these past events, and a kind of sadness hits my heart. I can't help but sigh and say to myself, "Winter is so bleak!" My heart is so cold.

12. People in twos and threes on the road are walking fast with umbrellas, and their passing eyes don't understand my sadness. My sadness is a person's sadness. I just want to walk alone in the rain. I don't want them to know my sadness. Raindrops slide down my hair and across my eyes, like tears.

13. What I used to be proud of is just as small as sand, or as small as it was.

14. Sadness is that you are standing on the street where people flow like water, with empty hands, empty head and empty soul, and no one to support you. I look forward to his happiness more eagerly than anyone else in this world, but it will be very sad to think that this happiness is not my share.

15. dust flies, people go to the empty building, and who hurts when the flowers fall in the dream? Looking forward to it, how much infatuation. Knead himself into reincarnation, remembering, in the dream of meeting; Parting, among the tearful flowers; Heartbroken, in the pallor of fingertips; Fade, in the eternal dream. In the nightingale's sad sigh, let the delicate tenderness choke and aphasia in the poem of the night.

16. One day, I will be alone, walking on the cold street. On a cold night, I have a cold dream.

17. Our youth started in a high profile, but ended in sadness. Those sad and desolate archaic sentences in your hands are short (Part II)

18. Autumn flowers are bleak, autumn grass is yellow, and autumn lights are long. I feel that the autumn window is endless, which is as bleak as the wind and rain. Help the autumn wind and rain come quickly, and break the Qiu Meng green in the autumn window. I can't bear to sleep when I am in love with autumn, so I ask myself if the autumn screen moves tears. Tears and candles shake Ruo's short hair, which makes you feel sad and hate.

19. In the early winter morning, the sky is gray, and the cold and gloomy Shaqi covers the whole world. The sun hasn't come out yet, and everything in winter is naked with a cold breath. Cold, a remarkable sign of the coming of winter. Seeing that the bleak and bleak autumn ended its tenacious mission and was overwhelmed by the irresistible domineering of winter in the sky with falling leaves, only to find that the whole world has become the territory of cold air.

2. Life is like a book, full of ups and downs, recording joys and sorrows.

21. Think of this as burning youth, the last willfulness of time, do what you want and meet the person you like.

22. When I think of you bit by bit, my heart starts to ache and I can't breathe, and tears can't stop flowing downwards.

23. It is said that wine is the best medicine after lovelorn, but I feel so miserable that I have no strength to buy wine.

24. The loneliest thing for people is not that the person who wants to wait hasn't come yet, but that this person has gone out from his heart.

25. The most beautiful affair in the world is to meet another self. -Annie Baby

26. Complain all the time, even if you complain, Hwa-Sung Do's tears are streaming down her eyes, and her heart is falling in the autumn.

27. In her melancholy eyes, she has a very deep scar.

28. Time, incomparably soft, bears witness to the past we experienced. Years, vicissitudes of life remain the same, precipitating those joys and sorrows in life.

29. Trust is like a blank sheet of paper. Once it is wrinkled, it can't be perfect.

3. In this very cold season, missing is a glass of cold water. I dare not touch it, but I don't want to touch it, but I accidentally knocked it over. Missing becomes an ocean, and the surging tide drowns me inch by inch.

31. I'm also afraid that both of them will be unlucky, and they will be in the wind again.

32. Faraway friends, please accept my heartfelt wishes: Best wishes every year and every month; Weeks are carefree, and every day is complete; Always happy, carved flat; Divide happiness, every second is safe!

33. To fall in love with someone is to fall in love with a wound. Every love, like a fresh wound, grows in the heart and occasionally hurts.

34. One friend is good, but two friends are a little more, and three friends is too much. It's good to have a bosom friend, not too much. If you really don't have one, you still have yourself. Treat yourself well, get along with yourself and be a friend. I don't mind that the walls in my heart collapse one after another. I can't remember how the bricks and tiles were at first.

36. I am just a passer-by, loneliness is my loyal companion, and poverty is the wind in my ears.

37. Fate is a book. If you turn it carelessly, you will miss the details. If you read it too carefully, you will dry your tears.

38. It's always bleak for Wu Shan to cross mountains and go into the water. The river is full of sorrow now, and Shan Yu's tears rise and fall. Sha Ou laughs at people who are idle. Ren Yu's

39. If friendship is an evergreen tree, it must be watered by a clear spring from the heart; If friendship is an undefeated flower, then it must be the rising sun in the heart.

4. Power and responsibility have always been in direct proportion. The former Ye Wudao has fallen to such a state. Now he is almost helpless. How can he bear all that he used to have? When power and power don't match, the end is often bleak.

41. Long time no see, dear friend. Are you enjoying everything? I think you should be as beautiful and happy as ever, please don't forget: my care is as ever!

42. Happy thinking; I like to count countless stars in the night sky when I am alone; When I am alone, I like to wait for the falling of the meteor.

43. You don't need to be scared every day in your life. But be thrilling. Sincere friends, sincere life, happy life, enjoy life, little strength, few friends, but sincere and good, commendable.

44. I thought I almost forgot that life. I used to be happier than anyone else.

45. Don't give up a persistence because of a flaw. Even if no one applauds, make an elegant curtain call and thank yourself for your efforts!

46. Smelling the incense burner, knocking on the wooden fish, stirring up the loneliness of my life, and sacrificing my half-life desolation.

47. The expression of friendship is not with the mouth, but with the whole life. The acceptance of friendship is not with the ears, but with the whole heart.