What are the heartbreaking love poems?

1, the nearest flower, against the dangerous building, the wind is clear.

Liu Yong [Song Dynasty]

Leaning against the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking forward to spring sorrow, and the sky is dark. In the afterglow of grass and smoke, no one can rely on the meaning of silence.

I plan to get drunk on the map of madness and sing songs for wine, which is strong and tasteless. I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.

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I leaned on the railing of a tall building for a long time, and the breeze brushed my face a little bit, which made me feel dejected in the endless spring, and my depression and sadness rose from the distant and boundless sky. Green grass, drifting clouds and smoke, hidden in the afterglow of sunset, no one understands my feeling of leaning against the railing.

I'm going to get drunk in my bohemian mood and raise a glass to sing, but I feel meaningless when I barely laugh. I'm getting thinner and thinner, but I haven't always regretted it. I'd rather look haggard because of her thinness.

Jiang still remembers the dream he had on the 20th day of the first month.

Su Shi [Song Dynasty]

Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.

At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose. (heartbreak: heartbreak)

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It's been ten years since I said goodbye to you, but it's still hard to forget. Lonely graves are thousands of miles away, and there is nowhere to tell the sadness in my heart. Even if you meet me, I'm afraid you won't recognize me. I'm travel-stained, and my sideburns are like frost.

I went back to my hometown in my dream last night and saw you dressing in front of the mirror at the small window. You and I are speechless, only tears fall thousands of lines. I think you break your heart for me every year, on that cold moonlit night, in that lonely dwarf pine mountain.

3. Two songs by Yan Geling, the first one

Cao Pi [Wei and Jin Dynasties]

The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cool, the vegetation is shaking and the frost is exposed, and the flocks of birds leave Nanxiang.

I miss you and your guests, and my heart breaks. I miss my hometown, so why did you send it to stay for a long time?

I am alone in my room, afraid of forgetting my worries, and I don't feel tears on my clothes.

Short songs cannot be long.

The bright moon shines on my bed, and it's still early for the stars to flow west.

Cowherd and Weaver Girl look at each other from afar, and you are alone in the river beam.

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The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is freezing, the plants and trees are dying, and first frost has been in the Millennium.

Swallows leave and swans fly south. I miss my lover who has traveled far away, and I am deeply saddened.

I miss my hometown when I think about it. Why did you stay so long?

I keep the boudoir alone, and miss the gentleman when I am sad. I can't forget it. Unconsciously, tears fell and wet my clothes.

I took the guqin and fiddled with the strings, but my heart was very sad. The short song sang softly, as if it were still broken.

The bright moonlight shines on my empty bed, the milky way flows west, and the sleepless night is long.

Cowherd and Weaver Girl, facing each other from a distance. What crime did you commit? It was blocked by Tianhe.

4. Qingpingdiao (2)

Li Bai [Tang Dynasty]

A red dew is fragrant, and the rain is heartbroken.

Excuse me, who looks like Han Palace? The poor swallow relies on new cosmetics.

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The imperial concubine is really a peony with dew, gorgeous and fragrant. The goddess Chu was heartbroken in vain when she met Wushan. Excuse me, the favorite princess of Han Palace, who can be like her? Lovely Zhao, but also rely on new makeup!

5. Huanxisha residual Hui cold painting screen

Nalan Xingde [Qing Dynasty]

You can go back to the cold painting screen, and it has been three nights since the flute fell, and no one is in the month.

I am a melancholy guest in the world, I know what you are crying about, and I remember my life in a heartbreaking voice.

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The afterglow of the condensation of residual snow shines on the screen painted with landscape paintings, revealing a chill. At midnight, the flute of plum blossom fell in the distance. In the dead of night, I suddenly remembered the past, and the moonlight seemed to be hazy everywhere.

I am a melancholy passer-by in the world, and I know why you are crying. Even in the heartbroken flute, you recall the dribs and drabs of life.