Poetry that explains the bad spring

It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road feel like dying.

When will the spring flowers and autumn moon come? How much do we know about the past?

Spring sorrow can hardly send a strong man to look at the mountains, and the past events will shock his heart and bring tears to his eyes.

Sadness rises at sunset, and endless spring sorrow brings green eyebrows.

Spring worries about spring itself, but spring knots can bring success.

The heart of spring is like waves, and the sorrow of spring is like clouds.

Who can tell me when I am riding a horse leisurely and feel like I am about to die, but my eyes are full of spring sorrow?

Looking at the extreme spring sorrow, the sky is gloomy.

How is the spring light so bleak and dull?

The sorrow of spring is waiting for the wine to be poured, the boat is rocking on the river, and the curtains are moving upstairs. Qiuniangdu and Tainiang Bridge, the wind is blowing and the rain is rustling.

Spring sorrow fills the world, and my sorrow comes before I arrive.

It is very unsentimental to be red for several days in the spring and shed tears on your beautiful face!