1, living in a city near Hanyuan, the moon brought my heart to the sky of Tatar. Huang Furan's Spring Thought
2, once the sea was difficult for water, amber forever. Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be. Five Poems of Yuan Zhen's Thoughts
3, green scorpion, leisurely in my heart. Songlines
4, the direct feeling of your love, looking back, makes my tears long. Lu Tong's "Daughter Song Upstairs"
5. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. Ma Zhiyuan's Tianjingsha Qiu Si
6, two rows of sparse willows, a trace of residual photos, ten thousand crows. Liu Ji's eye-catching Qiu Si
7. Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn. Two Untitled Poems by Li Shangyin
8. The monarch is a rock, the concubine is a reed, and the reed is like a silk, and the rock does not turn. Southeast Fly the Peacocks; The Peacock Flies Southeast
9. Silkworms will weave until they die in spring, and candles will drain the wick every night. Untitled Li Shangyin
10, for my heart, for your heart, just to know each other and remember each other deeply. Complain about love
1 1. When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I have been lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time. If I had known this, I wouldn't have known him. Li Bai's autumn wind poems
12, the clear water does not move, and the peach blossoms are on the shore. Peach blossoms make water color, and waves shake spring color. I like my son's beauty and my articles. The wind blows away the green harp, which is purple in curvature. Once a fish in the water, now two birds. Mourning is a long cry, breaking acacia trees at five o'clock every night and giving hearts. Water under the bridge, the clouds are light and the wind is light. There are birds at the end of the world, but there is no Hua Yao's voice. Li Bai's Farewell to Lovers
13, ask the world what love is and teach life and death. Yuan Haowen's Fishing: The First of Two Songs
14, holding hands and looking at each other with tears, I was speechless. Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together? Liu Yong's Lin Yuling