These immortal confession poems are better than "I like you" for ten thousand times. I see that everything is grass, but you are a green hill.
Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night. -in "Jiangling comfort hope send son shore"
The feeling of missing you is like sweat from the west, flowing eastward day and night.
Generous in life and death, Zicheng said, hold your hand and grow old with your son. -Anonymous "The Book of Songs, Drumming"
I want to make an agreement with you that life and death will never be separated, so I will hold your hand until the end of my life.
If it is like a full moon, it will be clear and snowy, which is called clearing heat. -Nalan Xingde's Phalaenopsis, Hard Work, Most Pity for Tian Yue.
If I can be like the full moon in the sky, I will not hesitate to melt into ice and snow for you.
At this time, I don't know each other, hoping to return the moon to Nidhogg. -Zhang's "Moonlit Night on a Spring River"
At this time, I looked at the moon but couldn't hear each other's voice. I hope to shine on you with moonlight.
If Nanfeng knows how I feel, please blow my dream to Puxi Island. -Anonymous "Xizhou Song"
If Nanfeng knows my mind, please blow my dream to Xizhou to meet him.
Just because I think, when I look back on you, I miss your dynasty and dusk. -Anonymous "Ancient Acacia"
Just because I caught a glimpse of you in the crowd reminds me of today.
Acacia knows when to meet, and this night is embarrassing. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"
I miss you very much, but I don't know when I can see you. This night, the dream of lovesickness is hard to come true.
Hate is not as good as believing, and acacia began to feel that the sea was not deep. -Bai Juyi's "Langtaosha"
I hate the feeling of Mr. Lang, and I can't come and go regularly like the tide. When I miss him, I find that the sea is not deep enough.
At that time, a hundred flowers were blooming, and I just picked a white flower for you, a woman with white skin. -Yuan Zhen's Five Poems of Self-reflection
At that time, a hundred flowers were blooming, but I just picked a white pear flower and gave it to you, a woman with white skin like jade.
See the sky at dawn and the clouds at dusk. When I walk, I miss you; Even when I am sitting, I miss you. -Tang Yin's Pruning Plums, Rain and Pear Flowers.
I watch the clouds from morning till night. I miss you when I walk, and I miss you when I sit.