What are the poems that express two people's love, but they are not suitable for each other?

People become different, today is not yesterday, and sick souls are often thousands of miles away. The bugle sounded cold, the night was dim, people were afraid to ask questions, and tears pretended to be happy. Hide, hide, hide!

Red crisp hands, yellow wine, mancheng spring willow. Dong Feng Xie, who is in a bad mood, has been very depressed in recent years. No, no, no!

Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold books. Mo, Mo, Mo!

I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.

The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.

Heaven and passion will not stare at the spring breeze for a long time and laugh at people's thinness.

Between water and water, the pulse is unspeakable.

Thousands of miles are destined to meet, but it is difficult to hold hands opposite.

I live in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River and you live in the lower reaches. I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water.

When will the water stop? When did this hatred ever happen? I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning.

The world is thin, human feelings are evil, and it is easy to fall when the rain is sent late. The breeze is dry, the tears are gone, and I want to worry about it. Difficult, difficult, difficult!