Acrostic
Late at night, under the willow moon,
Love is like a light song.
A horse crossing the willow embankment knows an inch of grass,
Xiaoyun haunts the moon and reflects its heart.
Parting is bitter water, loneliness is a spoonful of coffee. I make acacia thick, taste the fragrance you left behind like Xijiang River, and it flows east day and night. I'm worried about Jiangling-Yu-
No one longs for love, even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? -Li Shangyin.
Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate, and it also shines on the courtyard flowers for the people. -Sender-Zhang Bi-
Tears are falling in your eyes. I hate not meeting you before I got married-Zhang Ji.
Tears can be traced, but words are hard to send-Chen Duansheng.
As long as two people love us to the end, why covet my Heron? -Qin Guan
Linglong dice Ann Monkey Bean, do you know how much you miss it? -Yang Liuzhi-Wen Tingyun-
Falling in love is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more-Gong Zizhen.
Afraid of lovesickness, I've thought about it, and it's my turn to leave lovesickness, revealing a trace of brow. Yu Yan
After birth, there will be no acacia, only acacia, and then acacia. The order of laurels-Xu Zaisi-
Sorrow and parting should be the same, at most, there is no clear resentment between months. Diary about love "Yu Meiren"-Nalan Xingde-
People enter the river like the wind, and love enters the river and rain. -A spring in the Jade House-Zhou Bangyan-
Life has its own infatuation, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance-Ouyang Xiu
When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time. -Li Bai-
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. -Su Shi
Life and death are generous, and Zi Cheng says. Hold your hand and grow old with your son. -The Book of Songs
He is infatuated with love, and there is no place in the world where he misses it. Minus the word Huanxisha-Kuang Zhouyi.
The sky is not old, and the love is hard to break. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it. Zhang Xian
Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time. Yulouchun-Yan Shu-
Without Cai Feng's wings, I feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn. -Li Shangyin
Recalling the original exploration, the wind in Yang Liuyi was blowing in the wind; Now back on the road, snowflakes are flying everywhere. Today, I think about it. It rains and snows, and it looks at the sky and clouds at dusk. I miss you when I walk, but I miss you when I sit. -Tang Yin-
The leaves in the wind gather when they gather. Western jackdaw has settled and the moon rises. At this point, the night is awkward. -Li Bai-
How many lovesickness one-night stands are there? The ends of the earth are not long. -The Swallow House-Zhang's lovesickness poem-
If you don't think about it, you can avoid it After careful consideration, I would rather miss you! -Zhao Biyu-
How can a flowering tree let you meet me? At my best moment, I prayed for this in front of the Buddha for 500 years, begging him to let us have a dusty relationship. -Xi Murong
I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq. -Liu Yong
There is a kind of beauty that you can't forget when you see it. I haven't seen you for a day, and I want to be crazy. The Missing Poem "Feng Qiu Qin Huang Ge"
Once the sea was difficult for water, it was always amber-Yuan Zhen
This time I left you, it was the wind, the rain and the night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends. Fubie. Chou-yu Cheng
Although fully aware of lovesickness, there is no good health; I am infatuated with it to the end and fall in love for life. "Untitled Six Third Songs" —— Li Shangyin—
The saddest poem of missing: flowers from Shui Piao to water, a kind of acacia, there is no sorrow in the two places, and this feeling is inevitable, just waiting for a frown to come to my heart. The full moon in the West Building-Li Qingzhao-
Miss the most painful poem: ruthless is not like affectionate, and an inch is still a thousand strands. -jade palace in spring.-Yan Shu-.