Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang, I want to write about Qiu Si.
After three months of war, a letter from home is worth a ton of gold.
Looking up, I found that it was moonlight and sank again. I suddenly remembered Li Bai's idea of going home on a quiet night.
One kind of lovesickness, two kinds of unintentional worries. Li Qingzhao's "Cut the plum, and the fragrant lotus root will remain in the autumn."
Looking from a distance, the two brothers climb the mountain and look far, and one is not as good as the other. Wang Wei is on vacation in the mountains thinking about his brothers in Shandong.
I want to go crazy if I can't see you for a day. Sima Xiangru's "Phoenix Begging for Phoenix"
Bring a separated heart, long night's thoughts and Zhang Jiuling, and look back at the bright moon.
I miss you every day, I don't see you, and I drink the Yangtze River water. Li Chi Ngai's I Live at the Head of the Yangtze River
If two kinds of feelings last for a long time, they will be gone, sooner or later.
A glass of wine is Wan Li's home, and Ran Yan hasn't returned to his home yet. Fan Zhongyan's The Fisherman's Pride Qiu Si
Nostalgia singing, going to the countryside, such as Liu Yuxi's "Reward Lotte Yangzhou for the First Meeting"
Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn Li Shangyin with the stars last night and the wind last night.
Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang 'an Li Bai's "Sauvignon Blanc I"
Yule Carves Saddles to Patrol the Metallurgical Department, and the building is not high. How deep is the courtyard by Ouyang Xiu of Zhangtai Road?
I miss you in the Three Gorges River at night, but I can't forget the Yuege of Emei Mountain in Yuzhou.
Whoever reads the west wind is cool alone, rustling the yellow leaves and closing the window, remembering the past, "Who reads the west wind is cool alone in Huanxisha"
The mountain is far away, the sky is high, and the fog is cold. Acacia Maple Leaf Dan Li Yu's "Sauvignon Blanc, a Heavy Mountain"
Take home a hug, for me, and as a symbol of our love, Wang Wei's lovesickness.
Wine becomes sorrow, and tears become Su Huaigu of Fan Zhongyan.
The way to leave home, but thinking about it is ruthless and thoughtful. Su Shi's Poems of Zhang Zhifu Huayang with Hidden Water and Two Rhymes.
If you don't miss life, you will miss life, which will hurt you. Chun Qing by Xu Zaisi
"Sai Chun Qing", which leaves a red line and annoys Luan Ying for a long time.
Oh, when will the Tatar army be conquered and when will my husband come back from the long battle! Li Bai, Midnight Wu Ge Qiu Ge
Poems and ancient poems about missing
Looking at the border towns, I think of my hometown, Guan Shanyue described by Li Bai, with longing eyes.
Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn Li Shangyin.
Linglong dice Anhoudou, I miss you deeply. Do you know Wen's Two Songs of Nan Gezi?
Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei. Yan's Linjiang Fairy, Dream and Tower Being Closed
I can't bear to climb to the top of the mountain and see my hometown, but I can't accept Liu Yong's "Eight Sounds in Ganzhou, Rain on the River"
Orchids are beautiful, chrysanthemums are fragrant, and Liu Che's Autumn Wind can't be forgotten.
2. Need a poem that misses Du Fu&; gt； -Miss the person you love.
The drums of the defenders cut off people's communication, and a lonely goose was singing in autumn in the frontier.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.
Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.
Li Bai: I smell the flute in Los Angeles on a spring night-I miss my hometown.
Whose Yu Di flies in the dark,
Spring breeze scattered in Los Angeles.
In this serenade, I heard the sound of willows.
Who can't afford to be homesick?
Wu Ge at Midnight by Li Bai-Missing Lover.
Qiu Ge
There is moonlight in Chang 'an, and all the families in Yi Dao are there.
The autumn wind blew Yi Dao's voice, and every household remembered the people guarding the border.
Oh, when will the Tatar army be conquered and when will my husband come back from the long battle! ?
Winter songs
Tomorrow morning, the courier on horseback will leave, and the women are rushing to make cotton-padded clothes for the expedition husband.
Thin hands are cold, not to mention the cold scissors for cutting clothes.
When the work is finished, she sends it far away. When will it reach the town where the warrior stays? ?
A letter from Du Mu to Han Chuo, Yangzhou magistrate.
Castle peak is vaguely green water thousands of miles away, and the vegetation in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered in autumn.
Where does the Jade Man teach oral sex at Bridge 24 on a moonlit night?
Li Shangyin's A Short Message to a Friend in the North on a Rainy Night-Missing My Dead Wife.
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
About Missing (Two Poems)
one
Missing you is the night I miss you.
I don't want to leave you.
But under your care
I walked this road with you.
Missing you is the night I miss you.
You didn't give me any instructions
You have the heart to do it.
I am too greedy.
Always understand that sincere people are hurt more.
wait for
But put all your concerns
Turned into wordless pain
I can be cold to you.
I can be gentle with you
But I can't escape the taste of caring.
-Nothing in return.
I'm not looking forward to tomorrow.
When you started to leave me
I am so helpless.
I don't give up.
It's worry
Is the dribs and drabs that can't be put down after parting.
Again-I miss you
individually
Do you know
This is a night.
There are many yearning colors.
There is also a pale pull.
I
It's true.
think of you
Fate is always a little sudden.
Love makes people can't wait
Secondly,
When you left, my heart went blank.
Although the breeze is light, it can still carry fragrance.
Although the sky is empty and Wei Yun is long,
When you left, my heart went blank.
Maybe it's destiny takes a hand that we can only meet and not go the same way.
Maybe you and I were excluded from the marriage certificate in a previous life.
Even so,
You go your way, I'll go mine,
Why am I so obsessed with it,
Why is my heart blank except for missing?
Just because we met so beautifully,
It will make me despair.
When you left, I was afraid to say goodbye.
I dare not even meet you head-on,
When you left, my heart went blank.
I don't know if you are happy on the other side of the wind,
I wonder if you are warm and happy at the other end of the cloud.
No news,
I can only try to support endless thoughts,
Entrust breeze and Wei Yun to bring it to you quietly,
Empty your heart, so that you can sleep in the blank.
Just because we met so beautifully,
It will make me feel the pain of missing.
The poem of missing was long before I met her, but it was longer after we broke up, and the east wind started and a hundred flowers blossomed.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.
There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! . 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.
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I am when I am with you. The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside him knowing you can't have him.
Never frown even when you are sad, because you never know who is falling in love with your smile. To the world, you are one person; But for someone, you are the world.
Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one. When we finally meet the right person, we should be grateful. Don't cry because it is over, smile because it happened.
Miss an ancient lotus, gently brushed away by a pair of plain hands on Mulan boat. I miss lotus seeds as clear as water, and I jumped into Jiangnan's poems with one jump.
Miss a glass of wine, if you hang it, it's a waste of time for thousands of feet in Lushan Mountain, and if you pour it, it's a nine-bend and eighteen-bend Yellow River. And the general immediately, but it was too late to put down his luminous cup, war! War! The iron hoof has broken through Helan Mountain! Miss a bird song, in Wangchuan of Wang Wei, in Chang 'an of Du Fu.
Sweet-scented osmanthus blooms in spring, holding the bright moon to warm the poet's sleep. Spread your wings to the sky between the deep gates covered with vegetation, and bring me sad songs in the Kaiyuan period. When I miss you, every rainy night, I always think that you have lost what you once had. After you left, you took away my real smile, leaving only loneliness and forgetting what happiness is like. When you are not by my side, I can only close my eyes and feel the night without me. Who's with you? Can you listen to LELE again while you are still in your arms? Can I have the happiness that once belonged to me again? Can I have the memories that once belonged to us again? At this time, elgar's eyes saw the light of the lake in the park shining in my sight when I was a child, so I blindly touched the spring sunshine and the children's laughter. For a smooth, clear and moist water, my heart opened a crack. The texture on my lips is my lifeline. I want to touch your eyes. In this strange to familiar city, I often go shopping alone. I looked at strange faces. I looked at the familiar window. I don't like looking at others, but I like looking at others.
4. The poem about missing 1, once the sea was difficult for water, it will always be amber.
I have been to the seaside, and there is not enough water in other places; Clouds in other places are not called clouds except Wushan Mountain.
Source: (Tang) Yuan Zhen's Five Poems from Thinking (4)
2, the old vines are faint crows, the bridges are flowing, and the ancient roads are thin.
At dusk, a group of crows landed on an old tree with withered vines and made a piercing cry. Under the small bridge, the running water tinkled, and a thin horse on the ancient road struggled against the west wind.
Source: (Yuan) Ma Zhiyuan's article "Tianjingsha"
A person is a stranger in a foreign land, and misses his relatives during holidays.
Being alone is always a bit bleak, and I miss my distant relatives every time I go to the Double Ninth Festival.
Source: (Tang) Wang Wei's "Shanju Holiday Thinking of Shandong Brothers".
4. If you don't miss life, you will miss it and you will miss it.
After birth, you won't miss it, but you will miss it and hurt it.
Source: (Yuan) Xu Zaisi's "Gui Gui Ling Chun Qing"
5. I just hope your heart is the same as mine, and don't miss home.
I only hope that your heart is the same as mine and will not live up to my infatuation.
Source: (Song) Li Zhiyi's "Bu Operator I Live at the Head of the Yangtze River"
I want to ask a poem to express my thoughts. When can I see you? At this point, the night is awkward. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"
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. -Anonymous "Feng Qiu Qin Huang Ge"
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. -Zheng Chouyu's Farewell
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's "Three Five Seven Words"
Sorrow and parting should be the same, at most, there is no clear resentment between months. -"The Mermaid" by Nalan Xingde
How can we be heartless if we don't see each other? -Sima Guang's "Xijiang Moon"
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's "Chitose"
Like this star is not last night, for whom the wind and dew stand in the middle of the night. -Huang Jingren's Two Poems of Love.
Although fully aware of lovesickness, there is no good health; I am infatuated with it to the end and fall in love for life. -Li Shangyin's Untitled Six Third Songs
I know I've been in love for a long time, and I'm disappointed with the sound of the river in Wangjiangtou. -Li Shangyin's Walking Alone in Qujiang in Late Autumn
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. -Li Shangyin's "Jinse"
How many lovesickness one-night stands are there? The ends of the earth are not long. -Zhang's Swallow House
The beast furnace sinks hookah, and pieces of green marsh flowers write the biography of acacia. -Zhang Kejiu's Sai Qiu Hong
After birth, there will be no acacia, only acacia, and then acacia. -Xu Zaisi's "Gui Gui Ling"
There is no arrangement in the world for an inch of acacia. -Li Guan's "Dead Hua Lian"
The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever. -Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow
Repeated tears seal the word, and life is only difficult to die. -Wen, "The Recent Flowers"
He is infatuated with love, and there is no place in the world where he misses it. -Kuang Zhouyi's "Reducing the Word Huanxisha"
Ah, there is love in life, and love is in the depths of madness. This is not irrelevant to hate-the wind overhead, the moon in the sky. -Ouyang Xiu's Lou Yuchun
A thousand daughters buy each other like gifts. Who can complain about this situation? -Xin Qiji's "Fishing"
Buttonwood tree, it is raining in the middle of the night, and the hobby that never leaves is bitter. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light. -Wen, "More Leaking Three Third Songs"
Who can complain about loneliness? Foreword is always faint. -Liu Yong's Happy Day and Night
Shen Yan, a fish, traveled around the world and began to believe in the separation of human beings. -Dai Shulun's acacia.
For my heart, for your heart, we will know each other and remember each other deeply. -Gu Zhen's Confessions
Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night. -Yu's Sorrow and Hope in Jiangling
Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? . -Li Shangyin's Six Untitled Poems (No.6)
Linglong dice Ann Monkey Bean, do you know how much you miss it? -under the writing.
Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time. -Yan Shu's Lou Yuchun
People enter the river like the wind, and love enters the river and rain. -Zhou Bangyan's Lou Yuchun
Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate, and it also shines on the courtyard flowers for the people. -Zhang Mi "The Sender"
The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears. -Fan Zhongyan's Su Muzhe
A piece of paper and a half have no weight, and thousands of people can bear sorrow. -Sister Chen Pengjie's "Send Two Songs Outside"
Ruthless people understand the sufferings of affectionate people, and the melancholy of one inch of acacia has become thousands of strands. -Yan Shu's Lou Yuchun
I haven't received your letter for half a year. I miss you like a thousand miles. Every inch of sorrow is pulling my heart. -Wei Zhuang's "Ying Tianchang"
The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate bitterness, and shines obliquely through Zhuhu Lake. -Yan Shu's "Magpie Tread"
Tears can be chased after, but incoherent words are hard to send. -Chen Duansheng's "Send Out"
The swan goose is in the cloud, the fish is in the water, and it is difficult to send it. -Yan Shu's Two Songs of Qingping Music
6. Ask for a poem about missing.
I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.
Love is not a hundred flowers blooming. Even this bright fire of love has only ashes? It has no title.
Affectionate only spring court month, it is better to leave people out.
Tears are yours, and I hate not meeting you when I am unmarried.
If the relationship is long-term, are you still in the magpie?
Linglong dice Ann Monkey Bean, I miss you deeply. Do you know "New Sound Willow"
Afraid of acacia, I have missed acacia, and it is my turn to quit acacia.
If I don't miss you all my life, I will miss you and hurt you.
Sad after two should be the same, the most is the endless resentment of the moon "Yu Meiren".
Life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance.
7. I miss Song Lizhiyi's poems. I live at the source of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day at the end of the Yangtze River. I drink the water from the Yangtze River.
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 stars were bright last night, but there was a cool breeze at midnight. Our banquet is on the side of Hualou Temple and the east of the county.
Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same. Guessing and intrigue, wine warms the heart; This group of people came to the bet of drinking friends, and a win-lose red in candlelight.
Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind. (1) Baijuyi Bianshui Stream, Bianshui Stream and Sishui Stream of Sauvignon Blanc are heading for Guazhou Gudutou.
Wu Shan is a little sad. Think long and hate long, until it's time to pay back.
Yueming people lean on the building. (2) Li Yu, a heavy mountain in Sauvignon Blanc, has two mountains, the mountains are far away, the weather is misty and cold, and the acacia leaves are Dan.
Flowers bloom, flowers are not complete, geese fly high, but they don't come back. (3) Cui Hao "Tell me, where do you live?" ? Near here, next to the fishing pond? ".
Let's catch our boat together and see if we belong to the same town ... My home is near Jiujiang, often near Jiujiang.
You and me, we were both born in Chang Gan, you and me! It's a pity that we have never met. "(4) Only when the heart is silent can the heart be unified.
Thinking is not angry, reading this is like a dream. (Tibetan head) dare not be passive, which makes the back not heartless.
After thousands of years of thinking, Tian Weng smiled and read. (No) (5) What do I want? Hold your hand.
Enjoy the moon and read the red chamber. The yard is full of plants, Yiyi Willow.
It's getting better and softer every year. What do I want? Let's grow old together.
Live together, without complaint. Castle peak is faint, flowing water is long.
Return to the soil after death and bury the barren hills. (6) Before and after the flowers, I can't leave my sorrow.
A few days later, the Red Chamber reached the ends of the earth. (7) Dip in a gourd ladle under the falling moon, and the cliff wind blows tears, so I have no time to miss you. Pour a cup of music in the rain, don't worry about it, love and hate are endless in my heart, but candlelight can't burn out that weak memory. How does love divide heaven and earth? How do you want to plant a perfect fence outside the window? The sunset wind was still blowing when you left. Who cares who wants to draw flawless ink? How to write? Do you still have the years I sent you? (8) There was a poet who recorded our innocence.
On the way, he met a hunter. He told the poet, "Today I caught a wild goose and killed it.
Another one broke free from the net, but kept moaning and refused to leave, and finally jumped to the ground and died. "The poet bought a wild goose, buried it in the upper reaches of the river, and set up a stone as a mark, calling it' Qiu Yan'.
The poet was filled with emotion and wrote his swan song: What is the world and love? Teach me to live and die together. Flying in all directions, the old wings have been hot and cold several times.
Have fun, leave the bitterness, and there will be more children in school. You should have a sentence, Wan Liyun, Qian Shan Dusk, who is the only shadow? (9) Can Philip Burkart people read travel notes when the sun sets over the cliff? I can't find my way home, and how to get back to my heart is always thousands of miles apart. Homesickness: There is nothing you can do but shed tears. Who can you ask? Zhu in white (10), the moonlight is cool, the temples are frosty, Yan knows whether Jun will be disabled or not, and the book is even worse. Goose is still thin, homesick and like old times (1 1). The yard is cool, and I feel thin when I come late.
If you don't act alone, you will be rewarded in vain. Xiao Si pity you, don't be sad.
The west wind is evil, the setting sun blows the horn, and a burst of Sophora japonica falls. (12) Lotus leaves are three and a half candles, apricot flowers are wet and light, and sending red beans is boring. Spring has seen strong wine, and I am confident to return home. (13) Untitled Li Shangyin's star last night, the wind last night, is in the west of the studio and east of the cinnamon room.
Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same. Guessing and intrigue, wine warms the heart; This group of people came to the bet of drinking friends, and a win-lose red in candlelight.
Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind. (14) Tang Wan's "Hairpin Phoenix" has a thin world and poor human feelings, and it is easy to fall in the rainy evening.
The breeze is dry, the tears are gone, and I want to worry about it. Difficult, difficult, difficult! 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! (15) Lu You's "Hairpin Phoenix" has red crisp hands, yellow wine and spring willows in the city.
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! (16) Ten years of life and death are two boundless days. If you don't think about it, you will never forget it.
A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.
At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears
It is estimated that the annual heartbroken place, moonlit night, short matsuoka. -Su Shi's > (17) Liu Yong's Yulin Ling is chilling, Changting is late, and the spell begins.
Farewell outside Kyoto, but not in the mood to drink, reluctant to leave, the people on board have been urging to start. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it.
Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog. Since ancient times, feelings have hurt and left, and the autumn season is even more worthy of being left out! Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon.
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. There are many kinds of customs, who are you talking to? Wang Wei of Acacia when those red berries come in spring, they blush on your southern branches.
I suggest you collect more as a symbol of our love. Words to describe missing: anxious to return looks through the autumn water dream, leaves fall to the roots, trees look for fish, home is hard to leave, leaves fall to the roots, homesickness, local accent is hard to change, old friends meet, and they leave home and lie awake.
8. Poems of Missing.
1. Once the sea was difficult for water, it was amber forever. -Yuan Zhen's Five Poems of Self-reflection, No.4.
2. The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light, is it frosted already? . -Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night
3. Dead vines and old trees faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, old roads and thin horses. -Ma Zhiyuan's "Tianjingsha Qiu Si"
4. When a person is in a foreign land and a stranger, he misses his family more often during the festive season. -Wang Wei's "Thinking of My Shandong Brothers on Vacation in the Mountain"
When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches. -Wang Wei's "Acacia"
6. linglong dice Ann Monkey Bean, do you know how much you miss it? -The article "Two Songs of Nan Gezi"
7. I don't know who to talk to about lovesickness. -Yan's Sauvignon Blanc.
8. Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. -Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night
9. Looking back at the flowers lazily is half qualified. -Yuan Zhen's Five Poems of Self-reflection, No.4.
10. I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval. -Li Shangyin's "Jinse"
1 1. If you don't miss your life, you will miss it and it will hurt you. -Xu Zaisi's "Gui Ling Chun Qing"
12. I just hope your heart is the same as mine. Don't miss it. -Li Chi Ngai's operator, I live at the head of the Yangtze River.