2. Look at the sky at dusk, look at the clouds, walk and miss you, and sit and miss you.
3. When will Acacia meet? At this point, the night is awkward.
I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.
5, Mingyuelou rests alone, and the wine enters the intestines and turns into acacia tears. -Fan Zhongyan's Su Muzhe
6. I'm afraid of lovesickness. I've thought about it. It's my turn to lovesickness. There's a trace on my brow.
7, overlapping tears, life is only difficult to die. -Wen, "The Recent Flowers"
8, speechless, dark acacia, no one knows outside the heart. Bai Juyi
9. There are trees and branches in the mountains, I don't know. Just because I think, when I look back on you, I miss your dynasty and dusk.
10, ruthlessness is better than sentimentality, and an inch is still inextricably linked. -"Jade House Spring"
1 1, a daughter bought it like a blessing. Who complains about this situation? -Xin Qiji's "Fishing"
12, when there is poverty in the corner of the world, there is only endless acacia. Poems of Men Missing Women in "Spring on the Jade Tower"
13, nothing is too heavy, and I can bear the burden of leaving sadness. -Sister Chen Pengjie's "Send Two Songs Outside"
When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches? People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.
15, when you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I have been lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time.
16, tears can be traced back to the end, and it is difficult to send without words. -Chen Duansheng's "Send Out"
17, if you don't miss it all your life, you will miss it and hurt it. Break the order of laurel
18, parting grief storm; Acacia bitter cold frost and snow; The past was a starry night; Stay until tomorrow's rosy clouds.
19, the bright moon is not ripe and bitter, and the oblique light passes through Zhuhu Lake. -Yan Shu's "Magpie Tread"
20. Shen Yan, a fish, traveled all over the world and began to believe that the world was free from suffering. -Dai Shulun's acacia.
2 1, don't come to Le Shu, who is half a year old, and stay an inch away from his intestines. -Wei Zhuang's "Ying Tianchang"
22. I don't know that the meaning of drunkenness is not in water, but the boat is full of dreams and presses the Milky Way. Love Poem
23, life is born infatuated, this hate has nothing to do with romantic. -Ouyang Xiu's Lou Yuchun
24. The feeling that the geese are in the clouds and the fish are in the water is hard to get rid of. -Yan Shu's Two Songs of Qingping Music
25. I know that this love will not have any result, but it can comfort my soul! . Untitled six songs, the third song
2. The poem about men missing women is 1. There is no arrangement in the world. -Li Guan's Hua Lian to Die (Song)
Poets are often troubled by dreams because the right person is not around. Come out for a walk tonight, it is possible to relieve the suffering of lovesickness for the right person. There is no place to arrange the author's melancholy, which shows the depth of his hesitation, sadness and depression.
2. The bright moon building is lonely, and the wine turns into acacia tears. -Fan Zhongyan's Su Mu (Song Dynasty)
I don't want to look at the tall building alone on a moonlit night, but I want to pour bitter wine into my sadness and turn it into tears of acacia.
3. It's hard to die if you seal your words with tears. -Wen "Die" (Song)
I write to you with many sad tears (this letter reminds me of endless sweet or sad past events), so (although I am old, I can't help crying when I think of the past events), life is long and love is unforgettable.
4. If a thousand dollars buy each other like a gift, who will complain? -Xin Qiji's "Fishing" (Song)
In other words, you can buy as good a gift as Sima Xiangru, but who can I tell my endless true feelings to?
5. Tears can be chased after, but incoherent words are hard to send. -Chen Duansheng's "Send Outside" (Song)
Tears are blown dry by the wind, and there will still be traces. I want to say so much that I don't know what to say if I want to send a brocade book.
6. I can't speak. I miss you. No one knows except my heart. -Bai Juyi's "Hidden Away" (Tang)
I can't speak, I secretly miss each other, and I love each other, but outsiders can't understand.
7. There are trees and branches on the mountain. I don't know if I like you. -Pre-Qin poet "The Book of Songs Ren Yue Song" (Pre-Qin)
Everyone knows that there are trees on the mountain and there are branches on the tree. And I'm happy for you in my heart, but you don't know it.
8. If you don't miss your life, you will miss it and it will hurt you. -Xu Zaisi's Gui Ling (Yuan Dynasty)
I don't think much about you at ordinary times, but now I know that I miss you and I begin to suffer.
9. The feeling that the swan goose is in the clouds and the fish is in the water is hard to come out. -Yan Shu's "Qing Ping Le Hong Xiao Jianzi" (Song)
Hongyan flies in the sky and fish swim in the water, which is difficult to convey.
10. The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate bitterness, and shines obliquely on Zhuhu Lake. -Yan Shu's Magpie Tread (Song)
The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow, and the moonlight still enters Zhuhu Lake until dawn.
3. A poem describing a man's desire for a woman used to be an ocean of water, and it will always be amber. -Yuan Zhen's Five Poems of Self-reflection, No.4.
Red bean shrubs grow in the south, and many branches will sprout in spring —— Wang Wei's Acacia.
Never-ending, even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? ! -Li Shangyin Untitled A misty rain is blowing from the east
Who reads the west wind alone, rustling yellow leaves and closing the window, reminiscing about the past and setting the sun. -Na Lanxingde's "Huanxisha, who reads the west wind alone"
Around, the sound of the horn sounded, thousands of miles away, and the long smoke closed. -Fan Zhongyan's "The Fisherman's Pride Qiu Si"
People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention. -Wang Wei's "Acacia"
Lonely as a flower, rising from the clouds! Above, I see the blue and deep sky, below, I see the green and restless water. -Li Bai's "A Song of Sauvignon Blanc"
4. What are the poems that express lovesickness between men and women? 1. When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches. People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention. Think of dragons, hate dragons, hate to rest when returning, and the moon people lean on the building. -"Acacia" Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei
2. Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang 'an. Autumn insects are singing by the golden well, and the frost is shining on my mat like a small mirror. High light flashing; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon. Lonely as a flower, rising from the clouds! Above, I see the blue and deep sky, below, I see the green and restless water. The sky is high and the land is wide; My sadness flies painfully between them. Can I dream of crossing the mountain gate? . Sauvignon Blanc, soul-destroying! -"Sauvignon Blanc" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
Don't dream of going to Xie Jia, the small corridor is winding. Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate, and it also shines on the courtyard flowers for the people. -"Give away" Tang Dynasty: Zhang Bi
Count the stingrays, and then go to Fang Fei to have a rest. Cherish the spring and break the red. The rain is small and the wind is fierce, and the plum blossoms are green. Yongfeng willow, no one is full of snow. Don't pull strings, you can talk about it. 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. The night has passed and the east window is not white. -"Millennium" Song Dynasty: Zhang Xian
5. upstairs, the residual lamp is accompanied by dawn cream, and the person who sleeps alone gets up from the acacia bed. How many lovesickness one-night stands are there? The ends of the earth are not long. -"Swallow House" Tang Dynasty: Zhang
5. Poems describing men's thoughts The ancient poems describing men's thoughts are: 1, Que Qiaoxian, Bo Yun clever Song Dynasty: Qin Guan's thin clouds are clever, flying stars spread grievances, and silver and white are dark.
When the golden wind meets the dew, it will win, but there are countless people in the world. Common complaint against acacia, tender feelings like water, meet each other as if it were a dream, when it is hard to see the bridge.
If love lasts a long time, it won't last forever. Thin clouds change in the sky, and meteors convey the pain of acacia in the sky. Tonight I quietly crossed the distant and boundless galaxy. Tanabata meeting in the autumn wind and white dew is better than those couples who are together in the world.
* * * v. Acacia, tender as water, short will be like a dream, can't bear to see the magpie bridge road when leaving. As long as two people love each other till death do us part, why do you want to be very much in love?
2. Autumn Wind Ci Tang Dynasty: Li Bai's autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the west Western jackdaw is amazed. The leaves in the wind gather when they gather. Western jackdaw has settled and the moon rises. Friends are looking forward to meeting, but I don't know where. At this time, on such a night, it is difficult to miss each other. When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick and bitter. Looking back, I am lovesick and infinite. If I had known this, I wouldn't have known him.
The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, and the leaves in the wind gather and disperse. Crows already living in trees are awakened by the sound of hanging leaves. They can't bear the bleak scenery, croak a few times, recall all kinds of things that they met and knew each other, and can't help but feel when they will meet again. At this moment, I really can't stand loneliness and sadness, which makes me feel sorry. If someone once missed someone so much, they would know the suffering of this kind of lovesickness.
There are countless times when I miss you, but when I am lonely, I fall into a longer and endless acacia. Alas, if I had known this, I wouldn't have known you then! 3. Five poems of "Thinking": The Fourth Tang Dynasty: Yuan Zhen was once a sea of water, but he was always amber. 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.
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. Hurried through the flowers, too lazy to look back; This reason is partly due to the abstinence of monks and partly because you have had it.
4. Jinse Tang people: Li Shangyin, I don't know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string is a flower-like interval. Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun. A moment that should last forever? Before I knew it, it had come and gone.
There are twenty-five strings in Thuben, but this poem was written after Li Shangyin's wife died, so fifty strings have the meaning of broken strings, but even so, every string and syllable of it is enough to express the yearning for that wonderful time. Zhuang Zhou actually knows that he is just a butterfly yearning for freedom.
Wang Di's beautiful heart and behavior can move Du Fu. The shadow of the bright moon on the sea turned into tears like pearls.
Only then can Lantian in another place produce something as beautiful as smoke. Those beautiful things and years can only stay in memories.
At that time, those people thought those things were just ordinary, but they didn't know how to cherish them. 5. Song Hua Lian: Li Guanyao strolls in the night pavilion.
Just after Qingming Festival, I gradually feel the pain in the Spring Festival Evening. Count the rain and wind.
Hazy moonlight clouds come and go. Peach and apricot have a faint fragrance.
Who is on the swing, whispering in laughter. An inch of acacia, despair.
There is no place on earth that is arranged. Walking around the pavilion at night, I don't know why I have already felt the breath of Tomb-Sweeping Day just after spring.
There are scattered raindrops at night, and the moon is surrounded by clouds, giving off a hazy luster. Peach blossoms and apricot blossoms are fragrant in the dark night air. I wonder who is the woman who is swinging in the garden and talking and laughing softly? I miss her a thousand times, but in the vast world, there is no place to sort out my homesickness.