What are the poems about empathy?

Song of Yue people, anonymous.

What happened tonight?

Today, I must be in the same boat with the prince.

Shame, shame, shame.

My heart is restless.

There are trees in the mountains and branches in the trees.

My heart says you don't know.

2. "Guanju" Author: The Book of Songs

Guan Heming's osprey, accompanied by the small continent of the river.

A beautiful and virtuous woman is a good spouse of a gentleman.

Mix shepherd's purse and salvage it from left to right.

A beautiful and virtuous woman wakes up to pursue her.

If you can't pursue it, the black nightclub misses her during the day.

Miss Long, I can't sleep over and over again.

Mix shepherd's purse and choose from left to right.

A beautiful and virtuous woman came to her with a couple and a couple.

Pull shepherd's purse from left to right.

A beautiful and virtuous woman rings the bell to please her.

3. Drumming is anonymous

Drums are dull and soldiers actively use them. Cao Tuguocheng, I travel south alone.

From Sun Zizhong, Chen Pinghe and Song Dynasty. No, I'm going home. I'm worried.

Where do you live? Lost his horse? For it? Under the forest.

Life and death are generous, and Zi Cheng says. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.

I am rich, but I am still alive. Sorry, but I believe it.

4. Yuan Haowen of "Touching Fish and Qiu Yan Ci"

Ask the world what love is and 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?

Cross grave road, lonely flute and drum. The smoke is still flat. What's the point of evocation? Shan Gui secretly calls the shots. The sky is also jealous. If you don't believe it, birds and swallows are all loess. For generations, leave it to poets to sing, drink and visit Qiu Yan.

5. "Yulinling" Song Liu Yong?

The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped. 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 about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo. ?

Affectionate since ancient times, parting hurts the body, more comparable to the cold autumn festival! Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Yang Liuan, Xiao Feng and 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?

6. Altair is anonymous

Distant Altair, Jiao Jiao Hehan girl.

Skillful hands, make a loom.

There is no chapter all day, and tears are pouring down.

The river is clear and shallow, how much is the difference!

Between water and water, there are no words.

7. Thanks, Chinese is unknown.

I want to know you and live a long life.

There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, there is Lei Zhen in winter, and there is rain and snow in summer. Only when heaven and earth are in harmony can we dare to be with you!

8. "Jinse" Tang Li Shangyin

I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful 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.

9. "Five Poems for Self-reflection, Four Poems" Tang

Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed.

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.

10. "Fu" Li Zhiyi in the Northern Song Dynasty

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.