Poetry about missing female classmates 1. Poetry about the missing girl.
1, "Butterfly Lovers, Threshold, Chrysanthemum, Sorrow, Smoke and Blue Tears" Song-Yan Shu
Original text:
The threshold chrysanthemum worries about smoke and tears, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away.
The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate bitterness, and shines obliquely through Zhuhu Lake.
Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I went upstairs alone to see the horizon.
Want to send colorful stationery and rulers, where do you know?
In the morning, the chrysanthemum outside the railing was covered with a layer of sad smoke, and the orchid dew seemed to be crying dew. Between the screens, there was a faint chill, and a Shuang Yanzi flew away. Yue Ming didn't understand the pain of parting, and oblique Yin Hui went into Zhuhu Lake until dawn.
Last night, the west wind was fierce and dried up the green trees. I climbed the tall building alone and watched the road disappear at the end of the world. I want to send a letter to my lover. But the mountains are endless and the water is endless. I don't know where my sweetheart is.
2, "Three Sorrow Poems" Tang Yuanzhen
Original text:
I used to joke that it was behind us, but now it is in front of us as you said.
The clothes you have worn have been given away, and I can't bear to open your sewing box.
Because I miss you, I love girls very much, and many of your dreams, I will burn paper for you.
No one knows that the husband and wife will be sad, and many past memories are extremely sad.
The arrangement behind, which used to be a joke, is now presented as you said. The clothes you wore are almost finished, and I can't bear to open your sewing box. I like my servant very much because I miss you. I dreamed of you many times, and I burned paper and money for you. Everyone knows that couples will always be sad, and it is extremely sad to think of many past events.
3, "357 words/autumn wind words" Tang-Li Bai
Original text:
The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, and the fallen leaves gather and disperse, which surprised Western jackdaw in the west.
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.
Autumn wind is sad, autumn moon is clear.
The fallen leaves in the wind sometimes gather and sometimes disperse, and the western Western jackdaw, which has already inhabited, is also startled by this sound. I look forward to seeing you again, but I don't know when, at this moment, I really can't stand loneliness and sadness, which makes me feel sorry.
4. Song Qinguan's "Eight Six Children Leaning against Danger Pavilion"
Original text:
Rely on the dangerous pavilion, hate like grass, and you will still live.
After bidding farewell to Liu Waiqing, I was stunned when the water became red.
There is no reason for heaven and graceful demeanour. Jathyapple has a quiet dream, and the spring breeze is ten miles gentle.
However, the direction and pleasure gradually followed the water, and the string broke.
Qing Xiang's fragrance diminishes, comparable to the flying flowers that make it late, misty and rainy.
Just as the pin fell, the oriole sang several times.
I am leaning on the dangerous pavilion alone, resenting like spring grass. I have just been cleaned up and have grown up unconsciously. I feel sad when I think of riding a horse outside the willow and leaving the beautiful woman in tea by the water. Beauty, why did God give you such a beauty? Let me get stuck in it?
When we were in jathyapple, we were drunk in a dream, and the gentle spring breeze blew you and me. Really helpless. The joy of the past has gone with the running water, the fragrance on the green scarf has faded gradually, and your sweet piano sound can no longer be heard.
Now is the late spring season, patches of residual red dancing in the night, after a storm comes a calm with a little Mao Mao rain, foggy. I was heartbroken when suddenly there came the cry of an oriole.
5, "Lou Yu Spring Hate" Song-Yan Shu
Original text:
On the grassy old road, he seemed that the couple left me easily and set off.
The bell on the first floor struck the fifth watch, and the sadness in my heart was like being sprinkled in the spring rain in March.
Ruthless people understand the sufferings of affectionate people, and the melancholy of one inch of acacia has become thousands of strands.
Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time.
On the verdant Changting Road, he seemed like a couple, leaving me easily. The bell on the roof awakened Wu Geng's dream, and his heart was sad like the spring rain in March at the bottom of the flower.
Where can a heartless person know the distress of a sentient person? An inch of acacia is inextricably linked. No matter how far the horizon is, that day will have an end, but people's sorrow is infinite and endless.
2. Poems describing missing girls
1, an inch of acacia, there is no arrangement in the world. Li Guan
2, the belt is getting wider and wider, I don't regret it. -Liu Yong
3. Do you know linglong dice An Houdou who is deeply homesick? —— Wen Tingjun
4. Cai Feng has no wings to fly, but I feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn. -Li Shangyin
5, once the sea was difficult for water, amber forever. Poems expressing lovers' thoughts. -Yuan Zhen
6, there is a beautiful woman, I can't forget it, I haven't seen her for a day, and I feel crazy. ——
7. After the desolation, the two should be the same, and at most it is impossible to clear up the grievances. -Diary about love, Nalan Xingde
8. 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
9. The earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever. -Bai Juyi
3. Poems expressing missing girls
1, "butterfly lovers, threshold chrysanthemum sorrow smoke blue tears dew" Song-Yan Shu original: threshold chrysanthemum sorrow smoke blue tears dew, pheasant wood light cold swallows fly away.
The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate bitterness, and shines obliquely through Zhuhu Lake. Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I went upstairs alone to see the horizon.
Want to send colorful stationery and rulers, where do you know? In the morning, the chrysanthemum outside the railing was covered with a layer of sad smoke, and the orchid dew seemed to be crying dew. Between the screens, there was a faint chill, and a Shuang Yanzi flew away.
Yue Ming didn't understand the pain of parting, and oblique Yin Hui went into Zhuhu Lake until dawn. Last night, the west wind was fierce and dried up the green trees.
I climbed the tall building alone and watched the road disappear at the end of the world. I want to send a letter to my lover.
But the mountains are endless and the water is endless. I don't know where my sweetheart is. 2, "Three Sorrow Poems" Tang-Yuan Zhen original: The meaning behind the joke passed, but suddenly, in front of my eyes, you disappeared.
The clothes you have worn have been given away, and I can't bear to open your sewing box. Because I miss you, I love girls very much, and many of your dreams, I will burn paper for you.
No one knows that the husband and wife will be sad, and many past memories are extremely sad. The arrangement behind, which used to be a joke, is now presented as you said.
The clothes you wore are almost finished, and I can't bear to open your sewing box. I like my servant very much because I miss you. I dreamed of you many times, and I burned paper and money for you.
Everyone knows that couples will always be sad, and it is extremely sad to think of many past events. 3, "357 words/autumn wind words" Tang-Li Bai Original: autumn wind is clear, autumn moon is bright, the leaves are still scattered, and Western jackdaw in the west is surprised.
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. Autumn wind is sad, autumn moon is clear. The fallen leaves in the wind sometimes gather and sometimes disperse, and the western Western jackdaw, which has already inhabited, is also startled by this sound.
I look forward to seeing you again, but I don't know when, at this moment, I really can't stand loneliness and sadness, which makes me feel sorry. 4, "Eighty-six sons lean on the dangerous pavilion" Song Qinguan original: leaning on the dangerous pavilion, hate like grass, but still alive.
After bidding farewell to Liu Waiqing, I was stunned when the water became red. There is no reason for heaven and graceful demeanour. Jathyapple has a quiet dream, and the spring breeze is ten miles gentle.
However, the direction and pleasure gradually followed the water, and the string broke. Qing Xiang's fragrance diminishes, comparable to the flying flowers that make it late, misty and rainy.
Just as the pin fell, the oriole sang several times. I am leaning on the dangerous pavilion alone, resenting like spring grass. I have just been cleaned up and have grown up unconsciously.
I feel sad when I think of riding a horse outside the willow and leaving the beautiful woman in tea by the water. Beauty, why did God give you such a beauty? Let me get stuck in it? When we were in jathyapple, we were drunk in a dream, and the gentle spring breeze blew you and me.
Really helpless. The joy of the past has gone with the running water, the fragrance on the green scarf has faded gradually, and your sweet piano sound can no longer be heard. Now is the late spring season, patches of residual red dancing in the night, after a storm comes a calm with a little Mao Mao rain, foggy.
I was heartbroken when suddenly there came the cry of an oriole. 5, "Lou Yu Spring Hate" Song-Yan Shu Original: Qingyang Cao Fang Changting Road, young and easy to walk.
The bell on the first floor struck the fifth watch, and the sadness in my heart was like being sprinkled in the spring rain in March. Ruthless people understand the sufferings of affectionate people, and the melancholy of one inch of acacia has become thousands of strands.
Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time. On the verdant Changting Road, he seemed like a couple, leaving me easily.
The bell on the roof awakened Wu Geng's dream, and his heart was sad like the spring rain in March at the bottom of the flower. Where can a heartless person know the distress of a sentient person? An inch of acacia is inextricably linked.
No matter how far the horizon is, that day will have an end, but people's sorrow is infinite and endless.
4. Miss girls' ancient poems
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 deliberately said the return date before "Walking alone in Qujiang in late autumn", but did not say that spring comes first. -Ouyang Xiu's "Lou Yuchun" When did acacia meet? At this point, the night is awkward.
-Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words" has a kind of beauty, which I can't forget after reading it. I haven't seen you for a day, and I want to be crazy. -Anonymous "Brother Qin Huang of Feng Qiu" asked what the world is like and taught life and death.
-Yuan Hao asked about the evening of "Two Songs for Fishing" and saw this lover. -Anonymous Book of Songs, Tang style, seeking the future, lasting forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
-Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow should be the same as the last two, and the most difficult thing is to clear up grievances. -Nalan Xingde's "Young Beauty" There is more than one shadow in the world. How can you live together and die differently? -Chen Hengke's "Portrait of Spring" seems that the star was not standing in the middle of the night for whom Feng Lou stood last night.
-Huang Jingren's "Two Poems of Love" I know that this kind of love will not have any results, but it can soothe my heart! . -Li Shangyin's Untitled Sixty-three Songs says that the acacia is at the bottom of the acacia tree, and Shiro hates Mandy.
-Liang Qichao's "Ci of Zhi Zhu, Taiwan Province" is a gentleman, but it is dark in the mirror. Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time?
-Xu Gan's "Room Thinking" meets each other, but if you don't see it, why is it ruthless? -Sima Guang's "Xijiang Moon" We hope that there are a pair of birds flying in the sky and two branches of a tree growing on the ground. ..
-Bai Juyi's "Song of Eternal Sorrow" will only make you sleepless all night, which is a lifelong worry in your brow. -Yuan Zhen's "Three Sorrow Poems" is an inch away from the intestines.
-Wei Zhuang's "Ying Tianchang" Acacia fragrant plum blossoms all night, and suddenly went to the window to suspect that it was a gentleman-Lu Tong's thinking.
5. Miss girls' ancient poems
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
Before your honor, I intend to say the date of my return, but before I say anything, I will swallow it painfully. -Ouyang Xiu's "Jade Tower Spring"
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'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"
Ask the world what love is and teach life and death. -Yuan Haowen's Fishing: One of Two Songs
What occasion? See this lover. -Anonymous "The Book of Songs, tang style, Save for a rainy day"
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
Sorrow and parting should be the same, at most, there is no clear resentment between months. -Nalan Xingde's "Young Beauty"
How can we live together and not die? -Chen Hengke's "Portrait of Chunqi"
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 don't know if Sloan hates Mandy. -Liang Qichao's "Zhi Zhu Ci in Taiwan Province"
Since the monarch came out, the mirror was dark and hopeless. Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time? -Xu Gan's Room Thinking
How can we be heartless if we don't see each other? -Sima Guang's "Xijiang Moon"
We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree ... —— Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow.
Only the night will be very long, which is a lifelong worry in your brow. -Yuan Zhen's Three Sorrow Poems The Third
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"
Acacia plum blossom hair all night, suddenly went to the window suspected to be a gentleman. -Lutong "Thinking"
6. Boys miss girls' poems
Looking at the moon, thinking of a person in the distance, Zhang Jiuling, the moon, is now full at sea. At this time, Tianya * * * brings a separated heart, and the night is long and considerate. Although I blew out the candle, it didn't get dark. Although I put on my coat, it didn't get warm, so I left my message to the moon and still had a dream. Li Bai, the lyrics of autumn wind, the autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, and the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and Western jackdaw is surprised again.
It's embarrassing to meet each other on blind dates; 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. Liu Yuxi, a poet of Zhuzhi Ci, heard singing on the Langjiang River in Jiang Shuiping.
Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny. Liu Yuxi's bamboo ci is full of peach blossoms, and the spring water in Shu hits the mountain stream.
A girl saw it and thought that her husband's love was as fleeting as this peach blossom, and infinite sadness was like this endless river of water. The swallow tower is upstairs, accompanied by a broken lamp and dawn frost, and a lonely person gets up from a acacia tree.
How much is a one-night stand for lovesickness? The ends of the earth are not long. Jinse Li Shangyin I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each with 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 has come and gone before I know it. Untitled Li Shangyin: You said you would come, but you didn't come. You didn't leave any trace for me, except the moonlight on your tower at five o'clock.
The dream in the wound is far from being called; When I woke up, I began to write a letter. Blue candle burns its kingfisher feather lamp, and musk embroiders hibiscus slightly.
But what I can't reach is the magic mountain. You are over there, beyond Wanfeng. Untitled Li Shangyin There are many curtains in your carefree house, where ecstasy lasts all night.
The Wushan goddess of Chu was originally a dream; Qingxi is the residence of my sister-in-law, and there is no lang here. Storms make nut horns ecstasy, and the moon dew sweetens cinnamon leaves? 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 Li Shangyin I have known her for a long time, and we have been apart for a long time. Spring silkworms die, candles burn every night, and clouds change in the morning mirror, but I dare to sing Pengshan at night. Oh, Jade Bird, listen! -Give me what she said! Untitled Li Shangyin, last night's stars and last night's wind, Guitang East on the west side of the painting building. 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.
Li Shangyin, who traveled alone in Qujiang in late autumn, hated being born in the spring when lotus leaves were born, and in the autumn when lotus leaves were withered. I know I've been in love for a long time, and I'm disappointed with the sound of the river in Wangjiangtou.
A short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night, Li Shangyin asked about the untimely return date, and the rain rose to Qiuchi in the evening. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
Judging from Yuan Zhen's thought, the sea is difficult for water, and amber is forever. 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.
Cuihu, the capital of Nanzhuang, last year, today, at this gate, people face peach blossoms. Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.
Farewell to Du Mu was affectionate but always heartless, only feeling that he could not laugh before he died. The candle on the table lit the heart, and it also saw the parting; You see, it shed tears for us and flowed to the morning.
Send someone Zhang Mi dream to Xie Jia, small corridor turn around. Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate, and it also shines on the courtyard flowers for the people.
The waterline of Li Yi, who writes about love, is full of precious thoughts. From then on, there is no good night, let him go down to the west wing in the bright moon.
Prince Cui Jiao, the son of a handmaiden, followed in his footsteps, and Green Pearl shed tears. Xiao Lang was a passer-by as soon as Houmen entered the sea.
I am a member, he is ashamed to cover his sleeves in the sun, and he is too lazy to put on makeup in spring. It's easier to find priceless treasure than to have a lover.
Tears are hidden on the pillow, and flowers are heartbroken. You can spy out why Song Yu hates Wang Chang. Jiangling rushed to send thousands of maple leaves to the river bridge.
Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night. Sauvignon Blanc flows easily, Surabaya flows, and flows to Guazhou Ancient Ferry. Wu Shan is a little worried.
Think of dragons, hate dragons, hate to rest when returning, and the moon people lean on the building. Watching Wen wash and dress in Jiangnan, leaning against Wangjiang Tower alone.
After all, Qian Fan is not here, and the oblique light is full of water, and Bai Pingzhou is heartbroken! Sauvignon blanc forest is covered with green mountains and green moons. The green hills on both sides of the strait greet each other.
Who knows the feeling of parting? Your tears are full and mine are full. The ribbon knot is not finished.
The tide at the head of the river has ebbed. I met Yu and went to the west wing without saying a word. The moon was like a hook.
Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn. Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow.
It's not just the general taste. In the dark night, Li Yulin thanked Chunhong, and she was also anxious, but there was a cold rain and a night breeze.
Cochineal tears, stay drunk, when heavy. Naturally, people hate water when they grow up.
At first, a strong wind blew to Jinmen, Feng Yansi, bringing a pool of spring water. Wandering in the fragrant path of Yuanyang, stroking the almond core with your hand.
Leaning on the railing by the pool, watching the fighting ducks, the Hosta on his head hangs obliquely. He missed his sweetheart all day, but he never came back, and suddenly he heard a magpie calling.
Yulouchun Ouyang Xiu planned to say the date of return in front of the bottle, but did not say that Chunrong was miserable first. Life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance. Before the farewell party, Mo sang a new tie. This song has a sad feeling.
At first, it was easy to see all the flowers in Los Angeles and bid farewell to the spring breeze. Red mist hood is light and thin.
If you don't see each other when you meet, love will be ruthless. At the end of the song, people dispersed, the wine woke up slightly, and the deep courtyard was silent.
Qin Guan, the fairy son of Queqiao, is clever, and the flying stars spread grievances, and both silver and Chinese 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 two kinds of feelings last for a long time, they are still there, day and night.
Yu Meiren Qin Guan planted peach blossoms in the sky, not the number of flowers, but the beauty of water in the depths of chaotic mountains. Who is the jade blooming for? What is the limit of the slight cold in Mao Mao? Don't care about spring, what's the harm of getting drunk? I'm afraid my heart will break when I wake up! Liu Yong felt cold and sad. The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest.
All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them. 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. Love hurts and leaves since ancient times.
What's more, it is a cold autumn festival. Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying.
After the New Year, it should be a good time and a good scene. Customs are strange, who to talk to.
Liang Shanbo liuyong leaned against the dangerous building. Looking forward to spring sorrow, the sky is dark.
In the afterglow of grass and smoke. Who knows why I lean on the tracks silently?
I'm getting drunk. When drinking is a song, strong music is still tasteless.
I don't regret widening my belt. It's worth getting tired for my coquetry.
Recalling the thin pillow weather in Emperor Yong Jing Liu. It feels like love at first sight.
It's colder to get up and sleep. After all, I can't sleep, and the night is as long as years.
I'm going to stay, but I'm going back to Levi's. I have plans to fight for resistance again.
Ten thousand kinds of thoughts, many solutions, only loneliness and fatigue. This is my life, and I have shed a thousand tears for you.
Yan Shuliang wishes sorrow, smoke and blue tears, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away. The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate bitterness, and shines obliquely through Zhuhu Lake.
Last night, the west wind withered the trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon.