Ancient poems about love

There are trees on the mountain and branches on the tree. My heart likes you. You don't know that. People are haggard because of Iraq, and their clothes are getting wider and wider, and they will never regret it. Ruthless people understand the sufferings of affectionate people, and the melancholy of one inch of acacia has become thousands of strands. 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. Affection has been idle and hateful since ancient times, and good dreams are the easiest to wake up.

The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever. Open the HarmonyOS system, who is the lover? It's all about romance. I've been heartbroken since we broke up last time. Now I can only meet you in my dream. Except the horizon and the moon, no one knows that life and death are ten years. If you don't remember it, it will be unforgettable, and there is nowhere to say. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late in the wind.

Watching the moon tonight seems drunk, just watching the bright moon and stars sleep; Where is the bright moon tomorrow? There is only shadow to accompany it in this life. Through the wine of spring, when it warms me, I remind you how to bet. There, one after another, we roll dice under the crimson light. 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. I am thinking hard, looking at the distance and worrying alone. I have been looking for it for seven years. I am full of love and longing. 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! Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. Xiao Xuan window, dress up, silently care for each other, only a thousand lines of tears.

One is Xianpa in Yuen Long, and the other is flawless jade. If there is no strange fate, I will meet him again in this life; If you say there is a strange fate, how can you be worried? The more I want to know if I have forgotten, the clearer I remember. I heard that when you can't have something anymore, the only thing you can do is not to forget it.