Author Su Shi, Song Dynasty
There is no wind rustling. Lonely garden, willow and old cherry. The setting sun is still sitting deeply. The mountains are a little green and the clouds are a little broken.
At the end of the road, the river goes back a thousand times. Berthing in the fishing village, the moon is dark and windy, and it is unbearable to be lonely. Enlighten Chu with flying souls. I miss you. You miss me.
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The sound of falling flowers did not come from the wind, but fell to the ground by itself. In the lonely garden, flowers and trees flourish and wither. The setting sun seems to shine on the guests, and the towering green hills seem to pierce the horizontal clouds.
The sender has reached the end of the road on the shore; Monkey saw that the rudder had turned. I can't sleep all night in a deserted fishing village tonight, alone with a lonely lamp and only the dark moon. I called my friends who had left, just like I called Qu Yuan in Chu Ci. When I miss you, you miss me.
2. The latest love flower
Author Yan Shu, Song Dynasty
The threshold chrysanthemum worries about smoke and tears. The curtain is light and cold, and the swallow flies away. The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate suffering. The morning light slanted on Zhu Hu.
The west wind withered the green trees last night. A person in a tall building can see the end of the world. I want to send colored stationery and rulers. The mountains are long and there is a lot of water.
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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.
3. Su curtain
Author Fan Zhongyan, Song Dynasty
Blue sky, yellow leaves, autumn colors, cold smoke, green waves. The mountain reflects the setting sun and the sky meets the water, and the grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun.
Dark homesickness, thoughts of chasing travel. Every night unless, sweet dreams make people unable to sleep. The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears.
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Blue sky, white clouds and yellow leaves. Autumn scenery is reflected on the blue waves on the river, and the water waves are glowing with cold smoke and green. The distant mountains are bathed in sunset, and the sky is connected with rivers. The grass on the shore seems heartless, beyond the setting sun. It is sad to miss my hometown silently, and it is difficult to get rid of lingering worries.
Unless you have a good dream every night, you can get a moment of comfort. The bright moon shines on tall buildings, so don't lean on it alone. Pick up the wine to wash your sorrow, but it all turns into acacia tears.
4. Natural tea seeds are happy.
Author Ouyang Xiu, Song Dynasty
On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the flower market is brightly lit. The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk.
On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year. I will never see my old friend last year again, and my tears are soaked through my clothes.
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Last year, on the fifteenth day of the first month of the Lantern Festival, the lights of the flower market were as bright as during the day. The moon rises at the top of the willow tree, and he asks me to talk to him after dusk. On the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are the same as last year. Never see last year's lover again, and Pearl's clothes are soaked with tears.
5. A short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night
The author Li Shangyin lived in the Tang Dynasty.
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.
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When you ask about the date of return, it's hard to say clearly. A night of heavy rain in Bashan filled the autumn pool. When to go home, * * * cut the candle flowers in the west window and tell them face to face what it's like to rain late.
2. Poems about missing your lover: Qing Ping Le, Shu.
Small red print means that business is flat,
It's hard to feel that the geese are in the clouds and the fish are in the water.
The setting sun leans on the west wing alone, and the distant mountain is facing the curtain hook.
People don't know where, but the green waves still flow eastward.
Que Qiao song xian Qin Guan
The thin clouds in the sky are changing, the meteors in the sky convey the sadness of acacia, and the endless galaxy I quietly crossed tonight.
On the seventh day of autumn dew and autumn, it is time to meet, mostly those who are together in the world, but the appearance of husband and wife.
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.
As long as two people love us to the end, why covet my Heron?
Die Hua Lian Song Ouyang Xiu
How deep is the yard? The willow piles up smoke, but the curtain is not heavy.
Jade music carving saddle tour smelting place, the building is not high, look at Zhangtai Road.
March storm, closing at dusk, not planning to stay in spring.
Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing.
Mulan tree
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.
Xin Qiji in Qing Yu Case in Yuan and Song Dynasties
Thousands of trees are blooming and stars are everywhere in the east night. BMW carved cars and incense filled the road.
Phoenix flute moves, jade pot turns, fish dragon dances all night.
Moths, snow, willows, gold thread, laughter and incense are all gone. Looking for her in the crowd,
Suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit.
Song He Zhu's Jade Case
Ling Bo didn't cross the pond road, just watching and letting the dust settle. Who is the golden flower?
Qiao Yue Garden, a Zhu Hu with a locked window. Only spring knows this place.
Feiyun Ran Ran died at dusk. The new topic of crayons is heartbreaking sentences. If you ask how much leisure do you have?
Yichuan tobacco is full of wind. It rains when plums are yellow.
Slow song Qingzhao
Looking around, lonely and sad.
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. It's urgent.
Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.
Yellow flowers are piled on the ground, haggard and damaged. Who can pick them now?
Looking out the window, how can a person be dark?
Indus is also the rain in Mao Mao until dusk, dribs and drabs.
This time, what a sad sentence?
Yu Linling 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.
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.
3. Acacia poems written for lovers. & amplt； & gt
Qingqing is your collar, YY is my miss. If I didn't go to see you, didn't you get my letter?
Green is what you wear, and leisurely is my feeling. If I never visit you, can't you take the initiative?
Come on, always open your eyes, on this high tower. A day without seeing your face seems as long as March!
Zhang Jiuling, full moon Philip Burkart one.
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. Bring a separated heart and long-term consideration at night.
Although I blew out the candle, it didn't get darker, although I put on my coat, it didn't get warmer, so I left my message to the moon and turned to my bed, hoping to have a dream.
Zhi Zhu's Ci Liu Yuxi
The willows in Jiang Shuiping are green, and I can hear the songs on the Langjiang River. Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny.
Notes for Friends in the North on a Rainy Night Li Shangyin
When you ask about the untimely return date, late rain will rise in the autumn pool. When * * * is cutting candles at the west window, but talking about the late rain?
Li Siyuan Zhen
Once, the sea was difficult for water, and amber was forever. Looking back at the flowers lazily, you are half qualified to cultivate and half qualified.
Que Qiao xian Qin Guan
The thin clouds in the sky are changing, the meteors in the sky convey the sadness of acacia, and the endless galaxy I quietly crossed tonight. 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 the relationship is long, will it last forever?
Born in Ouyang Xiu.
On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the flower market is brightly lit. The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk.
On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year. See last year, tears Man Chun shirt sleeve.
Li Chi Ngai of Boolean Operators
I live in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River and you live in the lower reaches. I miss you every day,
* * * Drink Yangtze River water
4. The sentence 1. I am walking in the just visiting, spreading endless thoughts about you. Memories flow in your every beautiful moment. My surging heart is surging for our bright future. The spark of love is surging around me. I will try my best. Good night, dear.
2. Look at the wind and cry, tears fall silently. I want you to be taken away by the breeze and fly away. Have you ever heard the breeze whispering in your ear? That's my idea!
I miss you all the time, and I can't stop my attachment to you. Another year of reunion, I want to say to you who are not around: Let the autumn wind warm your heart with my thoughts, and my love for you will never change!
The autumn wind is full of your tender feelings, and the hazy jathyapple has a dazzling dream. I think you are like a light rain in the city. Raindrops are full of acacia, and deep alleys in ancient times are full of fallen leaves. I look forward to being with you forever!
It is a habit to miss you. Missing you is the call of love, the freehand brushwork of missing you, the longing for nectar after a long drought, and the feeling of missing you, just like going to the Peach Blossom Garden for a thousand times. Baby, I miss you so much.
6. The green tone is lighter than the ink, and the thoughts are outlined. The green hills are silent and the acacia stretches. You never left in the shadow of the plasma lamp, and I caressed the piano and stared in the dream of the sky. Ancient Huai deep alley, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, I will wait for you all my life and be faithful.
7. The rainy night fills the blue sea and blue sky, staring at your amazing figure, melodious flute, long and short of love, the origin of destiny takes a hand, full of feelings, playing a song for you to hold your hand forever.
There are no ancient poems about missing my lover, such as Cai Feng's flying wings, but I feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn's flying wings.
-Li Shangyin
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable.
-Su Shi
I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.
-Liu Yong
Life and death are generous, and Zi Cheng says. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.
-The Book of Songs
As long as two people love us to the end, why covet my Heron?
-Qin Guan
Once the sea was difficult for water, it was always amber.
-Yuan Zhen
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
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
We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree. ..
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After the dream, the balcony was locked,
Hou Lian hung low.
When hatred came last spring.
Falling flowers are independent,
Swifts fly in pairs.
I remember when Xiaoping first met,
Two-hearted word Luo Yi.
Acacia is written on the string of pipa.
When the moon is there,
I have returned home according to the colorful clouds.
This is a famous poem written by Xiaoping. Xiaoping's father and Yan Shu's father are family friends. On one occasion, Yan Shu took her son to visit Xiaoping's house, and Xiaoping's father asked Xiaoping to play a pipa. This is the first time Yan and Xiaoping met, so there is a saying that "I remember Xiaoping's first meeting". The sentence "two central words Luo Yi" shows how deeply Yan was impressed by that meeting. )
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Ten years of life and death are two boundless.
Never think, never forget.
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 expected that the annual heartbroken place: moonlit night, short pine hill.
This was written by the author ten years after his wife Wang Fu died. I thought Wang Fu, who was 16 years old, married Su Dongpo, who was 19 years old. Needless to say, the young couple have deep feelings. In the past ten years, Dongpo was severely suppressed because he opposed Wang Anshi's new law, and he was in a sad mood. After arriving in Michigan, he was busy with government affairs and had a hard time. How can he "ignore" his clever and understanding wife?
Once the sea was difficult for water, it was always amber.
Looking back at the flowers lazily is partly due to cultivation and partly due to.
Yuan Zhen respected Buddhism and Taoism all his life, and the cultivation here can also be understood as focusing on moral cultivation.
The whole poem is poetic and picturesque: after experiencing the vastness of the sea, it will not be attracted by other waters. After experiencing the foggy sea of Wushan Yunshan, Yunshan in other places will not be praised. Inadvertently looking at bloom, my heart is half avenue and half because of you.
Golden 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 has come and gone before I know it!
Autumn wind ci (Li Bai)
The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, and the fallen leaves gather and disperse, which surprised Western jackdaw in the west. It's embarrassing to meet each other on blind dates;
When I entered my lovesick door, I knew that I was lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time.
It means: the autumn wind is so sad, the autumn moon is so bright, the leaves are still scattered, and even the birds living in the trees are frightened. I want to meet my dear on that day. Now that we are apart, when can we meet again? On this autumn night, it's really embarrassing to think about it. Walking into the door of acacia, I know the pain of acacia, the eternal memory of acacia, but the short-lived acacia is endless. If I had known that acacia was so deeply rooted in my heart, I wouldn't have known it.
Tears are falling in your eyes. I hate not meeting you before I got married-Zhang Ji.
Falling in love is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more-Gong Zizhen.
Life has its own infatuation, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance-Ouyang Xiu
No one longs for love, even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? -Li Shangyin.
Tears can be traced, but words are hard to send-Chen Duansheng.