Expressing my thoughts on my wife's going out to work with poems.

■ I'm going to say I'm coming back before I respect you. I swallowed it before I said anything about spring. Ouyang Xiu's Jade House in Spring

■ Life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romantic affairs. Ouyang Xiu's Jade House in Spring

■ The fallen petal is independent, and the swift is Qi Fei. Yan's "Two Poems of Linjiang Fairy"

■ The poor and uncertain river bone is still a dream girl. Chen Tao's "Longxi West"

I wish I were like a star, like the moon, shining every night. Fan Chengda's Car Yao Yao

■ Shen Yan, a fish, travels all over the world. He believes that the world is free from suffering. Dai Shulun's Acacia

■ Holding hands and looking at tears, I was speechless. Liu Yong's Lin Yuling

■ This is the sorrow that all mankind must know, the sorrow of poor couples. Yuan Zhen's "Three Mourning Poems"

■ For my heart, for your heart, I will know each other and remember each other. Gu Zhen's Confessions

■ Remember that the heart is like the West River, flowing eastward day and night. In the Jiangling sorrow hope has been sent.

■ Don't mind * * * flowers competing for hair, even this bright flame of love, is there only ashes? . Li Shangyin's Six Untitled Poems (No.6)

■ Acacia is as deep as the sea, and the old things are as far away as the sky. Wan Le's "Not Operator"

■ It is better to hate each other than to have faith in the tide, and acacia begins to feel that the sea is not deep. Bai Juyi's Langtaosha

■ endure a thousand dollars to laugh? After all, lovesickness is better than meeting. Shao Ruipeng's Dead Hua Lian

■ When there is poverty in the corner of the world, there is only endless acacia. Yan Shu's "Spring in the Jade House"

■ People enter the river like wind, and love sticks to the ground like rain. Zhou Bangyan's "Spring in the Jade House"

■ Endless acacia tears cast red beans, and spring flowers can't be finished. Cao Xueqin's Red Bean Poems

■ Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing. Ouyang Xiu's Two Poems of Butterfly Lovers

■ Thin shadow pity autumn water, you have to pity me and pity you. Feng Xiaoqing's "Complaints"

■ Affection is only in the spring, but it is still one thing to take pictures. Zhang Mi's The Sender

■ Bonuses are easy to decline, such as Lang Yi, and the water flow is infinite. Liu Yuxi's Four Zhi Zhu Poems (Ⅱ)

■ Don't hesitate to sing Yangchun if you have a bosom friend. Yan Shu's "Liu Song from the Mountain Pavilion"

■ The bright moon building is high and lonely, and the wine turns into acacia tears. Fan Zhongyan's Su curtain

■ I miss you like a candle, frying my heart and holding tears. Chen Shu da's "Out of Your Country"

■ Born and returned, but died in Sauvignon Blanc. Su Wu's Married Couple

■ Say nothing. Half a piece of paper has no weight and can bear the burden of leaving sadness. Sister Chen Pengjie's "Send Two Songs Outside"

■ My concubine looks like Xu Shan, and Lang looks like a stone Buddha. Zhu Yizun's The Best of Yuanyang Lake

■ I don't know the soul, but I have a dream. My love, except the moon in the sky, who knows? Wei Zhuang's "The Head of Two Women's Crown Princes"

■ Living together and leaving home is more sad than dying. Anonymous "Shejiang Picks Hibiscus"

■ jathyapple has a quiet dream, and the spring breeze is ten miles gentle. Qin Guan ba Liu zi