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1. What are the classical Chinese sentences that express "deep love for someone"

1. There are hundreds of beauties in the world, but you are the only one I love.

2. Build up the eternal love and crush the deep lovesickness.

3. Thinking about this life, the years are fleeting, holding hands in the world of mortals, day and night, condensing words into love.

4. May I have wings this day and fly with the flowers to the end of the sky.

5. When all the floating flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you.

6. Red beans grow in the south, and they sprout a few branches in spring. I hope you will pick more of them, this is the most loved thing.

7. All kinds of stories are nothing more than hurtful feelings; when water changes, people go away, and the bright moon is like frost.

8. Just look at the flowers that are left in the spring and gradually fall, which is the time when the beauties die of old age;

9. The sky is blue, the ground is yellow flowers, the west wind is strong, and the northern geese are flying south. Who will be drunk in the forest at dawn? Always left in tears.

10. The osmanthus and the orchid oar hit the sky and trace the light. I am so young and beautiful, looking up at the beauty in the sky!

11. Lament the tears of beauties, the death of heroes, there is so much suffering in the world. Mountains and rivers are eternally silent, how can we be happy?

12. If you don’t have hatred in your eyes, you don’t believe that there are white heads in the world.

13. On the Lantern Festival this year, the moon and lights remain the same. I can't see anyone from last year, and my spring shirt sleeves are wet with tears.

14. The still water flows deep, and the Sheng plays songs; the clouds and sunshine in the three lives are full of joys and sorrows.

15. When will this water cease, and when will this hatred cease? I only hope that your heart will be like mine, and I will live up to my love. 2. Expression of I love you in classical Chinese

I love you very much.

It can be expressed in verses:

I wish to have the person of my heart, and we will never be apart until we grow old together. ——Zhuo Wenjun's "Baitou Yin"

The exquisite dice and the red beans make people miss each other deeply. ——Wen Tingyun's "Two Poems of Nan Ge Zi"

Who do you want to describe lovesickness like? A lover doesn't know. ——Yan Jidao's "Sauve Acacia·Sauve Acacia"

Huanjun Mingzhu sheds tears, wishing that we had met before we were married. ——Zhang Ji's "Yin of a Chaste Woman·A Letter to the Master Li Sikong in Dongping"

I look back lazily at Huacong, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king. ——Yuan Zhen's "Five Poems on Lisi, Part 4"

Jun asked about the return date but it was not yet scheduled, and the night rain in Bashan filled the autumn pond. ——Li Shangyin's "The Night Rain Sends to the North" 3. Classical Chinese essays expressing love for someone

Dan Ge Xing

Dynasty: Han Dynasty

Author: Cao Cao

Original text:

Drinking and singing, how is life! Like morning dew, it will be more painful every day.

Generosity should be treated with generosity, and worries will be unforgettable. How to relieve worries? Only Du Kang.

Green Zi Jin, my heart is leisurely. But for your sake, I still ponder it.

The deer roars, eating apples in the wild. I have guests who play the harp and sheng.

It’s as bright as the moon, when can you shake it off? Worry comes from it and cannot be cut off.

The more unfamiliar you are, the more you cross the border, the more you cross the border, the more useless you will be. Qi Kuo talks about Yan, thinking about old kindness. (Talking about Yan, one work: Talking about banquets)

The moon and stars are few and far between, and the magpies are flying south. Three twists and turns around the tree, where is the branch to lean on?

The mountains never get too high and the sea never gets too deep. The Duke of Zhou vomits food, and the world returns to its heart. (Hai No. 1: Water) 4. Do you have any good sentences about love in classical Chinese?

I would like to know you. The mountains have no edges, the heaven and the earth are in harmony, so I dare to be separated from you! I wish to have the person of my heart and stay together forever.

Han Dynasty; Zhuo Wenjun's "Baitou Yin" If you succeed, why should you die? I would like to be a mandarin duck but not an immortal. Tang Dynasty; Lu Zhaolin "Ancient Meaning of Chang'an" There is no colorful phoenix flying in the body, but there is a clear understanding in the heart.

Tang Dynasty; Li Shangyin I wish to be a winged bird in the sky, and a branch on the ground. As time goes by, this hatred will last forever! Tang; Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" It's hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.

The spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes. Tang Dynasty; Li Shangyin (Untitled) Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud.

Take the flower bush to look back lazily, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king. Tang Dynasty; Yuan Zhen's "Lisi" The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. There is no sunshine but there is sunshine.

Tang Dynasty; Liu Yuxi's "Bamboo Branch Poems" In the heart of spring, don't let the flowers bloom. One inch of lovesickness and one inch of gray. Tang Dynasty; Li Shangyin (Untitled) Candles are willing to say goodbye, and weep for others until dawn.

Tang Dynasty; Du Mu's "Farewell" Red beans grow in the southern country, and a few branches will appear in spring. I hope you will pick it up more often. This is the most loved thing.

Wang Wei's "Acacia" When the flowers bloom, they must be broken, but don't wait until there are no flowers to break the branches! Tang Dynasty Du Qiuniang's "Golden Threaded Clothes" The dew on a branch is fragrant, and the clouds and rain in Wushan are in vain. Li Bai's "Qing Ping Diao No. 2" The belt is getting wider and wider, but I don't regret it at all. It makes people haggard because of Yi.

Song Dynasty; Liu Yong's "Feng Qitong" The past has become empty, still like a dream. Li Yu's "Midnight Song* How can I avoid sorrow and hatred in life" Knowing my thoughts and feeling your pity, I must ask God for this feeling! Li Yu's "Geng Lu Zi Jin Que Chai" The moon is on the willow branches, and people make an appointment after dusk.

Zhu Shuzhen's "Shachazi" When we see each other, it's as if we haven't seen each other, and if we are affectionate, we still seem to be heartless. Sima Guang's "Moon over Xijiang" When the ends of the earth are endless, there is only endless love.

"Spring in the Jade House" The sky never grows old, but love is hard to break. The heart is like a double mesh with thousands of knots in it. Zhang Sheng's "Thousand Years Old" Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, he was speechless and choked.

Sentiment has hurt parting since ancient times. After so many years, it should be a good time and good scenery.

Even if there are thousands of styles, who should I tell them to? ! Liu Yong's "Yulin Ling" The flowers are floating and the water is flowing. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow.

There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart. Searching and searching, deserted and miserable.

This time, how can you say "sorrow"? Silently, I went up to the west building alone. The moon is like a hook.

The lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks Qingqiu. Keep cutting.

It’s still confusing. It's separation.

Don’t have the ordinary feeling in your heart. How much sorrow can you have? Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward.

〈 Poppy 〉 This feeling can be remembered later, but it was already at a loss. Li Shangyin's "Jin Se" The ten years of life and death are so vast that if you don't think about it, you will never forget it.

In the small window, they are dressing up, looking at each other without saying anything, only a thousand lines of tears. Su Shi's "Jiang Chengzi" The crowd looked for him thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, he was there, in a dimly lit place.

Xin Qiji's "Qingyun Case*Yuan Xi" Tenderness is like water, and good times are like dreams. If the love between two people lasts for a long time, how can they stay in court?

Qin Guan's "Magpie Bridge" Only if you don't miss lovesickness in your life, you will miss lovesickness, which will harm lovesickness. Xu Zaisi of Yuan Dynasty's "Chan Gongqu*Spring Love" Since ancient times, passion has always been full of hatred, and good dreams are the easiest to wake up from.

Qing Dynasty; Shi Qing's "Xi Yi Ti" "If the color is not charming, people will be fascinated by it, but beauty is in the eye of the beholder." Huang Cheng's "Collection of Hangzhou Sayings and Poems" There are endless tears of lovesickness and red beans thrown away, and endless spring willows and spring flowers fill the painting building.

Cao Xueqin's "Dream of Red Mansions" People talk about lovesickness under the acacia tree, and Si Lang hates Lang Lang but he doesn't know. The Republic of China; Liang Qichao. After careful consideration several times, I would rather miss the pain! Hu Shi "Sheng Cha Zi" Life has been full of love and obsession since ancient times, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon.

Song Dynasty; Ou Yangxiu's "Spring in the Jade House" Hey! What is love in this world? Direct teachings promise life and death! Life is precious, love is even more valuable! The ancients said: Hold your son's hand and grow old together! I miss you day and night and stay awake at night. I laugh and ask where I am in the world, hoping hard to see each other again. Live life with a smile.

Don’t ask each other when you meet every time, don’t be sad and shed tears, just leave this poem secretly. Everyone has joys and sorrows.

Lovesickness Wang Wei Red beans grow in the south, how many will they sprout when spring comes? I hope you will pick more of them, this is the most loved thing. Looking at the moon, Huaiyuan, Zhang Jiuling, there is a bright moon on the sea, the end of the world is at this time. Lovers complain about the distant night, but they miss each other at night. The candles are extinguished and the light is full, and the clothes are covered with dew. I can’t bear to give them away, but I still sleep in the dream. Autumn Breeze Poems Li Bai The autumn breeze is clear , the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws roost again.

We know the day when we meet each other, but I am embarrassed at this time and this night. Entering the door of my lovesickness, I know that I miss my lovesickness painfully. Long lovesickness brings long memories, but short lovesickness lasts forever. I had known that it would be such a stumbling block to people's hearts. How could it be like before? Don't know each other. Liu Yuxi's Bamboo Branch Poetry The poplars and willows are green at the level of the Qingjiang River, and I can hear the singing on the Langjiang River. The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. There is no sunshine but there is sunshine.

Poetry on Bamboo Branches by Liu Yuxi The mountains are covered with peach blossoms, and the spring water of Shujiang River beats the mountain flow. The bonus fades easily like a man's will, and the water flow is infinite like Nong's sorrow.

Yanzi Tower Zhang Zhongsu The remaining lamps upstairs accompany Xiaoshuang, and the person sleeping alone gets up on the acacia bed. Lovesick *** How much? The ends of the earth are not as long as the ends of the earth.

Jinse Li Shangyin has fifty strings of Jinse for no reason, each string and one column reflects the past. Zhuang Sheng dreamed of butterflies at dawn, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos. The moon in the sea has tears in its pearls, and the sun in Lantian is warm and jade produces smoke. This feeling I can wait to recall it, but I was at a loss at that time. The untitled Li Shangyin came with empty words and left without a trace. The moon was tilted upstairs at five o'clock. The dream was far away and it was hard to recall, and the book was rushed into ink. The wax shone half in the cage of golden jade, The scent of musk is slightly embroidered with hibiscus. Liu Lang already hates that Pengshan Mountain is far away, and it is even more separated by ten thousand layers of Pengshan Mountain. Untitled Li Shangyin's heavy curtains are deep in the Mochou Hall, and the night after lying down is slender. The life of a goddess was just a dream, and the life of my sister-in-law was originally a dream.

If you don’t believe that Lingzhi is weak in the storm, who will teach you the fragrance of osmanthus leaves in Moon Dew? It is clear that it is useless to miss lovesickness, but to be melancholy is pure madness. Untitled Li Shangyin It's hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. The spring silkworms will die when the silkworms are dead, and the wax torches will turn to ashes before the tears dry. The morning mirror is full of worry, but the clouds on the temples have changed, and the night chants should feel the moonlight is cold. There is not much left in Pengshan. On the road, the bluebirds are diligent in looking around. Untitled Li Shangyin's Last Night Stars and Wind, To the west of the painting building and to the east of Guitang. There are no colorful phoenixes flying on the body, but there is a clear connection in the heart. Gou Chun wine is given to every other seat to warm it, and the red wax lamp is shed on the cao.

I listened to the drum and went to answer the official's call, walking around Malantai and turning around the tent. Wandering Alone in Qujiang in Late Autumn by Li Shangyin When the lotus leaves are growing, spring hates them, and when the lotus leaves wither, autumn hates them. I know that my love will last forever, and I look forward to the sound of the water at the head of the river.

The night rain sent to the north Li Shangyin to ask about the return date. The night rain in Bashan swelled the autumn pond. How could I cut the candles from the west window, but said that it was raining in Bashan at night. I thought about Yuan Zhen once, it was difficult to make water out of the sea, except for it. Wushan is not a cloud. I look back lazily at the flowers, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king.