A poem about the lover tree

1. Poems about lovers

1. that we wished to fly in heaven, two birds with the wings of one, and to grow together on the earth, two branches of one tree.

2. If a relationship lasts for a long time, it's still a long time!

3. I live at the head of the Yangtze River and you live at the end of the Yangtze River; I miss you every day, but I don't see you, so I drink the Yangtze River water. When will this water stop? When has this hatred been? I only hope that your heart is like mine, and you will not miss me.

4. Hold your hand and grow old with your son!

5. I want to know you, and I will live a long life. There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, thunder and shock in winter, rain and snow in summer, and heaven and earth are combined, so I dare to be with you!

6. take home an armful, for my sake, as a symbol of our love. -Tang Wangwei's Acacia

when those red berries come in springtime, flushing on your southland branches? Hope miss the person to collect more, Xiao Xiao red bean caused people.

7. time was long before I met her, but is longer since we parted, and the east wind has arisen and a hundred flowers are gone. -Tang Li Shangyin Untitled

time was long before I met her, but is longer since we parted, and the east wind has arisen and a hundred flowers are gone. And the silk-worms of spring will weave until they die, and every night the candles will weep their wicks away.

mornings in her mirror she sees her hair-cloud changing, yet she dares the chill of moonlight with her evening song. There are no many ways to get to Pengshan, oh blue-birds, be listening!-Bring me what she says!.

8. and a moment that ought to have lasted for ever, has come and gone before I knew! -

9. though I have for my body no wings like those of the bright-coloured phoenix, yet I feel the harmonious heart-beat of the Sacred Unicorn

1. Jun asked about the return date, and evening rain rose to the autumn pool. When * * * cut the candle at the west window and said evening rain.

11. Chilling and sorrowful, it's late for the pavilion, and the shower begins to rest. There is no mood in all the accounts, and I miss the place and Lanzhou to urge me to send it.

holding hands and staring at each other with tears, there is no rain to choke. Thinking about it, thousands of miles of smoke, the twilight is heavy and chutiankuo.

Affectionate feelings have hurt parting since ancient times, and it's even more pitiful to neglect the Clear Autumn Festival! Who knows where I am when I sober tonight? Yang Liuan, Xiao Feng and the waning moon.

this past year should be a good time and a good scene. There are thousands of customs, and who to talk to.

12. Sima Guang's meeting on the Xijiang Moon is like not seeing each other, and how can feelings be heartless?

13. Li Zhiyi's divination operator only wishes that your heart is like mine, and he will not miss you.

14. earth endures, heaven endures; some time both shall end, while this unending sorrow goes on and on for ever. 2. Poems about trees

1. There are many trees and many herbs.

(Cao Cao: Watching the Sea)

2. we watch the green trees that circle your village, and the pale blue of outlying mountains.

(Meng Haoran: Crossing the Old Man's Village)

3. Birds stay in the trees by the pool, and monks knock on the moon and go to the door.

(Jia Dao: titled Li Ning's Living in a secluded place)

4. Jasper is dressed as a tree with ten thousand green silk tapestries hanging down.

(He Zhizhang: (Liu Yong))

5. is like a spring gale, come up in the night, blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.

(Cen Can: (a Song of White Snow in Farewell to Field-Clerk Wu Going Home))

6. every tree in Hanyang becomes clear in the water, and Parrot Island is a nest of sweet grasses.

(Cui Hao: Yellow Crane Tower)

7. On the side of the sinking boat, Qian Fan passes, and the sick tree is ahead of Wan Muchun.

(Liu Yuxi: (Reward Lotte for the first dinner in Yangzhou))

8. The spring eyes are silent and cherish the trickle, and the shade of the trees shines on the water and loves sunny and soft.

(Yang Wanli: "Little Pond")

9. Dead vines and old trees faint crows, small bridges and flowing people, old roads and thin horses.

(Ma Zhiyuan, Tian Jing Sha? Qiu Si)

1. Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I went up to the tall building alone, looking at the end of the world.

(Yan Shu: recent flowers)

11 how wide the world was, how close the trees to heaven, and how clear in the water the nearness of the moon!.

(Meng Haoran: "a night-mooring on the jiande river")

12. Alone, the grass grows by the river, and there are orioles singing in the trees.

(Wei Yingwu: "at chuzhou on the western stream") 3. Poems describing people and trees

If I love you to the oak tree, I will never show off myself with your high branches like climbing campbells; If I love you-I will never repeat monotonous songs for the shade like spoony birds; It's not just like a fountain that brings cool comfort all the year round; It's not just like dangerous peaks to increase your height and set off your dignity. Even sunlight and even spring rain. No, these are not enough! I must be a kapok near you, standing with you as the image of a tree. Roots cling to underground leaves and touch each other in the clouds. Every time a gust of wind passes, we greet each other, but no one understands our words. You have your copper branches and irons like knives, swords and halberds. I have my red flowers like a heavy sigh and a heroic torch. We share the cold wave, storm and thunder. We * * * enjoy the mist, the flowing haze and the rainbow. It seems that we are separated forever, but we are dependent on each other for life. This is the great love, and here is the firmness: love-not only your stalwart body, but also your persistent position and the land under your feet. On March 27, 1977, we appreciated Shu Ting's poems, which were novel in conception and full of lyrical color; The language is exquisite and has a distinct personal style. To the Oak is a beautiful and deep lyric poem of hers. The poet uniquely chooses two central images, namely "kapok" and "oak tree", and embodies delicate, euphemistic and deep and vigorous feelings in novel and vivid images. The love it expresses is not only pure, hot, but also noble and great. It is like an ancient and fresh one. Touching people's heartstrings, the poet expresses the passion, sincerity and firmness of love by taking the oak tree as the object. The oak tree in the poem is not a concrete object, but a symbol of the poet's ideal lover. Therefore, to some extent, this poem is not simply to pour out his passionate love, but to express an ideal and belief in love, which is quite meaningful to the ancients through a kind and concrete image. First of all, the oak tree is tall, dignified, attractive and deep. And it has rich connotations-"high branches" and "green shade" are a kind of meaning, and the method of setting off is adopted here. The poet doesn't want the love of vassals, don't want to be a sedentary campbell, and cling to the high branches of oak trees and be complacent. The poet doesn't want to give charity love or make a whole. 4. Poems describing big trees

1. There are many trees, and a hundred herbs are abundant.

2. we watch the green trees that circle your village, and the pale blue of outlying mountains. There are strange trees in the court, and the green leaves are colorful.

4. Birds stay in the trees by the pool, and monks knock on the door. 5. Jasper is dressed as a tree with ten thousand green silk tapestries hanging down.

6. is like a spring gale, come up in the night, blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees. 7. every tree in Hanyang becomes clear in the water, and Parrot Island is a nest of sweet grasses.

8. Qian Fan is on the side of the sinking boat, and Wan Muchun is in front of the sick tree. 9. The spring eyes are silent and cherish the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves to be fine and soft.

1. Old trees with withered vines are faint crows, small bridges are flowing with water, and old roads are thin and thin. 11. last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the end of the world.

12. The trees on the shore are as straight as a cloud, so who will send the phase to capture the waterfront? 3 Two-part allegorical sayings about trees: A thousand-year-old tree is a hundred-year-old pine-a deep-rooted car climbs the tree-a dragonfly shakes the tree blindly-a morning glory climbs the tree without moving-climbing the green gate along the pole. Liu Tang Bai Juyi is a sad tree, and once several people left hate.

send more farewells for the near Doumen, and all the long strips are folded to reduce the spring breeze. Chang' an Xinliu Tang Chen Guang's nine strange clouds are at the beginning, and Huangqu Willow has been new.

if you have different scenery, you will get spring in the sun first. The color is light and slightly dewy, and the silk is light and not dusty.

if a branch wants to break, it will return to this morning. Linchuan sees the new willow and Tang Cui, but not the head of the river for three or four days, and the willows are old and golden by the bridge.

the south bank of the bank crosses north, with rain and smoke. Where the hometown leads the dream, twice other countries see prosperity and decline.

The grass color in Tingzhou is the same, and everyone knows that it is far away. When the wind slows down in Liutang and Cuizhang, it drags smoke and blows water.

it's the short branches that make the generals hate. Zhang Lang's bones are soft and thin, and her waist is light and she is hungry.

it's heartbreaking to return home. Topic Liu Tang Di Huan Tiannan and Tianbei, where shadows dance.

the emerald color is endless, and more people are born out of love. After the rain, the cage is on the shore, and the smoke is on the Sui River.

it has its own good name, which Qin Song inherited. Du Mu in Xinliu Tang Dynasty was unable to shake the wind and dawn the new color, and it seemed that his waist was jealous.

The shade is not covered with long dike water, and the golden spike greets Yuan Chun first. A few sad roads, a branch and the rain to see off the dust.

more parting outside the east gate will kill people who are in the morning and evening. Liu Jue sentence Tang Du Mu's several trees are newly opened with green shadows, and they are fascinated by spring by their amorous feelings.

yiyi's old country, Fan Chuan, hates it, half covering the village bridge and half blowing the stream. The willow and Tang dynasties swayed and provoked the wind, and the embankment was soft and silky.

if you are strong, you will know; if you are weak, you will find it hard to hold on. Learn to dance branches and turn sleeves, showing makeup leaves and eyebrows.

how to climb, bosom friend and poem. A cage of gold thread bends a bridge in Han Wo, Liutang, and several children have damaged her waist.

but the spirit and the standard are there, spring is still long. Liu Tang and Han Cong broke the cui strips in the willow songs, and moved far away to the Golden Temple to plant the blue clouds.

The ladies-in-waiting in Shangyang have a voice to send them off. If they are not angry, they will dance and slim down first. In Liu Tang and Han Dynasty, all the snow was watered, and the shadows were dim, and the warm wind was late and the early warbler returned.

if the thin leaves are used to keep the spring color, the long strips must be tied down. Pengze is still depressed, and the Sui embankment has no owner and is reluctant.

In the world, people hate this, but pedestrians give little. Han Wo, who was in the willow-chanting Tang Dynasty, couldn't resist the rain and dragged the wind, and his whole body was unable to hang down to people.

when the jade fiber is folded and given away, it is like Guanyin's hand. He Zhizhang Jasper in the Yongliu Tang Dynasty was dressed as a tree with ten thousand green silk tapestries hanging down.

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Liu Tang Li Jiao Yang Liu Yu is dense, and the golden embankment is always green.

the flowers in front of the courtyard are like snow, and the leaves between the buildings are like clouds. The column is divided into dragon shadows, and Fangchi writes phoenix articles.

why do you play the short flute? You think you are a gentleman. In the weeping willow Tang Dynasty, Li Shangyin lived in a graceful small garden, and was graceful to the east of Quchi.

all the worshippers hang down to the ground, and the fairy clothes are full of wind. The seven sages would rather occupy bamboo, and the three products are loose.

heartbroken spirit and temple, the first imperial jade seat is empty. In the Liu and Tang Dynasties, Li Shangyin's snow in the south of the Yangtze River and the north of the Yangtze River began to disappear.

The guest's hand has climbed on Ba 'an, and the Chu Palace dances her waist first. Qingming brings rain to the official road, and the wind blows the wild bridge in the evening.

if the thread is like silk, it will be a long way for Wang Sun to return. In Liu and Tang Dynasties, Li Shangyin once danced with the east wind, and enjoyed a trip to the Spring Garden.

how can I be willing to bring the setting sun and cicada to the clear autumn day? The topic Liu Tang Li Zhong turned away from the pavilion, and the spring was full of hands.

flowers are not gorgeous, but soft and affectionate. The moon is caught in the river, and the wind shakes the wild warbler.

at the end of March on the Sui Dyke, I want to fly freely. A cluster of blue smoke locks the jade building in Luo Yin, Liutang, with a half-hanging column and a half-hanging ditch.

next year, there will be new articles, and the spring breeze will not stop. Liu Tang mu you was given a gift by you in ancient times, and was reborn several times.

Five trees lean against the Yuan Ming House, and thousands of trees hang low over Taiwei Camp. There is smoke and jade in the water, and the warblers stay in the wind and rain.

The presence of the Sui Emperor's Dyke made the songs sound at that time. In Liu and Tang Dynasties, Pei Shuo brushed the dangerous building high and brushed the dust low, while Baqiao climbed a He Pin.

thinking is a heartless tree, and you don't understand how to welcome people but give them away. Wu Rong, a poet in the Liu and Tang Dynasties, was a land of warblers and did not teach flowers as matchmakers.

be careful with the rain, but only love the wind. It's good to brush the brocade barrier, but don't cover the bronze sparrow terrace.

there are thousands of trees in baling, and we will leave each other at dusk. Liu Tang Xu Huan's lonely gold bars lead slightly, and they report the spring return first every year.

untie the cage and spread the fragrance, instead of chasing the flowers. Singing birds makes cicadas look disappointed, dancing smoke shakes water.

after five famous pottery plants, it is rare to see the glory of the species. In the willow-chanting Tang Dynasty, Xue Feng, a weak plant, was frightened by the wind and hurt himself, and his thoughts were melodious at dusk.

I have gone with the wind to compete with the purple stranger, and dared to stroke Zhu Lan to compete for short and long. Flying and dancing, flapping like snow and frost.

Mo Lingqi's road climbs frequently, and gradually plans to hang the shade to the painting hall. Ting Liu Tang Yao is a willow branch, and when the porch is mixed, it hangs.

yin intercourse is always * * * dense, and each stripe is appropriate. Because dependence seems permanent, it hurts more to tie the knot.

love this sunny spring scenery, and the autumn wind will not blow. Liu Tang, Zhang Xu, Zhuo Zhuo, smoked the ground, and the city side of the building was full of spring thoughts.

Please take a closer look at the romantic feelings. You have not lost the spirit and the time in the temple. Liutang Zheng Gu half smoke and half rain river bridge, reflecting apricot in Taoshan Road.

you will leave people with infinite intentions, and a thousand things will stir up the spring breeze. 5. Poems about lovers

and Jade Bird's Tanabata Poems soar to the sky for nine nights, birds and magpies say goodbye to each other in the Milky Way, cowherd and weaver girl meet in tears on July 7, and the sunset refuses to sing a farewell song in the western hills. No one has ever opened the horizon of the Milky Way and missed each other.

magpie builds a bridge of love and righteousness, and rain says goodbye to sorrow. Tanabata Poems Rain and Wind Tanabata Night-Whispering Tanabata, ancient and modern poets used to chant the stars, the moon and sadness.

although I was born late, I have seen through the cold world. Love is also empty, and let's "wave the wind at the bottom of the sleeve."

it's night, and the wind and rain outside the window are gloomy. I sit alone in my humble room, listening to a song called "The Fate of the Dust" and synthesizing a poem, which makes me feel all over the world and has a unique charm. It is a book on paper.

lie down after finishing. Sad to sleep.

the seventh day of July. Xiao zhi Ji

There are ink clouds in the clear sky at sunset, which hinder lovers for no reason. How many good nights do you spend in your life? Tears pour down for another year.

it's been a long time since the Chinese Valentine's Day, and it's not new to be cold. Over the years, I have been used to reading alone, regardless of sunny or rainy days. Tanabata-one of the screams, a paper book can't be sent, and I travel long and slowly.

it's rough when climbing the peak and setting the sun, and it's half-moon when stepping on the shore. Wealth and fame are like Xiao Shui, and children in our country are like duckweeds.

The annual Qixi Festival is half sentimental and half forgetful. On Tanabata (Tang), a magpie bridge runs across Xu Ning, and a thousand sounds of Yu Pei pass Lingling.

There are old guests who leave, and it's not as good as a river drum star to look down. Tanabata drunk answer Jundong (Ming) Tang Xianzu Yu Mingtang spring Cuiping, new words sung "Peony Pavilion".

I beat my heart out all over the place, and I pinched Tan Mark to teach Xiao Ling. In the autumn evening (Tang Dynasty), Du Mu red candle Qiu Guang painted a cold screen, waving a small fan to fly fireflies.

The night in day order is as cool as water. Sit and watch Petunia and Vega. The Chinese Valentine's Eve female song (Jin) Anonymous gracefu never ends in the evening, a farewell anniversary.

Silkworms don't make cocoons, but hang silk all night. Han Zhuang Zhazhou is in the middle of Qixi Festival (Qing Dynasty), Yao Xie Mulan paddles lotus flower country, and sings the hall red and the air is cool at night.

The smoke is out of the water outside Liusi Lake, and the mountain eyebrows are blue and the moon eyebrows are yellow. One of the nineteen ancient poems (Han) is an anonymous Altair, a female in Jiaojiao River.

touch your hands with fine fibers, and work on the loom. All day long, there is no chapter, and tears are like rain.

the rivers and rivers are clear and shallow, which is quite different. Between the water and the water, the pulse is speechless.

? On Tanabata (the Five Dynasties and the Later Tang Dynasty), Yang Pu didn't know what it meant, so he had to invite the Weaver Girl to make a golden shuttle. Every year, begging is clever with the world, but there are many ingenious ways.

Ancient meaning (Tang Dynasty) Vega by the river in Meng Jiao led the cowherd by the river. I haven't crossed the shallow water, but I look at each other from a distance.

On Tanabata (Tang Dynasty), Quan Deyu's crossing the Queqiao Bridge today should be different from the pulse and distance. My family likes to open makeup mirrors and wear needles for nine nights under the moon.

Chinese Valentine's Day (Tang) in another country Meng Haoran's hometown meets Chinese Valentine's Day, and the hotel is full of worries. I don't see a woman who wears a needle, but I have an empty mind.

when the warm breeze begins to cool down, the new moon begins to fall. Who can bear to peek at the river man and ask about the bullfight?

it's easy for the Tang people to thread the needle to the moon on Qixi, but it's difficult to straighten the thread in the breeze. I don't know who is clever, Mingyue, try it.

tanabata (Tang) Bai Juyi