Poetry describing a sweetheart

The poem describing silently waiting for your sweetheart is as follows:

1. If life is just like the first meeting, why is the autumn wind sad to draw a fan. ——Nalan Xingde's "Mulan Ci·Cambodian Friends of the Ancient Juejue Ci"

2. The flowers fall and the water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. ——Li Qingzhao's "A Cut of Plum Blossoms, Autumn with the Fragrance of Red Lotus Roots and Remaining Jade Mats"

3. The spring breeze is so proud that horses have hoof disease and can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day. ——Meng Jiao's "After Admission"

4. Last night the west wind withered the green trees. Climb a tall building alone and look out to the end of the world. ——Yan Shu's "Butterfly Loves Flowers·Chrysanthemums on the threshold are worried about smoke orchids and weep with dew"

5. Returning the king's pearls shed tears, wishing they could not meet again when they were not married. ——Zhang Ji's "Yan of a Chaste Woman· A Letter to Master Li Sikong in Dongping"

6. Spring is late in the lonely empty court, and the pear blossoms are all over the ground and the door is closed. ——Liu Fangping's "Spring Resentment"

7. Searching and searching, deserted and miserable. ——Li Qingzhao's "Slow Voice·Xun Xun Mi Mi"

8. Looking at the sky at dawn and the clouds at dusk, I think of you when I walk, and I miss you when I sit. ——Tang Yin's "A Cut of Plum Blossoms·The Rain Beats the Pear Blossoms and the Door Is Closed"

9. Missing you is like the full moon, and the brightness decreases every night. ——Zhang Jiuling "Fu comes from the king"

10. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I only lower my eyebrows, but it is in my heart. ——Li Qingzhao's "A Cut of Plum Blossoms, Autumn with the Fragrance of Red Lotus Roots and Residual Jade Mat"

11. The wind in the willow garden is calm, people sleep in the daytime, and people who sleep in the daytime are still in the willow garden. ——Su Shi's "Bodhisattva Barbarian·Passionate about Xia's Boudoir's Grudge"

12. Suddenly seeing the color of willows on the street, I regret teaching my husband and son-in-law to find a title. ——Wang Changling's "Girlfriend's Grudge"

13. The sky is as cold as water at night, and I lie down to watch Altair and Vega. ——Du Mu's "Autumn Evening"

14. Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and her heart will be filled with blue sea and blue sky every night.

——Li Shangyin's "Chang'e"