1. Poems about soldiers missing their wives
There is no colorful phoenix flying in the body, but there is a clear understanding in the heart.
——Li Shangyin's "Untitled"
Ten years of life and death are so vast that they cannot be forgotten without thinking.
——Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi"
I don't regret that my clothes are getting wider and wider, and I feel haggard because of the beauty.
——Liu Yong's "Butterfly Loves Flowers"
The relationship between life and death is broad, as explained by Zicheng. Hold your son's hand and grow old together.
—— "The Book of Songs"
If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night?
—— Qin Guan
Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud
—— Yuan Zhen
How about a flowering tree Let you meet me at my most beautiful moment. For this, I have been praying before the Buddha for five hundred years, begging him to let us form a mortal relationship.
——Xi Murong's "A Flowering Tree"
The sky never grows old, but love never ends. Heart like dual screen, there Chien knot.
——Zhang Xian's "Qianqiu Sui"
In the sky, I would like to be a winged bird, and on the ground, I would like to be a branch of trees
——Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" 2. Soldiers Poems about missing my wife
I don’t have the wings of a colorful phoenix, but I have a clear mind.
——Li Shangyin's "Untitled" Ten years of life and death are so vast that they cannot be forgotten without thinking. ——Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi" The belt is getting wider and wider, but I don't regret it at all. I feel haggard for Yi.
——Liu Yong's "Butterfly Loves Flowers" There is a broad agreement between life and death, as explained by Zicheng. Hold your son's hand and grow old together.
——"The Book of Songs" If the love between two people lasts for a long time, how can they stay together day and night? ——Qin Guan Once upon a time, the sea was difficult for water, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud. ——Yuan Zhen How did a flowering tree make you meet me, at my most beautiful moment. For this, I have been praying in front of the Buddha for five hundred years, begging him to let you We have a mortal relationship.
——Xi Murong's "A Blooming Tree" The sky never grows old, but love never ends. Heart like dual screen, there Chien knot.
——Zhang Xian's "Qianqiu Sui" I wish to be a winged bird in the sky, and a branch of trees on the ground. ——Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow". 3. Recommend a few poems about "Missing My Wife"
1. Ten years of life and death are so vast that you will never forget them without thinking about them. ——Su Shi, Northern Song Dynasty, "Jiangchengzi·Dreams on the night of the 20th day of the first lunar month of Yimao"
2. Only if you don't love lovesickness in your life will you love lovesickness, which will harm lovesickness. ——Xu Zaisi, Yuan Dynasty, "She Gui Ling·Spring Love"
3. Enter my lovesickness gate and know that I am lovesick in pain. ——Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty, "Three Five Seven Words/Autumn Wind Ci"
4. If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night? ——Qin Guan, Northern Song Dynasty, "Magpie Bridge Immortal·Xianyun Nongqiao"
5. When the ends of the earth are limited, there is only endless love. Song Dynasty Yan Shu's "Spring in the Jade House·Spring Hate"
6. The fallen flower man is independent, and the weak and swift swallows fly together. ——Song Dynasty Yan Jidao's "Linjiang Immortal: High Locks on the Tower after Dream"
7. The night comes with a deep dream and suddenly returns home. Small Xuan window. Dressing up. They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. ——Su Shi, Northern Song Dynasty, "Jiangchengzi·Dreams on the night of the 20th day of the first lunar month of Yimao"
8. Change my heart and yours, and then we will know each other and remember each other deeply. ——Gu Kui of the Tang Dynasty, "Revelation of Heartfelt Love: Where Will You Go in the Everlasting Night"
9. Life is about coming back, and death is about longing for lovesickness. ——Anonymous "Leaving a Farewell Wife"
10. The heart is like a double mesh with thousands of knots in it.
——Zhang Xian, Song Dynasty, "Thousand Years Old·Several Sounds"