Poetry describing unattainable love

The Book of Songs, National Style and Qin Feng

The Millennium is frost.

The so-called Iraqis are on the water side.

Tracing back from it, the road resistance is long;

Swim back from it, in the middle of the water

It's been a long time, and it hasn't changed for thousands of years.

The so-called Iraqis are in the water.

Tracing back from it, the road is blocked and embarrassing;

Swim back from the inside and swim in the water.

Jia Jian is picking, and the white dew is not finished.

The so-called Iraqis are in the water.

Tracing back from it, the road is blocked and right;

Swim back from the inside and swim in the water.

"Acacia was written in ancient times, and there is no such thing as' Jiaxu'."

The so-called acacia, hope but not, see but not; Although you work hard and give everything you want, you will never get it. So the faint feelings are beyond words. I smell string songs, and the string stops and the sound is in my ears; After reading "Jia Jian" today, the article stops here, and the rest of my feelings never leave.