Five-character ancient poems about love

I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. zhidao The fortune teller misses you every day without seeing you, and drinks water from the Yangtze River.

When will this water stop, and when will this hatred end?

I only hope that your heart will be like mine, and that you will be dedicated and live up to your love.

——Bu Suanzi·I live at the head of the Yangtze River

The swallow grass is like blue silk, and the green branches of Qin mulberry are low.

When the king returns home in pregnancy, it is the day when the concubine has a broken heart.

If you don’t know the spring breeze, why should you enter the Luo curtain?

——Li Bai's "Spring Thoughts"