1. Cut off the flowers when they are in bloom. Don’t wait until there are no flowers left to cut off the branches!
2. The pearls shed tears when they return to the king, and they wish they had met before they were married.
3. Du Dao is a good match between gold and jade. I only remember the alliance between wood and stone. Facing the sky, you can see the crystal clear snow in the mountains; never forget the lonely forest in the fairyland.
4. The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. There is no sunshine but there is sunshine.
5. It is useless to think of lovesickness, but it is pure madness to feel melancholy.
6. Who can complain about loneliness? Even as a preface, it’s always an easy task.
7. Red beans grow in the south, and a few branches will appear in spring. I hope you will pick more of them, this is the most loved thing.
8. I sincerely know that everyone has this hatred, and poor couples suffer from everything.
9. There are thousands of lovesicknesses in one inch, and there is no place in the world to arrange them.
10. The fallen flower man is independent, and the little swift bird flies together.
11. After seeing each other again, we meet again and share our dreams with you.
12. Love is as deep as the ocean, and past events are as far away as the sky.
13. The dew on a branch is fragrant, and the clouds and rain in Wushan are in vain.
14. There is no colorful phoenix flying wings in the body, but there is a clear understanding in the heart.
15. Guan Guan Jujiu, in the river island. A graceful lady, a gentleman is fond of quarrels. There are various water plants flowing left and right.
16. I wish to be a winged bird in heaven, and a twig on earth. As time goes by, this hatred will last forever!
17. Holding hands and looking into teary eyes, I was speechless and choked.
18. The most beautiful thing is that it cannot be retained in this world.
19. Spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and wax torches will turn to ashes before their tears dry up.
20. When will we know each other when we miss each other? It's embarrassing to be at this point in the night.
21. There is love and infatuation in life, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon.
22. The sorrow of separation gradually becomes infinite, and the distance continues like spring water.
23. Passion has hurt parting since ancient times. It’s even more embarrassing to miss the Qingqiu Festival.
24. It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet. The east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. The spring silkworm's silk will not be used up until it dies, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes.
Twenty-five, we are married as husband and wife, and our love is unquestionable.
Twenty-six, only the moon in the spring garden is sentimental, just like falling flowers for people who have left.
Twenty-seven, people's affection has become less affectionate, and now they are really not affectionate.
Twenty-eight, lovesickness is without words, so don’t waste your tears on the flower paper.
Twenty-nine, if my heart is replaced by yours, we will know each other deeply and remember each other deeply.
Thirty, I have been missing you all night, and suddenly I came to the window and suspected it was you.
Thirty-one, today or tomorrow, I will meet this beloved man.
Thirty-two, the water smoke sinks in the beast's furnace, and the remaining flowers in the green marsh are written line by line in the biography of lovesickness.
Thirty-three, this feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss at the time.
Thirty-four. The crowd looked for him thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, he was in a dimly lit place.
Thirty-five, there is no need to die if you have achieved success. I am willing to be a mandarin duck and not envy the immortals.
Thirty-six. People are like clouds flowing into the river after the wind, and feelings are like the wadding stuck to the ground after the rain.
Thirty-seven, the clothes are getting wider and wider, but I don’t regret it at all. I feel haggard because of Yi.
Thirty-eight. You are like dust on the road, and I am like muddy cement. They rise and fall in different ways. When will they meet in harmony?
Thirty-nine. Only if you don’t miss lovesickness in your life, you will miss lovesickness, which will harm lovesickness.
40. Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud.
41. The poor bones by the Wuding River are like those in a spring boudoir dream.
42. To open up Hongmeng, who is the lover? All just for the romantic love.
Forty-three, ask the world, what is love, directly teach the promise of life and death.
44. If there is no hatred in your eyes, you don’t believe that there are white heads in the world.
Forty-five, we are of the same mind but separated, and we end up in sorrow.
Forty-six. Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud. I look back lazily at the flowers, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king.
Forty-seven, Yu Shen Yan Yao Tianya Road, began to believe that separation in the world is painful.
Forty-eight. I know that my love will always be there when I am here, and I look forward to the sound of the water at the head of the river.
49. Life has been full of love and obsession since ancient times, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon.
Fifty, don’t come to the half-year-old music book, an inch away from the intestines with thousands of knots.
51. If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night?
Fifty-two, the bright moon does not know the pain of separation and hatred, and the slanting light penetrates Zhuhu at dawn.
53. May I be like a star and you are like the moon, with bright and clear light every night; I will not grow old together with you, but I will only be with you until dawn.
Fifty-four, searching and searching, deserted, miserable and miserable. This time, how could there be such a thing as "sorrow"?
Fifty-five, asking what love is in the world is a matter of life and death. Asking for lovers, flowers bloom and fall, it is the feather fan silk scarf created by nature.
Fifty-six. Do you know that the exquisite dice and the red beans make people miss each other deeply?
Fifty-seven, the agreement between life and death is broad, and it is said with Zicheng. Hold your hand and grow old together.
Fifty-eight, the flowers float and the water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart.
Fifty-nine. If you see a beautiful woman, you will never forget it. If you don’t see her for a day, you will miss her like crazy.
Sixty, life is the time to come back, death is the longing for love. Poems expressing romantic love (40)
1. The sycamore tree and the rain at midnight mean separation and love are bitter. Leaf by leaf, sound by sound, the air drips into the sky.
2. If we can still maintain the sweetness of love after getting married, we will be in heaven on earth.
3. The human face is nowhere to be seen, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.
4. How can we live together but not die in the world?
5. Waiting is the first aging in life.
6. One is the fairy flower of Langyuan, and the other is the flawless jade. If you say there is no romance, you will meet him again in this life; if you say there is a romance, how can you end up lying?
7. The two years of life and death are vast. If you don’t think about it, you will never forget it.
8. If there is no hatred in your eyes, you don’t believe that there are white heads in the world.
9. When the universe is approaching absolute zero, the explosion of stars is the only force supporting it. When I am approaching absolute zero, your love is the only thing that supports me.
10. Where to wake up tonight, on the bank of willows, with the dawn wind and the waning moon.
11. Even if the years pass by, I hope that the love between you and me will last forever and remain unchanged. Don't let time dilute the wine of love, don't let distance pull away the hand of longing.
12. Even if you spend a thousand gold to buy a gift, who will complain about this?
Thirteen. Ten years of life and death are so vast. If you don’t think about it, you will never forget it.
14. I sincerely know that everyone has this hatred, and poor and lowly couples suffer from everything.
15. The water smoke sinks in the beast's furnace, and the remaining flowers in the green marsh are written line by line in the biography of lovesickness.
16. Where I look at my husband, the river turns into stone and I don’t look back. On the top of the mountain, it is windy and rainy every day, and the stone responds to the words of travelers returning.
17. When was the last time you fell asleep with a smile?
Eighteen, ten years of life and death are boundless, without thinking, unforgettable, thousands of miles away in a lonely tomb, with no place to express desolation.
Nineteen, a thousand years of dreams, in the blink of an eye, the past is as light as water and smoke. The song ends, the people disperse, and it has been a thousand years since the old dream awakened.
20. Love is as deep as the ocean, and past events are as far away as the sky.
21. Love is as deep as the ocean, and past events are as far away as the sky. Thousands of tears are shed, which makes people sad and heartbroken. To see without cause, it will be difficult to fight. If there was no predestined relationship in the previous life, we will wait for reconnection and make a wish in the next life.
22. At night, I am the moon, escorting you into sleep. In the morning, I am the creek, singing happily beside you. For you, my love burns brighter.
Twenty-three, the beauty rolls up the bead curtain and sits deeply with frowning eyebrows. But seeing wet tears, I don’t know who I hate.
24. The bright eyes you cast on me from the darkness are like a breeze, sending a shiver through the water waves and blowing to the hazy shore.
Twenty-five, there is no colorful phoenix flying wings in the body, but there is a clear understanding in the heart.
26. This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss at that time.
Twenty-seven, like flowers and beautiful families, the years pass like a fleeting time. You can go back to the past, but you can't go back to the beginning.
Twenty-eight, can you bear to pay thousands of dollars for a smile? After all, missing each other is not as good as meeting each other.
Twenty-nine, the acacia tree talks about lovesickness, and Silang hates it and does not know it.
Thirty, people's affection has become less affectionate, and now they are really not affectionate.
Thirty-one, don’t come to the half-year-old music book, an inch away from the intestines, thousands of knots.
Thirty-two, hold your hand and grow old together with your son.
Thirty-three, the depth of the sea in humanity is not half as deep as lovesickness. There is still an end to the sea water, and there is no limit to the longing for love. Carrying the harp on a high building, the building is full of moonlight. Playing the love song, the strings suddenly broke.
Thirty-four, he should not be obsessed with love in his life, there is no place in the world for lovesickness.
Thirty-five, I will keep my eyes open all night long to repay you for not raising my eyebrows in my life.
Thirty-six, enter my lovesickness door and know that my lovesickness is painful.
Thirty-seven. Since ancient times, passion has hurt parting, and even more embarrassingly, it left the Qingqiu Festival in the cold.
Thirty-eight. Thinking of you is like running water, there is no end to it.
Thirty-nine, Guan Guan Jujiu, in the river island. A graceful lady, a gentleman is a good man.
Forty. Don’t wait until you are older to consider love. The singing in the morning will seem boring if you listen to it at noon. Poems expressing loyal love (69)
1. He should never be infatuated with love, and there is no place in the world for lovesickness.
2. The parting words are sent again diligently, and there is an oath in the words that the two hearts know each other.
3. If you see a beautiful woman, you will never forget her. If you don’t see her for a day, you will miss her like crazy.
4. The journey is long and the soul is in pain. The dream soul cannot reach Guanshan Mountain. The longing for lovesickness is heartbreaking.
5. The fallen flower man is independent, and the little swift bird flies together.
6. Love is as deep as the ocean, and past events are as far away as the sky.
7. May I be like a star, like the moon, and the light will be bright and clear every night.
8. I was about to tell you the date of my return, but Chun Rong swallowed it hard before saying anything.
9. Once upon a time, everything was difficult to overcome, except Wushan.
10. Hatred is not as good as tide and faith. When you miss each other, you will realize that the sea is not deep.
11. The spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and the wax torch will turn to ashes before their tears dry up.
12. The stars look like they are not last night, for whom the wind and dew set the midnight sun.
13. We are married as husband and wife, and our love is unquestionable.
14. If there is no hatred in your eyes, you don’t believe that there are white heads in the world.
15. If you want to send colorful notes and rulers, you will know where the mountains are and the rivers are vast.
16. Even if you shed tears, your ability will eventually show its traces. If you have many words, it is difficult to express your regrets without words.
17. The sorrow of separation gradually becomes infinite, and the distance continues like spring water.
18. The passing of years should be a time of good times and good times. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them?
19. The bright moon does not know the pain of separation and hatred, and the slanting light penetrates Zhuhu at dawn.
20. After seeing each other again, we meet again and share our dreams with you.
21. If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night?
Twenty-two, Guan Guan Jujiu, in the river island. A graceful lady, a gentleman is a good man.
Twenty-three, the concubine is like a mountain in the mountains, but the man is like a stone and the Buddha has no intention.
24. In the heart of spring, don’t let flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray.
25. Looking back on your loving kindness makes me burst into tears.
26. Looking for a good dream is hard to come by. Who knows how I feel at this moment? Tears fell in front of the pillow, rain fell in front of the curtain, and dripped into the morning through the window.
Twenty-seven, I will keep my eyes open all night long to repay you for not raising my eyebrows in my life.
Twenty-eight, I would like to return a bowl of merciless tears to you, and I wish I could meet you before I shaved my head.
29. When the ends of the earth are limited, there is only endless love.
Thirty, the bonus is easy to fade like a man's will, and the water flow is infinite like Nong's sorrow.
31. I wish to be a winged bird in the sky, and a twig on the ground.
Thirty-two. There are endless tears of lovesickness and red beans thrown away, and endless spring willows and spring flowers fill the painting building.
Thirty-three, I asked the flowers with tears in my eyes and said nothing, and the red flowers flew across the swing.
Thirty-four, people's affection has become less affectionate, and now they are really not affectionate.
Thirty-five, ruthlessness is not as painful as sentimentality, an inch is like thousands of strands.
Thirty-six. There is love and infatuation in life, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon.
Thirty-seven. There is no colorful phoenix flying wings in the body, but there is a clear understanding in the heart.
Thirty-eight, the heart of remembering the king is like the water of the West River, flowing eastward day and night without rest.
Thirty-nine, don’t come to the half-year-old music book, an inch away from the intestines, thousands of knots.
Forty, my heart is so broken that I cannot change it. My heart is so powerful that I can't take it away.
Forty-one, the moonlight night is a curtain of dreams, and the spring breeze is full of tenderness.
42. Separation from hatred is like spring grass, and you will still be alive if you go further.
Forty-three, passion has hurt parting since ancient times. It’s even more embarrassing to miss the Qingqiu Festival.
Forty-four, sycamore trees, rain in the middle of the night, unreasonable separation and true suffering. Leaf by leaf, sound by sound, the air drips into the sky.
Forty-five, he should not be obsessed with love in his life. There is no place in the world for lovesickness.
46. The eternity of heaven and earth will eventually come to an end, and this hatred will last forever.
Forty-seven, lovesickness is without words, so don’t waste your tears on the flower paper.
48. When we see each other, we feel like we are not seeing each other. How can being affectionate be like being ruthless?
Forty-nine, only the moon in the spring garden is sentimental, just like falling flowers for people who have left.
Fifty, love is afraid of lovesickness. Looking forward to the long embankment, the grass is all red. It's so sad that it's moving, it's blue and falling in the yellow spring, it's hard to find two places.
Fifty-one, the water smoke sinks in the beast's furnace, and the remaining flowers in the green marsh are written line by line in the biography of lovesickness.
Fifty-two, the thin figure is self-pitying in the autumn water, you must pity me and I pity you.
Fifty-three, I don’t know that my soul is dead, and there are only dreams accompanying me. No one knows except the moon in the sky.
Fifty-four, knowing that love will always be there when you are here, looking at the sound of the water at the head of the river.
Fifty-five, the agreement between life and death is broad, and it is said to Zicheng. Hold your hand and grow old together.
Fifty-six. Only if you don’t miss lovesickness in your life will you miss lovesickness, which will harm lovesickness.
Fifty-seven, I miss you all day long, and I am exhausted for you, and there are hundreds of flowers.
Fifty-eight, ask the world, what is love, directly teach life and death.
Fifty-nine, stop saying that half a piece of paper has no weight, and I can bear all the sorrow of separation.
60. People are like clouds flowing into the river after the wind, and their feelings are like the wadding stuck to the ground after the rain.
61. Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers.
Sixty-two, the poor bones by the Wuding River are like those in a spring boudoir dream.
Sixty-three, the geese are in the clouds and the fish are in the water. It is difficult to convey this feeling of melancholy.
Sixty-four. Holding hands and looking into teary eyes, I was speechless and choked.
Sixty-five. Missing you is like a bright candle, burning your heart and bringing tears to your eyes.
Sixty-six. Entering my lovesickness gate, you know that my lovesickness is painful. Long lovesickness brings long memories, but short lovesickness brings endless memories.
Sixty-seven, the two are in the same mood after a desolate farewell, the most overwhelming is the moonlight.
Sixty-eight, we are of the same mind but separated, and we end up in sorrow.
Sixty-nine, there are thousands of lovesickness in one inch, and there is no place in the world to arrange it. Love poems expressing love (70)
1. The clothes are getting wider and wider, but I will never regret it. ——Liu Yong's "Feng Qitong"
2. Among the heroes of the world, between you and Cao, who among the remaining sons can win the wine cup? ——Liu Kezhuang's "Qinyuanchun·Meng Furuo"
3. If you want to send colorful notes and rulers, you will know where the mountains and rivers are. ——Yan Shu's "Magpies Stepping on the Branches"
4. Since the king came out, the bright mirror and the dark will not cure it. Missing you is like running water, there is no end to it. ——Xu Qian's "Thoughts on the Chamber"
5. Desolate farewell, the last two echoes, the most overwhelming is the moonlight. ——Nalan Xingde's "Yu Meiren"
6. Talking about a gentleman, warming him like jade, in his wooden house, disturbs my heart. ——"Qin Feng·Xiaorong"
7. I asked you why it is so easy to say goodbye, how many moons can be seen in a year. ——Nalan Xingde's "Bodhisattva Barbarian·Ask you why you should take parting lightly"
8. The Qiang Guan is covered with frost, people are sleepless, and the general's hair is white and his husband is in tears. ——Fan Zhongyan's "Fishermen's Proud Autumn Thoughts"
9. If you don't write diligently when you miss me, my words will be determined after you say goodbye. ——Wang Shouren's "Two Poems Sent to Longli Road by Various Sects"
10. Farewell to the half-year-old music book Jue, one inch separated from the intestines has tens of thousands of knots. ——Wei Zhuang's "Ying Tianchang"
11. I miss you all day long, and I am exhausted for you, and there are hundreds of flowers. ——Wen Tingyun's "Four Songs from Nan Gezi"
12. Going in and out of your arms, the breeze blows. ——Ban Jieyu's "Song of Resentment"
13. Asking about lovesickness, looking in the mirror tomorrow, Xiaoxiao hair. ——Yan Yu's "Man Jiang Hong·Send Liao Shuren to Que"
14. My husband died on the battlefield with his son in his belly, but my body remains like a candle in the day. ——Zhang Ji's "Wife's Resentment"
15. The heart of remembering the king is like the water of the West River, flowing eastward day and night without rest. ——Yu Xuanji "Jianling's Sorrow and Hope"
16. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. ——Li Qingzhao's "A Cut of Plum Blossoms, the Fragrance of Red Lotus Roots and the Remaining Jade Mat in Autumn"
17. The autumn scenery comes to the empty boudoir, sweeping the sycamore leaves at night. ——Xia Wanchun's "Businessman·Autumn Colors Arrive in the Empty Boudoir"
18. A virgin is noble and loyal to her husband, and the same goes for sacrificing her life. ——Meng Jiao's "Lie Nu Cao"
19. This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss at the time. ——Li Shangyin's "Jin Se"
20. I only hope that your heart will be like mine, and you will live up to your love. ——Li Zhiyi's "Business Operator"
21. The red beans are unbearable to look at, and their eyes are filled with tears of lovesickness. ——Niu Xiji's "Shengchazi·The Crescent Moon Is Like an Eyebrow"
22. I miss you for a long time, I hate you for a long time, and my hatred will not stop until I return. ——Bai Juyi's "Long Love"
23. It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, because the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. ——Li Shangyin's "Untitled"
Twenty-four, Junge Yang rebelled against his son, and my concubine persuaded Xinfeng to drink wine. ——Li Bai's "Yang Bei'er"
Twenty-five, the moonlight night is a curtain of dreams, and the spring breeze is full of tenderness. ——Qin Guan's "Eight-Six Sons"
26. I have been missing you forever, and I will curse you all the time. ——Sichuan prostitute "Magpie Bridge Immortal·Speaking of Alliance and Swearing"
Twenty-seven, one line is written in the biography of lovesickness. ——Zhang Kejiu's "Sai Hongqiu·Spring Love"
Twenty-eight, weeping in the dim light with wet hands, I heard that the neighbor's husband had returned. ——Yu Xuanji's "Girlfriend's Grudge"
29. The heart is like a double mesh with thousands of knots in it. ——Zhang Xian's "Thousand Years Old"
Thirty. One night of lovesickness, the waterside is clear and shallow, and the branches are thin. ——Chen Liang's "Dian Lips·Ode to the Plum Moon"
Thirty-one, the king chooses the color of jade and sleeps on the golden screen. ——Li Bai's "Songs of Resentment"
Thirty-two, hating each other is not as good as having faith in the tide. When you miss each other, you will realize that the sea is not deep. ——Bai Juyi's "Lang Tao Sha"
Thirty-three, you are as clear as road dust, and I am as muddy as cement. ——Cao Zhi's "The Moon on a High Building"
Thirty-four. Who do you want to describe lovesickness like? A lover doesn't know. ——Yan Jidao's "Long Acacia·Long Acacia"
Thirty-five, there is no fate in the previous life, waiting to be reunited, and making wishes in the next life. ——Le Wan's "Bu Suanzi·An Shi"
Thirty-six, this song is intended to be passed on by no one. I would like to send it to Yan Ran with the spring breeze, recalling that you are far away from me in the blue sky. ——Li Bai's "Three Songs of Sauvignon Blanc·Part
Thirty-seven. When the mandarin ducks are both white-headed, they are three thousand miles south of the Yangtze River and north of the Yangtze River.
——He Zhu's "Cherishing the remaining spring·Hard rain harvests the spring"
Thirty-eight, long lovesickness, heartbreaking! ——Li Bai's "Sauvignon Blanc·Qi"
Thirty-nine, there was a time when the sea was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud. ——Yuan Zhen's "Five Poems of Lisi"
Forty, these years have passed, which should be a good time and good scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them? ——Liu Yong's "Yulin Bell"
41. I know that my love will always be there, and I look forward to the sound of the river at the head of the river. ——Li Shangyin's "Wandering Alone in Qujiang in Late Autumn"
Forty-two, lovesickness is as deep as the sea, and old things are as far away as the sky. ——Le Wan's "Divination"
43. No matter where you look at the same acupuncture point, it will be even harder to predict his destiny. ——Yuan Zhen's "Three Poems of Sorrow and Feelings"
Forty-four, there are thousands of lovesickness in one inch. ——Li Guan's "Die Lian Hua·Spring Evening"
Forty-five, after seeing each other again, we meet again, and we have the same dreams as you. ——Yan Jidao's "Three Poems on Partridges in the Sky·Qi"
Forty-six, when all the floating flowers and ripples are gone, I will be alone with you. ——Su Shi's "Congratulations to the Bridegroom·Xia Jing"
Forty-seven, the fallen flower man is independent, and the Wei Yuyan flies together. ——Yan Jidao's "Two Poems of Linjiang Immortal·Qi"
Forty-eight, if you don't show your kindness, how can you rely on your humble concubine? ——Cao Zhi's "The Moon on a High Building"
Forty-nine, it spins open, spins down, and spins into the sky, white hair is more cherished by many lovers. ——Sikong Tu "Jiuquanzi·Purchased Apricot Blossoms"
Fifty-April was the day last year when I said goodbye to you. ——Wei Zhuang, "Nvguanzi·April"
Fifty-one, change my heart for yours, and then we will know each other and remember each other deeply. ——Gu Xun's "Revelation of Heartfelt Feelings"
Fifty-two, I miss my return but can't get it, so I write this to thank my lover. ——Li Bai "Send Qie Ang to Banzhong"
53. I only hope that your heart will be like mine, and you will live up to your love. ——Li Zhiyi's "Bu Shuzi·I Live at the Head of the Yangtze River"
Fifty-four, taking a lazy look back at Huacong, half of them are destined to practice Taoism and half to be kings. ——Yuan Zhen's "Five Poems on Lisi·Qi"
Fifty-five, it is not easy to cut off the worldly fate, but the swallow remains, softly stepping on the curtain hook. ——Nalan Xingde's "Die Lian Hua·Hard work is the most pity for the moon in the sky"
Fifty-six, I am afraid of breaking the red, but there is still the word "lovesickness", how can I see it. ——Zhou Bangyan's "Six Chou·Falling Flowers"
Fifty-seven, the king is regarded as a rock, the concubine is regarded as a pampas grass, the pampas grass is like silk, and the rock has no transfer. ——"The Peacock Flies Southeast"
Fifty-eight. The crowd searched for him thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, the man was there, in the dimly lit place. ——Xin Qiji's "Qingyun Case·Yuan Xi"
Fifty-nine, sending you off is like yesterday, the eaves are already exposed. ——Jiang Yan's "Ancient Farewell"
60. When the ends of the earth are limited, there is only endless love. ——Yan Shu's "Spring in the Jade House"
Sixty-one, all have their own hatred of separation, so the painting is about distant mountains. ——Ouyang Xiu's "Revelation of Heartfelt Feelings and Eyebrows"
Sixty-two, more than a thousand horses with gold medals and purple ribbons, the husband and son-in-law pay homage to the marquis at the beginning of their return. ——Wang Changling's "Two Brothel Songs"
Sixty-three, there are thousands of lovesickness in one inch, and there is no place in the world to arrange it. ——Li Guan's "Butterflies in Love with Flowers"
Sixty-four, ruthlessness is not as painful as sentimentality, an inch can become thousands of strands. ——Yan Shu's "Spring in the Jade House"
Sixty-five, I rested and leaned alone high in the Mingyue Tower. The wine filled my heart with sadness, turning into tears of lovesickness. ——Fan Zhongyan's "Su Muzhe"
Sixty-six, in the spring boudoir month, there is no need to cry in the red sleeves. ——Yuan Haowen's "Jiang Yue Shines Over the Mountain·Written when I First Arrive at Songshan"
Sixty-seven, ask what love is in the world, and you will learn that life and death are mutually beneficial. ——Yuan Haowen's "Touching Fish"
68. Poor Yue in the boudoir, she grew up in the Han family camp. ——Shen Quanqi's "Three Miscellaneous Poems·Part
Sixty-nine, the beauty rolls up the bead curtain and sits deeply with her eyebrows furrowed. ——Li Bai's "Resentment"
70. The drunken jade bottle spreads towards the cold furnace, calling you to admire the light from the small window.
——Lu You's "Huanxisha·He Wujiuyun"