Search for poems about missing 1. Looking for ancient poems related to acacia.
Bluebird must be returned eventually.
Stay in the flowers with a smile, and you will be beautiful.
Spring and autumn are not cold, and pieces fall in front of you.
Speak softly to your majesty, and your love will last forever.
Don't complain about the short flowering period, the bluebird will be returned after all.
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Hua Lian Hu Meiniang
Who loves the epiphyllum last night?
My heart is gone, and the lingering fragrance lingers in my arms.
The wind buries the red autumn rain, and the tears are wet and cold.
My thin edge failed to smile.
A wisp of resentment, loneliness and bitterness ends in the night.
Acacia birds are easy to embroider, but concentric bridges are difficult to cross.
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Yijianmei Xu Shilin
Du Yu cries blood, and the frost leaves are red.
Sorrow leaves the string and the cold wind blows.
Fang Yi Tomb of Kyoto Royal Garden.
The secluded pool is perishable, and this hatred is endless.
Who can solve the loneliness of lovesickness?
Two lines of clear tears, a broken dream.
Autumn is full of bamboo and weeping hibiscus.
Catkin has silk, but no fragrance.
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Tang Duoling homesickness
The rain drunk parrot island, the wind danced the Yellow Crane Tower, and the dream returned to the old place, so the country was soft.
There was a tear on the piano, and an old saying came to mind.
Homesickness has nowhere to send, and acacia is like water, which is difficult to cut when it is tender.
How many autumn, winter, spring and summer, looking forward to the return period, enduring the gaze.
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Fourth army
I am lazy to dress up in the morning and stay in bed at night.
I don't feel that winter is coming again, and I have no mind to manage the new window.
I know where I am, but I remember where you are.
After a brief encounter, lovesickness is longer than a dream.
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Fourth army
I was wearing only a thin coat, but I hung up on you.
Acacia in the wind, tears in the rain.
Spring depends on wild goose feet and red beans.
Don't forget that there is a cloud in the poem, this thing is the most appropriate.
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Sauvignon Blanc thinks of you.
The wind last night, the wind tonight,
Full of love and farewell. When shall we meet again?
The mountain is heavy and the water is heavy.
Far away, we know each other and remember each other. Don't forget to rely on the romantic alliance.
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Jian yi mei si jun
You went to the wild goose and returned to another autumn.
At the beginning of Qixi, the frost moon is like a hook.
The night is cold and the shadows are heavy.
Xinghe magpie bridge, I want to rest now.
I hate sadness when I am alone on the boat.
There is no definite return date, and I am homesick.
I wish I had wings and spread my wings,
Before the sunset ends, you have already set your eyes.
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amateur
Falling flowers fly, autumn can't be cold;
The geese have gone, and the gathering and dispersion are impermanent.
The encounter at that glance is destined to be unforgettable for life;
For an instant, forever.
Prosperity is a dream;
The old saying is the most heartbreaking.
Suddenly looking back, bleak and stormy;
Who knows, the knot is in ruins.
Rolling the world of mortals, love and hate a few hesitations;
Since ancient times, lovers have always been hurt mercilessly.
Forget the words in your heart, leaving only a thousand lines of acacia tears;
When the string is broken, the pain is hidden.
Rolling the world of mortals, love and hate a few hesitations;
Since ancient times, lovers have always been hurt mercilessly.
Forget the words in your heart, leaving only a thousand lines of acacia tears;
Lonely place, leaning against the west window.
2. Find poems about missing hometown and relatives.
1. You come from my old country and tell me what happened there! .
When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? (Wang Wei: "Miscellaneous Poems")
Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent remains unchanged.
Where do children come from when they meet strangers? (He Zhangzhi: Homecoming Book)
3. Leave the mountain to rest, winter will come, and spring will come.
Now, near my village and meeting people, I dare not ask a question. (Song Wenzhi, "Crossing the Han River")
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.
Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.
... the night turned into an ocean of the sun, which was Jiang Chunren's year.
I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. (Wang Wan: a berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain)
It's only seven days in spring and two years away from home.
People return to yan zhen, thinking before flowers. (Xue Daoheng: "People are homesick every day")
6. The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is it frosty already? .
Looking up, I found it was moonlight, and I bowed my head and missed my home. (Li Bai: Quiet Night Thinking)
7. Whose rain flute flies in the dark, and the spring breeze permeates Los Angeles.
In this nocturne, you can't help homesick.
8. It has been ten frosts in Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night.
Crossing the dry water of mulberry for no reason, I hope Bingzhou is my hometown. (Liu Zao: "Journey to the North")
9. A vagrant heard the drums heralding the battle, and a wild goose sang in autumn.
He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! .
Oh, my brothers, what's the point of my life without you? .
However, if there is something wrong with letters in peacetime, what can I expect in wartime? . (Du Fu: Remembering brothers on a moonlit night)
I want to find some poems or words to express my thoughts.
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
Homesickness and nostalgia, the bright moon is affectionate.
I wonder who this beautiful night belongs to.
Play jathyapple on 25 strings, but you can't get rid of resentment.
The sky is far away, and the moon is always lonely.
Thinking under the moon for a long time, the eyes are thin since ancient times.
He knows that the dew tonight will be frost and the moon is my hometown.
Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river.
The wind on both sides of the strait rustled the branches and leaves, and the moonlight reflected on the river, a boat on a river.
Tonight, people are looking forward to it. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si?
* * * Looking at the bright moon and crying, for the heart, five places, all sick and willing.
Looking at the bright moon on the sea, the horizon at this time is * * *.
Those are ecstatic, but don't
The flowing water is connected to Wugang, so it doesn't hurt to say goodbye. You and I went all the way to the green hills in the rain, at the top of the moon in both places?
When did the moon begin to appear? Ask heaven for wine.
Imagine that you are alone in the xiaoxiang moon, listening to the long ape with a melancholy dream.
Don't think that there is only a queen, and heaven remains our neighbourhood.
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
Go back to my room and put down the crystal curtain, still looking at the exquisite moon through the curtain.
Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan, morning breeze and waning moon.
The twenty-four bridges are still there, the heart of the waves is always in the sea, and the juice is accompanied by Xi Zhen. Leng Yue was silent.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
Month after month, no one leans on.
Between the thin clouds and the rocks, the solitary moon turns over.
Like a bright moon, the sea does not return, and the mood of missing you is like a faint cloud hanging over Yuntai Mountain.
4. Describe an ancient poem about finding a lover. What are the poems about missing your lover?
China's classical love poems
Guan Yu. lt； & gt
Guan Heming's osprey, accompanied by the small continent of the river. A beautiful and virtuous woman is a good spouse of a gentleman. Mix shepherd's purse and salvage it from left to right. My beautiful lady,
Ask for it. If you can't pursue it, the black nightclub misses her during the day. Miss Long, I can't sleep over and over again. Mix shepherd's purse and choose from left to right.
A beautiful and virtuous woman came to her with a couple and a couple. Pull shepherd's purse from left to right. A beautiful and virtuous woman rings the bell to please her.
Ji Zi < & & gt
Qingqing is your collar, YY is my miss. If I didn't go to see you, didn't you get my letter?
Green is what you wear, and leisurely is my feeling. If I never visit you, can't you take the initiative?
Come on, always open your eyes, on this high tower. A day without seeing your face seems as long as March!
Quiet girl. lt； & gt
This quiet girl is so cute that she will come to the corner of my town. Deliberately hiding for me to find, scratching my head.
The quiet girl looks good. Give me a tong tube. Red has a bright red color. Love it is really a bright color.
This country exploits me, Meili Yi and is rare. It is not as beautiful as weeds, and beauty gives people deep affection.
Jia Jian < & & gt
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
Shan Gui < & Chu ci >>
If someone is a mountain, Xue Lixi will take care of her daughter; Laughing is awkward and decent, and children are eager to be kind and gentle;
Take the red leopard from the text, and the Xinyi car will be noble; Being brought to Du Heng by Shi Lan Xi, I lost my mind;
The rest of the place can't see the sky, and the road can't be immune; The table is independent, Shan Ye,
Clouds look down; It's dark, foggy, the east wind is falling, and the gods are raining; Stay in practice and forget to return to your heart.
At the age of 20, I am embarrassed and grateful; Take "Three Shows in the Mountain" as an example, Shi Lei Schiller Gorman; Resentment for his son's melancholy,
I can't be idle when you miss me; People in the mountains are fragrant with Du Ruoxiang and drink pine and cypress in Yanquan; You think I am suspicious;
Thunder fills the rain, and the mouth of the cave rings at night; The wind is rustling and the wood is rustling. I miss my son and I am worried.
Feng Qiu Qin Huang Ge is anonymous.
There is a kind of beauty that I will never forget. I want to go crazy if I can't see you for a day.
The phoenix flies high, and the four seas seek to burn. Helpless beauty, not in the east wall.
Use the piano instead of language. Tell me about it. When I see Xu Xi, comfort me.
Willing to match virtue with words and work together. I can't fly, which makes me fall.
I want to find some poems or words to express my thoughts.
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
Homesickness and nostalgia, the bright moon is affectionate. I wonder who this beautiful night belongs to. Play jathyapple on 25 strings, but you can't get rid of resentment.
The sky is far away, and the moon is always lonely. Thinking under the moon for a long time, the eyes are thin since ancient times.
He knows that the dew tonight will be frost and the moon is my hometown. Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river.
The wind on both sides of the strait rustled the branches and leaves, and the moonlight reflected on the river, a boat on a river. Tonight, people are looking forward to it. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si? * * * Looking at the bright moon and crying, for the heart, five places, all sick and willing.
Looking at the bright moon on the sea, the horizon at this time is * * *. Those are ecstatic, but don't
The flowing water is connected to Wugang, so it doesn't hurt to say goodbye. You and I went all the way to the green hills in the rain, at the top of the moon in both places?
When did the moon begin to appear? Ask heaven for wine. Imagine that you are alone in the xiaoxiang moon, listening to the long ape with a melancholy dream.
Don't think that there is only a queen, and heaven remains our neighbourhood. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
Go back to my room and put down the crystal curtain, still looking at the exquisite moon through the curtain. Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan, morning breeze and waning moon.
The 24th Bridge is still there, and Leng Yue is silent. Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
Month after month, no one leans on. Between the thin clouds and the rocks, the solitary moon turns over.
Like a bright moon, the sea does not return, and the mood of missing you is like a faint cloud hanging over Yuntai Mountain.