Ancient poems about love

Ancient poems about love:

Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"

Autumn wind is clear, autumn moon is bright,

When the fallen leaves are scattered, the habitat in western Western jackdaw is full of surprises.

The leaves in the wind gather when they gather. Western jackdaw has settled and the moon rises. Friends are looking forward to meeting, but I don't know where. At this time, on such a night, it is difficult to miss each other.

When you enter the door of lovesickness, you will know the suffering of lovesickness.

Eternal love, eternal memories, and short-term lovesickness have no end.

If I had known that acacia was tied in my heart like this, it would not be like you didn't know.

Li Chi Ngai the soothsayer.

I live in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River and you live in the lower reaches. I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water.

The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred. I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning.

The Book of Songs Peak and Drum Music

Drums are dull and soldiers actively use them. Cao Tuguocheng, I travel south alone.

From Sun Zizhong, Chen Pinghe and Song Dynasty. No, I'm going home. I'm worried.

Where do you live? Lost his horse? For it? Under the forest.

Life and death are generous, and Zi Cheng says. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.

I am rich, but I am still alive. Sorry, but I believe it.

Shangxie

Evil! I want to know you and live a long life.

There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, there is Lei Zhen in winter, and there is rain and snow in summer. Only when heaven and earth are in harmony can we dare to be with you!

"Music day and night, remember the first meeting in the bridal chamber" Liu Yong.

I remember the first meeting in the bridal chamber. We've only been together a long time. When will there be a quiet moment, becoming parting? The situation is bleak, and it is dusk in spring. I'm crazy about these eyes and flowers. I'm afraid of the beautiful scenery, so I'll go home with Yi.

Who can complain about loneliness? The preface is always light. If I knew it was difficult to fight, I would regret not keeping it. Not only true to the wind, but also unique to the human heart. If you don't think about it for a day, you will have a thousand eyebrows.