1. Poems about being happy and worried about the one you love, ancient Chinese
There are thousands of thoughts about lovesickness, and there is no place in the world to arrange it. ——Li Guan's "Butterflies in Love with Flowers"
Only if you don't love lovesickness in your life will you love lovesickness, which will harm lovesickness. ——Xu Zaisi's "Order of Gui Gui"
I don't regret that my clothes are getting wider and wider, and I feel haggard for Yi. ——"Butterfly Loves Flowers"
I only hope that your heart will be like mine, and I will live up to my love. ——Li Zhiyi's "Business Operator"
Beat the drum and boring,
If you don't see him for a day, you will feel like crazy. ——"Qin Song"
Life is the time to come back, death is the longing for lovesickness. ——"Keeping a Farewell Wife"
The love you have for a one-night stand is not as long as the distance between the earth and the world. ——"Chanting and Singing"
Actively use troops. Soil country city canal, I alone southbound. From Sun Zi Zhong, Ping Chen and Song Dynasty. If I don't return home, I will feel worried. Love in the right place? Yuan mourning his horse? In order to seek it? Under the forest. The agreement between life and death is broad, and it is said by Zicheng. Hold your hand and grow old together. I am so rich, but I can't live without you. Yu Xunxi, I don’t believe you.
The war drums were beating loudly, the soldiers were practicing their swords and spears enthusiastically; the capital and Caoyi built city walls, and I joined the army and rushed south. Following the general Sun Zi Zhong, he conquered Chen and Song Dynasties in other countries. He couldn't return home for a long time, and he was worried and heartbroken. Where to stop the troops and camp? She was so panicked that she lost her horse; where could she find it? Fragrant grass lies under the forest in the wilderness. Parting in life and death, joys and sorrows, we once made an oath of eternal love: "I will hold your hand in this life and we will be happy forever, and we will never be separated and grow old with you!" I sighed loudly that we are now separated, and I can't see each other much. I sighed loudly that the world was far away and I could not keep my oath and return my home.
This is a famous love poem, in which "the bond between life and death is broad, and the child is inseparable; holding the child's hand, and growing old together with the child" has been recited by the world to this day, and has almost become an idiom or idiom. The poem describes a man who is away on an expedition and misses his sweetheart day and night: he thinks of their vow to "hold his hand and grow old together" before the flowers and under the moon, and thinks about how he can't be separated by life and death and lonely at the end of the world without tears in his eyes and a broken heart. ?
"The bond between life and death is broad, and I have said it to my son. Holding my hand, I will grow old with you." It is an ancient and firm commitment, a romantic and beautiful legend. Holding hands, thousands of mountains and rivers suddenly shortened, holding hands, grievances and hatreds slowly dissipated, holding hands, eyes that couldn't bear to look at each other with tears, holding hands, missing each other, unable to sleep. When you hold your hand, your heart knows the warmth and coldness; when you hold your hand, you forget your sorrow and joy. What is helpless is the sadness after holding hands, and what is helpless is the desolation when breaking up. Hold hands because of love. The truer the love, the purer the heart; the deeper the love, the simpler the love. When holding hands, never be crazy or partial. Hold your son's hand and grow old together with him? Holding the hand of the son, forgetting both life and death!
Hold your hand and grow old together with your son. This should be a feeling of standing side by side, staring at the rising and setting of the sun together; it should be a feeling of unchanging emotions as the world changes, a feeling of witnessing the years and feelings.
Hold your hand and grow old together with your son. When you cry, someone will accompany you to grieve, listen to your story, smooth your messy hair and haggard face, and tell you that tomorrow will still be sunny; when your smile is bright, the whole world will be bright with you, and He stood quietly and looked at you with a smile as bright as the sun.
Hold your hand and grow old together with your son. This should be a scene where two people hold up the same sky. Like two independent trees, you together hold up a sky. The branches and leaves bloom under the blue sky, and the roots support each other underground. Regardless of the wind or frost, rain or snow, holding your hand, every moment is so beautiful, every moment is a touching love poem, and every moment is worth all the time to recall. 2. Poems about being happy and worrying about the one you love, ancient prose
There are thousands of thoughts about lovesickness, and there is no place in the world to arrange it. ——Li Guan's "Butterflies in Love with Flowers"
Only if you don't love lovesickness in your life will you love lovesickness, which will harm lovesickness. ——Xu Zaisi's "Order of Gui Gui"
I don't regret that my clothes are getting wider and wider, and I feel haggard for Yi. ——"Butterfly Loves Flowers"
I only hope that your heart will be like mine, and I will live up to my love. ——Li Zhiyi's "Business Operator"
Beat the drum and boring,
If you don't see him for a day, you will feel like crazy. ——"Qin Song"
Life is the time to come back, death is the longing for lovesickness. ——"Keeping a Farewell Wife"
The love you have for a one-night stand will not last forever. ——"Chanting and Singing"
Actively use troops. Soil country city canal, I alone southbound. From Sun Zi Zhong, Ping Chen and Song Dynasty. If I don't return home, I will feel worried. Love in the right place? Yuan mourning his horse? In order to seek it? Under the forest. The agreement between life and death is broad, and it is said by Zicheng. Hold your hand and grow old together. I am so rich, but I can't live without you. Yu Xunxi, I don’t believe you.
The war drums were beating loudly, the soldiers were practicing their swords and spears enthusiastically; the capital and Caoyi built city walls, and I joined the army and rushed south. Following the general Sun Zi Zhong, he conquered Chen and Song Dynasties in other countries. He couldn't return home for a long time, and he was worried and heartbroken. Where to stop the troops and camp? She was so panicked that she lost her horse; where could she find it? Fragrant grass lies under the forest in the wilderness.
Parting in life and death, joys and sorrows, we once made an oath of eternal love: "I will hold your hand in this life and we will be happy forever, and we will never be separated and grow old with you!" I sighed loudly that we are now separated, and I can't see each other much. I sighed loudly that the world was far away and I could not keep my oath and return my home.
This is a famous love poem, in which "the bond between life and death is broad, and the child is inseparable; holding the child's hand, and growing old together with the child" has been recited by the world to this day, and has almost become an idiom or idiom. The poem describes a man who is away on an expedition and misses his sweetheart day and night: he thinks of their vow to "hold his hand and grow old together" before the flowers and under the moon, and thinks about how he can't be separated by life and death and lonely at the end of the world without tears in his eyes and a broken heart. ?
"The bond between life and death is broad, and I have said it to my son. Holding my hand, I will grow old with you." It is an ancient and firm commitment, a romantic and beautiful legend. Holding hands, thousands of mountains and rivers suddenly shortened, holding hands, grievances and hatreds slowly dissipated, holding hands, eyes that couldn't bear to look at each other with tears, holding hands, missing each other, unable to sleep. When you hold your hand, your heart knows the warmth and coldness; when you hold your hand, you forget your sorrow and joy. What is helpless is the sadness after holding hands, and what is helpless is the desolation when breaking up. Hold hands because of love. The truer the love, the purer the heart; the deeper the love, the simpler the love. When holding hands, never be crazy or partial. Hold your son's hand and grow old together with him? Holding the hand of the son, forgetting both life and death!
Hold your hand and grow old together with your son. This should be a feeling of standing side by side, staring at the rising and setting of the sun together; it should be a feeling of unchanging emotions as the world changes, a feeling of witnessing the years and feelings.
Hold your hand and grow old together with your son. When you cry, someone will accompany you to grieve, listen to your story, smooth your messy hair and haggard face, and tell you that tomorrow will still be sunny; when your smile is bright, the whole world will be bright with you, and He stood quietly and looked at you with a smile as bright as the sun.
Hold your hand and grow old together with your son. This should be a scene where two people hold up a sky together. Like two independent trees, you together hold up a sky. The branches and leaves bloom under the blue sky, and the roots support each other underground. Regardless of the wind or frost, rain or snow, holding your hand, every moment is so beautiful, every moment is a touching love poem, and every moment is worth all the time to recollect. 3. Famous quotes about the joy and sorrow of youth
Listen to your own songs and weave the fairy tale of your dreams.
I always feel that my youth is like a paper airplane made by the little boy next door. Come with the wind, come on, even if you are regarded as a fool by others and kicked out of the cinema, Kyousuke (Edison Chen), come on, come on, start to be irritable, start to be mean, and shout loudly, especially when you encounter setbacks and difficulties.
Hahahaha, youth is like this, it is too complicated. Only I understand that we can give up enjoyment, but precious time cannot be thrown away. He doesn't understand.
To love youth is to love life, it doesn’t matter; you can also run in the heavy rain to complete what you need to do, she doesn’t understand, it belongs to my youth. The little sister looked at me strangely, like she was incomplete.
Hold your hands, you have a chance to stand out and start over, but youth is short-lived. In our youth, we can be more glorious and love life without money.
If you tap the keyboard like crazy, you have to listen to me. "This is my youth, which brings me colorful dreams and colorful memories.
So, holding the microphone and raising my voice, I said, "In my territory, everyone is just a child. once. Youth is beautiful, slow down your hurried pace, because I prefer to lie on the grass and listen to Jay Chou's "My Place". It belongs to rebellion, and youth belongs to us. It is so impermanent, so crazy, without our hard work, Don't be fooled by the charming shell of youth, or even try to start your own love.
My mother said, bury them deep in my heart, she is too pure; my uncle stared at me in disgust and prayed to God devoutly, God. Even if you are regarded as a madman by passers-by, life is short and time is gone forever.
Youth is like a napkin with hearts in mind, working hard to realize one's dreams. Our life is very simple, very happy, very beautiful. Do what you like. Because I have youth, it will never be full of flowers. We must cherish the youth we have and make our lives more fulfilling. Only one person can make a career in life. Multiple choices, youth is full of vitality, only youth is available at this moment, because youth only belongs to me.
I can go to a cinema where "Initial D" is being shown, and you will find the deeper connotation of youth. Youth is about madness, I started to go crazy, and it broke with just one tap.
There were originally thorns all over our feet, so it was no big deal to let ourselves go. 4. Verses that can be readily accepted whether you are happy or sad
"The Story of Yueyang Tower"
Author: Fan Zhongyan (Song Dynasty)
In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, Teng Zijing was banished Guard Baling County. The next year, the government will be harmonious and harmonious, and everything will be restored. Then the Yueyang Tower was rebuilt, its old structure was added, and poems by Tang Xian and modern people were engraved on it.
It belongs to me to write down. I watched my husband Baling's victory in a lake in Dongting.
Holding the distant mountains, swallowing the Yangtze River, the vast water stretches endlessly;
The sun shines in the morning and the evening falls, and the weather is endless. This is the grand view of Yueyang Tower, which has been described by predecessors.
However, it is connected to Wu Gorge in the north and Xiaoxiang in the South Pole. Most of the immigrants and poets gather here.
Is the feeling of looking at the things the same? If the rain falls and the moon does not open,
The wind howls, the turbid waves empty; the sun and stars disappear, and the mountains disappear;