Poetry about wanting to love but not loving.

1. Poems that I want to love but can't love 1. Spring is as old as ever, people are empty and thin, and tears are red. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion. Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu. Mo, Mo, Mo! -Song: Lu You's "Chai Feng Red Crisp Hands"

Spring is still bright, but people are white and haggard. Tears washed away the carmine on his face and soaked all the thin silk handkerchiefs. Peach blossoms in Man Chun fall on silent and empty ponds and pavilions. The vows of eternal love are still there, but the brocade letter can no longer be delivered. Looking back, I can only sigh: Mo, Mo, Mo!

2, nostalgia, Lanzhou reminds. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. -From the Song Dynasty: Liu Yong's "Yulin Chills"

When I was reluctant to go, the people on board were already urging me to start. Holding hands, looking at each other, my eyes were full of tears, and I couldn't speak until the end, and I couldn't say a thousand words in my throat.

3, Sauvignon Blanc is like a memory, and short acacia is infinite. If I had known, I would have met you. -From the Tang Dynasty: Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words/Autumn Poems"

Forever lovesickness is always a memory, but short lovesickness is endless. If I had known that acacia was so entangled in my heart, I wouldn't have known it at the beginning.

4, once the sea was difficult for water, amber forever. Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be. —— From the Tang Dynasty: Yuan Zhen's Five Poems from Thinking (4)

I have been to the seaside, and there is not enough water in other places; Clouds in other places are not called clouds except Wushan. Hurried through the flowers, too lazy to look back; This reason is partly due to the abstinence of monks and partly because you have had it.

5. When will Acacia meet? 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 my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick and bitter. Looking back, I am lovesick and infinite. If I had known this, I wouldn't have known him. -From the Tang Dynasty: Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words/Autumn Poems"

I look forward to seeing you again, but I don't know when, at this time, on such a night, it's hard to miss you. Walking into the door of acacia, I know the pain of acacia, the eternal memory of acacia, but the short-lived acacia is endless. I knew that acacia was so entangled in my heart that I didn't know it at the beginning.

2. What poems describe "I want to love but I can't love"? 1, the time was long before I met her, but it was longer than we were apart. The east wind started and a hundred flowers blossomed. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song. There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! . From the Tang Dynasty: Untitled was a long time before I met her, but it was even longer because of Li Shangyin.

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: The opportunity to meet each other is really hard to get, and it is even more difficult to part when breaking up. Moreover, the weather in late spring, when the east wind is about to harvest, makes people feel even more sad. Spring silkworms don't spin silk when they die, and wax oil like tears can drip dry when candles are burned to ashes. Women dress up in front of the mirror in the morning, only worrying that the plump bangs will change color and the youthful appearance will disappear.

Men can't sleep at night, so they must feel Leng Yue's aggression. The other party's residence is not far from Penglai Mountain, but there is no road to cross, but it is out of reach. I hope a messenger like a bluebird will visit my lover diligently for me.

2, Jun asked that the return date was undecided, and it rained at night in Qiuchi. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night. -From the Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin's Notes for a Friend in the North on a Rainy Night.

Interpretation of the vernacular: You asked me when I would go back, but I haven't set a date yet. At the moment, evening rain is falling, and the autumn rain is full of Hechi. When can I go back to my hometown, and we can talk while cutting candles under the west window? Then I'll be a guest in Bashan tonight and listen to the drizzle and tell you how lonely I am and how much I miss you!

3. Sauvignon Blanc is like a memory, and short acacia is infinite. If I had known, I would have met you. -From the Tang Dynasty: Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words/Autumn Poems"

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: Forever lovesickness is always remembered, but short-lived lovesickness is endless. I knew that acacia was so entangled in my heart that I didn't know it at the beginning.

A moment that should last forever has come and gone before you know it. -From the Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin's "Jinse"

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: The feelings of joys and sorrows can't be recalled today, but it was unintentional and already melancholy.

5, spring is as old as ever, people go empty and sparse, and tears are red. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion. Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu. Mo, Mo, Mo! -From the Song Dynasty: Lu You's "Hairpin Phoenix Red Crisp Hands"

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: Spring is still bright, but people are languishing in vain. Tears washed away the carmine on his face and soaked all the thin silk handkerchiefs. Peach blossoms in Man Chun fall on silent and empty ponds and pavilions. The vows of eternal love are still there, but the brocade letter can no longer be delivered. Looking back, I can only sigh: Mo, Mo, Mo!

3. What poems express love but don't love? 1. Untitled by Tang Shangyin.

It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing, and a hundred flowers are blooming. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song. There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .

2. Tang Li Bai's Spring Thought

The grass is as green as Beth, and the mulberry leaves in Qin area are green. When you miss your hometown, you were missed and sad a long time ago. Spring breeze, since I dare not know you, why should I separate the silk curtain beside my bed? ?

3. Wen Song Ting Yun's dream of Jiangnan

Never hate, hate to the ends of the earth. I don't know what I'm thinking. Water and wind are empty. Shake the tendency of contraception.

4. Shu's Dead Hua Lian

The threshold chrysanthemum worries about smoke and tears, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away. The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate bitterness, and shines obliquely through Zhuhu Lake. 5. Qing Nalan Rong Ruo's "Mulan Ci"

If life is just like the first time, you don't have to draw a fan in the autumn wind. It's hard to wait and change, but people's hearts are hard to change. What's it like to have an extra wing in Jinyilang? 6. Song Liu Yong's Lin Yuling

4. What poems do you want to love but dare not? 1. I met her a long time ago, but since we separated, the time has become longer, and the east wind has started and a hundred flowers are blooming. -Don Li Shangyin "Untitled"

Interpretation: It is more difficult to see the last side than to ascend to heaven. The east wind is too busy to attend to, and the flowers fall.

At last, you thought of going home, and now my heart is breaking. -Tang Li Bai's "Spring Thoughts"

Interpretation: When you are homesick and looking forward to coming back, I have missed you for a long time.

I don't know what I'm thinking, water and wind are empty. -Wen Song Ting Yun "Jiangnan Dream" The bright moon over Cangshan does not understand my mind, and the rustling wind on the water blows off the petals.

4. The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate bitterness, and the light obliquely passes through Zhuhu Lake. -"The Recent Flowers" by Song Yan Shu

Interpretation: The moon doesn't understand people's hearts and can't understand the sadness of parting.

If life is just like the first time, you don't have to draw a fan in the autumn wind. -Qing Nalan Rong Ruo's "Mulan Ci"

Interpretation: If life meets for the first time, there will be no subsequent sadness.

6. All kinds of customs, who to talk to! -Song Liu Yong's "Yu Linling"

Interpretation: Even if it is full of affection, who can you enjoy it with?

7. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion, although Mengshan is there, it is difficult to hold books. -Song Luyou's "Hairpin Phoenix Bare Hands"

Interpretation: The vows of eternal love are still there, and the brocade letter is no longer difficult to send.

8. Xiao Lang was a passer-by as soon as Houmen entered the sea. -Don Cui Jiao's "Give the Maid"

Interpretation: Once you enter the deep back door, Xiao Lang becomes a stranger.

9. Give back your eyes to tears and hate if you don't meet before marriage. -Zhang Tang Ji's "Yin Jiefu"

Interpretation: Both of them returned the pearl to you with tears, hoping that they would not marry you at the wrong time.

10. People don't know where to go, but peach blossoms still smile at the spring breeze. -Don Cui Hu's "The Title of the Capital South Village"

Interpretation: Last winter, in this door, the girl's face set off bright peach blossoms.

When I came here again today, the girl didn't know where she had gone. Only peach blossoms are still smiling and blooming in the spring breeze.

1. Appreciation of the original text:

Title Chengnan village

Last spring, in this door, the girl's face contrasted with the peach.

Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.

2. Translation:

Last winter, in this door, the girl's face set off a bright peach blossom.

When I came here again today, the girl didn't know where she had gone. Only peach blossoms are still smiling and blooming in the spring breeze.

3. Appreciate:

In fact, the whole poem takes "human face" and "peach blossom" as the running clues, and through the comparison between "last year" and "today", the poet's feelings caused by these two different experiences are expressed in a tortuous way. Contrast and thinking play an extremely important role in this poem.

4. Introduction to the author:

Cui Hu (772-846) was born in Boling (now Dingzhou, Hebei Province) in the Tang Dynasty. His life story is unknown, and he is a poet in the Tang Dynasty. In 796 AD (twelfth year of Zhenyuan), he ascended the throne (Jinshi Ji). In 829 (the third year of Taihe), he was a Jing, and in the same year he was an ancient scholar and an ambassador to Guangnan. His poetic style is concise and graceful, and his language is extremely fresh. There are six Poems of the Whole Tang Dynasty, all of which are excellent works. Among them, the title "Chengnan Village" is the most widely circulated, with high popularity and good reputation. This poem tells the same life experience that thousands of people in Qian Qian experienced with a seemingly simple life experience, which won the poet an immortal title.

5. How do you describe a poem that loves a person very much but can't love him? Described a poem that loves a person very much, but can't love him: 1, "Women's Day, Send Dongping Li Shidao" Tang Dynasty original: You know I have a husband, give me a pair of pearls.

I thank you for your love and pin the pearl on my red shirt. My home is connected with the imperial garden, and my husband is on duty in the palace with a halberd.

Although I know you are sincere to Lang Lang, I have vowed to share my life and death with my husband. Tears are almost in my eyes, so why not meet each other when I am unmarried?

You insisted on giving me a pair of pearls when you knew I had a husband. I thank you for your affection for me and for tying pearls on my red shirt.

My tall building is connected to the Royal Garden, and my husband is on duty in the palace with a halberd. Although I know you are sincere and open-minded, I have vowed to live and die with my husband.

I cried when I returned your double beads. I regret not meeting you before I got married. 2. Yuan Zhen in Tang Dynasty: Once the sea was difficult for water, it was amber forever.

Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be. Once you have been to the seaside, there is not enough water in other places; Clouds in other places are not called clouds except Wushan Mountain.

Hurried through the flowers, too lazy to look back; This reason is partly due to the abstinence of monks and partly because you have had it. 3, "Three Five Seven Words" Tang Li Bai's original: autumn wind is clear, autumn moon is bright, fallen leaves gather and disperse, and western Western jackdaw is surprised.

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 my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick and bitter. Looking back, I am lovesick and infinite. If I had known this, I wouldn't have known him. The autumn wind is clear and the autumn moon is bright.

When the leaves in the wind gather and disperse, the western Western jackdaw has already inhabited and was awakened by the bright moon. Friends are looking forward to meeting each other, but I don't know when, at this time and on such a night, it's hard not to miss each other.

Walk into the door of lovesickness and know the pain of lovesickness. Forever lovesickness, forever memories, short-lived lovesickness is endless.

If I had known that acacia was so entangled in my heart, I might as well have never met each other. 4, "Seven Wounded Poems" Cao Zhi in Han Dynasty Original: The bright moon shines on tall buildings, and the streamer falls.

There is a sad woman sighing upstairs. Who is the sigh upstairs? The answer is a wife in another place.

My husband has been away for more than ten years, and he is often timid alone. My husband is like dust on the road, like mud in dirty water.

Floating dust and mud are different, when can we meet harmoniously? Yes, I want to turn into a southwest wind and disappear into my husband's arms! My husband's heart is no longer open to me. What can I rely on? The bright moon shines on tall buildings, and the light shed swings upstairs.

There is a sad woman upstairs, sighing sadly. Who is sighing upstairs? Answered that it was the wife of a foreign tourist.

My husband has been gone for more than ten years, and my body is often alone. My husband is like dust on the road, and my body is like mud in dirty water.

Floating dust and settling mud are different. When will they meet and live in harmony? If I can, I would like to turn into a southwest wind and disappear into my husband's arms! My husband's mind is no longer open to me, so what can I rely on? 5, "Yu Meiren meets again in the depths of the Qulan" The original text of Nalan Xingde in the Qing Dynasty: When we meet again in the depths of the Qulan, tears will tremble. Sorrow and parting should be the same, at most, there is no clear resentment between months.

Sleeping alone for half a life, the mountain pillow is stained with sandalwood. Recall what is the most fascinating thing. The first one is to draw a skirt with folded branches.

I met you again in the depths of the winding corridor. I hold you in my arms with pity.

The two snuggled together, whispering and telling each other about their long-lost lovesickness. In my arms, your body trembled slightly, gently wiping the dripping crystal tears, which made people feel infinite pity.

Now, the beauty in memory has become desolation after parting. After leaving, I only felt lonely for half my life, and tears were already on my pillow.

The most desolate and cold, in the silent moonlight; I am most afraid of memories, when I splashed ink on your skirt.