A poem about waiting for news from your lover

1. Poems about lovers 1. We hope to fly in the sky, like two birds, with the same wing; We hope to grow together on the ground, like two branches of a tree.

2. If a relationship lasts for a long time, it's still a matter of time!

3. I live at the head of the Yangtze River and you live at the end of the Yangtze River; I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water. When will the water stop? When did this hatred ever happen? I just hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you don't miss it.

4. Hold your hand and grow old with your son!

I want to know you, and I will 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!

6. Take a hug home for me as a symbol of our love. -Don's Acacia

When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches. People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.

It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, and the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming. -Tang Li Shangyin untitled

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! .

8. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it! -

9. Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn.

10. Jun asked that the return date was undecided, and the rain rose in the autumn pool in the evening. When * * * cuts candles at the west window, it says it will rain late.

1 1. It was cold and sad, Changting was late, and the shower began to rest. All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them.

Holding hands and staring at tears, there is no rain to choke. Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo.

Affectionate since ancient times, parting hurts the body, more comparable to the cold autumn festival! Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Yang Liuan, Xiao Feng and the waning moon.

This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. Customs are strange, who to talk to.

12. When Sima Guang meets Xijiang Moon, how can he be ruthless?

13. Li Zhiyi's diviner only wants you to be like me and not lovesick.

14. The earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.

2. Poems about missing your lover, drinking midnight snack alone, windy night, thin moon and stars, wide cliff angle, and only remembering every word; It's hard to connect the plastic column with the drum. You can say that the cup is empty. Sadness is sadness, a little sad and poetic.

The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones. Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes. You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.

I hate you not the moon, north and south, east and west, north and south, east and west, but each other. Hating you is like a month on the river. If you are full, you will lose money, and if you are full, you will lose money. When will you be together?

Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building. Flowers from Shui Piao to water, one kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

3. Poems describing lovers. If a relationship lasts for a long time, it will last forever.

Once the sea was difficult for water, it was always amber.

Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn.

I hope people will live for a long time and be beautiful thousands of miles away.

In the sky, a bird with two wings was with two branches of a tree that grew on the earth. ..

Ten years of life and death are endless. If you don't think about it, you will never forget it.

Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.

A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.

Things are people, not everything, tears flow first.

Undead, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

I can't get rid of this feeling, just frown and take it to heart.

Bloom is full of flowers and flowing water. One kind of acacia, two places of leisure.

This time, what a sad sentence!

When you walk into my lovesick door, you know I am lovesick.

Sauvignon Blanc is like a memory, but short acacia is infinite.

I don't regret that my belt has widened. I am haggard for the sales in Iraq.

The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.

Take a hug home for me as a symbol of our love.

I miss you every night, I don't see you, and I drink the Yangtze River water.

4. Poems about lovers. I hope you will like them:

Pretend to be happy every time I see you.

I'm afraid that time is too boring to kill my memory.

When I woke up, I mistakenly thought that you were close at hand and never left.

Your beauty is fixed in the photo of twenty-four years old.

All kinds of handsome photography postures are fascinating.

Thousands of cute expressions explain your angelic naughty.

Like a child, you use Lolita to interpret flowers.

Like an old woman, your vicissitudes make you cry.

Maybe it's an elf that hurts your eccentricity and mystery.

Can I write you a hundred love poems without permission?

By the eighty-eighth stage, I was breathless with pain.

Beauty is like a cloud, who can easily replace you?

Before the green plum, the green plum withered and the fragrance overflowed.

If you don't see a bamboo horse, you will grow old and miss Wan Li.

From then on, everyone I fell in love with looked like you.

You cry, how can a woman like the wind be remembered?

Look, how thoroughly you won.

I will always remember you, humming a love song alone.

-"Always Remember You"

5. Poems for my lover 1. If you don't miss your life, you will miss it and it will hurt you.

2, wine into the intestine, into acacia tears. He has been infatuated with love all his life, and he misses it everywhere in the world.

4, have the feeling of Song Yu, very thin in Lang Wei. 5. When the river is cool, the morning glory and the Weaver Girl period.

-Don? Lu yin? Tanabata 6. Silkworms don't cocoon, but hang silk all night Kim. Female Song on Qixi Night 7. Golden mirror in the sky, jade hook on earth.

-Don? Li He? "Chinese Valentine's Day" 8. Endless acacia tears throw red beans, and spring flowers can't be finished. 9, the fallen flower is independent, and the micro swift flies.

10, don't cross the shallow, face each other from a distance. -Don? Meng Jiao? The ancient meaning 1 1, what is it at night? See this lover.

12, she put her hand over a small grave/inserted some hay and said/Our love is buried here. 13, life is naturally infatuated, and this complaint has nothing to do with romance.

14, Tanabata (Tang) Xu Ning, Queqiaodu Lingling, Yu Pei Qiansheng. There are still people who have been away for many years. Instead of tinkering with rivers and lakes, it is better to look up at the stars.

15, Chang' an, the moon is like practicing, and every family holds a needle and thread this night. Yu Pei knew it, but heaven and earth didn't meet.

-Tanabata in Cui Hao.