Is there a poem similar to "a scoop of 3 thousand weak water"

If two kinds of feelings last for a long time, sooner or later.

We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree. ..

Li Shangyin's Untitled

I would like to know you, the mountains have no edges, and heaven and earth are in harmony, but I dare to die with you!

I hope to unite as one and never give up. Zhuo Wenjun's Whitehead Ballad

If you succeed, why not resign? You would rather be a mandarin duck than a fairy. Lu Chang 'an's ancient meaning

Although I don't have the wings of Cai Feng, I have the voice of Kirin Tang; Li Shangyin's Untitled

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. The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever! Tang; Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

I have known her for a long time, and I have been apart for a long time. The east wind rises and the flowers bloom, and the spring silkworm dies, and tears are shed every night. Li Shangyin's Untitled

Once, the sea was difficult for water, and amber was forever. Lazy look back at the flowers, half ploughing and half planting. Tang; Yuan Zhen's "Thinking of Parting"

Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is sunny but sunny. Liu Yuxi's Zhi Zhu Ci

Spring is not full of flowers. Even this bright fire of love has only ashes? Tang; Li Shangyin's Untitled

Candles have a heart to say goodbye and cry for others until dawn. Du Mu's Farewell

When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches. May you have more opportunities as a symbol of our love with Wang Wei.

Flowers can be folded straight, don't wait until there are no flowers! Don Du Qiuniang's The Lich

A stick of incense is a stick of incense, and sex is in vain. Li Bai's Qing Ping Diao Er

I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq. Liu Yong's "Fengqitong"

The past is empty, still like a dream. Li Yu's "Midnight Song * How Can I Avoid the Sorrow of Life" knows what I mean, and I feel sorry for you. This situation must be asked! Li Yu's The Golden Sparrow

On the moon, the willow shoots, and people meet at dusk. Zhu's "Mountain Chazi" meets each other, but it seems heartless. Sima Guang's "Xijiang Moon" is poor, but there is only endless acacia. "Jade House Spring"

The sky is not old, the heart is like a double screen, and Qian Qian is in it. Zhang Sheng's "Millennium"

Holding hands and staring at tears, I was speechless. Affection hurts me to leave since ancient times. These years should be good times and good scenes. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can I tell? ! Liu Yong's Yu Lin Ling

Flowers drift from one body of water to another. One kind of acacia, two places of leisure. Nothing can eliminate this feeling, only frown, only mind.

Looking around, cold and lonely, sad and sad. This time, what is the sad word? A slow voice

Nothing, I'll go to the west building alone. The moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn. The cutting is constant. The reason is still chaos. It's sadness. Especially the general taste is in my heart.

How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward.

And a moment that should last forever, unconsciously came and went, as well as Li Shangyin.

Ten years is too long to live and die. I won't forget it if I don't think about it. Xiao Xuan's windows are clothed and cared for by each other, but there are thousands of tears. Su Shi's Jiangchengzi

Looking for him in the crowd, I suddenly looked back, and the man was already there, and the lights were dim. Xin Qiji's Qingyun Case * Yuanxi

Tender as water, like a dream in an instant. If two people have a long-term relationship, how can they go to court? Qin Guan's Magpie Bridge

If you don't miss your life, you will miss it and it will hurt you. Xu Yuan's Rethinking of "The Moon Song * Chun Qing" is affectionate and hateful since ancient times, and the source of good dreams is the easiest to wake up. Shi Qing's "Yi Xi Ti"

Beauty is in the eye of the lover, but beauty is in the eye of the lover.

Acacia tears can't flow, red beans can't be thrown, and spring flowers can't bloom. Cao Xueqin's Dream of Red Mansions

Acacia said acacia under the tree, and Shiro hated Xiaomin. Republic of China; liang qichao

Think more and be willing to miss it! Hu Shi's Raw Tea Seeds

Life has been infatuated since ancient times, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance. Ouyang Xiu's "Spring in the Jade House"

Hey!

What is love in the world? Teach people life and death!

Life is precious, love is more expensive!

The ancients cloud holds your hand and grows old with your son!

Miss each other

I miss you day after day, staying up all night, laughing and asking where there is nothing in the world.

Looking forward to meeting each other. Smile at life.

Don't ask questions, don't be sad and don't cry when you meet again and again.

Leave this poem secretly. Everyone has joys and sorrows.

Wang Wei of Acacia When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches? Take a hug home for me as a symbol of our love.

Looking at the moon, thinking of a person in the distance, Zhang Jiuling, the moon, is now full at sea. At this time, Tianya * * * brings a separated heart, and the night is long and considerate. Although I blew out the candle, it didn't get dark. Although I put on my coat, it didn't get warm, so I left my message and the moon was still dreaming.

Lyrics of autumn wind Li Bai's autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, and the fallen leaves gather and disperse, which surprised the western Western jackdaw. It's awkward to meet on a blind date. When I entered my lovesick door, I knew that I was lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time.

Liu Yuxi, a bamboo poet, heard the song on the Langjiang River. Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is sunny but sunny.

Liu Yuxi's bamboo ci is full of peach blossoms, and the spring water in the middle of Shu beats the mountain stream. Red flowers are easy to decline, like Lang Yi, and water is infinite like sorrow.

Zhang, upstairs in the swallow house, accompanied by residual light and frost, people who sleep alone get a bed of acacia. How much is a one-night stand for lovesickness? The ends of the earth are not long.

Jinse Li Shangyin I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each of which has a flower-like interval. In daydreaming, Zhuangzi, a saint of youth, was bewitched by butterflies, and the king's longing for love cried in the cuckoo, and the mermaid cried pearl-like tears in the moon-green sea. The blue fields breathed their jadeite to the sun, and the moment that should have lasted forever came and gone unconsciously.

Untitled Li Shangyin, you said you would come, but you didn't. You didn't leave me any other trace. The moonlight on your tower was more than five o'clock, and I cried for you and disappeared forever. I couldn't wake up. I tried to read your notes in a hurry. I found that your candle was burning in its kingfisher feather lamp with musk slightly embroidered with hibiscus flowers, but I was far from reaching the charming mountain. You were on the other side, with 10,000 peaks.

Untitled Li Shangyin has many curtains in your carefree house, where ecstasy lasts the whole night. What else can angels live except dreams, if they don't bring their lovers into their rooms? Storms make nut horns ecstasy, and the moon dew sweetens cinnamon leaves? I know this love will not have any result, but it can comfort my soul! .

Untitled Li Shangyin I have known her for a long time, and we have been apart for a long time. Spring silkworms die, candles burn every night, and clouds change in the morning mirror, but I dare to sing Pengshan at night. Oh, Jade Bird, listen! -Give me what she said! .

Untitled Li Shangyin's star last night, last night's wind, in the west of the studio and east of the cinnamon room, although my body doesn't have Cai Feng's wings, I feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn passing through the spring wine. When it warms me, I will remind you how to bet. Where, group after group, we rolled dice under a crimson lamp until a drum beat, alas, called me to perform my duties, and I rode away.

Li Shangyin traveled alone in Qujiang in late autumn.

Lotus leaves hate being born in spring, but they hate being born in dry autumn.

A short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night, Li Shangyin asked about the untimely return date, and the rain rose to Qiuchi in the evening. Why * * * want to cut the candle at the west window, but want to talk about the rain at night?

Thinking of Yuan Zhen, the sea is hard for water, and amber is forever. Looking back at the flowers, you are half bound to practice and half bound to be a gentleman.

Cuihu, the capital of Nanzhuang, last year, today, at this gate, people face peach blossoms. People don't know where to go, but peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.

Farewell to Du Mu is sentimental but always seems heartless, but he can't laugh at what he looked like before he was born. Candles have a heart to say goodbye and cry for others until dawn.

In the dream, Zhang Bi was sent to Xie Jia, and the small corridor was winding and crooked. It's a pity to stay behind only when the spring is full of affection.

Li Yi, who writes about love, thinks for a long time and has a thousand miles of courtesy. From then on, he had no good night love and let him go down to the west wing in the bright moon.

The son of the handmaiden, the prince, followed in his footsteps, and the green beads shed tears. When Houmen entered the sea, Xiao Lang was a passer-by.

Give it to Yu Yu.

I am ashamed to cover my sleeves in the sun, but I am too lazy to make up in spring. It is easy to ask for priceless treasures, but it is rare to have a lover. Tears are hidden on the pillow and flowers are heartbroken. Why do you hate Wang Chang when you see Song Yu?

Jiangling sent thousands of maple leaves in a hurry, and Jiangqiao hid sunset sails. Thinking of you is like Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night.