Poems about falling in love but not being together 1. What are the poems describing that people who love each other cannot be together?
1. Flowers bloom and fall, flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind. (Li Qingzhao's "A Prune")
Flowers float at will, water floats at will, a kind of parting acacia, you and me, affecting the leisure of both places. Ah, it can't be ruled out that this lovesickness, this sadness, has just disappeared from the frowning brow and is faintly entangled in my heart.
When will the water stop? When did this hatred ever happen? I just hope your heart is the same as mine, don't miss me! (Li Chi Ngai's "Bu Operator")
The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward, and I don't know when it will stop, and I don't know when it will stop. I only hope that your mind is the same as mine, and you will live up to this mutual yearning.
3, tenderness like water, courtesy like a dream, forbearing to take care of the bridge to return home. If two people have been in love for a long time, is it still sooner or later? (Qin Guan's "Queqiao Fairy")
Tenderness is like water, meeting and hating each other is like a dream, and I can't bear to see Queqiao Road when I leave. As long as two people love each other till death do us part, why do you want to be very much in love?
4. In the middle of the night, the wind and bamboo knock on the autumn rhyme, and the leaves are full of hate. I am looking for it alone, and my dreams are not lights and embarrassing. (Ouyang Xiu's Lou Yuchun)
Last night, the wind blew all over the bamboo forest, conveying the rhythm of late autumn, and the voice of every leaf seemed to be telling resentment. I have a heart resting on a single pillow, hoping to meet you in my dream. Unfortunately, my dream can't come true, but the wick burns in the autumn wind.
5, wash and dress, relying on Wangjianglou alone. After all, Qian Fan is not here, and the oblique light is full of water, and Bai Pingzhou is heartbroken! (Wen Tingjun, "Looking at Jiangnan")
After washing and grooming, I climbed the Wangjiang Tower alone, leaned against the post and stared at the surging river. Thousands of ships passed by, and none of the expected people appeared. The afterglow of the sun is lovingly sprinkled on the river, and the river flows slowly, and the yearning heart lingers on that Baipingzhou.
6, Dongfeng evil, Huan Qing thin. A sad mood, a cable that I haven't seen for years. No, no, no. Spring is as old as ever, and people are empty and thin. Tears flooded her face. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion. Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu. Momomo. (Lu You's "Hairpin Phoenix")
How hateful the spring breeze is and how thin the joy is blown. A full glass of wine is like a sad mood, and life after leaving for a few years is very bleak. In retrospect, I can only sigh: wrong, wrong, wrong! Spring is still bright, but people have lost weight 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!
2. Poems describing two people who can't be together.
Looking at the end of the world, not far from the end of the world, calling for the cape, sighing that heaven and earth are close at hand, being together for no reason, seeing the bright moon tonight, knowing each other. I live at the head of the Yangtze River and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day and drink the Yangtze River water. When will the water stop? When did this hatred ever happen? I only hope that your heart, like mine, will live up to your yearning. Red bean songs are full of acacia blood and tears, red beans are thrown, and spring flowers are full of paintings, so I can't sleep well. After the wind and rain on the screen window, I can't forget the new worries and old grievances, I can't swallow Jin Lang, and I can't see Hua Rongshou in the mirror. Unexpanded eyebrows leak more, and unexpanded eyebrows leak more, just like a castle peak that can't be covered. Lost his horse? For it? Life and death are rich under the forest, and children become rich. Holding your hand, you can grow old with your son. You are rich, but you don't live. You are lonely, but you don't believe me. Tang Wan's "Hairpin Phoenix" has a thin world and poor human feelings, and it is easy to fall in the rainy evening. The breeze is dry, the tears are residual, and I want to write my heart. People have become different. Today is not yesterday. Sick souls often seem to be thousands of miles away. The bugle sounded cold and the night was dim, so people dared not ask questions, swallowed their tears and pretended to be happy. Hide, hide, hide! Lu You's Hairpin Phoenix is full of bare hands, yellow rice wine and Liu Dongfeng evil, a palace wall full of spring scenery. She has a thin love, and she has been sad for several years. No, no, no! Spring is as old as ever, people are sparse and empty, and tears are full of eyes. Peach blossoms fall, idle pools and pavilions, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold the brocade book. Momomo.
3. Poems where lovers can't be together
People who love each other
The furthest distance in the world is not between life and death,
But you can't be with the person you love;
The most helpless waiting in the world is not getting old,
But there is no news of the people who love each other;
The loneliest years in the world are not single,
This is not agreeing to be separated from the person you love;
The happiest moment in the world is not meeting someone you love again.
But cherish each other when you are together. ...
The word "chaitoufeng":
Red crisp hands, Huangteng wine, Mancheng spring willow. Dong Feng Xie, who is in a bad mood, has been very depressed in recent years. No, no, no!
Spring is as old as ever, and people are empty and thin. Tears are red. Mo, Mo, Mo!
When Tang Wan read this first word, he was heartbroken and burst into tears:
The world is thin and human feelings are evil. Rain makes flowers fall easily at dusk. The breeze is dry and the tears are residual. If you have to worry, just say it alone. Difficult, difficult, difficult!
People become different. Today is not yesterday. A sick soul is often like a thousand ropes. The horn sounded cold and the night was hazy. I am afraid that others will ask questions, and I cry with joy. Hide, hide, hide!
After Shen Yuan's meeting, Tang Wan was unhappy and fell ill and died easily. These two words are sad and touching.
At the age of twenty, Lu You wrote a poem "Chrysanthemum Pillow Poetry", which is a love poem in memory of his new wife Tang Wan. It was told by people at that time, but it didn't pass down. At the age of sixty-three, he wrote two sentimental poems "Come back to sew a pillow bag, and feel sad":
Collect yellow flowers as pillow bags,
The curved screen is deep.
Call back the dream of forty-three years,
Where the lights are dim, no one says heartbreak.
I wrote a poem about chrysanthemum pillows the other day.
Woven bag manuscript locks spider silk.
Everything in the world is exhausted,
Only the smell is like old times.
The poet wrote "Hairpin Phoenix" on the wall of Shenyuan Garden. Later, someone used bamboo as a fence to protect it. In the next 40 years, Shen Yuan changed hands, but the word was still faintly visible and was carved into a stone tablet to stand in the garden. The poet is sixty-eight years old and has been to Shenyuan occasionally. He was moved by this scene, deeply moved. He also wrote poems:
Maple leaves are yellow at first,
Worried about the new ointment for the temple.
Looking back on Lin Ting's past emptiness,
Chunlu, who said heartbroken?
Bad walls are drunk and dusty,
Broken clouds and endless dreams,
Over the years, the illusion has been eliminated,
Return to the Pu niche with a wick of incense.
The poet is seventy-five years old. Nearly forty years after Tang Wan's death, he is still passionately attached, revisiting his old place and waving his hand.
Pen and tears composed two poems of Shen Yuan;
The sunset painted mourning in a corner of the city.
Shen Yuanfei repaired the pool platform;
Under the bridge of sadness, the spring waves are green,
It used to be an amazing photo.
For 40 years,
Shen Lao does not fly;
This trip is a tribute to the mountains.
I am still dead.
When he was 8 1 year old, the poet also wrote sleepwalking poems in the pavilion of Shenyuan, including "I am afraid to go near Chengnan Road, but Shenyuan is even more hurt" and "jade bone has been buried in spring for a long time, and the ink marks are still locked between the walls." Sentence.
The poet was eighty-four years old, only one year away from his death. He revisited Shen Garden and missed Tang Wan until his death. spring
Travel "poem says:
There are flowers in Shenjiayuan,
Half of it was in that era.
It is also a beautiful death.
I can't stand this dream. I'm in a hurry.
This love poem is full of deep feelings, sad and painful, and every word is a feudal ethical code that eats people.
Blame. Lu You's love tragedy, which has been celebrated through the ages, was made into drama and film by later generations and put on the stage screen.
4. Poems about two people who can't be together
There are many poems describing that people who love each other cannot be together. Love has been the theme of poetry since ancient times. Excerpts are as follows:
If the relationship is long, how can it be a matter of time? -Qin Guan's "Queqiao Xianxian Qiao Yun"
Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in two places. -Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. -Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi"
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. -Li Zhiyi, operator of divination.
Hating you is not like the moon, east and west, north and south. East, west, north and south. Just each other.
Hating you is like a month on the river, full or loss. Full or loss. When did you completely freeze? -Lv Benzhong's "Mulberry Picking"
Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. -Li Qingzhao's "Pruning Plums"
5. Poems describing love but not being together
Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in two places.
Return your double beads, my eyes are full of tears, and I regret not meeting you before I got married.
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, I don't think about it, I will never forget it, I am alone in a grave, and there is nowhere to talk.
Since that parting, I have always missed that beautiful meeting and hugged you in my dream many times.
Acacia knows when to meet, and this night is embarrassing.
Hating you is like a month on the river, full or loss. What time does the party end?
Boolean operator (Li Chi Ngai)
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 only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning.
Nineteen Ancient Poems: Travel and Re-travel
You walk, walk, walk all the time, thus separating your life from mine.
Since then, you and I have traveled thousands of miles, I am in heaven, and you are in heaven.
It's a long way to go, Xiu Yuan, and we'll be safe!
North Malaysia is still attached to the north wind, south birds fly north, and nest in the south branch.
The longer they are apart, the wider they become and the thinner they become.
Clouds cover the sun, and wanderers ignore it.
Just because I want you to age me, another year will soon end.
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Here are some short ones.
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.
Back to pearl, tears fell, and I hated not meeting before I got married.
You were born before I was born, and I was old when I was born. Hate is not born at the same time. Hello every day.
Birds and fish go their separate ways, and mountains and rivers no longer meet.
You are at the head of the Yangtze River and I am at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day and drink the Yangtze River water.
6. Ancient poems describing two lovers who can't be together.
First, "South Village Name" Author: Cui Hu last year today, in front of this door, peach blossoms set each other off in red.
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. Commentary: At the end of Cui Hu's senior high school entrance examination, Tomb-Sweeping Day traveled alone in Nanzhuang, a suburb of Chang 'an, and walked to the front of a farmhouse with peach blossoms. A beautiful girl came out and received him warmly, leaving an unforgettable impression on the other side.
636f707932313133353231363533133336333303861When Tomb-Sweeping Day came again the next year, the door was closed. Second, "Jiangchengzi" Author: Su Shi ten years of life and death two boundless, incredible, unforgettable, thousands of miles lonely grave, nowhere to talk about desolation.
Interpretation: The poet/kloc-married Wang Fu at the age of 0/9, and they fell in love and lived in harmony. Wang Fu and Su Shi lived in the capital, but unfortunately died in May (1065) of the second year of Song Yingzong Zhiping. First buried in the western suburbs of Bianjing, and the next year buried in his hometown of Anzhen Township, pengshan county, northeast of Meizhou, Sichuan.
This word was written in memory of his late wife Wang Fu. Third, "Operator" Author: Li Chi Ngai 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 only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning.
Interpretation: I live at the source of the Yangtze River and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day, but I don't see you, but I drink a spring water.
When will this river stop, and when will this hatred stop? I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and I will never betray your lovesickness. Four, "Untitled" Author: Li Shangyin time far before I met her, but longer after we parted, the east wind, a hundred flowers bloom.
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! . Interpretation: the opportunity to meet each other is rare, and it is even more difficult to leave when leaving. And now it is the spring when the east wind is weakening, and the fading of flowers is even more sad.
Spring silkworms don't spit silk thread until they die, and wax oil drops like tears when candles burn to ashes. Five, "Die Lian Hua" Author: Liu Yong belt gradually widened without regret, making people haggard for Iraq.
Interpretation: People have lost weight, and my clothes are getting looser and looser. I have never regretted it. I'd rather look haggard in memory of her. References:
Baidu Encyclopedia "Ten Years of Life and Death of Jiangchengzi" Baidu Encyclopedia "Untitled time was a long time before I met her, but it was longer since we broke up" Baidu Encyclopedia.
7. A famous sentence describing two people who love each other but can't be together.
Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in two places.
Return your double beads, my eyes are full of tears, and I regret not meeting you before I got married.
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, I don't think about it, I will never forget it, I am alone in a grave, and there is nowhere to talk.
Since that parting, I have always missed that beautiful meeting and hugged you in my dream many times.
Acacia knows when to meet, and this night is embarrassing.
Hating you is like a month on the river, full or loss. What time does the party end?
Boolean operator (Li Chi Ngai)
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 only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning.
Nineteen Ancient Poems: Travel and Re-travel
You walk, walk, walk all the time, thus separating your life from mine.
Since then, you and I have traveled thousands of miles, I am in heaven, and you are in heaven.
It's a long way to go, Xiu Yuan, and we'll be safe!
North Malaysia is still attached to the north wind, south birds fly north, and nest in the south branch.
The longer they are apart, the wider they become and the thinner they become.
Clouds cover the sun, and wanderers ignore it.
Just because I want you to age me, another year will soon end.
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