Poems of missing

This poem of missing is as follows:

1, the belt is getting wider and wider, but I don't regret it, which makes people haggard for Iraq. -Liu Yong's Wu Fengqi

Appreciation: The sentence "The belt is getting wider and wider" was written with a healthy pen. I swear that I would like to be thinner and haggard in order to miss Iraqis. "Never regret", that is, "I will never regret when I die", shows the hero's perseverance and persistent attitude, and the poetic realm is sublimated.

2, the breadth of life and death, Zi Chengqi said. Hold your hand and grow old with your son. -Anonymous "The Book of Songs, High Wind and Drumming"

Appreciation: This poem means that the general who has served abroad for many years misses his hometown and his wife. This is a famous love poem. This poem describes a recruiter's yearning for his sweetheart day and night: thinking of the oath of "holding your hand and growing old with your son", thinking of the loneliness of life and death, how can you not cry and grieve!

If two kinds of feelings last for a long time, sooner or later. -Qin Guan's "Queqiao Fairy"

Appreciation: The poet's philosophical exposition sums up the true meaning of love: love should stand the test of long-term separation. As long as we can really love each other, even if we live far apart all the year round, it is much more valuable than the low-level tastes that accompany day and night, showing a noble spiritual realm. This sentence has become an eternal famous sentence praising love.

4. When will Acacia meet? At this point, the night is awkward. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"

Appreciation: autumn wind is so sad, autumn moon is so bright; The fallen leaves fluttered, gathered and scattered, and even the birds perched on the trees were frightened. I want to meet my dear on that day. Now that we are apart, when can we meet again? On this autumn night, it's really embarrassing to think of it. Walking into the door of lovesickness, I know the pain of lovesickness. The pain of lovesickness is an eternal memory, but the short-lived lovesickness is endless. If I had known that acacia was so entangled in my heart, it would have been better to have never met each other.