Poetry about having a crush on a girl

Verses about falling in love with a girl

After all, the days of secret love belong to youth. However, our youth has only memories left. That season is the simplest and most beautiful. Yes, there will be a smile on the corner of your mouth when you reminisce, and your face is full of happy smiles, then your youth is so worth remembering.

1. Miserable green and sad red, love is a matter of choice. ——Liu Yong's "Ding Feng Bo·Since Spring"

2. The eyes are full of tears and crying with blood. ——Xiang Ziyi's "Qinlouyue·Fangfeixie"

3. See off guests in Xianyang, wear a hat to express the resentment of the west wind. ——Wu Wenying's "Suochuanghan Magnolia"

4. Worry arises in the dusk, and happiness comes in the autumn. ——Meng Haoran's "Autumn Climbing Lanshan and Posting Five Pieces"

5. Three cups and two light wines can't defeat his late arrival and the strong wind! The wild geese are passing by, and I am sad, but they are old acquaintances. ——Li Qingzhao's "Slow Voice·Xun Xun Mi Mi"

6. Deep in the pond without saying a word, I feel sad for a few times as a boatman, and the swallows sail back to the vast water. ——Xue Zhaoyun's "Huanxisha·Hongpodutou Qiu Zhengyu"

7. The moon in the sea has tears, and the warm sun in Lantian creates smoke. ——Li Shangyin's "Jin Se"

8. Don't lean on the railing when you are alone. There are unlimited worlds. It is easy to say goodbye but difficult to see others. Falling flowers in flowing water and spring gone, heaven and earth (Li Yu's "Lang Tao Sha")

9. The depressed pavilion is far away, miserable and windy and dusty. ——Yu Xin's "Twenty-Seven Poems of Preliminary Songs·Twenty-six"

10. I want to kiss the willow flowers and complain in a low voice, but I am afraid that the willow flowers will be frivolous and will hurt the spring. ——Huang Xiaomai's "The Night Moon of Hunan Spring, Near the Qingming Festival"

11. Hard work is the most pity for the moon in the sky (Nalan Xingde's "Butterfly Loves Flowers")

12. Bee's puzzled Knowing people's suffering, Yan'er doesn't explain people's sorrows. ——Cheng Gai's "The Highest Building·Old Thoughts"

13. The red candles change the world, and the green mountains return to the dream home (Zhu Zumou's "Partridge Sky")

14. Drunk and confused, I can't remember the journey home at dusk. ——Xin Qiji's "Linjiang Fairy·Exploring Plum Blossoms"

15. The world is so vast that it is difficult to predict, and the sorrow of spring makes me sleep alone. ——Wei Yingwu's "Send to Li Dan Yuanxi"

16. After a few lines of tears at dusk, a crow crows in the moonlight (Xia Wanchun's "Bu Suanzi")

17. The distant past is just a dream, The silver zither cuts off the string of beads (Wang Shizhen's "Butterflies in Love with Flowers")

18. The sound of the horn in the night is sad, and the guests are worried and homesick. ——Wang Yuanliang "Looking to the South of the Yangtze River·Nine Days in Youzhou"

19. Helplessly, the clouds settled and the rain dispersed. By the railing, the east wind has teary eyes (Wang Shen's "Remembering Old Friends")

20. The sad swallow leaves a red line on its feet, and the annoying luan shadow is idle and fanned. ——Zhang Kejiu's "Sai Hongqiu·Spring Love"

21. When I hit the gun, it flowed, and I once remembered that my clothes were stained with tears. ——Li Haogu's "Jiangchengzi·Pingsha and shallow grass reach the sky"

22. This time, there is no one in the world who can cut off the traces of sorrow in my heart. ——Huang Xiaomai's "The Night Moon of Spring in Hunan·Near the Qingming Festival"

23. Just be ruthless, don't worry about others' suffering. ——Zhu Shuzhen's "Butterfly Love Flower·Send Spring"

24. By the side of the Yuewang Temple, the willow smoke locks away the sorrows of the past and present. ——Dai Fuxu's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou·Inscribed on Li Jiyun, the Minister of Hubei..."

25. More people eat cold food and tears, and want to rise up the tide of the city. ——Wang Anshi's "Renchen Cold Food"

26. The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it is almost dusk. ——Li Shangyin's "Le Youyuan"

27. Pushing the hands suddenly stopped, wet clothes and tears. ——Han Yu's "Listening to Master Ying Playing the Piano"

28. After all the lingering thoughts, the cocoon is pulled out, and the heartache is peeled away. ——Huang Jingren's "Qihuai"

29. No wonder the sorrow of spring gradually increases. ——Nalan Xingde's "Red Dates·Wind Xixi"

30. Every year, I am worried about the flowers. ——Yan Jidao's "Partridge Sky·Shou De Lotus Blooms and Knots Accompanying"

31. Time passes and many people grow old easily, although the world is full of sorrows and difficulties. ——Wu Qian's "Man Jiang Hong· Yuzhang Prince Teng's Pavilion"

32. The tears of Xiang are shallow and deep, and the color of bamboo is moist, and the songs of Chu overlap with the orchids.

——Li Shangyin's "Tanzhou"