Romantic Poems on Valentine's Day

Romantic Poems on Valentine's Day

A collection of romantic poems on Valentine's Day, Valentine's Day, covers the whole world with romantic colors. On this day, men and women will express their love with gifts or blessings. In ancient China, people regarded Tanabata as China's Valentine's Day. Let's look at the romantic poems of Valentine's Day.

Romantic Poems on Valentine's Day 1 Part I: Valentine's Day without Lovers

Qixi, Valentine's Day

A few simple words

Took me there twenty years ago.

Alone in Hainan

Near the north slope of Wanning, Dazhou Island.

Valentine's day without a lover

Life is really sad.

Tear the clouds gently

Look at the Milky Way next to the stars.

Is there anything for me? She sat motionless.

Across Qiongzhou Strait

The waves rolled.

Tear the clouds gently

Look at Na Yue, thin and milky.

Touch the moonlight and lick the soft waves.

Take out her picture.

Watch and feel.

Sitting alone on the beach

Facing the sea, my heart rises and falls like waves

A pair of seagulls flew overhead.

Sing a Valentine's Day song

Pity me.

Or are you laughing at me?

Wave the photo in your hand.

My heart also has sustenance.

Chapter 2: Valentine's Day without roses

Valentine's day without roses

Roses are a luxury.

Desire and fantasy are like

The fusion of water and alcohol

When you're drunk, you have everything.

Wake up, everything is a dream.

Valentine's day without roses

Night accommodates loneliness.

Walking under the street lamp became

traipse

The distance from one section to another.

Expansion and re-expansion

No roses. Valentine's day

The heart is a rose.

When the season comes

Look forward to

Looking forward to …

Chapter 3: Quiet as chrysanthemum fragrance (Valentine's Day whisper)

Last five minutes.

Midnight moonlight

Yin Mian's finger shadow is beside your drunken cheek.

Appreciate notes

After calming the sparkling water waves.

The chrysanthemum fragrance of filar silk determines

Allow yourself to remain silent.

Indulge in your hands

Pour out like dew.

In a subtle and unreserved way

Open Your Eyes

On the first page of Spring Sorrow

Even at the end of my life.

Review the past five minutes.

Then accept your drunken silence.

Accompanied by the silent title page of Chrysanthemum Fragrance

Brush off the lead mark of peony.

Have a graceful demeanour in mirror water.

This scene is under the moon.

Like a faint shadow of an ink boat.

About the wave of meditation in your diary

leave

After closing your eyes

I close my eyes.

When hands and hearts freeze.

help each other

Snuggle together

For example, smile like the morning light and be honest as before.

In the days to come

All memories

Walking on the staff of the wind

Because tonight is guaranteed to smell like chrysanthemums.

Calm the sound of moonlight.

In the eyes that allow you to be alone.

A butterfly that is no longer lost.

Burn incense gently.

Let this road be as quiet as chrysanthemum fragrance.

The air that leads me to feather

My heart is as quiet as snow.

* * * Dance

Very delicate

When you smile

Smile like my rosy clouds.

My flying wind

With all your pink dreams

Become another source

As always, the distant wine store.

Amber.

With your beauty

In the silent midnight

In the boundless moonlight with chrysanthemum fragrance.

Very delicate

Chapter 4: Valentine's Day

Tonight, I should take it.

Your gentle little hand

Walking under the brilliant starlight

Wrap your scarf carefully and gently.

Listen to the faint sound of falling stars in the night sky.

Fengxue Romantic Xu Hang

Fengxue Romantic Xu Hang

Or take you back to the bustling world of mortals.

Let a glass of wine and a cup of coffee

Tell our hearts.

Telling the passage of time, life is like a dream.

Anyway, everything is denied and everything is affirmed.

What are we afraid of?

This fear has been hidden for many years. Let's go

Let's drink a toast.

The beauty of love has existed since ancient times. People with feelings abound. China's earliest love stories are found in The Book of Songs. Moreover, in the author's view, the love in the Book of Songs, as Confucius said, is the purest, in a word: "thinking innocently".

The Book of Songs Peak and Drum Music

Life and death are generous, and Zi Cheng says. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.

Book of Songs, Tang style, take precautions.

The slightest bit is paid, and Samsung is in the sky. What occasion? See this lover. Son, son, what a good lover!

The Book of Songs, National Style and Guanju

Guan Heming's osprey, accompanied by the small continent of the river. A beautiful and virtuous woman is a good spouse of a gentleman. Mix shepherd's purse and salvage it from left to right.

A beautiful and virtuous woman wakes up to pursue her. If you can't pursue it, the black nightclub misses her during the day. Miss Long, I can't sleep over and over again.

The Book of Songs, National Style and Ji Zi

Qingqing is your collar, YY is my miss. If I didn't go to see you, didn't you get my letter? Green is what you wear, and leisurely is my feeling. If I never visit you, can't you take the initiative? Come on, always open your eyes, on this high tower. I haven't seen you for a day, like March!

The Book of Songs is a compilation of popular poems in the pre-Qin period. After the Book of Songs, some love poems in Han Dynasty are the most representative. Represented by Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun.

Han Zhuo Wenjun, Bai Tou Yin.

I am full of thinking that if I marry a person with a heart, I can love each other and be happy forever.

Han, the phoenix begs for the phoenix.

There is a beautiful woman, I will never forget her. I want to go crazy if I can't see you for a day.

Anonymous Vietnamese song

What happened tonight? Today, I must be in the same boat with the prince. There are trees in the mountains and branches in the trees. I don't know.

After the Han Dynasty, poetry reached its peak in the Tang and Song Dynasties. During the Tang and Song Dynasties, it was the peak in the cultural history of China, and tens of thousands of great poets emerged. Especially those who love graceful and restrained poems, such as Liu Yong, Wen, Jiang Kui, Qin Guan, Li Shangyin, Du Mu, Yan Shu, etc., have left us the most popular love stories.

Zhang Tang Su Zhong, Yanziwu

The residual lamp upstairs is accompanied by dawn cream, and the person who sleeps alone starts from the lovesick bed. How many lovesickness one-night stands are there? The ends of the earth are not long.

Tang Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one, grow on the earth, two branches of a tree ... the earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.

Song Ouyang Xiu's "Jade House Spring"

I'm going to talk about the date of return before I respect you. I want to talk about spring first. Ah, there is love in life, and love is in the depths of madness. This is not irrelevant to hate-the wind overhead, the moon in the sky. Before the farewell party, Mo sang a new tie. This song has a sad feeling. It's easy to see all the flowers in Los Angeles at first.

Tang Wen Ting Yun, the new voice of Yang Liuzhi.

A foot of crimson is better than dust, and the old is not as good as the new. Linglong dice Anhoudou, what do you know about bone acacia?

Besides the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, there are many meaningful love poems, which the authors choose in turn. I hope you like them.

Yuan, Xu Zaisi, descending order of laurels

After birth, there will be no acacia, only acacia, and then acacia. The body is like a floating cloud, the heart is like a flying catkin, like it, like it constantly. There is a lingering fragrance here, and the beloved doesn't know where to go. When is the most violent time when the symptoms of lovesickness come? It's when the light is half dark and the moon is half bright and half bright.

Jin Yuan's inquisitiveness, fishing and Qiu Yan's Ci.

Ask the world, what is love, teaching life and death? Flying in all directions, the old wings have been hot and cold several times. Have fun, leave the bitterness, and there will be more children in school. You should have a sentence: Wan Liyun, Qian Shan Muxue, who are you only looking at?

Qingnalanxingde Yu Meiren

Reunion in the depths of the winding aperture, tears even to people. Sorrow and parting should be the same, at most, there is no clear resentment between months. Sleeping alone for half a life, the mountain pillow is stained with sandalwood. Recall what is the most fascinating thing. The first one is to draw a skirt with folded branches.