It is also difficult to dream in a cold bed on an autumn night, and the sky blue is like water and clouds like sand at night. The geese fly away from the bamboo lodge, and the moon is empty on the twelfth floor.
Silent, dark acacia, no one knows outside the heart.
Not to hurt spring, but to seem to have lost weight. Think long in the morning and evening and turn into spring waves.
The remnant warbler of Asahi cried with my concubine, opened the door curtain and saw the grass grow. The east wind enters the courtyard and thousands of willows go west.
Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? . -Li Shangyin's Six Untitled Poems (No.6)
Get rid of the oriole, get rid of all the music on the tree. They woke her up when she dreamed that she went to meet him in Liaoxi camp.
There are thousands of maple leaves, and the river bridge is covered with dusk sails. Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night.
My husband is in Wu, and the west wind blows my concubine and worries about her husband. I sent a short letter, and every line of the letter soaked my tears. The cold came to you, and I sent warm clothes, but I don't know if I received them.
At the beginning of the month, the moon rises, the autumn tea is thin, and the thin silk gown does not change clothes. Andrew works hard every night, but he is afraid of leaving the room and can't bear to go back.
Miss a person 2 love a person, love a city.
Fall in love with the taste of sadness
I fell in love with words to describe my feelings.
Fall in love with the distant sky
Fall in love with the scenery with you
The call of the dust-laden Millennium
Wrapped around the edge of past lives
Feelings of past lives
Carve the waiting in my heart.
Under the ordinary pen.
Build a heart tomb of flowers for you
My sad mood is hard to heal.
The left hand says forget, but the right hand holds the inscription.
Three fireworks for a lifetime of sadness.
With lonely words
Always inadvertently reveals the taste of missing.
The urge to talk. Who can understand?
Love a person and protect a city.
My loneliness can only be tossed and turned in words.
My smiles and tears
But left it to the person who hurt me the most.
The quicksand of one finger makes me flow in the gap of the world of mortals.
3 thousand weak water, I sit on your other side
Always thought I loved you.
You can be fine all your life
Always thought I loved you.
I can grow old with you forever.
Always thought I loved you.
You can forget everything except yourself.
A simple life is very fulfilling.
but
How many infatuated hearts are burned by the confusion of love.
A deserted heart for a long time
No more hair-trigger tears
Tell all the vicissitudes of life
But I can't wait for you to warm my desolation again.
You are my eternal pain.
You are a pain in my heart forever.
You are the one I love.
The city of love.
Missing a person Poetry 3 A drop of rain and a person
Is the world a drop of rain? I said: Yes!
When thinking about this problem, the sky is floating.
Wet mood. The face of the sun
Gloomy, like burning paper money, rising constantly.
Plumes of smoke filled with sadness. Then disperse
A man on his knees.
Confess something. A drop of rain is like a wind knife.
Carve time into old age. My eyes are still there.
In front of the tomb, reminisce about the past.
The grass spits out a touch of new green in the wilderness.
As if this season, quietly, growing
The depth of memory. A familiar figure, a front
Cycle after cycle, rich in rings.
I got over my cold yesterday. look up
Only to find the winding path on the hillside
All the way to the warmth. All the tears bloom into
The melody of meditation, and the blood of inheritance.
Past seasons and past stories
Let it go. A new soil can't be sealed.
Sprouting buds. Pull out your crying feet
Turn around and walk in the other direction
A clever bird, singing.
The voice that guides the call. Then fly away.
Is a person the world? I said: no!
A drop of rain. one person
In Qingming. In spring. deduct
Two different images. And flowers.
It's out of season, bright and open.
The rain stopped. This is a sunny world.
It's getting more and more lively
Miss a person's poem 4 miss a person.
I didn't know that night was coming.
Listen quietly
Distant heart sounds
Here we go, watching silently.
Exquisite and beautiful smile, in
Scattered poems, dizzy sense of language.
Show weakness and desolation
Who can not pity?
I looked down deeply and knew
The new moon in the sky will say to me
Forget it, your world will gradually become clear.
My heart flies in silence.
A dark, trembling retreat
My long hair smells of piety.
If you are on the earth,
How can you forget, how can you forget my long hair and my heart?
Why not take me to fly bravely?
I didn't know that night was coming.
The night is getting darker.
It's windy and rainy.
The window is like a battlefield, full of sadness.
Who is singing with blood?
The gloomy tone makes the world empty.
Rain has become the only life.
Whisper, put your shadow
Draw on the glass of the window.
Still, it's so weak and cold.
Twilight, into my heart.
Timidly, I want you to stay.
However, you walked away gently and watched.
You walk into the dark rain and listen.
The voice on your back
I want to see your face again.
Your lips, I want to kiss again.
I want to read your mood again.
But you have gone far, my world.
Only all the cold is left.
Taught me how hot tears are.
I didn't know that night was coming.
As black as my eyes.
Seeing the light at night, the soul
Like a newborn baby, a crow
Fantasy dreams, telling
I will love this world.
Missing a person's poem 5 Missing a person.
A person's idea
Fry on the sheets every night
Sanskrit
Singing—
Let's go and don't look back.
future
If you love
Aihuilai
If you don't love
There will also be love.
But now
How to sit still?
Lonely and still missing
Missing is more sad.
Poetry 5: Waiting for a person's arrival
Dawn in April
I tried to mop the floor.
Erase all emotions.
The sun is flowing outside the window.
Like a river singing among the green hills.
There is a begonia tree in front of the door.
Smile happily
Probably for love, too.
She has been waiting all winter.
Outside the house in April
There are books everywhere.
Strive to grow up
Like flowers and plants in the corner
Noisy joint
I sat in the wind.
Lush thoughts are like poems.
Rise to the highest point of the dam
I waited with anticipation.
Wait for someone's arrival.
Dusk time
Turn on all the lights.
Night wind through the window
A gently swaying phoenix tail.
I heard their sweet whispers.