I would like to get to know you
The mountains have no edges and the heaven and the earth are in harmony, so I dare to be with you!
I wish to be with you and stay together forever. Han Dynasty; Zhuo Wenjun's "Baitou Yin"
How can I die if I succeed?
I would like to be a mandarin duck but not an immortal. Tang Dynasty; Lu Zhaolin's "Ancient Meaning of Chang'an"
There is no colorful phoenix flying on the body
The mind has a clear understanding. Tang Dynasty; Li Shangyin
I would like to be a winged bird in the sky, and a branch on the ground.
The eternity of heaven and earth will eventually come to an end, and this hatred will last forever! Tang; Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow"
It's hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.
Spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they are dead, and wax torches will not dry until they turn to ashes. Tang Dynasty; Li Shangyin
Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud.
Looking back lazily at Huacong, I am half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king. Tang Dynasty; Yuan Zhen's "Lisi"
The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. There is no sunshine but there is sunshine. Tang Dynasty; Liu Yuxi's "Bamboo Branch Poems"
In the heart of spring, don't let the flowers bloom
One inch of lovesickness and one inch of gray. Tang Dynasty; Li Shangyin
The candle is willing to say goodbye and shed tears for others until dawn. Tang Dynasty; Du Mu's "Farewell"
Red beans grow in the southern country, and a few branches will appear in spring.
I hope you will pick more jie, this thing is the most lovesick. Wang Wei's "Lovesickness"
When the flowers are in bloom, they need to be folded, so don't wait until there are no flowers left! "Golden Thread Clothes" by Du Qiuniang of the Tang Dynasty
A branch is full of dew and fragrance, clouds and rain in Wushan Heartbroken. Li Bai's "Qing Ping Diao No. 2"
The belt of clothes is getting wider and wider, but I don't regret it at all. Song Dynasty; Liu Yong's "Feng Qitong"
The past has become empty, still like a dream. Li Yu's "Midnight Song*How can I avoid sorrow and hatred in life"
Knowing my intention and feeling your pity, I must ask God for this feeling! Li Yu's "Geng Lu Zi Jin Que Chai"
On the top of the willow tree in the moonlight, people make an appointment after dusk. Zhu Shuzhen's "Hanzhazi"
When we see each other, it's as if we don't see each other, and if we are affectionate, we still seem to be heartless. Sima Guang "Moon over the Xijiang River"
When the ends of the earth are limited, there is only endless love. "Spring in the Jade House"
The sky never grows old, but love never ends
The heart is like a double mesh with thousands of knots in it. Zhang Sheng's "Thousand Years Old"
Looking at each other with tears in his hands, he was speechless and choked.
Sentiment has hurt parting since ancient times.
After so many years, it should be a time of good times and good times.
Even if there are thousands of styles, who can tell them? ! Liu Yong's "Yulin Ling"
The flowers float and the water flows.
One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow.
There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I only lower my brows, but it is in my heart.
Looking and searching, deserted and miserable.
This time, how can one say "sorrow"?
Speechless, I went up to the west building alone. The moon is like a hook. The lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks Qingqiu.
Keep cutting. Still confused. It's separation. Don't just have the ordinary taste in your heart.
How much sorrow can you have? Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward.
This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss. Li Shangyin's "Jin Se"
Ten years of life and death are so vast that I cannot forget them without thinking about them.
In the small window, they are dressing up, looking at each other without saying anything, only a thousand lines of tears. Su Shi "Jiang Chengzi"
The crowd looked for him thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, the man was there, in a dimly lit place. Xin Qiji's "Qingyun Case*Yuan Xi"
Tenderness is like water, and good times are like dreams.
If the love between the two people lasts for a long time, how can they stay in court? Qin Guan's "Magpie Bridge"
Only if you don't miss lovesickness in your life, you will miss lovesickness, which will harm lovesickness. Yuan Xu Zaisi "Toad Palace Song * Spring Love"
Sentiment has been full of hatred since ancient times, and good dreams are the easiest to wake up from. Qing Dynasty; Shi Qing's "Xi Yi Ti"
If the color is not charming, people will be fascinated by it, but beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Huang Cheng's "Collection of Hangzhou Sayings and Poems"
The endless tears of lovesickness throw away the red beans, and the endless spring willows and spring flowers fill the painting building. "A Dream of Red Mansions" by Cao Xueqin
Under the acacia tree, people talk about lovesickness, and Si Lang hates Lang Lang but he doesn't know it. The Republic of China; Liang Qichao
Think about it several times
I would rather miss the pain! Hu Shi "Sheng Cha Zi"
Since ancient times, there has been love and infatuation in life, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon. Song Dynasty; Ou Yangxiu's "Spring in the Jade House"
Hey!
What is love in the world?
Zhizhi teaches life and death to be mutually beneficial!
Life is precious, but love is even more valuable!
The ancients said
Hold your hand and grow old together!
Lovesick
p>I miss my love every day and stay awake at night, laughing and asking where I am in the world,
I hope we can meet again. Live life with a smile.
Don’t ask each other when we meet again and again, don’t be sad and shed tears,
Leave this poem secretly. Everyone has joys and sorrows.
Acacia Wang Wei
Red beans grow in the south. How many branches will grow when spring comes? I hope you will pick more of them, this is the most loved thing.
Looking at the moon and Huaiyuan Zhang Jiuling
The bright moon rises on the sea, the end of the world *** At this time, lovers complain about the distant night, but they start to miss each other at night.
The candle is extinguished and the pity light is full, I feel the dew in my clothes. I can't bear to give it away with my hands, but I still have a good time to sleep in dreams.
Autumn Wind Poems by Li Bai
The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws roost and startle again. We know the day when we meet each other, but I am embarrassed at this time and night;
Enter my lovesickness door, knowing that my lovesickness is painful, long lovesickness brings long memories, but short lovesickness brings endless love,
Morning Knowing that this is such a stumbling block to people's hearts, why didn't we know each other before.
Bamboo Branch Ci Liu Yuxi
The willows are green and the Qingjiang River is level, and I can hear the singing on Langjiang River. The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. There is no sunshine but there is sunshine.
Bamboo Branch Poems by Liu Yuxi
The mountains are covered with peach and red flowers, and the spring water of Shujiang River beats the mountain flow. The bonus fades easily like a man's will, and the water flow is infinite like Nong's sorrow.
Yanzi Tower Zhang Zhongsu
The remaining lamp upstairs is accompanied by the dawn frost, and the person sleeping alone gets up on the acacia bed. How many lovesickness does one night stand have? The ends of the earth are not long.
The Jinse by Li Shangyin
The Jinse has fifty strings for no reason, each string and one column reflects the past. Zhuang Sheng dreamed of butterflies at dawn,
Looking at the emperor's spring heart, he cares for the cuckoo.
The moon in the sea sheds tears, and the warm sun in Lantian creates smoke. This feeling can be recalled, but it was already lost at that time.
Untitled Li Shangyin
It was just empty words Missing, the moon is setting at five o'clock in the morning upstairs. The dream is far away and it is hard to recall, and the book has been urged into ink.
The wax shines on half the cage of golden jade, and the musk slightly embroiders the hibiscus. Liu Lang I already hate that Pengshan Mountain is far away, and it is even more separated by ten thousand layers of Pengshan Mountain.
Untitled Li Shangyin
The heavy curtains are deep in the Mochou Hall, and the night after lying down is slender. The life of a goddess was just a dream, and the life of my sister-in-law was originally a dream.
Feng Bo doesn’t believe that Ling Zhi is weak. Who teaches the moon dew that osmanthus leaves are fragrant? It is clear that it is useless to miss lovesickness, but to be melancholy is pure madness.
Untitled Li Shangyin
It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet. The east wind is powerless and all the flowers are withered. The spring silkworms will die when the silkworms are dead, and the wax torch will turn to ashes before the tears dry.
Looking in the morning mirror but worried about the change of clouds on the temples, I should feel the cold moonlight when singing at night. There is no way to go to Pengshan, and the bluebirds are diligent to look around.
Untitled Li Shangyin
Last night the stars and the wind were To the west of the painting building is the Guitang to the east. There are no colorful phoenixes flying on the body, but there is a clear understanding in the heart.
Gouchun wine is given to every other seat to warm it, and the wax lamps are covered with red lamps. Sighing, I listened to the drum and went to answer the official's request. I walked around Malantai and turned around.
Wandering Alone in Qujiang in Late Autumn by Li Shangyin
Spring hates me when the lotus leaves are growing, and autumn hates me when the lotus leaves wither. I know that my love will always be there, and I look forward to the sound of the water at the head of the river.
The night rain sent to Li Shangyin in the north
You asked about the return date, but the night rain in Bashan swelled the autumn pond. Why should I cut the candle from the west window,
But say nothing When it rains at night in Bashan.
Thinking of Yuan Zhen
Once upon a time, it was difficult to make water come from the sea, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud. I looked back lazily at the flowers, half of them were cultivators and half of them were kings.
Inscribed on Cui Hu, Nanzhuang, Capital City
On this day last year, in this gate, the faces of people and peach blossoms reflected each other's red. The human face has gone nowhere, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.
Farewell to Du Mu
Sentimental but always seeming ruthless, I can’t laugh in front of the bottle. The candle has a heart to say goodbye, and weeps for others until dawn.
Send someone Zhang Bi
Farewell Mengyi to Xie's house, the small corridor turns to the winding lantern. There is only the sentimental moon in the spring garden, which shines upon the fallen flowers for those who have left.
Letter of Love by Li Yi
The precious silk with water patterns makes me think about it for a long time, and the good times of thousands of miles will rest overnight. From then on, I had no intention of loving the good night and let him go down to the west tower under the bright moon.
Gift to the maid Cui Jiao
The princes, princes and grandsons are chasing after others, and the green beads are dripping with tears. As soon as Hou Men entered it, it was as deep as the sea, and Xiao Lang was a passerby from then on.
Sent to Li Yi, Yu Xuanji
I am ashamed of the sun and cover my sleeves, and I am too lazy to put on my makeup in spring. It is easy to find priceless treasures, but it is rare to find a lover.
There are tears on the pillow, and the hearts are broken among the flowers. Why should I hate Wang Chang when I can get a glimpse of Song Yu?
Jiangling is worried about the mystery of sending fish
Thousands of maple leaves turn into thousands of branches, and the river bridge covers the late evening sail. Remembering you, my heart is like the water of the West River, flowing eastward day and night without rest.
Sauvignon Blanc Bai Juyi
Bian water flow, Si water flow, flowing to the ancient ferry of Guazhou, Wushan is a little sad.
I miss you for a long time, I hate you for a long time, I hate it until I return home, and I lean on the building when the moon is bright.
Dream of Jiangnan Wen Tingyun
After washing up, I leaned alone on Wangjiang Tower. All the thousands of sails that have passed are not the same, the slanting light and the flowing water are long, and the heart is broken by Bai Pingzhou!
Sauvignon Blanc Lin Bu
Wu Shan Qing, Yue Shan Qing. The green mountains on both sides of the Taiwan Strait greet each other. Who knows the love of parting?
The king is filled with tears, and the concubine is filled with tears. The knot of Luo and Dai has not been completed. The tide at the head of the river has subsided.
Happy Meeting Li Yu
Speechless, I went up to the west building alone, the moon was like a hook. The lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks Qingqiu.
Continuous cutting and confusion are the symptoms of divorce. Don't just have the ordinary taste in your heart.
Crying in the Night by Li Yu
The forest flowers have withered the spring red, it is too hasty, but the cold rain comes in the morning and the wind comes in the evening.
The tears of rouge will make you drunk, how long will it last? Naturally, life grows and hates water.
Visiting Kinmen Feng Yansi
The wind picked up and blew a pool of spring water. In the path where the mandarin ducks are fragrant, I stroke the red apricot pistils with my hands.
The fighting duck leans alone on the railing, and the jasper scratches its head and falls sideways. I look forward to seeing you all day long, and I raise my head to hear the magpies rejoice.
Yulou Chun Ouyang Xiu
In front of the bottle, he planned to tell the date of return. Before saying anything, Chun Rong swallowed it. There is love and infatuation in life, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon.
Don’t renovate Li Ge, a song can teach you how to be tight. You have to see all the flowers in Luocheng before you can say goodbye to the spring breeze.
Sima Guang on the Xijiang River
The bun is loosely tied, and the plum blossoms are lightly made up. The red and green emeralds The mist is light, and the flying catkins are uncertain.
We meet each other as if we have not seen each other, and we are affectionate but seem to be heartless. After the music and songs are over, we wake up slightly. In the deep courtyard, the moon is leaning and people are quiet.
Magpie Bridge Immortal Qin Temple
Slender clouds make tricks, flying stars spread hatred, and silver and Han are far away in darkness. Once the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win over countless others in the world.
Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, and I can’t bear to look at the magpie bridge on my way back. If the love between two people lasts for a long time, how can they be together day and night?
Beauty Qin Guan
The green peaches planted and dewed in the sky are not ordinary flowers. The water is scattered deep in the chaotic mountains. For whom does a jade-like branch bloom?
What’s the limit to the light cold and drizzle? It’s hard to control spring if it’s not there, so why not indulge in it for you? I'm just afraid that when I wake up, I'll break my heart!
Yulinling Liu Yong
The chilling cicada is sad. Facing Changting at night, the showers have begun to subside. There is no trace of drinking in the capital tent, and the orchid boat urges you to stay in the place of nostalgia.
Looking at each other with tears in their hands, they were speechless and choked. Thoughts go by, thousands of miles of mist, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast.
Sentiment has hurt parting since ancient times. Even more embarrassing and neglected Qingqiu Festival. Where will I wake up from my drunkenness tonight? On the bank of willows, with the dawn wind and the waning moon.
The passage of time should be a time of good times and good scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them?
Feng Qiwu Liu Yong
Standing against the dangerous building, the wind blows softly. Looking forward to the extremely sad spring, the sky is gloomy. The grass is dimly illuminated by smoke. Who would be speechless?
I plan to get drunk on the madness. Singing to wine, strong music is still tasteless. The belt gradually becomes wider and I will never regret it. It makes people feel haggard because of Yixiao.
Recalling the Emperor’s Capital Liu Yong
The weather with a thin quilt and a small pillow. The feeling of separation. After a few colder nights, I still fall asleep again after I wake up.
After all, without sleep, a night is as long as a year. I also planned to wait, but returned to collect the bridle. They fought for Nai again, and the plan has been made.
Thousands of thoughts, many solutions, only lonely and tired. Dedicated to my whole life, I will bear your thousands of tears. < /p>
Last night the westerly wind withered the green trees. I climbed up to the tall building alone and looked across the road to the end of the world. If I wanted to send a colorful note, there is no ruler. The mountains are long and the rivers are far away.
Partridge Tianyan's few words
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The colorful sleeves held the jade bell diligently, but in those days, the beauty was drunk. Dancing low to the moon in the heart of the willow tower, singing to the wind under the peach blossom fan.
After seeing each other again, we met again and again, and shared our dreams with you several times. I only have a few silver photos left tonight, as if I was afraid that the meeting would be a dream.
The Sapphire Case Yuan Xi Xin Qiji
The east wind blows thousands of flowers and trees down at night, and even the stars fall like rain. BMW's carved cars fill the road with fragrance. The phoenix flute sounded, the jade pot flickered, and fish and dragons danced all night.
Moths are covered with golden strands of snow and willow, and laughter is filled with hidden fragrance. People searched for him thousands of times. Suddenly looking back, that person was there,
in a dimly lit place.
Yujiaao Chen Xishan
The front gate of Jiuling Peak leans alone. The frown hurts and the heart breaks. The beauty in pink is sad and farewell. What's the point of love?
Mountain climbing and facing water every year. Always remember that we came together and now we are alone. The lone boat floats in the lake light at night. The fading grass and the setting sun are infinitely meaningful.
Who will send it? The water of West Lake is the tears of lovesickness.
Jiang Chengzi Qin Guan
The willows in Xicheng make spring soft. Move away from worries. The tears are hard to hold back. I still remember how sentimental I was and how I once returned to the boat. What happened that day at Biye Zhuqiao?
No one was seen and the water flowed empty.
Time is not reserved for young people. Hate Yoyo. When will you rest? When the catkins are flying and the flowers are falling, I climb up the stairs. Even the spring river is full of tears.
There is no end to the flow, and there are many sorrows.
A Cluster of Flowers by Zhang Xian
When did Gao Huaiyuan become poor? Nothing is as strong as love. The sorrow of separation is causing thousands of threads to be in chaos, and the wind and rain are flying in the east road.
The horses are getting farther and farther away, and the dust is constantly collecting. Where can I find the trace of Lang?
The water in Shuangyuan Pond is soluble. The north and south are connected by Xiaoradi. After dusk in the Ladder Heng Hua Pavilion, it was still the slanting moonlight curtain.
Thinking about it deeply is not as good as peaches and apricots, but it is better to marry the east wind.