Love and poetry?

A Flowering Tree-Xi Murong

How to let you meet me

In my most beautiful moment

for this reason

I prayed in front of the Buddha for 500 years.

Pray for Buddha to let us have a dusty relationship.

Buddha made me a tree.

Follow the path you may take.

Under?the?sun

Carefully full of flowers.

Every flower carries my previous hopes.

When you get close,

Listen carefully

Trembling leaves

This is the passion I am waiting for.

When you walked under the tree, you didn't notice me.

On the ground behind you

My friend,

Not falling petals

But my withered heart.

She nodded-Cao

She nodded,

That's a glass of rose wine;

Into my throat,

The serenity of a cool breeze;

I play with taste and have a long attitude.

Like herring floating on the lake after rain.

She nodded,

This is an ivory ship;

Took away my troubles,

Transferred to jasmine's fragrance show;

I stood on the steps, feeling uneasy,

See the beautiful universe in an instant.

Seeing and not seeing-Cangyang Jiacuo

Have you seen me?

I was there.

Not sad or happy.

You can either read me or you can't read me.

Love is there.

Don't come or go.

Do you love me or not?

Love is there.

Neither increasing nor decreasing.

Are you with me or not?

My hand is in your hand.

Never give up.

Come into my arms.

or

Let me live in your heart

Silent love

Silence and happiness

That day-Cangyang Jiacuo

On that day,

I closed my eyes and was in the fragrant fog of the temple.

I suddenly heard the truth in your hymn;

In January of that year,

I shake all the curved pipes,

Not to cross over,

Just to touch your fingertips;

That year,

Kowtow and climb the mountain,

Not for the audience,

Just to stick to your warmth;

At that time,

Put mountains, water and pagodas,

Not for the afterlife,

Just to meet you on the road.

In January of that year,

I gently turned all the curved pipes,

Not to cross, just to touch your fingerprints;

That year, I kowtowed and embraced the dust.

Not to worship Buddha, just to stick to your warmth;

At that time, I searched hundreds of mountains,

Not to repair the afterlife, just to meet you on the road;

It's just that that night, I forgot everything,

Abandoned faith, abandoned reincarnation,

Just for the rose that once cried in front of the Buddha,

Has long lost its former glory.

The first song "The Book of Songs, Li Feng and Drumming"

Drums are dull and soldiers actively use them. Cao Tuguocheng, I travel south alone.

From Sun Zizhong, Chen Pinghe and Song Dynasty. No, I'm going home. I'm worried.

Where do you live? Lost his horse? For it? Under the forest.

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

I am rich, but I am still alive. Sorry, but I believe it.

The second book, The Book of Songs, National Style and Zhao Nan Guan Ju.

Guan Heming's osprey, accompanied by the small continent of the river. The beautiful and virtuous woman is a good spouse of a gentleman.

Interlaced shepherd's purse, flowing from left to right; A beautiful and virtuous woman wakes up to pursue her.

I can't wait, and I'm thinking; Miss Long, I can't sleep over and over again.

Staggered shepherd's purse, picked from left to right; A beautiful and virtuous woman came to her with a couple and a couple.

Staggered shepherd's purse, left and right; A beautiful and virtuous woman rings the bell to please her.

The third book "The Book of Songs, National Style, Qin Feng and Sword Armor"

The Millennium is frost. The so-called Iraqi people, the water side, follow it back, the road is long. Swim back from it, in the middle of the water

It's been a long time, and it hasn't changed for thousands of years. The so-called Iraqis are in the water. Tracing back and forth from it, the road is blocked and broken. Swim back from the inside and swim in the water.

Jia Cai, peace and prosperity have not passed. The so-called Iraqis are in the water. Go back and follow, the road is blocked and turn right. Swim back from the inside and swim in the water.

The fourth part touch fish Yuan Haowen

Ask the world what love is and teach life and death. Flying in all directions, the old wings have been hot and cold several times. Happiness is happy, but parting is painful. There are more stupid children, and you should also have language. There are clouds in Wan Li, and Qian Shan snows only for whom.

Cross Fen Road, take care when you are lonely. The smoke is still dull, so what's the point of evocation? Shan Gui crows in the wind and rain, and the sky is jealous. If you don't believe in peace, birds and swallows are all loess. The times will last forever. In order to leave it to the poet, I sang and drank and visited Qiu Yan.

The fifth book, Jiangchengzi Mao Yi, records Su Shi's dream on the 20th day of the first month.

Ten years of life and death are two boundless. Never think, never forget. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.

When night came, my dream suddenly came home. Xiao Xuan window, get dressed. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.

The seventh Han Yuefu folk song is evil.

Evil, I want to know you, and I want to live a long life. There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, there is Lei Zhen in winter, and there is rain and snow in summer. Only when heaven and earth are in harmony can we dare to be with you!

8 th queqiao fairy Qin Guan

The thin clouds in the sky are changing, the meteors in the sky convey the sadness of acacia, and the endless galaxy I quietly crossed tonight. When the golden wind meets the dew, it will win, but there are countless people in the world.

Tender as water, the ceremony is like a dream. If love lasts a long time, it will last forever.

Porcelain Poems of Tongguan Kiln in the Nine Tang Dynasties

You gave birth to me and I gave birth to you. You hate me for being late, and I hate you for being early.

You gave birth to me, but I didn't. I hate not having you. Meanwhile, I treat you well every day.

I was born before you were born, but you are old. I am far away from you, and you are far away from me.

I was born before you, but you were born. I turn into a butterfly every night to look for flowers and live in the fragrant grass.

The 10th Liu Yongfeng Wuqi

Leaning against the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking forward to spring sorrow, and the sky is dark.

Who will rely on silence in the afterglow of grass smoke?

I plan to get drunk on the map of madness and sing songs for wine, which is strong and tasteless.

I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.

When you're old, Ye Zhi

Old, gray-haired, sleepy.

Take a nap by the fire. Please write down this poem.

Read slowly and recall the tenderness of your eyes in the past.

Recall the heavy shadows of their past.

How many people love you when you are young and happy?

Worship your beauty, hypocrisy and sincerity

Only one person loves your pilgrim soul.

Love the painful wrinkles on your aging face

Hang your head down by the burning fire.

Whispering sadly about the passing of love.

It paced slowly on the hill overhead.

There is a face hidden among a group of stars.

Hui Wei

Goethe

When the flowers appear on the vine again,

The wine in the barrel will ferment;

When roses are as red as fire,

What will happen to me? I don't know.

Tears always flow on my face,

No matter what activities you do or don't do;

There is only an infinite desire,

I feel my chest burning.

When I found out the truth,

I can't help but tell myself:

When I was in love,

Living such a wonderful life.

You are an April day on earth.

Lin

I said you are the April day of this world.

Laughter lit up the surrounding wind; Lightweight and flexible

Dancing and changing in the splendor of spring.

You are the cloud on the first day of April.

The evening breeze is soft, and the planetesimals are there.

Unintentionally flashing, drizzle sprinkled in front of the flowers.

That's lightness, that's elegance. You are, Xianyan.

You are wearing a crown of flowers, and you are

Naive and solemn, you are the full moon every night.

After the snow melts, the goose yellow looks like you; fresh

The first green bud, you are; Gentle and happy

Water floats with white lotus in your dreams.

You are a flower and a swallow in the tree.

Whispering between the beams, you are love, warmth,

It's hope, you are April day on earth!

I loved you.

Pushkin

I once loved you;

Love, perhaps,

It didn't completely disappear in my mind;

I hope I won't bother you again;

I don't want to upset you any more.

I once loved you in silence and despair,

I endure shyness and jealousy;

I once loved you so sincerely and tenderly.

God bless you, another person will love you like me.

The harbor of Mongolian people

Goethe

Beautiful appearance can only please for a while,

Inner beauty can last forever.

Walking in love is a dance in heaven.

I know myself very well,

My body is traveling,

My heart will rest in my lover's arms forever.

The most wonderful book in the book,

This is the book of love;

I have read it carefully:

Only a few pages are happy,

The whole article is full of pain,

There is a parting narrative.

Love is hard to hide,

It's hidden in my heart,

But it's easy to leak out of your eyes.

Love caused only by emotional impulses,

Like a tower built on the beach,

Is bound to collapse.

The happiest moment,

When two people are saying something that no one can understand,

Secrets and fun that no one knows.

Where the passion of youth lies, the sea will not cool,

Heaven and earth will not make love cold.

Men love real women,

A woman loves a man who looks to the future.

Love is a bright word.

Gibran

Love is a bright word, written by Zhang Guangming in a bright hand on a piece of paper.

Love is the veil between lovers.

A man who refuses to forgive a woman's subtle faults will never enjoy her beautiful virtues.

Love only gives himself; What love takes away is only himself.

Love does not possess, nor will it be possessed by others. Because love is self-sufficient.

Couples only hug one thing, but they don't really hug each other.

Leave some space and let the wind dance between love.

Love each other, but don't let love be a bondage.

Let love become a flowing ocean between the hearts of the two sides of the strait.

Fill each other's glasses, but don't drink together.

Give each other your bread, but don't eat the same bread.

Sing, dance and have fun together, but keep yourself.

Just like the strings of a pipa are separated, but they play the same tune.

Give your hearts, but don't give them to each other for safekeeping.

Stand together, but don't get too close; Because the pillars of the temple are erected separately,

Oaks and cypresses don't grow in each other's shadow.

byron

Love is just a part of life for men.

But for women, it is the whole of life.

The first kiss is not a guarantee of eternal love,

But it is a permanent memory mark in the history of life.

Love is hard, you can't expect it to appear like a dream.

Happy memories are no longer happy, and sad memories are still sad.

Love can and should always accompany marriage.

Sweeter than everything, it is the first passionate love-the only one.

A woman can accept a compliment.

Women are great creators of men.

If you are tired, you should relax; if you love, you should rest.

Tagore's classic love poems

"I can't keep your waves."

The riverbank said to the river, "I can only keep your footprints in my heart."

At night, I feel your beauty,

Like a beloved woman blowing out her lamp.

Ah! Beauty, you should cultivate your inner beauty from love.

Don't revel in your external beauty in front of the mirror. Let the dead have a lasting and unfortunate name,

Let the living have eternal love. Love is a full life, just like a full glass.

Ye Er becomes a flower when he is in love, and a flower becomes a fruit when he worships.

"fruit! How far are you from me? " "flowers! I am hidden in your heart! "

Love builds a bridge between finiteness and infinity.

Believe in love even if it only brings you sorrow. Don't close your heart.

When I die, the world! Please keep silent.

Leave the sentence "I loved" to me!

Shakespeare's classic love poems

How to love others if you don't love yourself?

Marriage is the end of youth and the beginning of life.

Is love gentle? It is too rough, too bossy, too barbaric;

It stings like a thorn.

Sincere love is never plain sailing.

Kiss is a poem in love life. The night of love has noon sunshine.

If there is no reason to "like", then there is no basis for "hate".

The sweetest honey can numb the taste; Less passionate love will last for a long time;

Too fast and too slow will lead to unsatisfactory results. Sorrow is evidence of love.

However, deep sadness is evidence of misjudgment.

Guo's classic love poems

"born twice?" be

The first time was on the day when people began to live;

The second time was on the day when love was born.

If you are a stone, you should be a magnet;

If you are a plant, you should be a mimosa;

If you are human, you should be the right person.

Beauty is in your face and love is in your heart.

Love draws nourishment from reviewing the past and looking forward to the future.

Love without being loved is the greatest misfortune.

Of all natural things, the human heart is the brightest.

Unfortunately, it is also the human heart that creates the deepest darkness.

Women are perfect demons.

As long as there is hatred, one woman is worth ten men.

A pure hug is worth a thousand words.

Reduce the universe to only one person,

Extend the only person to God,

This is love!

Roman? Roland's classic love poems

Love that has experienced pain and maturity is the most passionate love.

Spiritual communication needs no words, as long as it is two loving hearts.

Love is beautiful, but for God's sake. ...

If you die for love, you love too much.

The combination of two people should not be mutually restrictive,

This combination should be a blooming double flower.

Love is a duel. If you look around, you're finished.

Get love through light. Where there is love, there is life. ...

True love is nothing. Love more, love less. ...

It's about sending yourself out.

For a heart scarred by love,

What is the rest of the world?

If a woman has no hallucinations,

Make her feel completely in control of the people who love her,

It is this man who doesn't love her enough,

She must try her own strength.

Dickens' classic love poems

Love transcends all worldly considerations. ...

A contented hut is better than a heartless palace. With love, everything is enough.

A lover cannot leave the object he loves,

He lives a life of two and a half people.

A lover must have someone he loves in his heart.

Love is stronger and more powerful than hate.

It is a good thing that love can persist;

However, without perseverance in other aspects,

Then the persistence of love is worthless.

"What is true love?"

Yes-blind loyalty, unswerving dedication, absolute obedience,

Regardless of oneself, despair, speechless, speechless, unbelief,

Give the whole heart, liver and spirit to you to dominate!

You are the last dream of my soul!

If love is too strong, it won't last forever.

"My wife 176 kg."

"Would you like to exchange your wife for the same weight of gold bars?"

"Don't change!" "Why?"

"Because this metal is more precious than the most precious metal in the world,

She is the king of metal! "

Balzac's classic love poems

Love melts anger as sunlight melts icicles.

In the spiritual field, true love can constantly create miracles.

Seeing beauty in imperfection is not "love".

Our hearts are like an emotional mine. Love is gold and hate is iron.

A man doesn't know how to turn his wife into a mistress, which proves his vulgarity and imbecility.

Love said, "We have nothing but love.

But we are richer than all the kings on earth. "

Spoony people are always deaf and blind.

One day, when you are in love, you must keep a secret first.

Don't open your heart until you know the details of each other.

A noble heart, for love, in great pain, there will always be a good show.

Heine's classic love poems

what is love ?

"Love is a star shrouded in the morning mist."

Without you, heaven would be hell.

On your beautiful lips, I always kiss instead of words.

My kiss is like a flame from my heart!

The happiness that kissed me yesterday has disappeared today.

What I get is sincere love, which won't last long.

Women have a way to make men happy;

But there are more than 3000 ways to make men suffer!

Only in love can there be truth.

"What is love?" "..." No one can answer.