The complete works of lovers' poems 1. Poems about lovers
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Poems expressing missing lovers
Acrostic
Late at night, under the willow moon,
Love is like a light song.
A horse crossing the willow embankment knows an inch of grass,
Xiaoyun haunts the moon and reflects its heart.
Parting is bitter water, loneliness is a spoonful of coffee. I make acacia thick, taste the fragrance you left behind like Xijiang River, and it flows east day and night. I'm worried about Jiangling-Yu-
No one longs for love, even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? -Li Shangyin.
Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate, and it also shines on the courtyard flowers for the people. -Sender-Zhang Bi-
Tears are falling in your eyes. I hate not meeting you before I got married-Zhang Ji.
Tears can be traced, but words are hard to send-Chen Duansheng.
As long as two people love us to the end, why covet my Heron? -Qin Guan
Linglong dice Ann Monkey Bean, do you know how much you miss it? -Yang Liuzhi-Wen Tingyun-
Falling in love is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more-Gong Zizhen.
Afraid of lovesickness, I've thought about it, and it's my turn to leave lovesickness, revealing a trace of brow. Yu Yan
After birth, there will be no acacia, only acacia, and then acacia. The order of laurels-Xu Zaisi-
Sorrow and parting should be the same, at most, there is no clear resentment between months. Diary about love "Yu Meiren"-Nalan Xingde-
2. What poems are there for lovers?
Poetic, affectionate, beautiful and warm (love poems) The first realm is "visible"-look at Cangyang Jiacuo, or I didn't see me there, or I didn't like you, or I didn't miss my feelings, I didn't come, I didn't love you, or I didn't love you, and I didn't increase or decrease your love. Or you don't follow me, my hand is in your hand. Come to my arms or let me live in your heart. Love each other silently, and rejoice silently. The second realm "When you are old"-Ye Zhi When you are old, gray-haired and sleepy by the fire, please take this poem and read it slowly, recalling the softness of your eyes and their heavy shadows in the past. How many people love your beauty when you are young and happy. Hypocrisy and sincerity: only one person loves you, the pilgrim's soul loves you, and the painful wrinkles on your aging face hang down, silently telling the story that love disappeared by the burning stove. On the mountain overhead, it walked up and down slowly, hiding its face among a group of stars. The third realm (love poems)-Tagore The farthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death, but when I stand in front of you, you don't know that I love you; The furthest distance in the world is not that you don't know I love you when I stand in front of you, but that I am so obsessed that I can't say I love you. The furthest distance in the world is not that I can't say I love you, but that I miss you so much that I can only bury it in my heart. The furthest distance in the world is not that I can't say I miss you, but that I love each other but can't be together; The furthest distance in the world is not loving each other but not being together, but pretending not to care when you know that true love is invincible; The furthest distance in the world is not the distance between trees, but the branches that grow from the same root, but cannot depend on each other in the wind; The furthest distance in the world is not that the branches can't depend on each other, but that the stars face each other without intersecting tracks; The furthest distance in the world is not the trajectory between stars, but even if the trajectories meet, there is nowhere to be found in the blink of an eye; The furthest distance in the world is not that you can't find it in an instant, but that you are doomed to meet it before you meet it; The farthest distance in the world is the distance between fish and birds, one in the sky and the other in the depths of the sea; Dear, now, you are by my side, but we can't fall in love in the sun.
The fourth realm "To the Oak Tree"-Shu Ting, if I love you, I will never show off myself by your branches like climbing Campbell. If I love you, I will never learn from spoony birds and repeat monotonous songs for the shade. It will not only bring cool comfort to the spring for many years, but also increase your height and set off your prestige like a dangerous peak, even sunshine and even spring rain. No, these are not enough! I must be a kapok beside you, standing with you in the image of a tree, grasping the leaves underground and touching each other in the clouds. Every time a gust of wind passes, we greet each other, but no one understands us. You have your copper branches and iron poles, such as knives, swords and halberds. I have my red flowers, like a heavy sigh and a heroic torch. We share the cold wave, thunder and thunderbolt. We appreciate the mist, flowing orchids and rainbows, which seem to be separated forever, but they are interdependent.
3. Multi-lover related poems
Never mind that Zhu Yan in the mirror is thin.
The Magpie Tread by Tang Feng in the Five Dynasties and Southern Dynasties [Who cares about leisure]. Although the beauty in the mirror is getting thinner and thinner. The self-image of a poet who drown his sorrows in wine is outlined here. The first part of the original words is: "Who has abandoned leisure for a long time? Every spring comes, melancholy remains. I often get sick before I finish spending every day. ~ "The poet's face is rosy, and if he is drunk all day, he will inevitably be haggard. But in order to get rid of my troubles, I still "speak the truth after drinking" before the flowers every day, and I don't care if I see my beauty getting thinner in front of the mirror. In the original work, this word expresses the melancholy feeling of people who miss the right thing, which can be extended to express various types of depression in life, or to express the feeling of unremitting efforts to achieve a certain goal.
4. Lovers' Poetry
1' s belt is getting wider and wider, and he will never regret it, which will make people haggard for Iraq.
-Liu Yong "Wu Fengqi" Volume II "Life and Death and Child Bearing" said. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.
-Anonymous "The Book of Songs, High Wind and Drumming" 3 If the two love for a long time, it is still in the morning and evening. -Qin Guan's "The Bridge Fairy" 4 When did Acacia meet? At this point, the night is awkward.
-Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words" 5 There is a kind of beauty that I will never forget. If I don't see it for a day, I will think crazily. -Anonymous "Feng Qiu Qin Huang Ge" 6 This time I left you, it was wind, rain and night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends.
-Zheng Chouyu's "Farewell" 7 enters my lovesick door, knowing that I am lovesick, lovesick for a long time, lovesick for a short time. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words" 8 Once the sea was difficult for water, it was amber forever.
-Yuan Zhen's "Five Thoughts" 9 If the road dust is raised and the cement is muddy, when can we meet in harmony? -Cao Zhi's "Tall Buildings and Bright Moon".
5. What poems are there for lovers?
Poetic, affectionate, beautiful and warm (love poems) The first realm is "visible"-look at Cangyang Jiacuo, or I didn't see me there, or I didn't like you, or I didn't miss my feelings, I didn't come, I didn't love you, or I didn't love you, and I didn't increase or decrease your love. Or you don't follow me, my hand is in your hand. Come to my arms or let me live in your heart. Love each other silently, and rejoice silently. The second realm "When you are old"-Ye Zhi When you are old, gray-haired and sleepy by the fire, please take this poem and read it slowly, recalling the softness of your eyes and their heavy shadows in the past. How many people love your beauty when you are young and happy. Hypocrisy and sincerity: only one person loves you, the pilgrim's soul loves you, and the painful wrinkles on your aging face hang down, silently telling the story that love disappeared by the burning stove. On the mountain overhead, it walked up and down slowly, hiding its face among a group of stars. The third realm (love poems)-Tagore The farthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death, but when I stand in front of you, you don't know that I love you; The furthest distance in the world is not that you don't know I love you when I stand in front of you, but that I am so obsessed that I can't say I love you. The furthest distance in the world is not that I can't say I love you, but that I miss you so much that I can only bury it in my heart. The furthest distance in the world is not that I can't say I miss you, but that I love each other but can't be together; The furthest distance in the world is not loving each other but not being together, but pretending not to care when you know that true love is invincible; The furthest distance in the world is not the distance between trees, but the branches that grow from the same root, but cannot depend on each other in the wind; The furthest distance in the world is not that the branches can't depend on each other, but that the stars face each other without intersecting tracks; The furthest distance in the world is not the trajectory between stars, but even if the trajectories meet, there is nowhere to be found in the blink of an eye; The furthest distance in the world is not that you can't find it in an instant, but that you are doomed to meet it before you meet it; The farthest distance in the world is the distance between fish and birds, one in the sky and the other in the depths of the sea; Dear, now, you are by my side, but we can't fall in love in the sun.
The fourth realm "To the Oak Tree"-Shu Ting, if I love you, I will never show off myself by your branches like climbing Campbell. If I love you, I will never learn from spoony birds and repeat monotonous songs for the shade. It will not only bring cool comfort to the spring for many years, but also increase your height and set off your prestige like a dangerous peak, even sunshine and even spring rain. No, these are not enough! I must be a kapok beside you, standing with you in the image of a tree, grasping the leaves underground and touching each other in the clouds. Every time a gust of wind passes, we greet each other, but no one understands us. You have your copper branches and iron poles, such as knives, swords and halberds. I have my red flowers, like a heavy sigh and a heroic torch. We share the cold wave, thunder and thunderbolt. We appreciate the mist, flowing orchids and rainbows, which seem to be separated forever, but they are interdependent.
6. An ancient poem dedicated to my lover
It's Tanabata, so you can send this ancient poem.
"Que Qiao Xian Qiao Shu Yun" Guan Qiao Shu Yun, flying stars spread resentment, silver and South Korea are dark. When the golden wind meets the dew, it will win, but there are countless people in the world.
Common complaint against acacia, tender feelings like water, meet each other as if it were a dream, when it is hard to see the bridge. If two kinds of feelings last for a long time, they are still there, day and night.
The meaning of the whole poem is this: thin clouds are changing in the sky, meteors are conveying the sorrow of lovesickness in the sky, and I am quietly crossing the distant and boundless galaxy tonight. Tanabata meeting in the autumn wind and white dew is better than those couples who are together in the world.
* * * v. Acacia, tender as water, short will be like a dream, can't bear to see the magpie bridge road when leaving. As long as two people love each other till death do us part, why do you want to be very much in love?