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I don't know what you really want, so I'll share all my collections, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign.

Meet Huan

Li Yu (Nantang)

The flowers in the forest withered in spring, which was too hasty.

Helpless, cold rain comes early and wind comes late.

When do you still have a heavy drink when you are in tears?

Naturally, people hate water when they grow up.

I think we broke up before.

Byron (UK)

I think we broke up before,

Tears silently,

It is expected to be quarantined for many years.

We can't help but be heartbroken;

Your face is cold and white,

Your kiss is more like cold ice,

Oh, that moment was a sign.

My sadness today.

Cold dew condenses in the morning,

My forehead is cold,

That feeling seems to be

This is a warning to me.

Your vows have been broken,

Your behavior is so frivolous;

When people mention your name,

I'm ashamed to hear that.

They talk about you in front of me,

A sound like a death knell;

I'm shaking all over-

Why am I so attached to you?

No one knows that I know you very well,

Oh, I know you so well-

I'll regret it for a long time,

It is difficult to be humanitarian in such a deep place.

You and I met in secret,

I am sad silently again,

I can't believe you lied to me,

Your heart has finally forgotten.

If many years later,

We met again by chance,

How can I greet you?

I can only be silent with tears.

Chusek

Du Mu (Tang)

In the autumn night, candlelight reflected the screen, and Fan slapped the fireflies with his hand.

Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega.

Beautiful moment

Bitrak (Italy)

Beautiful year, beautiful January, beautiful hour,

Beautiful season, beautiful moment, beautiful time,

In a beautiful place, in this happy village,

As soon as I met her eyes, I had to give in easily

Cupid's golden arrow hit me in the heart,

It is deeply rooted in my heart,

I tasted this first love.

Fall into a painful and sweet love.

The wonderful voice from my heart,

Keep calling this lady's name,

Sighs, tears and longing.

I praised her with the best feelings,

Just for her, not for anyone,

I wrote such a beautiful poem.

A butterfly in love with flowers

Liu Yong (Song)

It's no problem to lean against a dangerous building.

Looking forward to spring sorrow, the sky is dark.

In the afterglow of the grass, no one will lean on the fence and be silent.

I'm getting drunk.

When drinking is a song, strong music is still tasteless.

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

Do you remember?

Storm (German)

Do you remember every spring night,

We looked down at the garden through the window lattice,

At night, mysteriously.

With the scent of winter jasmine and cloves?

The starry sky overhead is so vast,

You are so young:-Time flies furtively.

How silent the night is! From the seaside

There are thousands of birds singing clearly;

Our eyes crossed the treetops.

Looking at the hazy countryside silently.

It's spring all around us now,

It's just that we no longer have a hometown.

Now I often stay up late to listen.

Listen to whether the night wind is still blowing to my hometown.

Anyone who starts a family in his hometown,

He won't wander in a foreign land again.

His eyes are always on his hometown:

There is only a little comfort-we are still holding hands.

Huanxisha

Wei Zhuang (Tang)

Acacia is missing every night,

The sad moon leans on the railing,

Miss you, miss me, I'm cold.

The painting hall is as deep as the sea,

In retrospect, I only read old books.

When will you join hands in Chang 'an?

Rosa multiflora

Klopp Stoke (German)

I saw her in the shade of spring,

I tied her up with a wild rose belt;

She didn't feel anything, so she took a nap there.

I looked at her, my life.

Tie her life with this line of sight;

I feel it, but it's confusing.

But I silently whispered to her:

I shook and rustled with Bai Yutang's belt;

So she woke up from her nap.

She looked at me, her life.

Her eyes are fixed on my life ...

Our surroundings have become a paradise.

Yanzilou

Guan (Tang)

The residual lamp upstairs is accompanied by dawn cream, and the person who sleeps alone starts from the lovesick bed.

How much is a one-night stand for lovesickness? The ends of the earth are not long.

Please say "I love you" again.

Mrs browning (United kingdom)

Please say it again, say it to me again.

Say "I love you", even if it is repeated over and over again,

You will think of it as a "cuckoo's song";

But remember, between the green hills and the green forests,

In valleys and fields, even if spring is clear.

Wearing green is not perfect,

If she misses that cuckoo syllable.

Love, so dark around, can only be heard in the ear.

The voice of fear, in the painful uneasiness,

I shouted, "Say it again: I love you!" " "Who doubts?

Too many stars, even if each one is spinning in space;

Too many flowers, even if each one is full of spring?

Say you love me, you love me, ring the bell!

Just remember that you must love me with your soul, in silence.

Miss each other

Wang Wei (Tang)

Red bean shrubs grow in the south and produce many branches in spring.

People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.

My love is like a red rose.

Burns (Scotland)

Oh, my love is like a red rose,

The wind blows in June;

Oh, my love is like a sweet song,

Play harmoniously.

My good girl, what a beautiful person!

Look at me, what a deep love!

Dear, I love you forever,

Even if the seas run dry and the rocks crumble, the water will kill everyone.

Even if the ocean dries up and the water runs out,

The sun burns rocks to ashes,

Dear, I love you forever,

As long as I live.

Take care, my only love,

Take care, let's leave for a while,

But I have to come back,

Even thousands of miles to Wan Li!

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Lu You (Song)

Keywords red crisp hand, yellow rice wine,

Willow trees on the palace wall in spring in the city.

The east wind is evil, and the feelings are thin.

A sad mood, a cable that I haven't seen for years.

No! No! No!

Spring is still old, and people are empty and thin.

Tears flooded her face.

Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion.

Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu.

Mo! Mo! Mo!

My lovesickness

Camons (Portuguese)

My lovesickness,

When can I see you!

Time is so empty,

Life is so boring,

Everyone lives like this,

Only I can't live.

Time goes by,

But the day I met you,

But it disappeared forever.

Look at this change,

Is it cut off?

In this short life

That long miss!

Even if you get what you want,

If I want to see you,

I have to go through all kinds of hardships.

the taste of missing

I have some experience,

But there's nothing I can do,

Because I lit the fire of love,

The deeper the pain,

My love for you,

The more innocent.

My lovesickness,

My lovely creditor,

This is full of true feelings,

Who can I talk to?

This is my wish;

day and night

With you by my side.

Quail day

Jiang Kui (Song)

Fertilizer and water keep flowing to the east. I didn't plant acacia at the beginning.

The meeting in the dream is always unclear, and we can't catch up to see a clearer portrait, and this kind of wet dream is often helpless and will be startled by the sound of the mountain bird.

Spring is not green, the temples are first silk, and the world is not sad for a long time.

I don't know who made me miss that evening, that happy reunion night. Only you and I can understand this feeling.

ditty

Heine (Germany)

A girl with endless happiness,

How beautiful and naive you are,

I just want to do this for you,

Give my life.

Your sweet eyes

Shining like the moon;

Your rosy face

Show the red light of roses.

From your little mouth

Shining pearls;

The most beautiful gem

It's hidden in your chest.

A girl with endless happiness.

I want to see your beautiful image for the first time,

I feel a deer in my heart,

That may be a kind of love.

A butterfly in love with flowers

Su Shi (Song)

Flowers wither and red apricots are small.

Swallows fly, green water people go around.

There are few branches blowing willows, and there are plenty of fragrant grass in the sea!

Swing inside and outside the wall

The layman in the wall, the beauty in the wall laughs.

Laughter dies in silence, but passion is mercilessly annoyed.

serenade

Hugo (France)

After dusk, when you sing softly in my arms,

Did you hear my heart beating gently?

This soft song aroused all my old happiness.

Ah! Sing, sing, dear, sing forever;

You smile like a budding flower of love,

All the worries in my heart disappeared with it,

A pure smile is like your loyal heart.

Ah! Laugh, laugh, dear, laugh heartily;

Just as you were sleeping quietly beside me,

Breathe like a whisper.

You are so quiet and beautiful in your sleep.

Ah! Sleep, sleep, honey, sleep quietly.

Cui Yingying Waiting for the West Chamber (Excerpt)

Wang Shifu (Yuan)

[Gong Zheng? Clear sky, yellow flowers, tight west wind, flying north and south. Who is drunk in Xiao Lai's frost forest? Always in tears.

[Rolling hydrangea] I hate being late with you, but I hate being sick. Willow silk is long and jade is difficult to tie, and I can't wait to hang in the sparse forest. The horse limped and the car followed quickly, but he told Acacia to avoid it and left early. Hearing the word "go also", Jinchuan was released; Seeing the Shili Pavilion in the distance, I lost my jade muscle. Who knew this was annoying!

In the garden

Aleixandre (Spain)

Knowing that she never gets angry,

How sweet!

By her side

Life is happy.

Never seen

Black storm in the west

Sweep across her face.

At most: a wisp of melancholy.

"Look, bird!" Or: "Branches ..."

Or: "What's flashing? ……"

Yes, the wind is blowing,

Affectionate and fragrant.

She can enjoy the flowers in the garden.

Tall maple: rich and elegant, spring rippling.

Sometimes she is beside the tree, graceful and charming and fragrant.

Fairy posture gas field, killing time.

Sometimes she is in the garden, covered with morning glow and full of passion.

The sun is shining and the blonde hair is shining. ...

But I saw her color, she was walking on the path,

Roses bloom in front of you.

My heart suddenly filled with melancholy.

Roses. Love. Petals. Square group

Her absorbed face is always bathed in flowers,

In the fragrance, the brilliance is moving! Youth time!

Forever young morning

A beautiful image hangs over her.

Thin dress, transparent and fiery red.

How single-minded I am, staring at me,

Completely unaware that her slightly exposed body gently blows.

Dianthus flourishes and violets are light,

There are also nameless flowers with faint fragrance under their feet.

In the sun, naked body, shy face,

In a flash, she looked at me,

It conveys mysterious and incredible love.

I immediately opened my throat and called her.

Call her name with a heartfelt voice.

She's getting closer, within reach, inspiring,

Her voice is sincere.

Very bright and charming,

She sent me a bunch of flowers. At this moment, she came:

With her fragrance,

Wet hands,

Her kiss—

Hot passion.

Shengchazi

Ouyang Xiu (Song)

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the flower market is brightly lit.

The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk.

On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year.

I will never see my old friend last year again, and my tears are soaked through my clothes.

To Clemot.

Wei Erlun (French)

Mysterious boat songs,

Silent heart music,

Honey, because of your eyes

As blue as the sky,

Because of your voice.

Like a strange ghost

Disturbed my mind,

Make it crazy,

Because of your heart

White and fragrant,

Because of your breath,

Innocent and simple,

Ah, because of all of you,

Like touching music,

Like the rain clouds of the past,

Tone and fragrance,

A gentle rhythm

Heart to heart,

Feel my sensitive heart,

I hope this is true!

A butterfly in love with flowers

Ouyang Xiu (Song)

How deep is the yard?

The willow piles up smoke, but the curtain is not heavy.

Jade music carving saddle tour smelting place, the building is not high, look at Zhangtai Road.

March storm.

It closes at dusk, and there is no plan to stay in spring.

Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing.

Bu operator

Li Chi Ngai (Song)

I live in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River and you live in the lower reaches.

I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water.

The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred.

I just hope your heart is the same as mine, so don't bear it and don't miss it.

You are an April day on earth.

Lin

I said you were April,

Your laughter lit up the light and smart wind around you.

Dance and change in the 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, and you are, Xianyan.

You are wearing a crown of flowers, and you are

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

When the snow melts, you look like a yellow gosling

The first green bud, you are; Gentle and happy

In the water, you are swaying like a dreamlike Bai Lianhua.

You are a flower and a swallow in the tree.

Whispering between the beams, you are love and warmth.

It's a poem, you're an April day on earth!

Touch the fish

Yuan Haowen (Jin)

Ask the world, what is love, teaching life and death?

Flying in all directions, the old wings are hot and cold several times!

Have fun, leave the bitterness, and there will be more children in school.

You should have a saying, Wan Liyun, Qian Shan Sunset Snow, only for whom to shadow!

Cross grave road, flute and drum when lonely, smoke is still flat.

What's the point of evocation? Shan Gui wept for the wind and rain.

The sky is also jealous. If you don't believe it, birds and swallows are all loess.

For generations, leave it to poets to sing, drink and visit Qiu Yan.

I'd rather be rapids. ...

Petofi (Hungary)

I'd rather be the rapids,

A river in the mountains,

On the rugged road,

Pass over the rocks ...

As long as my lover,

This is a small fish,

In my waves

Swim around happily.

I wish I were a barren forest,

On both sides of the river,

For a gust of wind,

fight bravely ...

As long as my lover,

It's a bird,

In my dense,

Nest among the branches and sing.

I would like to be a ruin,

On the steep rocks,

This silent destruction,

Doesn't make me depressed. ...

As long as my lover,

Is the ivy of youth,

Along my desolate forehead,

Climb up intimately.

I'd rather make a cabin,

At the bottom of the ravine,

On the top of the hut,

Be struck by wind and rain ...

As long as my lover,

Is a lovely flame,

In my stove,

Blink slowly and happily.

I want to be a cloud,

This is a broken gray flag.

In the vast sky,

Wandering around lazily,

As long as my lover,

A coral sunset,

Beside my pale face,

Show a bright luster.

lily magnolia

Yan Shu (Song)

On the grassy old road, he seemed that the couple left me easily and set off.

The bell on the first floor struck the fifth watch, and the sadness in my heart was like being sprinkled in the spring rain in March.

Ruthless people understand the sufferings of affectionate people, and the melancholy of one inch of acacia has become thousands of strands.

Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time.

How could I miss her?

Liu Bannong

There are several clouds floating in the sky.

There is a breeze blowing on the ground.

Ah!

The breeze blows my hair,

Teach me how to miss her.

Moonlight loves the ocean,

The ocean fell in love with the moonlight.

Ah!

Such a honey-like silver night,

Teach me how to miss her.

The falling flowers on the water flow slowly,

Fish swim slowly downstream.

Ah!

Swallow, what did you say?

Teach me how to miss her.

The dead trees shook in the cold wind.

Wildfire burns in the twilight.

Ah!

There is still some afterglow in the west,

Teach me how to miss her.

Zui Hua Yin

Li Qingzhao (Song)

The mist is thick and the clouds are thick, and the days are sad. Kapoor is among the birds in the incense burner.

The festival is also a double ninth festival, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is half cold at night.

Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves.

Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju.

Forever, I will wait

Yu Guangzhong

If I hear you pour out in the morning, the most beautiful

That verb, if it died that night,

What am I afraid of? When I love

If you can't love heartily, you must love sadly.

This summer, your beauty stung me for no reason.

As long as you reach out, a miracle will land.

In the open palm, there is your landing.

In the palm of my hand, the palm of the lotus.

For example, the evening in late summer, facing the pool full of fragrance.

Facing the quiet and spontaneous combustion soul

Who will promise me?

What if I call you by your nickname?

As long as there is in the pool, as long as there is in summer.

A petal of red, why did I meet you?

Lotus is the nickname of Pearl Krabs, and Lotus is Pearl Krabs.

Read Pearl Krabs, and meet people when you meet lotus.

As long as there is in my heart, as long as there is in my dream.

There is also a smell that summer is dying.

That is, stubble is everywhere, that is, the stars are not extinguished.

Still the soul of the lotus.

Forever, I will wait for you to separate your lips, say it and spit out that verb.

People who have loved are far from forgetting. Injury prevention

Trauma is always there. My scar

Scary red, branded lotus.

Qihuai

Huang Jingren (Qing)

Clearly, the waist is light and the palm is light, and the pity is the clearest.

A thousand steps can't hide beauty, but lilies don't lock.

Zhu bird window is about to be exhausted, and the child will become a solid eye.

The first ecstasy was this sound when the jade hook was first released and the hair clasp was first dropped.

once in a while

Xu zhimo

I am a cloud in the sky,

Occasionally projected into your heart—

You shouldn't be surprised,

There's no need to be happy-

It disappeared in an instant.

You and I met in the dark sea,

You have yours, I have mine, direction;

You remember it well,

You'd better forget,

The light that shines on each other at this intersection!

Quail day

Yan (Song)

The first time I met you, in the crisp cup where I met you for the first time, it was so gentle, beautiful and affectionate that my face flushed when I took a sip.

We danced and sang heartily, exhausted, and shook the peach fan feebly, from the late-night dance of Liushao Moon until the roof outside the house fell in the middle of the night.

Since that parting, I have always missed that beautiful meeting and hugged you in my dream many times.

Tonight, I look at you with a silver lamp, but I'm afraid this meeting is in my dream.

Don't blame me.

Wen Yiduo

Don't blame me!

And there was nothing,

Life is an accidental meeting,

Let him accidentally miss it.

Don't blame me!

Don't blame me!

Tears are waiting by the eyes,

All you have to do is say a word,

One word will knock you down.

You, Mo Wen and me!

Don't mess with me.

Don't try to light a fire on the ashes.

I'm exhausted,

It is best to let it fall asleep!

Don't mess with me.

Don't touch me.

what do you think? what do you think?

We met by chance,

You are worth missing.

Don't touch me.

Leave me alone!

Add a lock from now on;

Don't knock on the wrong door again,

This time, it was my fault.

Leave me alone!

A butterfly in love with flowers

Nalan Xingde (Qing)

Hard work is the most pitiful day, month and month.

The past is like a ring, and the past and the past are lost.

If the moon finally comes out, I will not hesitate to be roasted by snow and ice.

It's easy to die without that kind of fate.

The swallow is still there, said the soft curtain hook.

After singing the autumn grave, I didn't rest, and the spring bush recognized the amphibious butterfly.

Here-

Shelley (UK)

1

There is a word that is often abused.

Don't want to abuse again;

There is a feeling of being ignored,

Can you despise it again?

There is a hope that is too much like despair.

Caution cannot be crushed;

Please have mercy from your heart,

It is extremely precious to me.

2

What I offer cannot be called love,

Just worship,

Even heaven is willing to take care of it,

Think you shouldn't be a stranger?

Like a moth longing for the sky,

The night wants to embrace the morning,

How can we not let the tragic world die?

Fall in love with something far away?