1. Poems about warmth
Suddenly, like a spring breeze, thousands of pear trees bloom
A few plum blossoms bloom alone in the corner
Green ants’ new fermented wine, small red clay stove. It's snowing in the evening, can I have a drink?
Snow
Su Mei
The snowflakes are flying, flying and refusing to stop
As if in harmony with the sad music played for parting
Thinking and chanting the blessings sent out
Have you found a suitable harbor to anchor?
Even if it is cold, you will not feel the cold and have snow as your dance partner
Flying gently in the whirlpool of dreams
The cotton-padded clothes covering my body also fell off gently
Is it snow, is it driving me away?
A touch of farewell, wrapped in the color of snow
I can’t bear to desecrate such a pure white world
Leave silently, praying for love
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I wish each could have their own world
The snowflakes were flying, flying...
Gradually stopped. 2. Poems about romance
1. If you are cold, I will hold you in my arms; if you hate, I will wipe away your tears. . If you love me, I will broadcast it to the whole world; if you leave me, I will bear it silently. .
2. My love opens for you, like white lightning piercing the sky; my love runs for you, like red blood filling your body. .
3. No matter in this life or the next life. .All I want is you. ..
4. Although it cannot satisfy your greatest material life. But I can give you my heart..
5. I love you with the passion of my old sorrows and the loyalty of childhood..
6 Your words have been locked If it is in my memory, then you can keep the key for me forever
7. No clothing is more suitable than your love and no decoration is more charming than your love
8. I want to sublimate the short poem about my love for you into a long life prose
9 I have surrendered unconditionally to you, so just sign the love contract
10. This life. .If..can’t have you, I will. . . . I hate myself so much
11. After drinking the wine of love brewed by you, if I don’t refill my cup, I will be thirsty for the rest of my life
12. I swear. .Fifty years later. I still love you as much as I do now..
13. Your name is written all over my heart. ..just let me love you forever! ! ! ! !
14. Without your love. The goal of living will be hard to come back!
15. I would rather not be free for you 3. Beautiful romantic verses with the word "fragrance"
The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance floats in the moonlight dusk.
The fragrant fragrance lingers on the sleeves, and the red lotus curls up in the autumn smoke.
The orioles sing and the butterflies dance for a long time, and the scent of pine flowers is cooked in the red stove.
A spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold, the flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy.
The incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is covered with golden armor.
Looking around, you can see the light of the mountains and the light of the water, and the fragrance of lotus flowers ten miles away from the railing.
The sound of incense embers leaking from the golden stove is faint, and the breeze blows and gusts of cold.
The crystal curtain moves and the breeze rises, and the roses fill the courtyard with incense.
The pale moon and sparse stars surround Jianzhang, and the fairy wind blows down the incense from the imperial furnace.
The plum blossoms are a little less white than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms.
The sound of swords and swords follow the steps of jade, and the clothes and hats stir up the incense of the imperial furnace.
I am drunk with peach blossoms, and the fragrant wind blows through the cabinet.
The winter plum blossoms are dotted with delicate branches, and the fragrant face is half-opened and charming. 4. What are the romantic poems about rain?
1. The sound of rain is gurgling, like living by the stream, I would rather it rain every day.
2. When it rains, I start to miss you. It turns out that missing you means being caught in the rain under an umbrella.
3. Rain is like crushed poetry, poetry is like endless rain!
4. Glass asked Yu if he was tired, and Yu asked Glass if it hurt.
5. The evening rain on the river is deep, and I should be sure to trust the nine springs. I turn off the lights and sit in the dark to listen to the rain. The rain is pouring all night long, and I am still sad.
6. It was rainy and windy last night, and the remaining wine was not consumed by heavy sleep.
7. The spring water is as green as the sky, and I can sleep by painting a boat and listening to the rain.
8. Listen to the wind and watch the rain, smile and watch the misty rain in the world of mortals.
9. The east wind blooms thousands of flowers on the trees at night, and even blows them down, making the stars like rain.
10. The night is rainy and cold. I am drunk alone with wine. I have long thoughts and memories. Who knows? When I wake up from the wine, I feel that the rain has stopped and the wind is quiet. It is past midnight and no one has slept.
11. There are swallows in the northern forest, and the rain is falling and the snow is falling; the new wind is mournful, and it is difficult to fly; the rain is about to break, but there is no way; the new wind is strong, and it will never leave.
12. I don’t know whose heart is broken by this rain all over the sky, but it just falls poetically in this rainy season.
13. Every year, the wind blows and the rain falls.
14. Dark thrush, light thrush, cicada's temples and hair are covered with clouds. Wushan is high, Wushan is low, and the dusk is rainy and Xiaoxiaolang does not return.
15. The wind brings rain, and the rain follows the wind. When the Longhan Dynasty flourished, the road to Shu was open, but when the road to Shu was open, there were only dragons. 5. I need a poem or self-composed poem about the warmth of companionship.
The years of mortal life are fleeting,
Walking into the golden autumn, full of poetry;
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Wrapping like silk, as warm as softness.
Your figure is my company;
The years are long, holding hands, tenderly lingering between heaven and earth.
The love between hearts, honest meeting,
The agreement on the three lives stone, the love of this life.
Feeling close, true love is speechless.
So happy and watching,
The longing in my heart has no regrets or complaints.
Thinking of your gentle words,
Falling in love with each other’s sincere emotions,
Remembering your kindness to me and your thoughts towards me,
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It’s wonderful to have such a connection between hearts.
Love is God’s will, true love is in the heart.
The hand holding my heart is filled with warmth,
You care about my life,
I miss your warmth and warmth;
Living alone In another person's heart,
is a companionship that can be encountered but cannot be sought.
The wandering of life, the influence of time,
Because of your embrace, there is no cold in all seasons.
Your busy figure,
is my ship moving forward,
The thoughts in my heart flow with the wind,
Accompanied by the stars and the moon , the stars are brilliant.
The world is like water, gathering and dispersing are fate.
Standing true to each other is an unchanging belief.
The world is like a dream, flowers bloom on the other side,
I would like to be a butterfly, smelling the fragrance and never sleep.
There are three thousand weak waters, but only one scoop is taken.
When I meet beauty, my heart is filled with warmth.
Your breath, your peace,
Whether in a dream or outside a dream;
You are my warm bond.
Thinking of you makes my heart beat; thinking of you makes my eyes wet.
The warmth and gentle call of a close friend,
My heart is higher than the sky, you are in the blue sky.
Eternity is a thought in the heart, ups and downs are a test,
The clear water flows eastward and the heart does not change, and the big waves wash away the sand and real gold emerges;
Jade clear ice cleanses the heart. , Warm and affectionate, the sky is blue,
The harmony between hearts is eternal, and cherishing it is forever.
The time is quiet and the autumn breeze is coming, and the warmth of the quiet garden accompanies the passing years;
The sky is wide and the wild geese are flying, and the warmth of love is companionship. 6. Poems about romance
Yuan Zhen's "Five Poems on Li Si": Once upon a time, there was no water in the sea, except for Wushan, it was not clouds.
The crowd searched for him thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, the man was there in the dim light
Holding my son’s hand, growing old together with him!
If you have achieved success, why should you die? I would like to be a mandarin duck and not envy the immortals
When the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win over countless people in the world
The eternity of heaven and earth will eventually end. This hatred lasts forever
Life is full of love and infatuation, and this has nothing to do with the wind and the moon
I hope that people will live long and live thousands of miles away.
The direct feeling of your love makes me burst into tears as soon as I look back on it
I will open my eyes all night long to repay my eyebrows that I have never raised in my life
If you teach the fundus of your eyes I have no hatred, I don’t believe that there are white heads in the world
When I see a beautiful woman, I will never forget her. If I don’t see her for a day, I miss her like crazy
As time goes by, love is hard to break. The heart is like a double mesh, with thousands of knots in it
Asking what love is in the world, it tells you about life and death. 7. Romantic verses
Jianjia
< p> From: "The Book of Songs"The jianjia is green and the white dew is frost. The so-called beauty is on the water side.
If you follow it, the road is long and blocked. Traveling back from it, Wan is in the middle of the water.
The leaves are luxuriant and the white dew is not yet clear. The so-called beauty is on the water.
Follow it back and forth, but the road is blocked and you can advance. If you go back and swim from it, you will feel like you are swimming in the water.
The jianjia is picked, and the white dew is not over. The so-called beauty is in the water.
Follow it back, but the road is blocked and to the right. If you travel back from it, you will find it in the water.
Guan Ju
From: "The Book of Songs"
Guan Guan Jujiu, in the river island. A graceful lady, a gentleman is fond of quarrels.
There are various water plants flowing left and right. A graceful lady, I long for her.
I can’t get what I want, so I sleep hard and think about it. Leisurely leisurely, tossing and turning. There are different kinds of watercress, pick them from left to right. A graceful lady, she is a friend of the piano and the harp.
There are different kinds of water-lilies, with leaves growing on both sides. The fair lady is played with bells and drums.
Shangxie
From: Han Yuefu
Shangxie, I want to know you, and live forever.
The mountains have no mausoleums, the rivers are exhausted, the winter thunders tremble, the summer rains and snows, the heaven and the earth are united, so I dare to be with you.
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Author: Li Shangyin
It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.
The spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and the wax torches will turn to ashes before their tears dry up.
When I look into the mirror at dawn, I am worried about the clouds on my temples. When I sing at night, I should feel the cold moonlight.
There is not much way to Penglai, so the blue bird is diligent in visiting.
Jinse
Author: Li Shangyin
The Jinse has fifty strings for no reason, each string and one column reminds me of the past.
Zhuang Sheng was fascinated by butterflies in his dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos.
The moon in the sea has tears, and the sun in Lantian is warm and the jade produces smoke.
This feeling can be remembered later, but it was already at a loss.
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Author: Li Shangyin
Last night the stars and the wind were on the west side of the painting building and on the east side of Guitang.
I don’t have the wings of a colorful phoenix, but I have a clear mind.
The next seat will be warmed by spring wine, and the red wax lamp will shine on each seat.
I listened to the drums to answer the official questions, and walked around Malantai.
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Author: Cui Hu
Last year on this day, in this gate, the faces of the people and the peach blossoms reflected each other's red. The human face has gone nowhere, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.
Bamboo Branch Poems
Author: Liu Yuxi
The willow trees are as good as the Qingjiang River, and I hear the singing on the Langjiang River. The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. It is either sunny or sunny.
Farewell
Author: Du Mu
Pingpingtingting is more than thirteen years old, and the cardamom leaves are in early February.
The spring breeze blows ten miles along Yangzhou Road, and you never know when the bead curtain is rolled up.
Passionate but always seem to be ruthless, only Jue Zun can't laugh in front of him.
The candle bids farewell with intention and sheds tears for others until dawn.
Lisi
Author: Yuan Zhen
Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud.
I look back lazily at Huacong, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king.
Raining Bells
Author: Liu Yong
The cicadas are chilling, facing the pavilion at night, the showers have begun to stop. There is no trace of drinking in the capital's tent. Fang is nostalgic, and the orchid boat destroys his hair.
Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, I was speechless and choked. Thoughts go thousands of miles away, the sky is vast and the mist is heavy at dusk.
Passionate sentiments have hurt parting since ancient times, and they are even more unworthy of leaving the Qingqing Festival in the cold. Where to wake up tonight, on the bank of willows, with the waning moon in the morning breeze.
The passage of time should be a time of good times and good times. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them?
The Sapphire Case, New Year's Eve
Author: 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.
The golden strands of moth snow and willow trees are filled with laughter and hidden fragrance. People searched for him thousands of times.
Suddenly looking back, that person was there, in a dimly lit place.
A Cut of Plum Blossoms
Author: Li Qingzhao
The fragrance of red lotus roots lingers in the autumn jade mat. He undressed Luo Shang lightly and boarded the orchid boat alone. Who in the clouds sent brocade books? When the wild goose returns, the moon is full on the west tower
The flowers are falling and the water is flowing. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I lower my brows, but it is in my heart.
Magpie Bridge Immortal
Author: Qin Guan
The clouds make tricks, the flying stars spread hatred, and the 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 it last day and night?
Sheng Cha Zi
Author: Ouyang Xiu
On Yuan Ye last year, the lights in the flower market were as bright as day. On the top of the willow tree in the moonlight, people meet at dusk.
On Yuan Ye this year, the moon and lights are still the same. I can't see anyone from last year, and my spring shirt sleeves are filled with tears.
Butterfly Loves Flowers
Author: Su Shi
The flowers have faded to red, green and apricots are small. When the swallows fly, the green water is surrounded by people. There are few willow trees blowing on the branches, and there is no fragrant grass anywhere in the world!
There is a swing in the wall, a way outside the wall, people walking outside the wall, and a beautiful woman in the wall smiling. The laughter gradually becomes quieter and quieter, but the sentimental one is annoyed by the ruthlessness.
Fortune Teller
Author: Li Zhiyi
I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day and don't see you, but I drink the water of the Yangtze River.
When will this water stop? When has this hatred ended? I only hope that your heart will be like mine, and I will live up to my love!