Separation is bitter water, loneliness is a spoonful of coffee, I brew the lovesickness thickly and taste the fragrance you left behind.
The dream of a bed of ice and silver cannot come true, the blue sky is like water and the clouds are light at night. The sound of wild geese is far away from Xiaoxiang, and the moon shines brightly on the twelfth floor.
Speechless, secretly missing each other, no one knows outside the two hearts.
It doesn’t hurt spring, but it seems to hurt spring and make you thin. Morning and night, long thoughts turn into spring waves that flow continuously.
The orioles of the morning sun sing with my concubine, and when I open the curtains, I can only see the luxuriant grass. There is an east wind blowing in in front of the court, and thousands of willow trees are heading west.
In the heart of spring, don’t let flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray. －Li Shangyin's "Six of Six Untitled Poems"
When you fight the oriole, don't let it sing on the branches. When I cry, I startle my concubine in my dream, and I cannot get to western Liaoning.
Thousands of maple leaves cover 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.
My concubine is in Wu at the border of Fu Xu. The west wind blows and I worry about my husband. A line of letters brings a thousand lines of tears, is it so cold that you have no clothes at your side?
The autumn dew of Gui Po's new life is slight, but the light Luo has been thin and has not changed its clothes. The silver zheng is played diligently every night, but I am timid and can't bear to return to the empty house. {[csc:pagelist]} The bridal chamber is quiet under the cold moon, with shadows of sycamore trees outside the pearl curtain. The autumn frost is about to strike, but the tailor's scissors are cold under the lamp.
Do you know that the exquisite dice and the red beans make people miss each other deeply? - Wen Tingyun's "Willow Branches"
The beauty rolls up the bead curtain and sits deeply with frowning eyebrows. But when I see wet tears, I don't know who I hate?
Puffy temples and hairpins are rare in the world, and the cloth skirt is still a wedding dress. If flax is sown well but no one has planted it, it is precisely when it returns that it never returns.
Thousands of gold can buy a gift like a gift, but who can complain about this situation? -Xin Qiji's "Touching Fish"
Life is full of love and obsession, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon. - Ouyang Xiu's "Spring in the Jade House"
Enter the door of my lovesickness, and know that I am lovesick.
Don't be a lover of love in this life, there is no place in the world for lovesickness. -Kuang Zhouyi's "Reducing Words in Huanxisha"
When the ends of the earth are limited, there is only endless love. -Yan Shu's "Spring in the Jade House"
The eternity of heaven and earth will eventually come to an end, and this hatred will last forever. -Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" {[csc:pagelist]} When will we know when we miss each other? It's embarrassing to be at this point in the night. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"
The fragrant and cold golden cat was rolled over by the red waves, and I got up to comb my hair lazily. Ren Bao's dowry is covered with dust, and the sun is hanging on the curtain hook. Afraid of the pain of separation, there are so many things that I want to talk about, but I still have to stop. Being new and thin is not due to illness and wine, nor is it a sad autumn. Rest! If I go back to Yangguan thousands of times, it will be difficult to stay. People who read Wuling are far away, and the smoke locks the Qin Tower. Only the running water in front of the building should miss me and stare at me all day long. The place where I stare is adding new sorrows from now on.
The Xiangjiang River has mottled bamboo branches, and golden-winged partridges fly. Everywhere Xiangyun merges, where does Lang return from?
The geese run out of books and it’s hard to send them, and the worries and dreams are hard to come true. I would like to follow the shadow of the lonely moon and shine in Fubo Camp.
I miss you every night and drink water from the Yangtze River.
The belt becomes wider and wider, but I don’t regret it in the end. I sell it for Yi and make people haggard.
My heart is like the water of the West River, flowing eastward day and night without rest. －Yu Xuanji's "Jianling's Worry and Hope"
There is a beautiful woman, and you will never forget it when you see her. If you don't see her for a day, you will miss her like crazy. -Anonymous "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix·Qin Song"
I hope you will pick more of them, this is the most lovesick thing.
I miss you forever, but I miss you forever.
This time I left you, it was wind, rain, and night; you smiled and I waved my hand. , a lonely road spreads to both ends. －Zheng Chouyu's "Fu Farewell"
Overlapping tear stains and brocade characters, the only thing in life is love that is hard to die. －Wen Tingshi's "Butterfly Loves Flowers" (*^__^*) Hee hee ok
Since the king came out, I no longer care about the residual machine. Missing you is like the full moon, whose brightness diminishes every night.