Poems describing the suffering of lovesickness

Seven-syllable/seven-syllable quatrain

miss

I was alone with the trees on the long street,

Acacia regrets drunkenness and helps each other.

I miss you every night,

Does my sweetheart miss me?

⊙ Pingping Ping, (rhyme)

⊙ Ping ⊙ Ping. (rhymes)

⊙ Ping ⊙ Ping,

Pingping Ping. (rhymes)