The ancient poems about true love in the world are as follows
The true love in the world: family love:
Meng Jiao's "The Wandering Son's Song":
The Thread in the Hands of a Loving Mother , wanderer's shirt.
Before leaving, I am worried that I will return later.
Whoever says nothing will be rewarded with three rays of spring!
Praise for the great maternal love
The thread in the hands of a loving mother
True love in the world:
Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi":
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Ten years of life and death are so vast that I cannot forget them without thinking about them. Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to speak of desolation. Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost.
At night, I suddenly returned home with a deep dream, and I was dressing up outside the small window. They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the broken part of the intestines will be cut off every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pines.
"Jiang Chengzi" expresses Su Shi's mourning for his deceased wife. Reading this poem is deeply touching.
The following classic sentences also praise love:
Su Wu: We are married as husband and wife, and there is no doubt about love.
Bai Juyi: "I would like to be a flying bird in the sky, and a twig on the ground."
Liu Yong: The clothes are getting wider and wider, but I don't regret it. I feel haggard for Yi.
Cao Xueqin: There are endless tears of lovesickness and red beans thrown away, and endless spring willows and spring flowers fill the painting building.
Zhuo Wenjun: I wish to have the person of my heart and stay together forever.
Yuan Hao asked: If you ask the world, what is love? How about the promise of life and death?
Xu Zaisi: Only if you don’t miss lovesickness in your life, you will miss lovesickness, which will harm lovesickness.
I wish to have the person I love, and we will never be apart
True friendship in the world:
The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, and it is not as deep as Wang Lun's love for me.
——Li Bai's "Gift to Wang Lun"
Life is about knowing each other, so why bother with money?
——Li Bai's "Gift to a Friend"
There are close friends in the sea, and they are like neighbors across the world.
——Wang Bo's "Sending Du Shaofu to Shuzhou"
Relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other, and a heart of ice is in a jade pot.
——Wang Changling's "Farewell to Xin Jian at the Furong Tower"
There are close friends in the sea, and there are neighbors in the world