There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, there is Lei Zhen in winter, and there is rain and snow in summer. Only when heaven and earth are in harmony can we dare to be with you! -when those red plums come in spring and blush on your southern branches, the evil spirits of Han Yuefu? People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention. -Tang Xiangsi Last year today, outside this door, peach blossoms set each other off.
Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze. -Tang Cuihu talks about the water level of Yangliuqing River in Nanzhuang, Ducheng, and listens to the songs on the Langjiang River.
Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is sunny. -Liu Tang Yuxi Zhi Zhu Ci (3) Once the sea was difficult for water, it was amber forever.
Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be. -Tang Liusi for more than thirteen years, cardamom in early February.
The spring breeze travels ten miles along Yangzhou Road, and you never know when you will roll up the bead curtain. Affectionate but always ruthless, I feel proud when I can't laugh.
The candle on the table lit the heart, and it also saw the parting; You see, it shed tears for us and flowed to the morning. -Don Tu Mu's "Farewell" (two songs) was long before I met her, but it was longer after we parted. The east wind started and a hundred flowers blossomed.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.
There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! . -Tang Li Shangyin Untitled Last night's star, last night's wind, is the west of the studio and the east of the cinnamon room.
Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same. Guessing and intrigue, wine warms the heart; This group of people came to the bet of drinking friends, and a win-lose red in candlelight.
Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind. -Tang Li Shangyin Untitled I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each with a youthful interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring. Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it! -Tang Li Shangyin Jinse advises you not to cherish golden clothes and to cherish youth. When the flowers should be folded, we should fold them quickly, and don't wait for the flowers to wither before folding one.
-Tang Du Qiuniang's golden clothes and thin clouds are sharp, flying stars spread hatred, and both silver and Chinese are dark. On the seventh day of autumn dew and autumn, it is time to meet, mostly those who are together in the world, but the appearance of husband and wife.
Common complaint against acacia, tender feelings like water, meet each other as if it were a dream, when it is hard to see the bridge. If the relationship between two people lasts for a long time, is it a matter of time? -In the Northern Song Dynasty, the fairy of Qin Guan Queqiao leaned against the dangerous building, looking forward to spring sorrow, and it was dark.
Who will rely on silence in the afterglow of grass smoke? I plan to get drunk on the map of madness and sing songs for wine, which is strong and tasteless. I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.
-Liu Yong in the Northern Song Dynasty spent ten years in love and death! Never think, never forget. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.
Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty. When night came, my dream suddenly came home.
Xiao Xuan window, get dressed. There is nothing to say, only a thousand tears.
It is expected that the heartbroken place will be broken every year, and the moonlit night will be short and rambling. -Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi" In the Northern Song Dynasty last January, the flower market was 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.
See last year, tears Man Chun shirt sleeve. -In the Northern Song Dynasty, Ouyang Xiu gave birth to a child. The flowers withered, and the red and green apricots became smaller. Swallows fly, green water people go around.
There are few branches blowing willows, and there are plenty of fragrant grass in the sea! Swing in the outer wall of the road, laity in the wall, beautiful woman laughing in the wall. Laughter dies in silence, but passion is mercilessly annoyed.
-Su Shi spent thousands of trees in the Dongfeng night in the Northern Song Dynasty, and the stars fell like rain. The BMW carved cars are full of incense, the phoenix flute rings, the jade pot flashes, and the dragons and dragons dance together all night.
Moths, snow, willows, gold thread, laughter and incense are all gone. Looking for her in the crowd, suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit.
-Xin Qiji's case of jade in the Southern Song Dynasty (Yuan Xi) is not charming, but beauty is in the eyes of lovers. It's a thousand miles away, San Xiao idiot.
-Huang Qing once wrote "Hang Yan Ji Hong Lian Xiang Can Yu Qiu"; Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book? The word "wild goose" returns, the moon is full of the West Building, the flowers float with the water, and one kind of lovesickness is at leisure.
I can't eliminate this situation. I frown from top to bottom, but I have feelings in my heart. -Song Qingzhao, a plum, a piece of green, Yangfangcao Changting Road, easy to walk when young; 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 is not as sentimental and bitter as an inch; Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time. -Yan Songshu Yulan I live at the head of the Yangtze River and you live at the end of the Yangtze River; I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water.
When will the water stop? This hatred has been? I just hope your heart is the same as mine, don't miss me! -Song Li Zhiyi operator.
It is best to describe two poems of the same kind in seven words. Quatrains and metrical poems can be found in Han Yi's Look Again, which is closer to realism. Some of them deliberately winked at the bamboo and turned the curtains slightly with one hand. This means that others should not feel it, and it will be overwhelming. Li Shangyin's Note to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night asks you that you haven't returned yet, and it will rain in the autumn pool in the evening. What *? But when it comes to the late rain, Yuan Zhen's "Leaving Thoughts" once made it difficult for the sea to last forever. I looked back at the flowers lazily, and I was half doomed to cultivate a gentleman. Ouyang Xiu planned to say the date of return in front of the bottle of Yujiaquan, but I didn't say anything about the spring. Life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance. Leave the song, don't renovate it. A song can teach the intestines to tie knots. Tianya * * * At this time, it brought a separated heart. The night was long and considerate. I blew out the candle. It was not dark. I put on my coat. It was not warm, so I left my message to the moon, and then turned to my bed, hoping to have a dream. Su Wu's "Leave my wife", the first sentence and the last sentence were quite profound in expressing love. They are married and love each other. They are very happy tonight. It's a good time. The recruitment is far away, and the night is gone. I will resign from now on. I'm on the battlefield. Category is this life. Try to love Chunhua, and don't forget when you are happy. Born to return, dead to Sauvignon Blanc. Fan Chengda's "the car is far away and the horse is narrow, so you can travel east and west." I wish I were like a star, like a moon, shining every night. The moon is dark and the stars are always bright. I will stay until the moon comes back. Word: Li Qingzhao's "Pruning Plums" is really a kind of two of a kind. Red lotus root is fragrant, jade dies, and Luo Shang is alone in the blue boat. Whoever sends a brocade book, the geese return to the moon. It's too sad to recite the whole word. Yan Shu's "Spring in the Jade House" (Festival) is heartless, but there is not an inch of sadness and bitterness. When there is poverty in the corner of the world, there is only endless acacia. Zhang Xian's "Millennium" (festival) is not ancient, and it is difficult to get rid of love. The heart is like a double screen with Qian Qian knots inside. There are also some poems describing the love between the two sides in the Book of Songs: "papaya" throws me papaya. Give me a peach and I will repay Qiong Yao. It is always good to repay bandits! Give me a plum and give me back Joan Jiu. It is always good to repay bandits! "Drumming" (festival) is full of life and death, and it is said with Zicheng. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.
3. Ask two similar poems for Li Shangyin's notes to friends in the north on rainy nights.
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
Yuan Zhen's Congsi
Once upon a time, it was hard for the sea to last forever, amber forever.
Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be.
Ouyang Xiu's Jade House in Spring
I was going to say the date of return before opening the bottle, but I didn't say that the spring capacity was miserable first.
Ah, there is love in life, and love is in the depths of madness. This is not irrelevant to hate-the wind overhead, the moon in the sky.
Before the farewell party, Mo sang a new tie. This song has a sad feeling.
It's easy to see all the flowers in Los Angeles at first.
Zhang Jiuling's "Looking at the Moon and Thinking about the Distance"
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.
People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.
Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.
You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.
4. About two poems of the same kind 1, the rest are people. How can we live together but not die? 2. Red lotus root and fragrant jade are lingering in autumn, and Luo Shang is alone in the blue moon. Who sent the brocade book, the word geese returned, and the moon was full of the West Building. I wish I were like a star, like the moon, shining every night. 4, from the monarch, dark in the mirror. Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time? five
1, one more shadow is a person, how can we live together but not die?
2. Red lotus root and fragrant jade are lingering in autumn, and Luo Shang is alone in the blue moon. Who sent the brocade book, the word geese returned, and the moon was full of the West Building.
I wish I were like a star, like the moon, shining every night.
4, from the monarch, dark in the mirror. Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time?
5. Vote for Mu Tao and repay me Qiong Yao. Not to thank you, always cherish your feelings.
6. How to let you meet me at my most beautiful moment. To this end, I begged the Buddha for 500 years and asked him to let us have a dusty relationship.
7. Acacia says acacia, and Shiro hates Xiaomin.
I am eager to describe people in love. Most of the two love poems are implicit, and they don't directly express their feelings, let alone compete. Some of them are still unknown.
Seven-character poems are more about expressing their feelings (of course, there are also long narrative poems). Even the description of feelings is usually more personal, such as unrequited love, farewell, missing, always in my heart and so on. So this kind of poem you want is rare.
The genre of writing romance is more words than poems, but it also tends to be self-pity and sad for autumn. Some of the answers above are reasonable, but I guess there is still a long way to go before you need them.
I also have some (guess what you need is not appropriate) for your reference: Poetry: Han Yi's Occasionally Encounter, which I think is closer to realism, and some of them mean flirting: half-length reflection of bamboo whispering, one hand uncovering the curtain and slightly turning the head. This meaning should not be felt by others, and it is impossible to be romantic emotionally.
Li Shangyin's Notes to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night asks that the return date is uncertain, and it rains in the autumn pool at night. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
Yuan Zhen's "Li Si" once made it difficult for the sea to last forever, amber forever. Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be.
Ouyang Xiu's "Spring on the Jade Tower" was originally intended to say that the bottle would return before the bottle, but did not say that the spring capacity was miserable first. Ah, there is love in life, and love is in the depths of madness. This is not irrelevant to hate-the wind overhead, the moon in the sky.
Before the farewell party, Mo sang a new tie. This song has a sad feeling. It's easy to see all the flowers in Los Angeles at first.
Zhang Jiuling's "Looking at the Moon and Thinking of a Distant Distance", the moon is full now at sea, and the horizon is * * * at this time. People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.
Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes. You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.
The first sentence and the last sentence in Su Wu's Divorce from His Wife both express deep love. There is no doubt about love when you are married.
Happiness is tonight. It's a good time. It's a long way to find a husband. You can watch the night.
The morning has passed, so resign from now on. On the battlefield, long time no see.
Shake hands for a long time, the category is this life. Try to love Chunhua, and don't forget when you are happy.
Born to return, died for Sauvignon Blanc. Fan Chengda's car is far away, the car is far away, and the horse is the narrowest. You can travel east and chase, and you can fly to the west wind. May I be like a star, like the moon, shining every night.
The moon is dark for a while, and the stars are always bright. It will be clear when the moon returns. Three to five * * * Yingying. Word: A Plum Branch by Li Qingzhao really expresses a kind of two of a kind.
Red lotus root is fragrant, jade stays in autumn, and Luo Shang is alone in the blue boat. Who sent the brocade book, the word geese returned, and the moon was full of the West Building.
Flowers from Shui Piao to water, one kind of lovesickness, two kinds of leisure worries. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
Among many words, the single sentence is beautiful, and the whole word is too bleak to carry out. Yan Shu's "Spring on the Jade Building" (section) is heartless, not sentimental or bitter, and there are still thousands of strands in one inch.
Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time. Zhang Xian's "Millennium" (festival) is not ancient, and it is hard to get rid of it.
The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it. There are also some poems describing the love between the two sides in The Book of Songs: "Papaya" gives me papaya and gives it to Joan.
Not to thank you, always cherish your feelings. You want to send me a peach, and I want to give it back to Qiong Yao. Not to thank you, always cherish your feelings. You give me wood, and I'll take Joan Jiu in return.
Not to thank you, always cherish your feelings. "Drumming" (festival) is full of life and death, Zi Cheng said. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.
6. What are the poems describing two of a kind? 1. "Thousands of years old, counting rags" Song: Zhang Xi' an counts rags.
Also report to Fang Fei. Cherish the spring and break the red.
The rain is small and the wind is fierce, and the plum blossoms are green. Yongfeng willow, no one flies all day.
Don't fiddle with the strings. Bitter to say.
The sky is not old, and the love is hard to break. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.
The night has passed and the east window is not white. Several cuckoo birds are singing, reporting that the splendid spring will wither.
Cherish spring people want to fold the broken flowers more. How can it be that the rain is gentle and the wind is fierce, just in time for the late spring when plums turn blue?
Look at the willows in Yongfengfang, scattering catkins like snow all day in the deserted garden. Don't pluck the strings of the pipa, because my deep sadness is hard to talk about.
If there is love in the sky, it will never grow old and the true feelings will never die. Affectionate hearts are like those silk screens with Qian Qian's knots in the middle.
Midnight is over, the east is not white, and there is a crescent moon. 2, "Car" Wei and Jin Dynasties: Fu Jijun can't forget.
You travel safely to the west and enter Qin, and I would like to follow you. You can't see me in the shadow, but you followed my concubine's wishes.
On the long journey, post horses gallop, horseshoes leap and shadows sway. You have to drag the autumn wind to catch up with the east.
How I wish I were a star and you were a moon. Every night, you and I shine bright white light. Autumn night! At dusk, the moon is often hidden in the clouds, but the stars are high. How I look forward to the moon! Looking forward to the full moon in May, you and I are a bright couple all day.
3. Feng Qiu Huang Han Dynasty: There was a beautiful woman, which I will never forget. I want to go crazy if I can't see you for a day.
The phoenix flies high, and the four seas seek to burn. Helpless beauty, not in the east wall.
Use the piano instead of language. Tell me about it. When I see Xu Xi, comfort me.
Willing to match virtue with words and work together. I can't fly, which makes me fall.
Feng Feng returned to his hometown and traveled around the world looking for his death. I didn't know what to do when I didn't meet Xi. Why don't I go to Sishang today? There are beautiful women in the boudoir, and the people in the room are poisoning my intestines.
Why do you want to be a mandarin duck, and it is soaring! Burning, burning, burning, burning, burning, burning, burning, burning, burning, burning, burning. Who knows in the middle of the night? My wings fly high and my thoughts make me sad.
There is a beautiful woman. I saw her face and I can't forget it. I don't see her for a day, and I feel crazy.
I am like a phoenix flying high in the sky, looking for phoenixes all over the world. Unfortunately, the beauty is not near the East Wall.
I use the sound of the piano instead of the feeling in my heart. Just describe my inner feelings. When can I promise to get married and comfort me to wander back and forth? I hope my virtue can match you and work together.
I don't know what to do. I can't fly with you in a good mood for a hundred years. As a result of this injury, I fell into emotional sadness and wanted to die. Phoenix bird, Phoenix bird, returned to my hometown. I am like a phoenix flying high in the sky, looking for phoenix birds all over the world.
I didn't know where I was going before I met a bird. How can I understand my feelings after I come to the door today? There is a beautiful, elegant and quiet woman in her room, but this beautiful woman is far away from me, and the feeling of missing is tormenting my heart. How can we get this good marriage, get married and be the loving couple? I hope I, a phoenix, can fly with you and fly in the sky.
Burn the bird, burn the bird, wish you to live with me, feed the children and be my spouse forever. Love is congenial, and two hearts are in harmony.
Follow me in the middle of the night, who will know? Spread your wings and fly away, thinking of you in vain makes me sad. 4. Untitled the stars of last night and the wind of last night Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin and the stars of last night and the wind of last night, west of the studio and east of Guixiangtang.
Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same. Guessing and intrigue, wine warms the heart; This group of people came to the bet of drinking friends, and a win-lose red in candlelight.
Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind. Last night, the stars were shining, but there was a cool breeze blowing in the middle of the night; Our banquet is located on the west side of the painting building and on the east side of Guitang.
Without Cai Feng's wings, you can't compare with Qi Fei; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are closely linked. Guess and play with each other, and drink spring wine every other seat to warm your heart; Let's make a toast in groups. The candles are red.
Alas, when you listen to the five drums, you should go to court; Riding to Lantai is like Artemisia capillaris floating in the wind. 5. Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu's flower market was full of lights last year.
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. Last year, on the fifteenth day of the first month of the Lantern Festival, the lights of the flower market were as bright as during the day.
The moon rises at the top of the willow tree, and he asks me to talk to him after dusk. On the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are the same as last year.
Never see last year's lover again, Pearl's tears are soaked. 62616964757a686416fe58685e5aeb931333431343132 clothes.