Appreciation of ancient love poems

Stealing a mirror at the age of eight, not for anything else, just because my heart has already given birth to feelings. Below is an American reading network. I compiled an appreciation of ancient poems about love for you. Welcome to read!

Appreciation of ancient poems about love 1: untitled stealing a mirror at the age of eight

Dynasty: Tang Dynasty

Author: Li Shangyin

Original text:

The eight-year-old girl likes to look in the mirror secretly and has been able to raise her eyebrows.

At the age of ten, I went for an outing and imagined the clothes that Lotus made for myself.

I began to learn to play the guzheng at the age of twelve, and the silver nail on my finger has never been pulled out.

At the age of fourteen, she avoided seeing men, even the closest ones. At this time, she may be thinking about when to get married.

At the age of fifteen, she was crying in the spring breeze on the swing, fearing the disappearance of spring.

Appreciation of ancient poems about love Part II: There are floating elements in the mountains.

Dynasty: Pre-Qin Dynasty

Author: anonymous

Original text:

There are mountains and rivers, and there are flowers in Hebei. If you don't see your son, you will see madness.

There is Youlong in the mountains, but not a child, but a cunning child.

Appreciation of ancient poems about love: picking mulberry seeds is wrong

Dynasty: Qing dynasty

Author: Nalan Xingde

Original text:

Now I know that I was wrong, and I feel very sad. Red tears stole down, full of spring breeze.

Knowing that there is no plan from now on, I still insist on a happy period. Don't be like this, all the pears fall and the moon goes west.

Appreciation of Love Poems Chapter Four: Love

Dynasty: Qing dynasty

Author: Huang Jingren

Original text:

Several times, I sat under the flowers and played the flute, and the red wall of Han Yin looked into the distance.

Like this star is not last night, for whom the wind and dew stand in the middle of the night.

The lingering thoughts are exhausted, and the heart is peeling bananas.

In March and May of 1935, that poor glass of wine not fade away.

Appreciation of Ancient Love Poems Chapter 5: Han Guang

Dynasty: Pre-Qin Dynasty

Author: anonymous

Original text:

Nanshan tree is so big and tall that you can't enjoy the cool under it.

There are women on the Han River who want to pursue the impossible.

The Hanshui River is so vast that it is impossible to cross it.

The river is so long that it is impossible to take a raft.

The firewood was mixed with wood, and the twigs of Vitex negundo were cut with a knife.

The girl is getting married, so feed the horse quickly.

The Hanshui River is so vast that it is impossible to cross it.

The river is so long that it is impossible to take a raft.

Firewood is thick, and wormwood is cut with a knife.

The girl is getting married, so feed the foal quickly.

The Hanshui River is so vast that it is impossible to cross it.

The river is so long that it is impossible to take a raft.