What are the poems about missing the one you love? Love without results is the best.

Jiang Chengzi Mao Yi remembers the dream of the 20th day of the first month.

Su Shi

Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. 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.

At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.

His wife has passed away, and there must be no result.

Zhang Tang Ji's Yin Jiefu

You know I have a husband and you want to give me a pair of pearls.

I thank you for your love and pin the pearl on my red shirt.

My home is connected with the imperial garden, and my husband is on duty in the palace with a halberd.

Although I know you are sincere to Lang Lang, I have vowed to share my life and death with my husband.

Return your double beads, my eyes are full of tears, and I regret not meeting you before I got married.

It's like a married woman, with little result.

Tang Cui Hutitu Chengnanzhuang

Last spring, in this door, the girl's face contrasted with the peach.

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.

I met such a beautiful person last year. As a result, I saw people disappear this year, and there was no result.

The Thought of Tang Yuan Zhen

Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed.

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.

This is also a classic when his wife died, but Yuan Zhen was a playboy and didn't know how to write such a poem.

So is the chaitoufeng upstairs. It was because her mother-in-law was dissatisfied that she divorced her cousin's wife and her cousin got married again. When I met her in a garden, Lu You wrote such a poem.

Chai Toufeng (land tour)

Red crisp hands, yellow wine, mancheng spring willow. The east wind is evil, and the feelings are thin. A sad mood, a cable that I haven't seen for years. No, no, no!

Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion. Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu. Mo, Mo, Mo!

My cousin is also very talented. Later she went to the garden and saw such a poem. She thanked a hairpin phoenix herself.

Chaitoufengtangwan

The world is thin, human feelings are evil, and it is easy to fall when the rain is sent late. The breeze is dry and the tears are residual. If you have to worry, just say it alone. Difficult, difficult, difficult!

People become different, today is not yesterday, and sick souls are often thousands of miles away. The horn sounded cold and the night was hazy. Afraid of being asked questions, swallow your tears and pretend to be happy. Hide, hide, hide!

This has no result either.

That's all I remember.