Dongfeng evil, with a thin love, sadly left the cable for several years. No! No! No! Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad.
Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to entrust the brocade book. Mo! Mo! Mo! The fairy of the magpie bridge-Qin Guan is delicate and smart, flying stars spread grievances, and silver and Han 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. Tender as water, ritual like a dream, you can go home from the bridge! If two people have a long-term relationship, sooner or later! Li Chi Ngai I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and Jun lives at the end of the Yangtze River.
I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water. The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred.
I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning. I met Yu and went to the west wing without saying a word. The moon was like a hook.
Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn. Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow.
It's not just the general taste. Wan Le's lovesickness is as deep as the sea, and the past is as far away as the sky.
Qian Qian didn't do anything, which made people even sadder. If you want to see it for no reason, it's hard to fight.
If there is no fate in the last life, we will meet again and bless the next life. Liang Shanbo Liu Yong leans against the dangerous building, looking at the dark sky of spring sorrow.
Who can 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.
Ji Zi > Qingqing is your collar, YY is my miss. If I didn't go to see you, didn't you receive my letter? Green is what you wear, and leisurely is my feeling.
If I never visit you, can't you take the initiative? Come on, always open your eyes, on this high tower. A day without seeing your face seems as long as March!
Evil, evil is in Han Yuefu! I want to know you and live a long life. 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! Qin Ge has a beautiful name, 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. Wang Wei of Acacia When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches? People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.
Cuihu, the capital of Nanzhuang, last year, today, at this gate, people face peach blossoms. 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.
Li Shangyin is untitled, the stars last night, the wind last night, the west of the studio and the 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.
Liu Yuxi, a poet of Zhuzhi Ci, heard singing on the Langjiang River in Jiang Shuiping. Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny.
Jinse Li Shangyin I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each of which has a flower-like interval. In daydreaming, Zhuangzi, a saint of youth, was bewitched by butterflies, and the king's longing for love cried in the cuckoo, and the mermaid cried pearl-like tears in the moon-green sea. The blue fields breathed their jadeite to the sun, and the moment that should have lasted forever came and gone unconsciously. You walk, walk, walk all the time, thus separating your life from mine. Since then, you and I have traveled thousands of miles, I am in heaven, and you are in heaven.
It's a long way to Xiu Yuan, and it will be safe. North Malaysia is still attached to the north wind, south birds fly north, and nest in the south branch.
The longer they are apart, the wider they become and the thinner they become. Wandering clouds cover the sun, and wanderers are reluctant to return in foreign countries.
Just because I want you to age me, another year will soon end. Donate your donation, don't go back, try to increase your appetite. This quiet girl is so cute that she will come to the corner of my town.
Deliberately hiding for me to find, scratching my head. The quiet girl looks good. Give me a tong tube.
Red has a bright red color. Love it is really a bright color. This country exploits me, Meili Yi and is rare.
It is not as beautiful as weeds, and beauty gives people deep affection. Prince Cui Jiao, the son of a handmaiden, followed in his footsteps, and Green Pearl shed tears.
Xiao Lang was a passer-by as soon as Houmen entered the sea. Feng (Song) leans against the dangerous house.
Looking forward to spring sorrow, the sky is dark. In the afterglow of grass and smoke.
Who knows why I lean on the tracks silently? I'm getting drunk.
When drinking is a song, strong music is still tasteless. I don't regret widening my belt.
It's worth getting tired for my coquetry. In July, magpies danced for nine days in order to burn.
Two trees embrace each other, and together they are frost-resistant for thousands of years. The silk tree leans against the bamboo wall, and the rock reed vows to be unforgettable.
Wen Jun admired Sima Lang's talent. Zhong Qing, Lan Zhi, * * * is located on the bank of Huashan Mountain.
The catkins outside the curtain are gently blown, and the wind blows cold. It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming.
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! . Harper's Song (Excerpt) Enjoy every day, treat it as a sacred festival, don't make your busy life tired, don't let your true love stop, life is too short, why bother to enjoy every day, just like enjoying a sacred festival! The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped.
All the accounts are in no mood, you will miss that place, and the blue boat will ruin your hair. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it.
I miss thousands of miles of smoke and waves and sink into the sky at dusk. Since ancient times, feelings of sadness and parting are even more worthy of being left out in the cold.
Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only.
Customs are strange, who to talk to. -(Song) Liu Yong's "Yu Lin Ling" married and loved each other.
Have fun tonight. Is Dou Ao thin? What is the night when recruiters look into the distance? There are no more participants. Quit your job from now on. On the battlefield, long time no see.
Shake hands with a sigh and tears will make a living. Try to love Chunhua, and don't forget when you are happy.
Born to return, died for Sauvignon Blanc. The last one was written by Xin Qiji, and the whole word is "Jade Case".
It blows down and the stars are like rain. BMW carved cars are full of incense.
Phoenix flute moves, jade pot turns, fish dragon dances all night. Moth, snow, willow, golden thread.
The laughter faded away. Look for him in the crowd.
Suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit. (Xin Qiji).
2. Love, vows of eternal love, poetry meets joy
Alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.
Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. It's not just the general taste.
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Red crisp hands, Huangteng wine, Mancheng spring willow. Dongfeng evil, with a thin love, sadly left the cable for several years. No! No! No!
Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to entrust the brocade book. Mo! Mo! Mo!
Queqiaoxian
The thin clouds in the sky are changing, the meteors in the sky convey the sadness of acacia, and the endless galaxy I quietly crossed tonight. 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. Tender as water, ritual like a dream, you can go home from the bridge! If two people have a long-term relationship, sooner or later!
Bu operator
I live in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River and you live in the lower reaches.
I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water.
The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred.
I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning.
3. Love poems are vows of eternal love-Luyou red crisp hands, Huangteng wine, Mancheng spring willow.
Dongfeng evil, with a thin love, sadly left the cable for several years. No! No! No! Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad.
Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to entrust the brocade book. Mo! Mo! Mo! The fairy of the magpie bridge-Qin Guan is delicate and smart, flying stars spread grievances, and silver and Han 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. Tender as water, ritual like a dream, you can go home from the bridge! If two people have a long-term relationship, sooner or later! Li Chi Ngai I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and Jun lives at the end of the Yangtze River.
I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water. The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred.
I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning. I met Yu and went to the west wing without saying a word. The moon was like a hook.
Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn. Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow.
It's not just the general taste. Wan Le's lovesickness is as deep as the sea, and the past is as far away as the sky.
Qian Qian didn't do anything, which made people even sadder. If you want to see it for no reason, it's hard to fight.
If there is no fate in the last life, we will meet again and bless the next life. Liang Shanbo Liu Yong leans against the dangerous building, looking at the dark sky of spring sorrow.
Who can 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.
Ji Zi > Qingqing is your collar, YY is my miss. If I didn't go to see you, didn't you receive my letter? Green is what you wear, and leisurely is my feeling.
If I never visit you, can't you take the initiative? Come on, always open your eyes, on this high tower. A day without seeing your face seems as long as March!
Evil, evil is in Han Yuefu! I want to know you and live a long life. 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! Qin Ge has a beautiful name, 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. Wang Wei of Acacia When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches? People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.
Cuihu, the capital of Nanzhuang, last year, today, at this gate, people face peach blossoms. 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.
Li Shangyin is untitled, the stars last night, the wind last night, the west of the studio and the 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.
Liu Yuxi, a poet of Zhuzhi Ci, heard singing on the Langjiang River in Jiang Shuiping. Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny.
Jinse Li Shangyin I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each of which has a flower-like interval. In daydreaming, Zhuangzi, a saint of youth, was bewitched by butterflies, and the king's longing for love cried in the cuckoo, and the mermaid cried pearl-like tears in the moon-green sea. The blue fields breathed their jadeite to the sun, and the moment that should have lasted forever came and gone unconsciously. You walk, walk, walk all the time, thus separating your life from mine. Since then, you and I have traveled thousands of miles, I am in heaven, and you are in heaven.
It's a long way to Xiu Yuan, and it will be safe. North Malaysia is still attached to the north wind, south birds fly north, and nest in the south branch.
The longer they are apart, the wider they become and the thinner they become. Wandering clouds cover the sun, and wanderers are reluctant to return in foreign countries.
Just because I want you to age me, another year will soon end. Donate your donation, don't go back, try to increase your appetite. This quiet girl is so cute that she will come to the corner of my town.
Deliberately hiding for me to find, scratching my head. The quiet girl looks good. Give me a tong tube.
Red has a bright red color. Love it is really a bright color. This country exploits me, Meili Yi and is rare.
It is not as beautiful as weeds, and beauty gives people deep affection. Prince Cui Jiao, the son of a handmaiden, followed in his footsteps, and Green Pearl shed tears.
Xiao Lang was a passer-by as soon as Houmen entered the sea. Feng (Song) leans against the dangerous house.
Looking forward to spring sorrow, the sky is dark. In the afterglow of grass and smoke.
Who knows why I lean on the tracks silently? I'm getting drunk.
When drinking is a song, strong music is still tasteless. I don't regret widening my belt.
It's worth getting tired for my coquetry. In July, magpies danced for nine days in order to burn.
Two trees embrace each other, and together they are frost-resistant for thousands of years. The silk tree leans against the bamboo wall, and the rock reed vows to be unforgettable.
Wen Jun admired Sima Lang's talent. Zhong Qing, Lan Zhi, * * * is located on the bank of Huashan Mountain.
The catkins outside the curtain are gently blown, and the wind blows cold. It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming.
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! . Harper's Song (Excerpt) Enjoy every day, treat it as a sacred festival, don't make your busy life tired, don't let your true love stop, life is too short, why bother to enjoy every day, just like enjoying a sacred festival! The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped.
All the accounts are in no mood, you will miss that place, and the blue boat will ruin your hair. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it.
I miss thousands of miles of smoke and waves and sink into the sky at dusk. Since ancient times, feelings of sadness and parting are even more worthy of being left out in the cold.
Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only.
Customs are strange, who to talk to. -(Song) Liu Yong's "Yu Lin Ling" married and loved each other.
Have fun tonight. Is Dou Ao thin? What is the night when recruiters look into the distance? There are no more participants. Quit your job from now on. On the battlefield, long time no see.
Shake hands with a sigh and tears will make a living. Try to love Chunhua, and don't forget when you are happy.
Born to return, died for Sauvignon Blanc. The last one was written by Xin Qiji, and the whole word is "Jade Case".
It blows down and the stars are like rain. BMW carved cars are full of incense.
Phoenix flute moves, jade pot turns, fish dragon dances all night. Moth, snow, willow, golden thread.
The laughter faded away. Look for him in the crowd.
Suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit. (Xin Qiji).
4. What poems are there to write love vows in the bus? Feng Wang trolley
The Book of Songs and National Style
The cart walks on the window sill that makes a sound, and the blue sweater looks gentle. Am I not like you? Love is afraid that you dare not.
The cart roared with the sound of refueling, and the red sweater looked like a man. Am I not like you? I'm afraid you won't run away with me.
You are in different rooms, and death is the same point. If you don't believe it, it's like dying!
Vernacular translation
The cart walks on the sound sill, and the blue felt makes the hood. Don't I miss you? I'm afraid you dare not fall in love.
The cart goes ahead, with red felt as the hood. Don't I miss you? Afraid you won't run away with me.
You can't live in a room and bury a hole after death. If you don't believe me, let the sun be my witness!
Guo Feng Wang Fengche is a poem in The Book of Songs, the first poetry collection in ancient China. This is a love poem. The hero wants to fight for the freedom of marriage and elope with his sweetheart, but he is afraid that the other party will not elope, so he vows to die in the same cave even if he can't share the same room to show his loyalty to love. The whole poem consists of three chapters, each with four sentences. The language of this poem is concise, which combines the environmental atmosphere with the protagonist's mood and promotes each other. It is very distinctive to arrange poems according to the development of the story and replace the complete story ending with psychological speculation.
The meaning of this poem is concise and clear. If the protagonist is a man, it is the young man who asked to elope with the girl, and vowed to heaven that he must marry the girl and not share the same bed and die in the same hole. The intensity and firmness of love, till death do us part, will probably always impress the girl.
This poem combines the environmental atmosphere with the hero's mood and promotes each other, which is a feature. In the first chapter, the young man drives a big car with a blue hood. In the rumble of the car, the young man was filled with emotion: "Don't worry, I'm afraid of my son." Girl, do you dare to fall in love with me? The young man's impulse and the girl's hesitation have created the pain in love. The second chapter sets off the inner anguish of young people with the sound of heavy wheels. At this time, the young man finally understood that the girl's hesitation was because her family disagreed with this relationship. Therefore, what is before us is whether the girl dares to elope with the young man and form a husband and wife without the permission of her parents. This is a girl's lifelong event, which needs careful consideration. Because once you meet someone who betrays your parents, your future will be miserable. The second chapter not only traces back to the reason why the girl hesitated in the first chapter, but also puts forward the consideration of whether she has the worry of eloping. The poem was sung by the young man, which shows that the young man has understood the girl's situation and mind. Then, the third chapter naturally leads to: the young man swears to heaven that he will always be loyal to love, even if he can't share the same bed, he will share the same hole after death. It was very prudent for the ancients to swear to heaven. In the era of nature worship and ancestor worship, it was a very solemn ceremony. Because they believe that breaking their promises will be cursed. The young man's careful oath, in a sense, has satisfactorily explained the girl's doubts, so that the girl can feel at ease and boldly throw herself into the arms of her lover. As far as the plot is concerned, poetry no longer describes its final ending. People can infer from the continuation of the poem that the two lovers must be happily driving a carriage and heading for a happy life accompanied by love.
This poem combines the atmosphere of the environment with the mood of the characters, arranges chapters according to the development of the story, and replaces the ending of the whole story with psychological speculation, which is very distinctive.
Writing the poem "Feng Wang Carriage" is different, and death is the same point. If you don't believe it, it's like dying!