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Love poem in the Book of Songs:
Guan Ju (Nan Zhou in the Book of Songs)
Guan Ju's dove is in the river continent. The beautiful and virtuous woman is a good spouse of a gentleman. Mixed Nymphoides, from left to right to salvage it. My fair lady,
ask for it. The pursuit can not be obtained, the day night will always miss her. Long miss yo, call people to turn over and over to sleep. Mixed Nymphoides, from left to right to pick it.
my fair lady is my friend. Nymphoides, from left to right to pull it. The beautiful and virtuous woman knocked on the bell to please her.
Jia Jian (The Book of Songs, Qin Feng)
Jia Jian is pale and the white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side.
if you follow it, the road will be blocked and long; Swim back from it, in the middle of the water.
the dew is not clear. The so-called Iraqis are in the water.
if you go back and follow it, the road will be blocked and broken. Swim back from it and swim in the water.
the dew is not yet in the harvest. The so-called Iraqis are in the water.
if you go back and follow it, the road is blocked and right. Swim back from it and wander in the water.
Shan Gui (Nine Songs of the Book of Songs)
If someone is a mountain, Xue Lixi will take care of her daughter; It is both awkward and appropriate to laugh, and the child is eager to be good and gentle;
Ride the red leopard, follow the civet, and the Xinyi car will tie the Guiqi; Being brought to Du Heng by Shi Lan Xi, I lost my thoughts;
The rest of the secluded places will never see the sky, and the road is difficult to come alone; The table is independent and Yamanoe, and the cloud is full of capacity;
it's dark in the daytime, and it's raining in the east wind. Stay in spiritual practice and forget to return. At the age of 2, you are both embarrassed and grateful.
Take three shows in the mountains, Shi Leilei in the mountains and Ge Manman in the mountains; Complaining that the son has forgotten to return, you think that I can't be idle;
people in the mountains are fragrant and fragrant in Du Ruo, drinking rocks, springs, pines and cypresses; You think I am suspicious; The thunder fills in the rain, and the
chirps and sings at night; The wind is rustling and the wood is rustling, and I miss my son and I am worried.
Han Yuefu poetry
Evil (Han Yuefu folk songs)
Evil! I want to know you and live a long life. There are no tombs in the mountains, and the rivers are exhausted.
Thunder and shock in winter, rain and snow in summer, and heaven and earth are in harmony, so I dare to break away from you!
Peacock flies southeast (I don't need to say this, middle school textbooks have it, which is the longest love poem in ancient China)
Tang poetry
looking at the moon and thinking of one far away (Tang Zhang Jiuling)
the moon, grown full now over the sea, Tianya * * * At this time, brings to separated hearts, the long thoughtfulness of night.
it is no darker though I blow out my candle and it is no warmer though I put on my coat were given by hand, and they still had a good time to sleep. < p I travel thousands of miles with the waves,
there is no moonlight on the riverside! The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flowers and forests like graupel;
the frost in the air doesn't fly, but you can't see it on the white sand. There is no dust in the sky on the river,
there is a solitary moon wheel in the sky. Who first saw the moon by the river? When did Jiang Yue take photos at the beginning of the year?
life is endless from generation to generation, and the moon looks similar every year. I don't know who Jiang Yue treats,
but I see the Yangtze River sending water. The white clouds are gone, and the green maple is overwhelmed.
who's boating tonight? Where do you miss the bright moon building? Poor people wander upstairs and on the moon,
you should take photos and leave people to make up the mirror. The jade curtain can't be rolled up, but the finger on the anvil is returned.
at this time, I don't know each other, and I hope that China will shine on you every month. The swan goose flies in the sky, and
the fish Long Qian jumps into the water. Last night, I dreamed of falling flowers in the idle pool, but I didn't return home in the poor spring.
the river flows away in spring, while the river falls on the moon and sets in the west. The slanting moon hides the sea fog,
Jieshi Xiaoxiang is infinite. I don't know how many people will return by the moon, and the moon will shake the trees all over the river.
Zhuzhici (Tang Liu Yuxi)
Yangliuqing Jiang Shuiping heard the singing on Langjiang River. The rain in the east of the east sunrise, said it was no clear, but still sunny.
Jin Se (Tang Li Shangyin)
I wonder why my inlaid harp has fifty strings, each with its flower-like fret an interval of youth, the sage Chuangzi is day-dreaming, bewitched by butterflies, the spring-heart of Emperor Wang is crying in a cuckoo.
mermen weep their pearly tears down a moon-green sea, blue fields are breathing their jade to the sun, and a moment that ought to have lasted for ever, has come and gone before I knew.
Untitled (Tang Li Shangyin)
It's empty talk, and it's five o'clock on the moonlit balcony. It's hard to cry for a long time.
I try to read your hurried note, I find the ink too pale blue burns your candle in its kingfisher-feather lantern, musk slightly embroidered hibiscus.
but far beyond my reach is the Enchanted Mountain, and you are on the other side, ten thousand peaks away.
Untitled (Tang Li Shangyin)
time was long before I met her, but is longer since we parted, and the east wind has arisen and a hundred flowers are gone, and the silk-worms of spring will weave until they die, and every night the candles will weep their wicks away.
Seeing the mirror, but worrying about the clouds and changing your temples, you should feel the moonlight cold at night. There are no many ways to Pengshan. Oh blue-birds, be listening!-Bring me what she says!.
Untitled (Tang Li Shangyin)
the stars of last night and the wind of last night, are west of the Painted Chamber and east of Cinnamon Hall though I have for my body no wings like those of the bright-coloured phoenix, yet I feel the harmonious heart-beat of the Sacred Unicorn.
across the spring-wine, while it warms me, I prompt you how to bet, where, group by group, we are throwing dice in the light of a crimson lamp. Alas, hear five more drums should go to morning roll call; Ride the horse to LANTAI, like the wind in the wind.
There is another poem worth mentioning: Song of Eternal Sorrow, a long narrative poem written by Bai Juyi, a famous poet in the Tang Dynasty, describing the love story between Emperor Ming of the Tang Dynasty and Yang Guifei.
Word:
Meet Huan (Li Yu in Southern Tang Dynasty)
Go to the West Building alone without words, and the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.
if you keep cutting, you will lose your mind, which means leaving your sorrow. It's not just a general taste.
the waves wash the sand (Li Yu in Southern Tang Dynasty)
The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the spring is fading. Luo Zhou can't stand the cold. I don't know if I'm a guest in my dream, but I'm greedy for joy in one day.
don't lean on the fence alone, it's infinite, and it's easier to see when it's not. The flowing water is gone, and the spring is gone.
Wu Ye Tiao (Li Yu in Southern Tang Dynasty)
The flowers in the forest thanked the spring flowers, and they were in a hurry, but the cold rain came later and the wind came later. Cochineal tears, stay drunk, when heavy.
since people grow up, they hate water.
Queqiao Fairy (Song Qin Guan)
Thin clouds are clever, flying stars spread hate, and silver and Han are far away from darkness. When the golden wind meets the jade dew, it will win, but there are countless people in the world.
tenderness is like water, ritual is like a dream, and you can bear to take care of the magpie bridge and return home. As long as the two love us to the end, why covet the Herren of me?
Yulinling (Song Liuyong)
Chilly and sad. It's late for the pavilion, and the shower begins to rest. There is no mood in all the accounts, and I miss the place and Lanzhou to urge me to send it.
Holding hands and staring at each other with tears, I was speechless and choked. Thinking about it, thousands of miles of smoke, the twilight is heavy and chutiankuo.
Affection hurts parting since ancient times. What's more, it's a cold autumn festival. Where do you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying.
this past year should be a good time and a good scene in name only. There are thousands of customs, and who to talk to.
Feng Qiwu (Song Liuyong)
It's fine to lean against a dangerous building. Looking forward to the spring sorrow, the sky is dark. In the afterglow of grass and smoke. Who understands why mutely on the rails I lean?
I'm going to get drunk. When drinking is a song, strong music is still tasteless. I don't regret it when my belt widens. It's worthwhile growing languid for my coquette.
Jade Case Yuan Xi (Song Xin Qi Ji)
Thousands of trees are blooming in the easterly night, and the stars are raining down. BMW carved cars are fragrant all over the road. The phoenix flute is moving, the jade pot is turning, and the fish and dragon dance all night.
the moth, the willow and the golden wisp, laughed and faded away. Looking for him in the crowd. Suddenly looking back, the man was there, the lights were dim.
jiangchengzi (song Qin Guan)
the willows in Xicheng are soft in spring. Move away from worry. Tears cannot be gathered up. I still remember my affection, and I once returned to the boat for the department. On the day of Biye Zhuqiao, people disappeared and water flowed in vain.
youth is not reserved for teenagers. Hate you. When is the break? When the flying catkins fall, they climb the stairs. Doing the riverside is full of tears, endless flow, and many worries.
operator bu (Li Zhiyi in Song Dynasty)
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 don't see you, so I drink the Yangtze River water.
when will this water stop and when will this hatred end? Just hope that your mind like my thoughts, will certainly not live up to this mutual miss.
Maibeitang (Jin Yuan is inquisitive)
What is love in the world? Teach me to live and die together. Flying in all directions, the old wings are cold and hot several times.
if you have fun and leave bitter, you will have more stupid children. You should have something to say. There are clouds in Wan Li and snow in Qian Shan. Who are you going to only shadow?
Hengfen Road, lonely drum in those days. The smoke is still flat. What's the point of evocation? Shan Gui secretly cries the wind and rain.
the sky is also jealous, and if you don't believe it, the birds and swallows are all loess. For generations to come, to be reserved for poets, to sing and drink wildly, and to visit Yanqiu.
Su Muzhe (Song Fan Zhongyan)
Blue sky, yellow leaves, autumn colors, cold smoke and green waves. The mountain reflects the setting sun and the sky meets the water, and the grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun.
I'm homesick, and I'm thinking about traveling, unless I sleep well every night. The bright moon building is high and lonely, and the wine enters the sorrow and turns into acacia tears.
Jiang Chengzi (Song Su Dongpo)
Ten years of life and death are boundless. Never think, never forget. Thousands of miles away in a lonely grave, there is nowhere to talk about desolation. Even if you don't know when you meet, your face is covered with dust and your temples are like frost.
at night, I dream and suddenly return home. Xiao Xuan window, dressing. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines It is expected to be heartbroken every year, on the moonlit night, short matsuoka.
Drunken Flower Yin (Song Qingzhao)
The mist is thick, clouds worry for ever, and the brain is refreshed and the golden beast is eliminated. In the double ninth festival, lying in the pillow, in the middle of the night, the cold of the body has just been soaked.
after dusk, Dongli Bar has dark fragrance and full sleeves. Don't say that clear autumn is not people, the west wind juanqi bead curtain, the person in the curtain is thinner than that yellow chrysanthemum.
a plum cut (Song Qingzhao)
Red lotus root fragrance can last forever. Lightly untie Luo Shang and go to Lanzhou alone. Who sent the brocade book in the cloud? When the word geese returns, the moon is full of the West Building.
Flowers drift from place to place, one kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is nothing that can be done to eliminate this situation, only to frown, but to mind.