The ancient poems about beautiful love are as follows:
1. The huge waves of the Yangtze River bring tears to the eyes, and the west wind blows the hair all night long. ——Song Wan's "Blocking the Wind on the River"
2. I would like to be a winged bird in the sky, and a branch on the ground. As time goes by, this hatred will last forever! ——Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Regret"
3. The thin figure is self-pitying in the autumn water, you must pity me and I pity you. ——Feng Xiaoqing's "Resentment"
4. The temples are pitiful for young people, just because they miss their old age. ——Yan Jidao's "Shengchazi·Guanshan Soul and Dreams"
5. One line is written in the biography of lovesickness. ——Zhang Kejiu's "Sai Hongqiu·Spring Love"
6. Lovesickness has no cause, and I look forward to the cool breeze in despair. ——Li Bai's "If you break the lotus, there will be a gift"
7. When people are sentimental, they become less sentimental, and now they are really not sentimental. ——Nalan Xingde's "Breaking Through the Sands of Huanxi"
8. After thinking about the beauty and saying goodbye, we should understand the lovesickness. ——Chao Duanli's "The Mallard·Ode to the Moon"
9. In the heart of spring, don't let the flowers compete for each other. ——Li Shangyin's "Untitled"
10. The journey is long and the soul is in pain. It is difficult for the dream soul to reach Guanshan. The longing for lovesickness is heartbreaking. ——Li Bai's "Two Songs of Long Acacia"
11. I miss my hometown so much that I can't bear to leave it somewhere else. ——Cao Pi's "Yan Ge Xing"
12. My husband died on the battlefield with his son in his belly, but my body is still as bright as a day candle. ——Zhang Ji's "Wife's Resentment"
13. I sincerely know that everyone has this hatred, and poor and lowly couples suffer from everything. ——Yuan Zhen's "Three Poems for Solving Sorrows·Part 2"
14. How much leisure time do you have? Yichuan tobacco, the city is full of wind and rain, and plums are yellow and rainy. ——He Zhu's "Hengtang Road"
15. You are not favored among birds, but you sleep in Nantang because of fate.
——Niu Qiao's "Recalling Jiangnan·Red Embroidered Quilt"