An ancient poem describing the fate of meeting.

1. Red crisp hand, yellow wine, mancheng spring willow. Dong Feng Xie, who is in a bad mood, has been very depressed in recent 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 hold books. Momomo. -Chai Feng Lu You

I have always been deeply in love, but there is no reason to be shallow.

It was not until the end of the play that we knew that the relationship was shallow.

The chain of love is ruthless, and the emptiness of fate is invisible.

5. If this is an illusion, I would rather sink into it; If this is a dream, I'd rather stay awake for a long time. If I can continue, I want to know the ending. -Mo Yan's Poem of Mo Yan

6. Meeting is fate, and both of them forget their peace of mind. -Xuan Mo's "This Life Will Stay"

7. Fate is the imagination of lovers and the lust of unrequited love.

8. Two strangers on both sides of love are close at hand.

9. It's predestined that life will last forever. -Wang Chen's The Most Beautiful Lover in the World

10. Walking together is fate, and walking together is happiness.

1 1. When those red berries come in spring and bloom in your southern branches? People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention. -Acacia Wang Wei

12. The moon is already at sea and over the horizon. It brings long-term consideration to the separated heart at night. Although I blew out the candle, it was not dark. Although I put on my coat, it was not warm, so I left my message to the moon and turned to my bed, hoping to have a dream. -full moon, Zhang Jiuling.

13. The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and Western jackdaw in the west is surprised. It's embarrassing to meet each other on blind dates; When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time. If I had known this, I didn't know each other at first-Li Bai, an autumn wind poem.

14. Yangliuqing Jiang Shuiping, listen to the song on the Langjiang River. Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny. -Zhuzhici Liu Yuxi

15. Peach blossoms are everywhere, and the spring water in the Shu River hits the mountain stream. A girl saw it and thought that her husband's love was as fleeting as this peach blossom, and infinite sadness was like this endless river of water. -Zhuzhici Liu Yuxi

16. upstairs residual light with dawn cream, the lonely sleeper starts from acacia bed. How much is a one-night stand for lovesickness? The ends of the earth are not long. -Yanzilou Zhang

17. I want to know why my golden harp has fifty strings, and each one has a flower-like string. Saint Zhuangzi was fascinated by butterflies in daydreaming, and the emperor and the king cried in the cuckoo, and the mermaid cried their pearl-like tears in the moon-like green ocean. The blue fields breathed their jade in the sun. The moment that should last forever came and went before I knew it. -Jinse Li Shangyin.

18. You said you would come, but you didn't. You didn't leave me any other trace, except that the moonlight on your tower disappeared forever at five o'clock. I couldn't wake up. I tried to read your hasty notes. I found that the ink was too light blue, burning your candle in its kingfisher feather lamp, and musk embroidered hibiscus slightly, but I was far from reaching the charming mountain, and you were on the other side. -Untitled Li Shangyin.

19. There are many curtains in your carefree house, where ecstasy will last all night. The Wushan goddess of Chu was originally a dream; Qingxi is the residence of my sister-in-law, and there is no lang here. Storms make nut horns ecstasy, and the moon dew sweetens cinnamon leaves? Although fully aware of lovesickness, there is no good health; I am infatuated with it to the end and fall in love for life. -Untitled Li Shangyin

20. I met her a long time ago, but since we separated, the time has been longer. The east wind has started, the flowers have withered, the silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and the candles will drain the wick every night. In the morning, she saw her hair-clouds are changing in the mirror, but she used her evening song Pengshan, Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! . -Untitled Li Shangyin.