1. Poems about love turning into hate
A cut of plum blossoms and plum blossoms shine in the red lotus root and the jade mat remains in the autumn. I undress my clothes lightly and board an orchid boat alone. Who in the clouds sends me a brocade book? Come? When Yan Zi returns, the moon is full on the west tower.
The flowers are floating and the water is flowing, a kind of lovesickness, and two worries. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, but it is on my heart that I lower my brows. The Book of Songs "Drumming" The relationship between life and death is broad, as explained by Zicheng.
Hold your hand and grow old together with your son. Magpie Bridge Immortal Qin Guan The clouds make tricks, the flying stars convey hatred, and the silver and Han people cross the vast distance in secret.
As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will defeat countless people in the world. Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, and I can't help but look at the magpie bridge on the way home.
If the love between the two lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night? Divination Operator Li Zhiyi I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River.
I miss you every day, but I don’t see you. I drink water from the Yangtze River. When will this water stop, and when will this hatred end?
I only hope that your heart will be like mine, and I will live up to my love. Die Lian Hua Liu Yong Standing leaning against the dangerous building, the breeze blows softly, looking at the spring sorrow, the gloomy sky.
In the grass-colored smoke and the lingering light, who would lean on the fence without saying anything? I plan to get drunk and sing to the wine, but the strong music is still tasteless. The belt becomes wider and wider, but I don't regret it anymore. I feel haggard because of the beauty.
Sauvignon Blanc Lin Bu Wushan is green, the mountains are green, and the green mountains on both sides of the strait greet each other. Who knows the love of parting? The king is full of tears, the concubine is full of tears, and the knot of love between Luo and Dai has not yet been completed.
The tide at the head of the river has subsided. Huashan Ji (a folk song) "Southern Dynasties Yuefu Folk Song" Huashan Ji, since you died for your peasants, who will you give to when you are the only one alive? When joy comes, the coffin will be opened! Jiang Chengzi Su Shi "Ten years of life and death are so vast that I cannot forget them without thinking about them."
A lonely grave thousands of miles away, no place to talk about desolation. Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost.
At night, I suddenly returned home from a deep dream. I was dressing up outside the small window. Relatively speechless, only a thousand lines of tears.
It is expected that the broken heart will be cut off every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pine hills. The Highest Building Cheng Gai talks about old things and feels embarrassed.
Remember and travel with your shoulders. The skirts and stockings are on the peach blossom bank, and the thin shirt is gently fanning the apricot blossom tower.
Several trips, several times of drunkenness, several times of stay. Unexpectedly, the spring breeze has broken.
Who would have expected that the morning clouds would also fly away. It is easy to grow old, but it is difficult to repay hatred.
Bee'er doesn't understand people's suffering, Yan'er doesn't understand people's sorrows. Old feelings will never disappear, when will they end?
Sheng Cha Zi Zhu Shuzhen On the Lantern Festival last year, the lights in the flower market were as bright as day. When the moon reaches the top of the willow tree, people meet at dusk.
On Yuan Ye this year, the moon and lights are still the same. I can't see anyone from last year, and my spring shirt sleeves are filled with tears.
Ziwei Ci by Lu Benzhong: Hating you is not like Jiang Louyue, north and south, east and west, north and south, east and west, we can only follow each other without separation. Hating you is like the moon in the river. It is full but it is still in loss. It is full but it is still in loss. How long will it last?
Lovesickness and Resentment Li Ye The depth of the sea is not even half as deep as lovesickness. There is still an end to the sea water, and there is no limit to the longing for love.
Carrying the piano up to a high building, the building is full of moonlight. Playing the love song, the strings suddenly broke.
Yu Linling Liu Yong The chilling cicadas are miserable. Facing Changting at night, the showers have begun to subside.
There is no trace of drinking in the Dumen tent, and the place of nostalgia and the orchid boat urge the hair. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, they were speechless and choked.
Thoughts go away, thousands of hours of mist, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast. Since ancient times, sentimentality has hurt parting, and it is even more embarrassing to be left out in the Qingqiu Festival! Where did you wake up tonight? The dawn wind and the waning moon on the willow bank.
The passage of time should be a time of good times and good times. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them? "Double Tune·Toad Palace Song·Spring Love" Xu Zaisi Only if you don't miss lovesickness in your life, you will miss lovesickness, which will harm lovesickness.
The body is like floating clouds, the heart is like flying catkins, and the energy is like gossamer. A wisp of lingering fragrance is here, I hope the wealthy wanderer will do it.
When did the symptoms occur? When the lamp is half dim, when the moon is half bright. "Ruyi Niang" Wu Zetian looked at Zhu Chengbi and thought a lot, looking haggard and fragmented to recall the king.
If you don’t believe it, I have been crying recently, so I opened the box to check out the pomegranate skirt. Maipitang Yuan Haowen asked what is love in the world, and only taught about life and death? Two poems from "Sauvignon Blanc" by Li Bai Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang'an.
The autumn cries of Luowei are heard in Jinjinglan, and the frost is desolate and the color of the mat is cold. The lonely lamp is full of thoughts and sorrow, and rolls up the curtains to look at the moonlit sky and sighs.
The beauty is like a flower separated from the clouds, with the long blue sky above and the waves of green water below. It's hard for the soul to fly far away, and it's hard for the dream soul to not reach Guanshan.
Sauvignon Blanc is heart-breaking. The sun is full of color, the flowers are full of smoke, and the moon is bright, so I can't sleep.
Zhao Sechu stopped at the Phoenix Pillar. The Shuqin wants to play the mandarin duck strings.
This song is intended to be passed on by no one, and I wish to send it to Yan Ran with the spring breeze. Recalling that you are so far away from me across the blue sky, my eyes used to be full of waves, but now they are like a fountain of tears.
If you don’t believe that I have a broken heart, come back and look in front of a bright mirror. Evil! I want to know you and live a long life.
The mountains have no mausoleums, the rivers are exhausted, the winter thunders tremble, the summer rains and snows, the heaven and the earth are united, so I dare to be with you! I wish to have the person of my heart and stay together forever. Zhuo Wenjun of Han Dynasty's "Baitou Yin" If you succeed, why should you die? If you want to be a mandarin duck, you will not envy the immortals.
"Ancient Meanings of Chang'an" by Lu Zhaolin of the Tang Dynasty. There are no colorful phoenixes flying in the body, but there is a clear understanding in the heart. Tang Dynasty Li Shangyin's "Untitled" It's hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.
The spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes. Tang Dynasty Li Shangyin's "Untitled" I wish to be a winged bird in the sky, and a twig on the ground.
As time goes by, this hatred will last forever! "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to deal with, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud. I look back lazily at the flowers, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king.
"Lisi" by Yuan Zhen of the Tang Dynasty The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. There is no clear sky but there is sunshine. Tang Dynasty Liu Yuxi's "Bamboo Branch Poems" In the heart of spring, don't let the flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray.
"Untitled" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty The candles are willing to say goodbye, and weep for others until dawn. "Farewell" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty I looked for him thousands of times in the crowd, but when I suddenly looked back, I saw that man in the dim light.
Xin Qiji's "The Sapphire Case, Yuan Xi" Red beans grow in the southern country, and a few branches come out in spring. I hope you will pick it up more often. This is the most lovesick thing.
Wang Wei's "Lovesickness" When flowers bloom, they must be broken, but don't wait until there are no flowers to break the branches. "Golden Threaded Clothes" by Du Qiuniang of the Tang Dynasty The dew on a branch is fragrant, and the clouds and rain in Wushan are in vain.
Li Bai's "Qing Ping Diao No. 2" The past has become empty, still like a dream. Li Yu's "Midnight Song" knows my intention and feels your pity. This feeling must be asked to God! Li Yu's "Geng Lu Zi Jin Que Chai" When we see each other, it's as if we haven't seen each other, and if we are affectionate, we still seem to be ruthless.
Sima Guang ".