A poem about the return of a lover 1. A poem waiting for a lover to return.
Now welcome you with summer enthusiasm,
Without any cover-up or excuse,
Love is love, hope is hope,
True feelings can't be hidden,
It's just that each of us expresses it in a different way.
Read text messages, messages, emails every day,
I'm afraid I'll miss your pickup point,
Afraid of missing every message, every cry.
Because you showed up,
My world is no longer empty,
Time becomes slow,
Will remember the day when you and I meet again,
I think that day is not far away.
At that time, the mountains and rivers will be dim,
Only you and I are like superstars! 2. If a speeding train passes my platform.
If the swift river swept away my sail
If the geese in the clouds don't fly back
If you don't wake up after winter silkworm sleep
I still silently hold the starlight of hope.
Waiting for love with beautiful reverie
If the willows in the sunset no longer smoke in the cage
If the breeze in the moonlight doesn't stay
If my plum blossom fragrance is in someone else's yard
If my rose nestles in other people's feelings.
I still stubbornly heal my inner pain.
Waiting for love with persistence and sadness.
The reason why I wait for love firmly
Yes, I believe that the sea has also changed the fields.
The reason why I wait for love firmly
Yes, I know that Sincerity can play with stones.
She is full of amorous feelings.
She has the charm of insight into history.
No matter what others think of my waiting.
The pain of searching, the inner panic
It is warm care and moved tears.
Or give ruthless ridicule and sharp judgment?
I still believe in my waiting.
That is the rising sun, gentle garden.
Man, believe in your love.
Believe that eternal love is always young.
I believe that sincere love is always beautiful.
Believe that your waiting is eternal.
2. A poem expecting your lover to return
Now welcome you with summer enthusiasm,
Without any cover-up or excuse,
Love is love, hope is hope,
True feelings can't be hidden,
It's just that each of us expresses it in a different way.
Read text messages, messages, emails every day,
I'm afraid I'll miss your pickup point,
Afraid of missing every message, every cry.
Because you showed up,
My world is no longer empty,
Time becomes slow,
Will remember the day when you and I meet again,
I think that day is not far away.
At that time, the mountains and rivers will be dim,
Only you and I are like superstars! 2. If a speeding train passes my platform.
If the swift river swept away my sail
If the geese in the clouds don't fly back
If you don't wake up after winter silkworm sleep
I still silently hold the starlight of hope.
Waiting for love with beautiful reverie
If the willows in the sunset no longer smoke in the cage
If the breeze in the moonlight doesn't stay
If my plum blossom fragrance is in someone else's yard
If my rose nestles in other people's feelings.
I still stubbornly heal my inner pain.
Waiting for love with persistence and sadness.
The reason why I wait for love firmly
Yes, I believe that the sea has also changed the fields.
The reason why I wait for love firmly
Yes, I know that Sincerity can play with stones.
She is full of amorous feelings.
She has the charm of insight into history.
No matter what others think of my waiting.
The pain of searching, the inner panic
It is warm care and moved tears.
Or give ruthless ridicule and sharp judgment?
I still believe in my waiting.
That is the rising sun, gentle garden.
Man, believe in your love.
Believe that eternal love is always young.
I believe that sincere love is always beautiful.
Believe that your waiting is eternal.
3. Ask for poems about expecting lovers to come back
1, a bright moon hangs high in the capital, and ten thousand washing mallets are knocked. The autumn wind blew Yi Dao's voice, and every household remembered the people guarding the border. When will the border war be settled and when will my husband end his expedition? -Tang Dynasty: Midnight Wu Ge Qiu Ge by Li Bai.
Interpretation of the vernacular: there is moonlight in Chang' an city, and thousands of families are smashing clothes. The autumn wind blows clothes, and everyone misses the border guards. When can I quell the border war and let my husband end his expedition?
2. Autumn grass grows older on strangers, and the sun sets in the building every day. The top of a building; Deng Wang Lou; Far away, boundless water. Where are the people who want to get back on the road? Acacia words are not censored, so why bother to write them on letters? It takes a thousand lines of tears. -Song: Yan's "Partridge Days, Drunk Shooting Spring Shirts and Cherishing Old Fragrance"
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: autumn grass grows older on the road, and sunset enters the building every day. Look up at the building; The top of a building; Deng Wang Lou; Far away, boundless water. Where is the way to recruit people? There is nothing to complain about the words of lovesickness, so why write them on stationery? It takes a thousand tears.
3, wash and dress, relying on Wangjianglou alone. Thousands of ships passed by, and no one expected to appear. Broken-hearted Baipingzhou. -Tang Dynasty: The article "Looking at the South of the Yangtze River, Wash and Dress"
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: After washing and grooming, I boarded Wangjiang Tower alone, leaned against the pillar and stared at the surging river. Thousands of ships passed by, and none of the expected people appeared. The afterglow of the sun is lovingly sprinkled on the river, and the river flows slowly, and the yearning heart lingers on that Baipingzhou.
4. Young women in boudoir don't know what to worry about, and they put on makeup in brothels in spring. Suddenly I saw the green willows, and I felt uncomfortable; Oh, I regret that I shouldn't have sent my husband to Hou Feng. -Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling's in my heart forever
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: Young women in boudoir never have the worry of lovesickness and parting. On a bright spring day, she dressed herself up and climbed a tall building. Suddenly, when I saw the spring scenery of willows on the roadside, I felt blue. She regretted that she shouldn't have let her husband join the army.
5. I don't know how far I am. Sad and boring. Drifting away, no books, rich water and heavy fish. Late at night, the wind blows bamboo and plays autumn rhyme. A thousand leaves, a thousand voices, all hate. So, if you look for it in a single pillow, the dream is not a lamp, it will burn. -Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu's "Yulouchun, I don't know how far you are after parting"
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: I don't know how far your trip is after parting. I am very painful and have endless anguish in my heart. You go further and further, and gradually break the letter; Where can I ask if fish books are not in circulation? In the middle of the night, the wind rustles the bamboo leaves, and all the voices are not sad and hate. I want to see you in my dream, leaning on a pillow. Who knows that the dream burned out before it was made into a wick.
Who can find me a poem looking forward to the return of my lover? It takes five words.
1, finally you want to return to China, and now my heart is breaking.
Talking from Li Bai's Spring Thought in Tang Dynasty
The grass is as green as Beth, and the mulberry leaves in Qin area are green.
When you miss your hometown, you were missed and sad a long time ago.
Spring breeze, you and I don't know each other. Why do I feel sad when it blows to Luo Zhang?
Explanation:
The grass in Yan Di is as soft and slender as velvet, and the mulberry leaves in Qin are so dense that they bend the branches. When you are homesick and looking forward to going home, I have long been worried about you. Spring breeze, you and I are strangers, why do you want to blow into Luo Zhang to arouse my sadness?
I forgot to pick the leaves in the cage last night and dreamed of fishing in the sun.
It's from Zhang's "Thinking of Spring Ladies" in the Tang Dynasty.
The city walls are thin willows, and the roads are lush.
Carrying a basket, forgetting to pick leaves, I dreamed of Yu Yang last night.
Explanation:
The city wall is surrounded by willows, and the roadside is green and smooth. I forgot to pick leaves with a basket, and I dreamed of Yuyang again last night.
3, it is difficult for geese to send books, and they can't dream.
Two Poems Forever in My Heart by Shen Ruyun in Tang Dynasty (I).
It is difficult to send books to geese, and it is also difficult to dream.
May the lonely moon shine on Fu Bo camp.
Explanation:
The geese have already flown away, so it is difficult to send a letter. Too much sadness makes people unable to sleep. I hope I can follow the ubiquitous moon shadow and light up your barracks.
Oh, when will the Tatar army be conquered and when will my husband come back from the long battle! .
Midnight Wu Ge Qiu Ge by Li Bai, a poet in the Tang Dynasty.
There is moonlight in Chang 'an, and all the families in Yi Dao are there.
The autumn wind blew Yi Dao's voice, and every household remembered the people guarding the border.
When will the border war be settled and when will my husband end his expedition?
Explanation:
The autumn moon is bright and bright, and the sound of smashing clothes comes from every household. The sound of the anvil, and the autumn wind is blowing my heart, is always related to Guan Yu's relatives. When will the border war subside and my husband will end his long journey?
5, thinking of my husband is like a full moon, and the brightness is decreasing every night.
Chu Junyi in Fu Zi by Zhang Jiuling in Tang Dynasty.
Now that you're out, you don't care about the disabled machine anymore.
I miss you like a full moon, and the brightness is decreasing every night.
Explanation:
I haven't touched that old loom since you left your hometown for a long trip. Thinking of you is like a full moon on the horizon, which weakens the brilliance night after night.
5. The old sentence of waiting to bring your lover back.
(1) The information is sparse, and the month is thousands of miles away.
(2) Don't miss each other, come back and look back.
(3) Acacia word, empty surplus, Acacia chapter, when is enough?
(4) thinking, but in Hainan. Why ask Yi-jun? You can confuse him with jade. Then I heard that you changed your mind, and I broke my hair hairpin in anger. When the wind blows, it will be destroyed and burned. From then on, I will make a clean break with you and never sleep for you again. What is your love and heart, Chao Jiang and the sea? Hate is not as good as believing, and acacia began to feel that the sea was not deep.
5. Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang 'an. High light flashing; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon, alone, like a flower, from the center of the cloud. Above, I saw the blue and deep sky.
Below, I saw the green and agitation of the water. The sky is high and the land is wide; My sadness flies painfully between them. Can I dream of crossing the mountain gate? . Sauvignon Blanc destroys the heart and soul.
In the evening, the sun sets in the west, the flowers are covered with smoke, and the moonlight is like practice. I miss my lover all night. I won't play with the phoenix carving on the pillar. I thought I was afraid of touching Yuanyang after playing with Qin Shu.
This is a song full of feelings, but no one has passed it on. I hope it will be sent to the distant Yan. I miss you in a faraway place. Outside the blue sky, the past and present are the source of tears.
If you don't believe in sword cutting, please come back and look in the mirror in front of me! The autumn wind is clear and the autumn moon is bright. When the fallen leaves are scattered, the habitat in western Western jackdaw is full of surprises.
Acacia knows when to meet, and this night is embarrassing. Although fully aware of lovesickness, there is no good health; I am infatuated with it to the end and fall in love for life.
Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? .
6. One mountain and two mountains, the mountains are far away and the sky is high, the misty water is cold, and the acacia maple leaf Dan.
Flowers bloom, flowers are not complete, geese fly high, but they don't come back.
7. Light a candle at the bottom of the well, and Lang Changxing won't go. Linglong dice Ann Monkey Bean, do you know how much you miss it?