Ancient love poems: sad, romantic and sad love poems
The beauty rolled up the bead curtain and sat deep with her eyebrows furrowed. But she saw wet traces of tears. She didn’t know who she hated in her heart
Red Bean Born in the South Country , send out a few branches in spring. I hope you will pick it up more often. This is the most lovesick thing. Wang Wei's "Lovesickness"
Flowers are ready to be broken when they are in bloom, don't wait until there are no flowers to break the branches! Tang Du Qiuniang's "Golden Thread Clothes"
A branch is full of dew and fragrance, and the clouds and rain in Wushan are in vain. Broken heart. Li Bai's "Qing Ping Diao No. 2"
The belts of clothes are getting wider and wider, but I don't regret it at all. Song Dynasty; Liu Yong's "Feng Qitong"
The past has become empty, still like a dream. Li Yu's "Midnight Song*How can I avoid sorrow and hatred in life"
Knowing my intention and feeling your pity, I must ask God for this feeling! Li Yu's "The Golden Bird Hairpin"
On the top of a willow tree in the moonlight, people make an appointment after dusk. Zhu Shuzhen's "Shacha Zi"
When we see each other, it's as if we don't see each other, and if we are affectionate, we seem to be heartless. Sima Guang "Moon over the Xijiang River"
When the ends of the earth are limited, there is only endless love. "Spring in the Jade House"
The sky is not old, love is hard to break; the heart is like a double mesh with thousands of knots in it. Zhang Sheng's "Qianqiu Sui"
Looking at each other with tears in his hands, he was speechless and choked. Passion has hurt parting since ancient times. After so many years, it should be a good time and good scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them? Liu Yong: "The rain and the bell flowers are falling and the water is flowing." One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart.
Looking and searching, deserted and miserable. This time, how can the word "sorrow" be said?
I went up to the west building alone without words. The moon is like a hook. The lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks Qingqiu. Keep cutting. Still confused. It's separation. Don't just have the ordinary taste in your heart.
How much sorrow can you have? Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward. Poppy
This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss at that time. Li Shangyin's "Jin Se"
Ten years of life and death are so vast that they cannot be forgotten without thinking.
In the small window, they are dressing up, looking at each other without saying anything, only a thousand lines of tears. Su Shi's "Jiang Chengzi"
The crowd looked for him thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, he was there, in a dimly lit place. Xin Qiji's "Qingyun Case*Yuan Xi"
Tenderness is like water, and good times are like dreams. If the love between two people lasts for a long time, how can they stay in court? Qin Guan's "Magpie Bridge"
Only if you don't miss lovesickness in your life, you will miss lovesickness, which will harm lovesickness. Yuan Xu Zaisi "Toad Palace Song * Spring Love"
Sentiment has always been full of hatred, and good dreams are the easiest to wake up from. Qing Dynasty; Shi Qing's "Xi Yi Ti"
People who are not charming will be fascinated by their beauty, but beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Huang Chang's "Collection of Hangzhou Sayings and Poems"
The endless tears of lovesickness throw away the red beans, and the endless spring willows and spring flowers fill the painting building. Cao Xueqin's "A Dream of Red Mansions"
Under the acacia tree, people talk about lovesickness, and Si Lang hates Lang Lang but he doesn't know it. The Republic of China; Liang Qichao
After thinking about it carefully several times, I am willing to miss the pain! Hu Shi's "Sheng Cha Zi"
Since ancient times, there has been love and infatuation in life, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon. Song Dynasty; Ou Yang's "Spring in the Jade House"
What is love in the world? Direct teachings promise life and death!
I want to know you and live a long life. The mountain has no edges, the heaven and the earth are harmonious, so I dare to compete with you!
How can I die if I can compare with my eyes? I would like to be a mandarin duck and not envy the immortals. Tang; Lu Zhaolin's "Ancient Meaning of Chang'an"
There is no colorful phoenix flying in the body, but there is a clear understanding in the heart. Tang Dynasty; Li Shangyin
I would like to be a winged bird in the sky, and a twig on the ground. As time goes by, this hatred will last forever! Tang; Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow"
It's hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. The spring silkworm's silk will not be used up until it dies, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes. Tang Dynasty; Li Shangyin
Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to overcome, 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. Tang Dynasty; Yuan Zhen's "Li Si"
The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. There is no sunshine 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. Tang Dynasty; Li Shangyin "Untitled"
The candle is willing to say goodbye and shed tears for others until dawn. Tang Dynasty; Du Mu's "Farewell"
Life is precious, but love is even more valuable!
Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and the blue sea and blue sky make her heart happy every night
Ancient people Yun: Holding your son's hand and growing old together! It's a kind of perfection that love can end like this!
Looking at the moon and Huaiyuan Zhang Jiuling
The bright moon rises on the sea, the end of the world ***At this time, lover I resent the distant night, but I start to miss my lovesickness at night. I put out the candle and the pity light is full, and I put on my clothes and feel the dew. I can't bear to give it to you, but I still have a good night's sleep.
Autumn Wind Poems by Li Bai
The autumn breeze is clear, The moon is bright in autumn, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws roost and startle again. We know the day when we meet each other, but it is hard to be in love at this time and this night. When you enter the door of my lovesickness, you know that my lovesickness is painful. The long love is long and the long memories are long, and the short love is endless. If I had known that it would be such a thorn in the heart, why would I not have known each other in the first place.
Zhuzhici Liu Yuxi
The willows are green and the Qingjiang River is level, and I hear the singing on the Langjiang River. The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. There is no sunshine but there is sunshine.
Liu Yuxi's Bamboo Branch Poetry
The mountains are covered with red flowers, and the spring water of Shujiang River beats the mountain stream. The bonus fades easily like a man's will, and the water flow is infinite like Nong's sorrow.
Zhang Zhongsu in Yanzi Building
The broken lamp upstairs is accompanied by the dawn frost, and the person sleeping alone gets up on the acacia bed. How many lovesickness does one night stand have? The ends of the earth are not long.
Jin Se Li Shangyin
The Jin Se has fifty strings for no reason. Each string and one column reflect the past. Zhuang Sheng was obsessed with butterflies in his dawn dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos. The moon in the sea has tears, Lantian The sun is warm and the jade is making smoke. This feeling can be recalled, but it was already at a loss at that time.
Untitled Li Shangyin
The coming is empty words and disappears, the moon is setting at five o'clock upstairs. The dream is It’s hard to cry when I’m far away, the book has been pushed into ink but it’s not thick. The wax illuminates half the cage of golden jade, and the musk slightly embroiders the hibiscus. Liu Lang already hates that Pengshan is far away, and it’s even more separated by 10,000 layers of Pengshan.
Untitled Li Shangyin
The heavy curtains are deep in the Mochou Hall, and the night after lying down is slender. The life of a goddess was just a dream, and the life of my sister-in-law was originally a dream. The wind and waves don’t believe that Lingzhi is weak. Who teaches the fragrance of osmanthus leaves to Moon Dew? It is clear that it is useless to miss lovesickness, but to be melancholy is pure madness.
Untitled Li Shangyin
It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. The spring silkworms will die when the silkworms are dead, and the wax torches will turn to ashes before the tears will dry. The mirror is dawning, but the clouds on the temples have changed. , You should feel the moonlight is cold when you sing at night. There is not much way to go to Pengshan, and the bluebirds are diligent to look around.
Untitled Li Shangyin
The stars last night, the wind last night, the west side of the painting building and the east side of Guitang .There are no colorful phoenixes flying on the body, but there is a clear understanding in the heart. The next seat is warmed by spring wine, and the red wax lamp is shed on the Cao Cao. I listened to the drum and went to answer the official's request, walking around Malantai and turning around the tent.
Li Shangyin traveled alone in Qujiang in late autumn
When the lotus leaves are growing, spring hates them, and when the lotus leaves wither, autumn hates them. I know that my love will always be there, and I look forward to the sound of the water at the head of the river.
A message to Li Shangyin from the night rain in the north
You asked about the return date but it has not been announced yet. The night rain in Bashan swells the autumn pond. Why should I cut the candles from the west window and say that it is raining in Bashan at night?
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Li Si Yuan Zhen
Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud. I took the flowers and looked back lazily, half of them were cultivators and half of them were kings.
Tied to Cui Hu of Nanzhuang in the Capital City< /p>
On this day last year, in this door, the faces of people and peach blossoms reflected each other's red. The human face has gone nowhere, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.
Farewell to Du Mu
Sentimental but always ruthless, I can’t laugh in front of the bottle. The candle has the heart to say goodbye, and weeps for others until dawn.
Send someone Zhang Bi
Farewell Mengyi to Xie's house, the small corridor turns to the winding lantern. There is only the sentimental moon in the spring garden, which shines upon the fallen flowers for those who have left.
Writing Love to Li Yi
The precious silk with water patterns makes me think about it for a long time, and the good times of a thousand miles will rest overnight. From then on, I had no intention of loving the good night and let him go down to the west tower under the bright moon.
Gift to the maid Cui Jiao
The princes, princes and grandsons are following in their footsteps, and green beads are dripping from the turban. As soon as Hou Men entered, it was as deep as the sea, and Xiao Lang was a passerby from then on.
Send Li Yi a secret about foreign fish
I am ashamed of the sun and cover my sleeves, and I am too lazy to put on my makeup in spring. It is easy to find priceless treasures, but it is rare to find a lover. Tears are shed on the pillow, and the heart is broken among the flowers. Why should I hate Wang Chang when I can get a glimpse of Song Yu?
Jiangling is worried about the mystery of sending fish
Thousands of maple leaves turn into thousands of branches, and the river bridge covers the late evening sail. Remembering you, my heart is like the water of the West River, flowing eastward day and night without rest.
Sauvignon Blanc Bai Juyi
Bian water flow, Si water flow, flowing to the ancient ferry of Guazhou, Wushan is a little sad. I miss you for a long time, I hate you for a long time, I hate it until I return home, and I lean on the building under the bright moon.
Dream of Wen Tingyun in the south of the Yangtze River
After washing up, I leaned alone on Wangjiang Tower. All the thousands of sails that have passed are not the same, the slanting light and the flowing water are long, and the heart is broken by Bai Pingzhou!
Sauvignon Blanc Lin Bu Chuan 1
Wu Shan Qing, Yue Shan Qing. The green mountains on both sides of the Taiwan Strait greet each other. Who knows the love of parting? The king is filled with tears, and the concubine is filled with tears. The knot of Luo and Dai has not been completed. The tide at the head of the river has subsided.
Meet Li Yu happily
Speechless, I went up to the west building alone, the moon was like a hook. The lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks Qingqiu. Continuous cutting and confusion remain, which is the sorrow of separation. Don't just have the ordinary taste in your heart.
The black night cries Li Yu
The forest flowers withered the spring red, it was too hasty, and the cold rain came in the morning and the wind came in the evening. Rouge tears, stay drunk together, how long will it last? Naturally, life grows and hates water.
Visiting Feng Yansi in Kinmen
The wind picked up and blew a pool of spring water. In the path where the mandarin ducks are fragrant, I stroke the red apricot pistils with my hands. The fighting duck leans alone on the railing, and the jasper scratches its head and falls sideways. I look forward to seeing you all day long, and I raise my head to hear the magpies rejoice.
Ouyang Xiu in Spring in the Jade House
In front of the bottle, he planned to tell the date of his return. Chun Rong swallowed it before saying anything. Life is full of love and infatuation, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon. Don't renovate the song of departure, a song can teach you how to be tight. I have to see all the flowers in Luocheng before I can say goodbye to the spring breeze.
Sima Guang on the Xijiang River
The bun is loosely tied, and the plum blossoms are lightly made up. The red and green emeralds The mist is light, and the flying catkins are uncertain. Seeing each other is as if they have not seen each other, and the love seems to be ruthless. After the singing and singing, I wake up slightly. The moon is leaning in the deep courtyard and people are quiet.
The Fairy Qin Temple on the Magpie Bridge
The fine clouds make tricks, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is far away in darkness. 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 two people lasts for a long time, how can they be together day and night?
The Poppy Qin Guan
The green peaches planted in the sky and dew are not ordinary flowers. The water is scattered deep in the chaotic mountains. For whom does a jade-like branch bloom? What's the limit to the light cold and drizzle? If you don't know the spring, it's hard to control it. So why not indulge in it for you? I'm afraid that when I wake up, my heart will be broken!
Yulin Ling Liuyong
The chilling cicada is miserable. Facing Changting at night, the showers have begun to subside. There is no trace of drinking in the capital tent, and the orchid boat urges you to stay in the place of nostalgia. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, they were speechless and choked. Thoughts go by, thousands of miles of mist, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast. Passion has hurt parting since ancient times. Even more embarrassing and neglected Qingqiu Festival. Where will I wake up from my drunkenness tonight? On the bank of willows, with the dawn wind and the waning moon. This passing year should be a time of good times and good scenery.
Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them?
Fengqi Wuliuyong
Standing against the dangerous building, the breeze is gentle. Looking forward to the extremely sad spring, the sky is gloomy. The grass is dimly illuminated by smoke. Who would be speechless? I plan to get drunk on the madness. Singing to wine, strong music is still tasteless. The belt gradually becomes wider and I will never regret it. It makes people feel haggard because of Yixiao.
Recalling Liu Yong from the Imperial Capital
Looking at each other with tears in his hands, he was speechless and choked. Passion has hurt parting since ancient times. After so many years, it should be a good time and good scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them? Liu Yong: "The rain and the bell flowers are falling and the water is flowing." One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart.
Looking and searching, deserted and miserable. This time, how can the word "sorrow" be said?
I went up to the west building alone without words. The moon is like a hook. The lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks Qingqiu. Keep cutting. Still confused. It's separation. Don't just have the ordinary taste in your heart.
How much sorrow can you have? Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward. Poppy
This feeling can be remembered later, but it was already at a loss at that time. Li Shangyin's "Jin Se"
Ten years of life and death are so vast that they cannot be forgotten without thinking.
In the small window, they are dressing up, looking at each other without saying anything, only a thousand lines of tears. Su Shi's "Jiang Chengzi"
The crowd looked for him thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, he was there, in a dimly lit place. Xin Qiji's "Qingyun Case*Yuan Xi"
Tenderness is like water, and good times are like dreams. If the love between two people lasts for a long time, how can they stay in court? Qin Guan's "Magpie Bridge"
Only if you don't miss lovesickness in your life, you will miss lovesickness, which will harm lovesickness. Yuan Xu Zaisi "Toad Palace Song * Spring Love"
Sentiment has always been full of hatred, and good dreams are the easiest to wake up from. Qing Dynasty; Shi Qing's "Xi Yi Ti"
People who are not charming will be fascinated by their beauty, but beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Huang Chang's "Collection of Hangzhou Sayings and Poems"
The endless tears of lovesickness throw away the red beans, and the endless spring willows and spring flowers fill the painting building. Cao Xueqin's "A Dream of Red Mansions"
Under the acacia tree, people talk about lovesickness, and Si Lang hates Lang Lang but he doesn't know it. The Republic of China; Liang Qichao
After thinking about it several times, I am willing to miss the pain! Hu Shi's "Sheng Cha Zi"
Since ancient times, there has been love and infatuation in life, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon. Song Dynasty; Ou Yangxiu's "Spring in the Jade House"
What is love in the world? Direct teachings promise life and death!
I want to know you and live a long life. The mountain has no edges, the heaven and the earth are in harmony, so I dare to compete with you!
How can I die if I can compare with my eyes? I would like to be a mandarin duck and not envy the immortals. Tang; Lu Zhaolin's "Ancient Meaning of Chang'an"
There is no colorful phoenix flying in the body, but there is a clear understanding in the heart. Tang Dynasty; Li Shangyin "Untitled"
I would like to be a winged bird in the sky, and a twig on the ground. As time goes by, this hatred will last forever! Tang; Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow"
It's hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. The spring silkworm's silk will not be used up until it dies, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes. Tang Dynasty; Li Shangyin
Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to overcome, 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. Tang Dynasty; Yuan Zhen's "Li Si"
The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. There is sunshine but there is no 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. Tang Dynasty; Li Shangyin's "Untitled"
The candle is willing to say goodbye and weep for others until dawn. Tang Dynasty; Du Mu's "Farewell"
Life is precious, but love is even more valuable!
The ancients said: Hold your hand and grow old together! For love to end like this is considered a kind of perfection. Let's go!
Watch the moon and embrace the distance Zhang Jiuling
The bright moon rises on the sea, the end of the world*** At this time, lovers complain about the distant night, but they start to miss each other at night. The candles are extinguished and the light is full, and the clothes are covered with dew. . I can’t bear to give it away, but I still have a good time to sleep and dream.
Autumn Wind Poems by Li Bai
The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws are frightened. We know the day when we meet each other, but it is hard to be in love at this time and this night. When you enter the door of my lovesickness, you know that my lovesickness is painful. The long love is long and the long memories are long, and the short love is endless. If I had known that it would be such a thorn in the heart, why would I not have known each other in the first place.
Zhuzhici Liu Yuxi
The willows are green and the Qingjiang River is level, and I hear the singing on the Langjiang River. The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. There is no sunshine but there is sunshine.
Liu Yuxi's Bamboo Branch Poems
The mountains are covered with red flowers, and the spring water of Shujiang River beats the mountain stream. The bonus fades easily like a man's will, and the water flow is infinite like Nong's sorrow.
Zhang Zhongsu in Yanzi Building
The broken lamp upstairs is accompanied by the dawn frost, and the person sleeping alone gets up on the acacia bed. How many lovesickness does one night stand have? The ends of the earth are not long.
Jin Se Li Shangyin
The Jin Se has fifty strings for no reason. Each string and one column reflect the past. Zhuang Sheng was obsessed with butterflies in his dawn dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos. The moon in the sea has tears, Lantian The sun is warm and the jade is making smoke. This feeling can be recalled, but it was already at a loss at that time.
Untitled Li Shangyin
The coming is empty words and disappears, the moon is setting at five o'clock upstairs. The dream is It’s hard to cry when I’m far away, the book has been pushed into ink but it’s not thick. The wax illuminates half the cage of golden jade, and the musk slightly embroiders the hibiscus. Liu Lang already hates that Pengshan is far away, and it’s even more separated by 10,000 layers of Pengshan.
Untitled Li Shangyin
The heavy curtains are deep in the Mochou Hall, and the night after lying down is slender. The life of a goddess was just a dream, and the life of my sister-in-law was originally a dream. The wind and waves don’t believe that Lingzhi is weak. Who teaches the fragrance of osmanthus leaves to Moon Dew? It is clear that it is useless to miss lovesickness, but to be melancholy is pure madness.
Untitled Li Shangyin
It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. The spring silkworms will die when the silkworms are dead, and the wax torches will turn to ashes before the tears will dry. The mirror is dawning, but the clouds on the temples have changed. , You should feel the moonlight is cold when you sing at night. There is not much way to go to Pengshan, and the bluebirds are diligent to look around.
Untitled Li Shangyin
The stars last night, the wind last night, the west side of the painting building and the east side of Guitang .There are no colorful phoenixes flying on the body, but there is a clear understanding in the heart. The next seat is warmed by spring wine, and the red wax lamp is shed on the Cao Cao. I listened to the drum and went to answer the official's request, walking around Malantai and turning around the tent.
Li Shangyin traveled alone in Qujiang in late autumn
When the lotus leaves are growing, spring hates them, and when the lotus leaves wither, autumn hates them. I know that my love will always be there, and I look forward to the sound of the water at the head of the river.
A message to Li Shangyin from the night rain in the north
You asked about the return date but it has not been announced yet. The night rain in Bashan swells the autumn pond. Why should I cut the candles from the west window and say that it is raining in Bashan at night?
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Li Si Yuan Zhen
Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud. I took the flowers and looked back lazily, half of them were cultivators and half of them were kings.
Tied to Cui Hu of Nanzhuang in the Capital City< /p>
On this day last year, in this door, the faces of people and peach blossoms reflected each other's red. The human face has gone nowhere, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.
Farewell to Du Mu
Sentimental but always ruthless, I can’t laugh in front of the bottle. The candle has the heart to say goodbye, and weeps for others until dawn.
Send it to someone Zhang Bi
Farewell Mengyi to Xie's house, the small corridor turns to the winding lantern. There is only the sentimental moon in the spring garden, which shines upon the fallen flowers for those who have left.
Words about Li Yi, string 2
The precious silk with water patterns is long and thoughtful, and the good times of thousands of miles will rest in one night. From then on, I had no intention of loving the good night and let him go down to the west tower under the bright moon. 6
Gift to Cui Jiao, the maid
The princes, princes and grandsons are following in their footsteps, green beads are dripping from the turban. As soon as Hou Men entered, it was as deep as the sea, and Xiao Lang was a passerby from then on.
Send Li Yi a secret about foreign fish
I am ashamed of the sun and cover my sleeves, and I am too lazy to put on my makeup in spring. It is easy to find priceless treasures, but it is rare to find a lover. Tears are shed on the pillow, and the heart is broken among the flowers. Why should I hate Wang Chang when I can get a glimpse of Song Yu?
Jiangling is worried about the mystery of sending fish
Thousands of maple leaves turn into thousands of branches, and the river bridge covers the late evening sail. Remembering you, my heart is like the water of the West River, flowing eastward day and night without rest.
Sauvignon Blanc Bai Juyi
Bian water flow, Si water flow, flowing to the ancient ferry of Guazhou, Wushan is a little sad. I miss you for a long time, I hate you for a long time, I hate it until I return home, and I lean on the building under the bright moon.
Dream of Wen Tingyun in the south of the Yangtze River
After washing up, I leaned alone on Wangjiang Tower. All the thousands of sails that have passed are not the same, the slanting light and the flowing water are long, and the heart is broken by Bai Pingzhou!
Sauvignon Blanc Lin Bu
Wu Shan Qing, Yue Shan Qing. The green mountains on both sides of the Taiwan Strait greet each other. Who knows the love of parting? The king is filled with tears, and the concubine is filled with tears. The knot of Luo and Dai has not been completed. The tide at the head of the river has subsided.
Meet Li Yu happily
Speechless, I went up to the west building alone, the moon was like a hook. The lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks Qingqiu. Continuous cutting and confusion remain, which is the sorrow of separation. Don't just have the ordinary taste in your heart.
The black night cries Li Yu
The forest flowers withered the spring red, it was too hasty, and the cold rain came in the morning and the wind came in the evening. Rouge tears, stay drunk together, how long will it last? Naturally, life grows and hates water.
Visiting Feng Yansi in Kinmen
The wind suddenly picked up and blew a pool of spring water. In the path where the mandarin ducks are fragrant, I stroke the red apricot pistils with my hands. The fighting duck leans alone on the railing, and the jasper scratches its head and falls sideways. I look forward to seeing you all day long, and I raise my head to hear the magpies rejoice.
Ouyang Xiu in Spring in the Jade House
In front of the bottle, he planned to tell the date of his return. Chun Rong swallowed it before saying anything. Life is full of love and infatuation, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon. Don't renovate the song of departure, a song can teach you how to be tight. I have to see all the flowers in Luocheng before I can say goodbye to the spring breeze.
Sima Guang on the Xijiang River
The bun is loosely tied, and the plum blossoms are lightly made up. The red and green emeralds The mist is light, and the flying catkins are uncertain. When we see each other, we feel like we have not seen each other, and we are affectionate but still seem to be ruthless. After the music and songs are over, we wake up slightly. In the deep courtyard, the moon is tilted and people are quiet.
Magpie Bridge Immortal Qin Temple
The fine clouds make tricks, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is far away in darkness. 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 two people lasts for a long time, how can they be together day and night?
The Poppy Qin Guan
The green peaches planted in the sky and dew are not ordinary flowers. The water is scattered deep in the chaotic mountains. For whom does a jade-like branch bloom? What's the limit to the light cold and drizzle? If you don't know the spring, it's hard to control it. So why not indulge in it for you? I'm just afraid that when I wake up, I'll break my heart! String 7
Yulin Lingliu Yong
The chilling cicada is miserable. Facing Changting at night, the showers have begun to subside. There is no trace of drinking in the capital tent, and the orchid boat urges you to stay in the place of nostalgia. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, they were speechless and choked. Thoughts go by, thousands of miles of mist, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast. Passion has hurt parting since ancient times. Even more embarrassing and neglected Qingqiu Festival. Where will I wake up from my drunkenness tonight? On the bank of willows, with the dawn wind and the waning moon. This passing year should be a time of good times and good scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them? String 6
Fengqi Wuliuyong
Standing against the dangerous building, the breeze is gentle. Looking forward to the extremely sad spring, the sky is gloomy. The grass is dimly illuminated by smoke. Who would be speechless? I plan to get drunk on the madness. Singing to wine, strong music is still tasteless. The belt gradually becomes wider and I will never regret it. It makes people feel haggard because of Yixiao.
Recalling Liuyong in the Imperial Capital
The weather with a thin quilt and a small pillow. The feeling of separation. After a few colder nights, I still fall asleep again after I wake up. After all, without sleep, a night is as long as a year. I also planned to wait, but returned to collect the bridle. They fought for Nai again, and the plan has been made. Thousands of thoughts, many solutions, only to be lonely and bored. Dedicated to my whole life, I will bear your thousands of tears.
Drunken Flower Yin Li Qingzhao
The mist is thick and the clouds are full of sorrow, and the day is endless, and the auspicious brain disappears the golden beast.
It’s the Double Ninth Festival and it’s the Double Ninth Festival. The jade pillow and gauze cupboard are cool in the middle of the night. After dusk when I drink wine in Dongli, there is a faint fragrance filling my sleeves. There is no way to lose one's soul. The west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. String 1
A cut of plum blossoms and plum blossoms
The fragrance of red lotus root lingers in the jade mat of autumn. He undressed Luo Shang lightly and boarded the orchid boat alone. Who in the clouds sent brocade books? When the wild goose returns, the moon is full on the west tower. Flowers float and water flows, a kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart. String 4
The Poppy Ye Mengde
The fallen flowers have already danced before the wind, and another rain of yellow flowers has come. At dawn, the courtyard is half red, with only a thin thread of hair in the clear sky. Hand in hand with the diligent flowers, we can drink more wine from the cup. Beauty doesn't need to frown, I'm also passionate, but I can't help but drink late!
Yan Shu in the Spring of Yulou
Changting Road, a green poplar and fragrant grass, is easy to get to when you are young. The lingering dream at the top of the building is five o'clock in the morning, and the March rain is leaving the flowers behind. Ruthlessness is not as painful as sentimentality, an inch is like thousands of strands. When the ends of the earth are endless, there is only endless love.
Wang Jian looks at the stone of his husband
Where he looks at his husband, the river flows; he turns into stone and does not look back. On the top of the mountain, it is windy and rainy every day, and the stone responds to the words of travelers returning. String 4
Jiu Jue makes Hu Chu for Ya Qing
When you go to Dongshan to ride the chaotic clouds, why don't you take the red skirt in the car behind you? The clothes are full of spring tears, and I can only hold them in silence to send you off. The king lives by the river and builds a painting building, and the concubine lives on the promontory to watch the tide. In the tide, there are tears of lovesickness among my concubines, and they won’t even flow until they are in front of the building. I would like to draw a bow for the clouds, and you will see the return voyage in ten days. Afraid of you, you look back across the high city, leaning directly against the river tower to watch the sunset. Chuan 7
Die Lianhua Nalan Xingde
Hard work is the most pity for the moon in the sky, one night is like a ring, and every night is like a ring. Cheng Jue. If the moon is always bright and clear, the ice and snow will keep you warm. It is not easy to cut off the fate, but the swallow is still there, softly stepping on the curtain hook. After singing, the sorrow of autumn graves has not stopped, and the spring bushes recognize the two-dwelling butterflies.
Cheng Gai, the tallest building
I am worried about the old days, and my eyebrows are embarrassed when I talk about it. Always 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. Travel several times, get drunk several times, stay several times. 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. Bees don't understand people's suffering, swallows don't understand people's sorrows. Old feelings will never disappear, when will they end?
The fading grass and the setting sun are infinitely meaningful.
Who wants to send it? The water of West Lake is the tears of lovesickness.
Qin Guan, Jiangchengzi
The willows in Xicheng make spring soft. Move away from worry. The tears are hard to hold back. I still remember how sentimental I was and how I once returned to the boat. What happened that day at Biye Zhuqiao was that no one was seen and the water flowed empty. Time is not reserved for young people. Hate Yoyo. When will you rest? When the catkins are flying and the flowers are falling, I climb up the stairs. The spring river is full of tears, endless flow, and a lot of sorrow.
A cluster of flowers makes Zhang Xian
It hurts Gao Huaiyuan when he will be poor. Nothing is as strong as love. The sorrow of separation is causing thousands of threads to be in chaos, and the wind and rain are flying in the east road. The cavalry is getting further and further away, and the dust is constantly collecting. Where can I find the trace of Lang? The water in Shuangyuan Pond is soluble. The north and south are connected by Xiaoradi. After dusk in the Ladder Heng Hua Pavilion, it was still the slanting moonlight curtain. Deep regret and careful thinking are not as good as peaches and apricots, but they are still married to the east wind.
Thousands of years old, Zhang Xianchuan 1
Sound the 鶗鴂 several times. Report to Fangfei again. Xichun even broke off the remaining red. The rain is light, the wind is stormy, and the plums are green. Yongfeng willow, no one is there, the sun is flying and the snow is flying. Don't pluck the unitary string. The resentment Ji Xian can say. As time goes by, love never ends. The heart is like a double mesh with thousands of knots in it. The night has passed, and the moon is still shining brightly at the east window.
Magnolia Zhang Xian
We are separated only to dream of meeting each other, the dust of horse hooves has moved outside the door. The song of resentment is left to be listened to when drunk, and it is too far for the eyes to send it to the sky. Who knows the wind and moon tonight** *, The sound of swallowing the phoenix on the pipa trough. There is nothing more sentimental in life, and the river is not deep and the mountain is not heavy.
The student Ouyang Xiu
On the night of the Lantern Festival last year, the lights in the flower market were as bright as day. On the top of the willow tree in the moonlight, people meet at dusk. On Yuan Ye this year, the moon and lights are still there. I can't see anyone from last year, and my spring shirt sleeves are filled with tears.
The fortune teller 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 without seeing you, and drink water from the Yangtze River every day. 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.
Revealing the Heartfelt Love String 9
Where do people go in the eternal night? When the sound comes, the fragrant pavilion covers it. The eyebrows are furrowed, the moon is about to sink, how can we bear to find each other? Resent the lonely quilt. Change my heart for yours, and I will know and remember each other deeply.
Maipitang Yuanhao asked
What is love in the world? Direct teaching promises life and death. Traveling from all over the world, Lao Chi'er has experienced several cold and heat waves. Joy is fun, parting is painful, and there are even more idiotic children. You should say something, the clouds are thousands of miles away, the snow is falling on thousands of mountains, who is the shadow going to? On Hengfen Road, the sound of drums was heard in loneliness. The desolate smoke is still plain and clear. How come the souls are summoned, and the mountain ghosts cry secretly in the wind and rain. The sky is jealous, and if you don't believe it, all the birds and swallows will be like loess. For thousands of years, in order to entertain the scholar, he sang and drank wildly and visited Yanqiu.
Shengcha Ziniu Xiji 4
The smoke in the spring mountains is about to close, the sky is pale and the stars are few and far between, the waning moon is bright, don’t cry at the clear dawn. I have spoken too much, my feelings are not over, I look back You Zhong said: Remember the green skirt and the fragrant grass everywhere.
Jiangchengzi Su Dongpo
Ten years of life and death are uncertain. If you don’t think about it, you will never forget it. Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to speak of 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 to my hometown with a deep dream. I was dressing up outside the small window. They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the place where the heart is broken every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pine hills.
Butterflies love flowers Yan Shu
The chrysanthemums on the threshold are worried about the mist orchids weeping dew, the curtains are light and cold, and the swallows fly away. The bright moon does not know the pain of separation and hatred, and the slant light reaches the dawn and penetrates the Zhuhu. Last night The west wind withers the green trees, and I stand alone on the tall building, looking across the road to the end of the world. If I want to send a colorful note, there is no ruler. The mountains are long and the river is far away, and I know where it is.
A few ways of partridges in the sky
Colorful sleeves I held the jade bell diligently, but I was drunk and beautiful when I worked hard. Dancing low to the moon in the heart of the willow tower, singing to the wind under the peach blossom fan. After we said goodbye, we met again and again, and shared our dreams with you several times. I only have a few silver photos left tonight, as if I was afraid that the meeting would be a dream.
Jie Lianhuan Zhou Bangyan
There is no basis for resentment. The sighing lover is cut off, and the message is far away. Believe in the magic hand and be able to untie the chain, like the wind scattering and rain gathering, the mist is light and the clouds are thin. The Swallow Tower is empty, covered in dark dust and a bed of strings. If you want to move the roots and change the leaves, it's just the old days, planting red medicine by hand. Du Ruo gradually grew up in Tingzhou. The material boat bends along the shore, and the people are at the corner of the sky. I remember the music of that day and the idle talk will be burned away. When spring comes back in Shuiyi, I hope to send you my plum calyx in the south of the Yangtze River. Fighting for this life, drinking flowers and drinking wine, shedding tears for her.
The Sapphire Case He Zhu
Lingbo cannot reach Hengtang Road. But I watched Fang Chen go. Who will spend the golden years? Yueqiao Garden, with small windows and red doors. Only Chun knows the place.
The flying clouds come slowly into the dusk. New inscriptions with colored pens on heartbreaking sentences. If you ask about leisure time, how much is it? Yichuan Tobacco fills the city. Plum yellow Shiyu.
Sapphire Case Xin Qiji on New Year's Eve
The east wind blows thousands of trees and flowers down at night, and the stars fall like rain. BMW's carved cars fill the road with fragrance. The phoenix flute sounded, the jade pot turned light, and fish and dragons danced all night. The moths are covered with golden threads of snow and willows, and the laughter is full of hidden fragrance. People searched for him thousands of times. Suddenly looking back, that person was there, in a dimly lit place. String 5
The fisherman is proud of Chen Xishan. String 8
The front gate of Jiuling Peak leans alone. The frown hurts and the heart breaks. The beauty in pink is sad and farewell. What's the point of love? Climbing mountains and facing water is a must every year. Always remember that we came together and now we are alone. The lone boat floats in the lake light at night. The fading grass and the setting sun are infinitely meaningful. Who is sending it? The water of West Lake is the tears of lovesickness.
Qin Guan, Jiangchengzi
The willows in Xicheng make spring soft. Move away from worry. The tears are hard to hold back. I still remember how sentimental I was and how I once returned to the boat. What happened that day at Biye Zhuqiao was that no one was seen and the water flowed empty. Time is not reserved for young people. Hate Yoyo. When will you rest? When the catkins are flying and the flowers are falling, I climb up the stairs. The spring river is full of tears, endless flow, and a lot of sorrow.
A cluster of flowers makes Zhang Xian string 6
How long will Gao Huaiyuan be poor? Nothing is as strong as love. The sorrow of separation is causing thousands of threads to be in chaos, and the wind and rain are flying in the east road. The cavalry is getting further and further away, and the dust is constantly collecting. Where can I find the trace of Lang? The water in Shuangyuan Pond is soluble. The north and south are connected by Xiaoradi. After dusk in the Ladder Heng Hua Pavilion, it was still the slanting moonlight curtain. Deep regret and careful thinking are not as good as peaches and apricots, but they are still married to the east wind. String 1
Qianqiu Sui Zhang Xian
Sounds of "鶗鴂" several times. Report to Fangfei again. Xichun even broke off the remaining red. The rain is light, the wind is stormy, and the plums are green. Yongfeng willow, no one is there, the sun is flying and the snow is flying. Don't pluck the unitary string. The resentment Ji Xian can say. As time goes by, love never ends. The heart is like a double mesh with thousands of knots in it. The night has passed, and the moon is still shining brightly at the east window. String 3
Magnolia Zhang Xian
We are separated but only dream of meeting each other, the dust of horse hooves has stirred outside the door. The song of resentment is left to be listened to when drunk, and it is too far for the eyes to send it to the sky. Tonight I know the wind and moon Who is ***, swallowing the phoenix on the pipa trough. There is nothing more sentimental in life, and the river is not deep and the mountain is not heavy.
The student Ouyang Xiu
On the Lantern Festival last year, the lights in the flower market were as bright as day . On the top of the willow tree in the moonlight, people meet at dusk. On Yuan Ye this year, the moon and lights are still there. I can't see anyone from last year, and my spring shirt sleeves are filled with tears.
The fortune teller 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 without seeing you, and drink water from the Yangtze River every day. 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.
Revealing one’s true feelings and caring about one’s feelings
Maipitang Yuanhao asked
What is love in the world? Direct teaching promises life and death. Traveling from all over the world, Lao Chi'er has experienced several cold and heat waves. Joy is fun, parting is painful, and there are even more idiotic children. You should say something, the clouds are thousands of miles away, the snow is falling on thousands of mountains, who is the shadow going to? On Hengfen Road, the sound of drums was heard in loneliness. The desolate smoke is still plain and clear. How come the soul is so sad? The mountain ghost secretly cries in the wind and rain. The sky is jealous, and if you don't believe it, all the birds and swallows will be like loess. For thousands of years, in order to entertain the scholar, he sang and drank wildly and visited Yanqiu.
Shengcha Ziniu Xiji
The spring mountain smoke is about to close, the sky is pale and the stars are few and far between, the waning moon is bright, don’t cry at the clear dawn. I have said too much, but my love is not over, I still look back. Chongdao: Remember the green skirt and the fragrant grass everywhere.
Jiangchengzi Su Dongpo
Ten years of life and death are uncertain. If you don’t think about it, you will never forget it. Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to speak of 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 to my hometown with a deep dream. I was dressing up outside the small window. They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the place where the heart is broken every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pine hills.