Second, the king chooses the jade color, and the golden screen serves. -Li Bai's "Songs of Complaint"
Three. However, I feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn, although my body does not have wings like the bright phoenix. -Li Shangyin "Untitled"
Fourth, stop exchanging flowers for hair. Even this bright flame of love will only be ashes? . -Li Shangyin "Untitled"
Verb (abbreviation of verb) In Fuzhou, far away, she is looking at the moonlight, looking at it alone from the window of her room. -Du Fu's Moonlit Night
Six, the ice mirror spring enters the boudoir, and the golden bottle is green and weeping. -Li Bai's Night Sitting
Seven, in and out of your arms, shake the breeze. -Ban Jieyu's "Songs of Complaint"
Eight, spring to Qiu Lai acacia, autumn to spring less information. I will always be in my heart.
Nine, you can't open your arms and you can't rely on it. -Cao Zhi's "Tall Buildings and Bright Moon"
Ten, the heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it. -Zhang Xian's Millennium.
Eleven, thin shadow self-pity, you have to pity me and pity you. -Feng Xiaoqing's "complaints"
Twelve, fallen petal independence, micro swift Qi Fei. -Yan's "Two Poems of Linjiang Fairy"
Thirteen, take a hug home for me as a symbol of our love. -Wang Wei's "Acacia"
Fourteen, flowers can be folded straight, don't wait for no flowers to fold! -Du Qiuniang's "Witch"
Fifteen, Sauvignon Blanc, destroy the heart! -Li Bai's "Sauvignon Blanc"
Sixteen-year-old, although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn. -Li Shangyin "Untitled"
Seventeen, all fate has its own grievances, so painting is far away. -Ouyang Xiu's "Hating Love and Eyebrows"
18. Born and returned, but died and suffered from Sauvignon Blanc. -Su Wu's "Married"
XIX. Today, meet this lover. -Anonymous "The Book of Songs, tang style, Save for a rainy day"
Twenty, the couple in the village don't cry as much as in the longevity hall. -Ma Wei of Yuan Mei
Twenty-one, it is sorrow, especially the general taste in my heart. -Li Yu's "Hui Huan"
22. I just hope your heart is the same as mine, and don't miss home. -Li Chi Ngai's "Bu Operator"
Twenty-three, see Zhu thinking in succession, haggard and fragmented to remember you. -Wu Zetian's "Ruyi Niang"
Twenty-four, who will cover the autumn fan with crows and hang the moon for you? -Wang Changling's "Autumn Hate in Nishimura"
Twenty-five, the tiller loves the boat, and the spring grass is green and boundless. -Zhang Ji "Lumen is a thing"
Twenty-six, jathyapple's dream screen, ten miles of tenderness in the spring breeze. -Qin Guan's "Eight Six Sons"
Twenty-seven, Sauvignon Blanc, Sauvignon Blanc. -Yan's Sauvignon Blanc.
Twenty-eight, pipa string said acacia. -Yan Dao Ji's "Linjiang Fairy, Dream Back, Tower Lock"
Twenty-nine, embroidered with a piano, boarded the Scholar's Academy. -Guan Xiu's "Good deeds, hurting ancient songs, no bosom friends"
Thirty, I once made a deep commitment to my heart. -Shi Dazu's Stay in Spring, Flowers Bloom in Yongmei.
Thirty-one, an inch of acacia. -Li Guan's "Dead Hua Lian Chun Mu"
Thirty-two, I can enjoy the black magpie unintentionally, but I beg for silk with spiders. -Li Shangyin's Seven Nights of Wesin
Thirty-three, looking for, barren and miserable. -Li Qingzhao's Slow Voice
Thirty-four, acacia missed, looking forward to the breeze. -Li Bai's "Folding Lotus"
Thirty-five, the mountains are far away, the sky is high and the smoke is cold, and the acacia maple leaves are Dan. -Li Yu's Sauvignon Blanc, A Heavy Mountain
Thirty-six, I was going to say I'd come back before I respect you, but I didn't say anything about spring. -Ouyang Xiu's "Jade Tower Spring"
Thirty-seven, all day, lovesickness is slow. -Yan Ren's "Spring on the Jade Floor".
Thirty-eight years old, how beautiful she looks, opening the pearly casement and sitting with a frown. -Li Bai's Resentment
Thirty-nine, a fragrant, heartbreaking. -Li Bai's "Qingpingdiao"
Forty, if you know what I mean, it's a pity. This kind of situation must be true! -Li Yu's "More Leakage"
Forty-one, I was in tears. I heard that my husband next door came back. I will always be in my heart.
Forty-two, the moonlight into the tall building, acacia two sorrow. -Qiu Jin's "Bodhisattva Man Sending a Female Companion"
Forty-three, a lonely person who complains that the preface is always faint. -Liu Yong's "Day and Night Music"
Forty-four, I once said goodbye to Meirenqiao, and I hate that there is no news until now. -Liu Yuxi's Yang Liuzhi
Forty-five, fallen petal independence, micro swift Qi Fei. -Yan's "Two Songs of Linjiang Xian"
Forty-six, thousands of dollars to buy each other like Fu, is to complain about this situation. -Xin Qiji's "Fishing"
Forty-seven, this time, what a sad word. -Li Qingzhao's Slow Voice
Forty-eight, flowers can be folded straight, don't wait until there are no flowers! -Du Qiuniang's "Witch"
Forty-nine, it is that there is no fate in the last life, and we must reunite and make a wish in the next life. -Wan Le's "Answer to the Operator"
Fifty years old, sentimental only spring court month, still leaving people as fallen flowers. -Zhang Mi "The Sender"
If you teach your eyes no hatred, you won't believe that there are bald heads in the world. -Xin Qiji's "Partridge Sky"
52. If you succeed, why do you want to resign? You would rather be a mandarin duck than a fairy. -Lu's "Chang 'an Ancient Meaning"
Fifty-three, the white head is on the waves, and the family is moving around. -Zheng Gu's "Fisherman on Huai River"
Fifty-four, life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance. -Ouyang Xiu's "Jade Tower Spring"
Fifty-five, if you don't miss it all your life, you will miss it and you will miss it. -Xu Zaisi's "Gui Gui Ling"
Fifty-six, you are at Tianyi Cliff, and I am long. -Jiang Yan's "Ancient Separation"
57. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. -Huang Ming's Collection of Hangzhou Folk Poetry
Fifty-eight, Romon is thinking of me, and she is thinking of you. -Fan Yun's Night of Farewell to Precipitated Stones
Fifty-nine, living alone, sad to death. -Anonymous "Shejiang Picking Hibiscus"
Sixty, round fan, round fan, beauty hides her face. -Wang Jian's "Teasing in the Palace, Fan"
Sixty-one, Qi Xi condenses dust, and the fragrant boudoir covers the fog. -Yan Shu, "Walking on the beach, there is no wave in the blue sea"
Sixty-two, a night of acacia, the water is shallow and thin. -the cat's "Little Red Lip, Yongmei Month"
Sixty-three, Wu Tiyin, you stayed at my house drunk. -Li Bai's "Yang Rebel"
Sixty-four, also a bowl of heartless tears, I hate not to meet before scraping. -Su Shi Yi
Sixty-five, you ask about the return date, and the autumn pool rains at night. -Li Shangyin's Notes to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night
Sixty-six, Zhao Jun brush jade saddle horse, blush with shame. -two poems by Li Bai and Wang Zhaojun
Sixty-seven, far away, even Yanmenguan. -Jiang Yan's "Ancient Separation"
Sixty-eight, ask the world how to teach life and death. -Yuan Haowen "Fishing"
Sixty-nine, Yan Ci group returned to the ancient south lane, missing the guests, heartbroken. -Cao Pi's Ge Yanxing
70. I admire him for solving the fate of the sky and weaving the net into the void. -Yuan Zhen's Poem of the Weaver Girl
Write sad love poems (70)
First, the sad pillow rains in the middle of the night, and the rain drops. -Li Qingzhao's ugly slave, who planted banana trees at the window?
Second, nobody lies on the cow's back in the sunset, bringing back western Western jackdaw in pairs. -Zhang Shunmin's "Village House, Water Around the Hedge"
Third, Hunchun was speechless and heartbroken. Spring can come, and people can come when they go. -Wang "Little Crimson Lips"
Fourth, alcohol wakes people up. -Xu Changtu's "Linjiang Fairy Drinks from Tingxi"
Fifth, ask the world how to teach life and death. -Yuan Haowen "Fishing"
Sixth, this time, what a sad sentence! -Li Qingzhao's "Slow Sound Search"
Seven, the moon breaks at dusk and people are heartbroken. -Xie Kejia's "Remembering Wang Yi Yi Gong Liu Brush Palace Wall"
Eight, the flowers are dying, the wind is impatient, the curtains are hanging late and redone, and the moss is dancing. -Sun Guangxian's "Huanxisha, the flowers are sparse and can't stand the wind"
Nine, you hate a few tears, lean on it. -Jing Li's "Biography of Huanxisha"
Ten, this past year, should be good morning, the scene is good. Even if there is a thousand minutes of amorous feelings, who should I talk to? -Liu Yong's "Yulinling"
Eleven, when the guest is sad, he is a dereliction of duty listener, tears drenched his chest. -Li Bai's "Youjian Spring"
Twelve, roll up the mountains and rivers, respond to the sad cry of arowana, and make poems. -Yang, "Water Tune Song Head Deng Duo"
Thirteen, ask how much sadness you can have, just like a river flowing eastward. -Li Yu's Young Beauty
14. Shake off the objects and ask Du Fu about the empty mountain. -Zhu Zumou's "Slow Voice"
Fifteen, immediately encounter cold food, worry is spring. -Song Wenzhi, "Cold Food on the Way: Huangmei Linjiang Post to Cui Rong"
16. Singing Fu Liang's songs in sadness is like a piece of golden jade. -Zheng Sixiao's Li Er
17. Shuangfeiyan, meet a stranger? Stir up spring worries like catkins. -Feng Yansi's "Where to Go in a few days"
Eighteen, the husband is not without tears, and does not spill the parting room. -Lu Guimeng's "Separation"
19. Laughter dies in silence, but passion is mercilessly annoyed. -Su Shi's Dead Hua Lian
20. Autumn dusk is rainy and wet —— Huanxisha Leisure Spring Cold Food Day by Li Qingzhao
No one has crossed the long fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying. -Fan Chengda's "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous, Its
Twenty-two, full of blood and tears, it is also sad to go home after chaos. -Gao Qi's "Send Chen Xiucai back to the Tomb of Shashang Province"
Twenty-three, this matter is unknown, and the curtain is full. -Chen's "Lin Jiangxian Gao Yongchu's Ci is rewarded in the afternoon"
24. Sunset buried by the coming night. -Zhao Lingzhi's "Recent Flowers, Flocculation, Air Cooling"
Twenty-five, but the clouds are heavy and the rain is scattered. With dry east wind tears. -Wang Shen's "Remembering the Past"
26. Worried about hurting Cui Dai's eyebrows, I spend every day alone. -Shi Dazu's "Flying Swallows Together"
Twenty-seven, the river will be more full of sadness, straight and long. -Qu Dajun's "Magpie Stepping"
Twenty-eight, flute and worry, oblique branches lean on disease. -Cui Daorong's Plum Blossom
Twenty-nine, stealing bullets to clear tears and send smoke waves, seeing Jiangtou's old friend, so haggard. -Yuan Quhua's "The sword is near, the rain comes at night"
At the age of thirty, the couples in Shihao Village have no more tears than those in the Palace of Eternal Life. -Ma Wei of Yuan Mei
Thirty-one. Go to Mochow Palace and party there all night. -Li Shangyin's Untitled, Deep in Mochow Hall
I don't know when to start working. -Wang Guowei's Young Beauty, Agricultural Beauty Riding Bamboo and Wandering Day
Thirty-three, red tears slipped down, full of spring breeze. -Na Lanxingde's "Picking Mulberry Seeds, Wrong at the Time"
34. The army listens to the sadness of the army and the people listen to the fear of the people. -Wang Pan's "Chao Tian Zi Yin Jiao"
Thirty-five, worry about an arrow, the wind is fast, and half a wave is warm. You can count posts as soon as you turn around. -Zhou Bangyan's "Heroes Lan Ling Liu"
At the age of 36, I have to worry about every word of Hong Fei. -Qin Guan's "Reducing the Word Yulan Tianya Old Hate"
Thirty-seven, lonely and desolate, starting from scratch. -Gong Zizhen's "Langtaosha, Writing Dreams"
Thirty-eight, the heart of my life, shed a thousand tears for you. -Liu Yong's "Remembering the Imperial Capital with Thin Pillows and Cool Days"
Thirty-nine, all the way to the depths of people, at that time, it was ruthless. -Lu You's "Chaozhong Wrong Wear Tande Call"
Forty-year-old osmanthus doesn't know how to shake off hatred, and Su E should believe not to leave sadness. -Wang Qi's "Looking at Jiangnan, the Moon in Jiangnan"
Forty-one, red beans are ugly and full of acacia tears. -Niu Xiji's "The New Moon is as Beautiful as an Eyebrow"
Forty-two, looking back at the heartbroken place, tears steal-Na Lan Xingde's "Shanhuazi, the wind has gone with the wind and turned into a ping"
Forty-three, I don't blame Pingyang guest, tears fall, and the flute sounds sad. -Zhou Bangyan's "Da 'an Yuediao Spring Rain"
Forty-four, vegetation also knows sorrow, and youth is actually bald. -Cao Xueqin's "Tang Duoling Catkin"
Forty-five, thinking about the past is empty, fleeting and heartless, like a smoke cage. -Xia Wanchun's "A Plum and a Willow"
46. I know what I mean, but it's a pity that this situation must be true! -Li Yu's "More Leakage"
Forty-seven, read the Lantang red candle, the heart is long and the flame is short, and people cry. -Yan Shu's "Shake Qiu Ting, don't report thousands of miles"
Forty-eight, with tears in your eyes, I wish I could meet you before marriage. -Zhang Ji's "Yin Jiefu Send Dongping Lishi Island"
Forty-nine, love is afraid of thinking, looking forward to the long beach, and the grass is full of heart. When you are sad, you will find blue sky and yellow land. -Zhu Yizun's "High Balcony"
Fifty, my hometown is far away. When will I go? -Zhou Bangyan's "Su Curtain"
Fifty-one, tears are silent for the end of spring. -Huai Shang female "Minus word Yulan Huai Shan faint"
Fifty-two, hate the empty curtain, tears stand on the face of the lotus, regret when you are young. -Gu Zhen's "Scenery Scenery of Lotus in Huanxisha"
Fifty-three, but I can't see it alone, and I don't know until I burst into tears. -Li Bai's "Dugu"
Fifty-four, ruthless is opposite the mountains and rivers. -Xin Qiji's "Setting a Storm and Sending Fan Kuo to Youjian Kangxi"
Don't worry about the rain in the middle of the night. -Chen Ke's "Linjiang Fairy Four Seas for Ten Years"
Fifty-six, I keep the house, afraid of forgetting to care about you, and I don't feel tearful. -Cao Pi's Ge Yanxing
Fifty-seven, tearful eyes ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing. -Ouyang Xiu "How Deep is the Courtyard"
Fifty-eight, where is the world going? When old love and new dreams come, the evening ends. -cutie's "Huanxisha Pillow Barrier Embroidered Curtain Fumigating Furnace"
59. When my boat was sailing in the fog, the sun faded and old memories began. -Meng Haoran's "Sleeping in Jiande River"
Sixty, who feels heartless hate, when the moon is clear, it falls. -Lu Guimeng's Bai Lianhua
Sixty-one, the west wind and the sunset, the Han tomb. -Li Bai's "Recalling Qin E"
62. The cry of wild geese makes my sad heart surrounded by gloomy mountains. -Li Wei's Farewell to Weiwan
Sixty-three, the night drums are like a border state. I went to this building thirty years ago. -Li Yi's "Upper Ruzhou County Building"
Sixty-four, don't worry about Niu Shan, tears touch speculation. -Li Bai's "Gentleman Thinking and Doing"
65, I rode to the edge of town. I observe the chaos of the world on the horizon day after day. -Du Fu's Wild Hope
Sixty-six, to see the sun, for all his glory, was buried in the coming night. -Li Shangyin's Leyuan Scenic Area
Sixty-seven, this year, I am in a hurry to spend. It seemed annoying and sad when we met. -Zhou Bangyan's "Flower Offender Xiaoshi Plum Blossom"
Sixty-eight, melancholy Yu Di urged farewell, Hui Lansao, not a sad thing. -Wen, "The Recent Flowers"
Sixty-nine, lonely boudoir, one inch of sorrow. -Li Qingzhao's "Point Crimson Lips and Boudoir Thoughts"
Seventy, meet again in the depths of Qulan, and even tears will tremble. -Nalan Xingde's Meet Again in the Deep of Qulan.
Sad parting poem (70)
First, the autumn temples contain frost and white, and the decline surface depends on wine red. -Yin Shi's "Don't History"
Second, plant weeping willows in front of the hall instead of a few degrees of spring breeze. -Ouyang Xiu's "Wrong in the DPRK, Farewell to Liu Zhongyuan just to keep it unfinished"
Third, when death is the reason for parting, there will be sobs, but life leaves again and again. -Du Fu's Two Dreams of Li Bai
Fourth, acacia plum blossoms are issued overnight. -Fang Shunqing's "Recalling Farewell to Jun"
Five, tired boiled leaves with the old Confucianism, strong with the child stepping on Sophora japonica. -Su Shi's Farewell to Dong Chuan
Sixth, pity old friends, pity horses. -Gao Shi's "Send Wei"
Seven, Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you. -Gao Shi's "Two Poems of Biedong University"
Eight, the most important thing is to stay, things are different, and we will meet each other eventually. -Yan "Youth Journey, Leaving the Most"
Ninth, although your goal happened to fail, don't doubt that some of us can hear high music. -Wang Weiqian was tied back to China after failing the list.
X. Who needs to aspire to a world beyond this world? Here, in the crowd, are purple hills. -A poem engraved by Han in Youxian Temple.
Eleven, so the mountain knows good news, and the lonely guest is sad. -Su Shi's "Linjiang Fairy, Send Your Majesty to Seal the Hou"
Twelve, I have no enmity in going to Jun, I am old in Fujian. -Gao Shi "Send Zheng Shi to the Forbidden City in Fujian"
Thirteen, how to bid farewell to Zhuxian Town, not seeing the general play the song of triumph. -Yu Qian's Yuewang Zhongwu Temple
Fourteen, cement mica, wind swept heather. -Li Bai's Two Poems of Li Kongkong, a Female Taoist in Lushan Mountain.
Fifteen, don't come to spring and a half, it's heartbreaking. -Li Yu's "Qing Ping Le, Don't Come to Spring Half"
Sixteen, Jinting autumn moon night, who saw crying and left the group. -Wang Bo's "Two Farewells to Jiangting jathyapple"
Seventeen, the bright moon hides tall trees, and the long river does not know. -Chen Ziang's "Two Farewells to Friends in Spring Night"
Eighteen, the river is heavy with a cattail leaf fan, and the wind upstairs blows powder tears. -Yan Ren's Farewell to Partridge Day.
Nineteen, the sad place in the world, please visit the pavilion. -Li Bai's Old Laoting
Twenty, the enemy opened an account to play virgins, which was not as shocking as thunder. -Huang Tingjian's "Send Fan Deru to Know Qingzhou"
Twenty-one, turn over the suspicion of a water, and finely move the soul. -Miracle is a swordsman.
Twenty-two, I have never shed tears in my life. I am crying here. -Li Bai's "Don't pine branches in Jiangxia"
Twenty-three, a pillow without cold dreams. -Su Shi's Nanxiangzi Pine Valley
Twenty-four, Xin Jianghai went south to Wan Li all his life. This is a ship. -Deng Shan's "Yan Jiangyue Zhong Yiyan Farewell"
Twenty-five, the bag is empty, not looking for a spring horse, watching the car. -Su Shi's Farewell to Dong Chuan
Twenty-six, don't avoid the night in the spring. -Xin Qiji's Partridge Day, sending Ouyang Guo Rui to Wuzhong.
Twenty-seven, serving in the battlefield, haven't seen each other for some time. -Su Wu's "Divorce from Wife"
Twenty-eight However, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven will remain our neighbor. -"Farewell to Du Shu"
Twenty-nine, the bamboo stream is green, and the lotus flower is fragrant in the mirror. -Li Bai's "Don't Store in it"
Thirty years old, farewell to Jacky, * * * long distance afraid of snow mud. -Su Zhe's "Huai Mianchi sends his son to show his strength"
After all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock in June. -Yang Wanli's "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang"
Thirty-two, from the temple, in the depths of its tender bamboo forest, came the low sound of evening bells. -Liu Changqing's "Send Master Che Ling"
33. Although Xinjiang is more important than the sea, it is a car book. -The article "Send Bohai Jun Home"
Thirty-four, the entrance of the Lancang River, the Yellow Crane Tower by the river. -Wang Wei's "Send Kang Taishou"
Thirty-five, I can smile that a leaf floats back to Huaishui, cool and new. -Wen Tianxiang's "Jiang Yanyue and You Zhong Yiyan Don't"
Thirty-six, acacia peach pit is hateful, and Xu Yuanlai has no one else. -The article "Two Songs of Nan Gezi"
Thirty-seven, Luoyang city, for a long time. -Fan Yun's "Don't Poetry"
Thirty-eight, the water is like jade, and the boats and cars are running day by day. -Li Bai's "Wei Jun Don't Su Mingfu Travel to the North"
Thirty-nine, green mountains and green waters smell Du Yu. -Zhu's "Flowers Send Spring Near"
At forty, I saw Liu Fei and Liu Yao, and the peach blossoms were drunk. -Wang Shifu's "December Yaoshan Songs, Love"
Forty-one, last year, outside Hangzhou, snow was like flowers. -Su Shi's Youth Tour Runzhou Works
Forty-two, if you call a small ferry to Songjiang. -Su Shi's Jade Case, Sending Bo Gu to Wuzhong
Forty-three, the most hasty resignation of the temple day, Jiaofang still played farewell songs, crying for Gong E-Li Yu's "broken child, Forty Years of Home Country"
Forty-four, my brother misinterpreted the boat, and the red leaves and green hills rushed. -Xu Hun's Xie Ting Farewell
Forty-five, thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the sun is shining and the north wind is blowing geese and snow. -Gao Shi's "Two Poems of Biedong University"
Forty-six, fame Wan Li, sorrow in a cup. -Gao Shi's "Send to Anxi"
Forty-seven, Chai Men miserable snowstorm night, this time to have a baby is better than nothing. -Huang Jingren's "Don't be an old mother"
48. The bell on the breast wall of the wheel tower blows at night, although the flag at the northern end is soft. -Cen Can's "Song of the Wheel Tower" bid farewell to Feng, the general of the Western Expedition
Forty-nine, I am afraid that it is good for the fairy family to separate, so teaching is a gift. -Li Shangyin's Seven Nights of Wesin
Fifty, sitting on the right is really tired of flowers, and I laugh when I go out. -Huang Tingjian's "Wang Chongdao sends fifty daffodils"
Fifty-one, August cold reed flowers, autumn river waves white. -Li Wei's "Send Liu Yu"
Fifty-two, Nagato dusk in the cuckoo sound. -Liu Chenweng's "Warrior Lanling Soldiers Send Spring"
Fifty-three, the road is cold at night, the weather is fine, there is a bright moon, and I am afraid to go upstairs. -Wu Wenying's Farewell to Tang Duoling
Fifty-four, after Yingying Yanyan flies away, the pink pear is thin. -Yuan Haowen's farewell to Huaiyin in in Yumei should be clear.
55. The news between the two worlds is cut off, just like the news between the living and the dead. -Zhang Ji's "Remembering Friends Lost in the Tibet War"
Fifty-six, love riding a bamboo horse to the bamboo fence, lazy to pick gold sand. -Jin Dizang's "Sending the Boy Down the Mountain"
Fifty-seven, singing and masturbating, dancing the sunset to win glory. -Li Bai's "Nanling children don't go to Beijing"
Fifty-eight, laugh and watch the sky go out, I am Artemisia. -Li Bai's "Nanling children don't go to Beijing"
Fifty-nine, there are thousands of flowers outside the building. -Zhu's "Flowers Send Spring Near"
Sixty, from a distance, I know that the moon has not slept, and homesickness is a fishing song. -Du Xunhe's "Send someone to visit Wu"
Sixty-one, a wise Lord, like Wen Weng, dares not follow the sages. -Wang Wei's "Bao Zizhou makes Li"
Sixty-two, fame and fortune only take immediate. It's really a hero who makes a husband. -"Send Li as Kansai Deputy Envoy"
Sixty-three, thirteen years old, cardamom tops in early February. -Du Mu's Farewell, More than Thirteen Years
Sixty-four, don't lobby hard early, travel across the horse. -Li Bai's "Nanling children don't go to Beijing"
Sixty-five, it is easy to forget yourself when you leave calmly. -Yan Shu "Huanxisha has always been a limited body"
66. This area is bidding farewell to a man who has been in power for three times in a low voice. -Du Fu's Farewell to General Yan at the Station
Sixty-seven, embroidered account has left the dream, jade furnace empty lonely. -Feng Yansi's "Huanxi Shachun to Qingmen Liuse Yellow"
68. Here in the gate city, it will get cold, and the laundry cangue in the garden will speed up at dusk. -Li Wei's Farewell to Weiwan
Sixty-nine, six purlins drifted privately, and one left Beijing for more than ten years. -Gao Shi's "Two Poems of Biedong University"
At the age of seventy, I watched Zheng Hongfei fly, and my thoughts went with the running water. -Sun Guangxian's "Huanxisha Liaoanfeng Orange Pomelo Fragrance"
Sweet love poems (70)
First, the willow shoots on the moon, people about after dusk.
Second, I won't regret that my belt is gradually widening, which will make people haggard for Iraq.
Third, be there or be square, how heartless?
Fourth, the candle has a heart to say goodbye and tears for others until dawn.
Five, buttonwood, it rains in the middle of the night, and it is bitter to leave. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light.
Sixth, the depth of humanity is less than half. The sea is still limited, and acacia is boundless. Take the piano to the high building, and the building will be full of empty moonlight. Playing acacia, the string broke for a while.
Seventh, don't pluck the strings. Bitter to say. The sky is not old, and the love is hard to break. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.
Eight, affectionate only spring court month, still leave people as fallen flowers.
Nine, you gave birth to me. I was old when I gave birth to you. You hate that I was born late, and I hate that you were born early.
Ten, Guan Guan Luo Yu, in Hezhou. The beautiful and virtuous woman is a good spouse of a gentleman.
The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot inside.
Twelve, he was born infatuated, there is no place for lovesickness in the world.
Thirteen, how to let you meet me, in my most beautiful moment. To this end, I begged the Buddha for 500 years and asked him to let us have a dusty relationship.
Fourteen, when Gao Huaiyuan was poor. There seems to be nothing more powerful than love in this world! The sadness of parting is implicated in countless wicker entanglements, not to mention the weeping willows in East Street. Ride away, the dust is constantly, where to recognize lang trace.
Fifteen, the curtain of jathyapple dream, the spring breeze ten miles tenderness.
Sixteen, the threshold chrysanthemum sorrow smoke blue tears. The curtain is light and cold, and the swallow flies away. The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate suffering. The morning light slanted on Zhu Hu.
Seventeen, Lishan language is clear in the middle of the night, and the rain bell does not complain. More importantly, if you are lucky enough, you will be more willing than before.
Eighteen, this situation can not be eliminated, can only frown but mind.
Nineteen, return your pearl Lacrimosa, hate not to meet before marriage.
Twenty, hold your hand and grow old with your son.
Twenty-one, I'll keep my eyes open all night. That's a lifelong worry in your brow.
Twenty-two, thinking of the monarch makes people old, and the years are late. There are many other things to say, just wish you take care of yourself and don't be hungry and cold.
Twenty-three, Xiaosonggang, the moon is like frost, and people are also hurt like floating flowers. Ten years, three thousand years, I hope we don't forget each other.
Twenty-four, acacia plum blossom hair all night, suddenly went to the window suspected to be a gentleman.
Twenty-five, youth is not reserved for teenagers. Hate you. When do you rest? When the flying catkins fall, they climb the stairs. Being by the river, I can't stop crying and have a lot on my mind.
Love is blind. It's a thousand miles away, San Xiao idiot.
No man is worth your tears, and the one who is, won't make you cry.
Twenty-eight, tender feelings like water, ritual like a dream, can endure to go home! It's been a long time, and it's still there, day and night
Twenty-nine, an inch of acacia, there is no arrangement in the world.
Thirty, enter my acacia door, know my acacia, acacia is like a memory, and acacia is infinite.
Thirty-one, in the past, I was gone, and the willow was Yi Yi. Today, I was thinking that it was raining.
I wish I were like a star, like the moon, shining every night.
Thirty-three, life and death are rich, the son said, hold your hand and grow old with your son.
Thirty-four, I plan to get drunk. When drinking is a song, strong music is still tasteless. I don't regret widening my belt. It's worth getting tired for my coquetry.
Thirty-five, for my heart, for your heart, know each other and remember each other deeply.
Change your life with my three fireworks.
Thirty-seven, falling red is not heartless, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers.
Thirty-eight, Ye Niang heard that the woman came and went out to help Guo; As soon as Sister A heard that Sister Mei was coming, she had to cut her red makeup. When I heard my sister coming, I sharpened my knife at pigs and sheep.
Thirty-nine years old, I am naturally young and energetic.
Forty, suddenly looking back, people are there, and the lights are dim.
Forty-one, the willows in Xicheng are soft in spring. Stay away from troubles. Tears can't be collected. I still remember my feelings. I once went back to the boat for the department. In the days of Bi Ye Zhu Qiao, people disappeared and the water flowed in vain.
Forty-two, ask the world what love is and teach life and death.
Forty-three or ten years, life and death are boundless! Never think, never forget.
Forty-four, acacia said acacia, and Shiro hated Mandy.
Forty-five, between surplus and water, the pulse is silent.
Forty-six, endless acacia blood and tears throw red beans, spring flowers can not finish.
Forty-seven, this star doesn't seem to be last night. Who is the wind and dew standing in the dark?
Forty-eight, the flower curtain in the courtyard is not rolled, and the grass is far away.
Forty-nine, don't refuse to say that beautiful oath because it may change, and don't dare to ask for a heart-to-heart meeting because it may be separated.
Fifty, remember that your heart is like the West River, flowing eastward day and night.
Fifty-one, moths, snow willows, golden wisps, laughter and fragrance disappear. Look for him in the crowd. Suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit.
Fifty-two years old, I know this love will not have any result, but it can comfort my soul! .
Never frown even when you are sad, because you never know who is falling in love with your smile.
Fifty-four, there is no doubt that there is no road and there is another village.
Fifty-five, on the Yangliuqing River, I heard the songs on the Langjiang River. Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is sunny.
Fifty-six, Mo Tao, curtain roll west wind, people are thinner than yellow flowers.
Fifty-seven, the mountains have no tombs, the rivers are exhausted, there is Lei Zhen in winter, and there is snow in summer. Although heaven and earth are close, they dare to break with you.
Fifty-eight, get married and love each other.
59. Silkworms will weave until they die in spring, and candles will drain the wick every night.
To the world, you are one person; But for someone, you are the world.
Sixty-one, once the sea was difficult for water, amber forever.
Sixty-two, a flower and a world, a leaf and a pursuit. A song and a sigh, a person's life.
Sixty-three, sentimentality faded, and now it's really not sentimental.
I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you don't miss home.
Sixty-five, 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 can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water.
Sixty-six, also a bowl of heartless tears, I wish I could not meet before scraping.
Sixty-seven, singing all the new words, Xia Hong reflected the tree and sang.
Sixty-eight, there are trees on the mountain, and there are branches on the wood.
Love is blind. The color is unattractive and fascinating.
Seventy, a day, such as Sanqiu Xi.