Poems about Valentine's Day

When we see each other, we feel like we are not seeing each other, and when we are in love, it seems like we are heartless. "Moon over the Xijiang River" by Sima Guang

The past has become empty, still like a dream. Li Yu's "Midnight Song*How to avoid sorrow and hatred in life"

When the ends of the earth are limited, there is only endless love. "Spring in the Jade House"

The eternity of heaven and earth will eventually end, and this hatred will last forever! Tang; Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow"

The sky is not old, the love is hard to die, the heart is like a double mesh, with something in it Thousands of knots. Zhang Sheng's "Thousand Years Old"

There is no colorful phoenix flying in the body, but there is a clear understanding in the heart. Tang Dynasty; Li Shangyin's "Untitled"

If the love between two people lasts for a long time, how can they end up in the court? Qin Guan's "Magpie Bridge"

The candle is willing to say goodbye and shed tears for others until dawn. Tang Dynasty; Du Mu's "Farewell"

It is useless to miss lovesickness, but it is better to be melancholy and clear. "Untitled" by Li Shangyin

Knowing my intention and feeling your pity, I must ask Heaven for this feeling. Li Yu's "Geng Lu Zi Jin Que Chai"

On the top of the willow tree in the moonlight, people make an appointment after dusk. Zhu Shuzhen's "Hanzhazi"

I wish to have the person of my heart, and we will never be apart until we grow old together. Han Zhuo Wenjun's "Baitou Yin"

The clothes are getting wider and wider, but I don't regret it in the end, because I am so happy that I feel haggard. Song Dynasty; Liu Yong's "Feng Qitong"

A branch of bright dew condenses the fragrance, and the clouds and rain in Wushan are in vain. Li Bai's "Qing Ping Diao No. 2"

I know when I will miss each other, but I am embarrassed at this time and this night. Tang Dynasty; Li Bai's "Poetry of Three, Five and Seven Characters"

After thinking about it carefully several times, I am willing to miss the pain. Hu Shi's "Birth of Chazi"

Red beans grow in the southern country, and a few branches will appear in spring. I hope you will pick it up more often. This is the most loved thing. Wang Wei's "Lovesickness"

Since ancient times, passion has always been full of hatred, and it is easiest to wake up from good dreams. Qing Dynasty; Shi Qing's "Anonymous Title on the Creek"

There is only the moon in the spring garden that is sentimental, just like falling flowers for people who have left.

Zhang Qin's "Leaving People"