A straightforward poem: a gift to Wang Lun for the wind and rain on November 4th, "The River is Red, Drunk Flowers", Su Shi and Yan Shu's Butterfly Love Flower, Qin Guan's Magpie Bridge Fairy
Graceful poems: Long Acacia Li Bai
Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang'an.
Luowei cries in autumn on the golden well fence, and the frost is desolate and the mat is cold.
The lonely lantern is lost in thought, rolling up the curtains and looking at the moonlit sky, sighing,
The beauty is like a flower across the clouds. There is the long sky of Qingming above, and there are the waves of Lu River below. The journey is long and the soul is suffering.
The dream soul cannot reach the mountains. Sauvignon Blanc is heartbreaking.
Untitled Poems 2 of 2 by Li Shangyin
A rustling east wind and drizzle came, and there was light thunder outside Furong Pond.
The golden toad gnaws at the lock to burn incense, and the jade tiger pulls the thread back to the well.
Mr. Jia peeked behind the curtain, Young Master Han, while Concubine Mi stayed on the pillow of King Wei.
In the heart of spring, don’t let flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray.
In the heart of spring, don’t let flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray. This is a classic
Su Mu Zhe Song Dynasty Fan Zhongyan
Autumn colors on the blue sky, yellow leaves, and cold smoke and green waves on the ground
The mountains reflect the setting sun, the sky receives the fragrance of the water The grass is ruthless outside the setting sun
The soul of the dark country chases the journey and thinks about it every night, unless good dreams leave people to sleep
Hugh alone in the Mingyue Tower, relying on wine, I fall into sorrow and turn into tears of lovesickness
I like this sentence: When wine enters the sad heart, it turns into tears of lovesickness
Sauvignon Blanc Bai Juyi
The Bian water flow, the Si water flow, flows to the ancient ferry in Guazhou.
Wu Shan is a little worried.
I miss you for a long time, I hate you for a long time, and my hatred will not stop until I return home.
The moon is bright and people are leaning against the building.
Acacia
Die Lian Hua
How can I miss lovesickness in spring? The flowers fly like mist and the catkins scatter like smoke.
The days of lovesickness in summer are longer, and the excitement and sadness seem desolate.
The autumn rain adds to the sorrow, the leaves are falling, and the swallows are alone in the tower.
Winter nights are hard to sleep and dawn is hard to come back. Could it be that eternal love is connected?
These are all poems related to lovesickness
There is also a good one
"Butterfly Loves Flowers" by Su Shi
The flowers fade away The red, green and apricots are small, and when the swallows fly, the green water is surrounded by people. There are few willow trees blowing on the branches, and there are no fragrant grasses anywhere in the world. There is a swing in the wall, a road outside the wall, pedestrians outside the wall, and a beautiful woman in the wall laughing. The laughter gradually fades away and becomes quieter, but the passionate one is annoyed by the ruthlessness.
Zhaojun's Resentment Farewell [Song Dynasty] Su Shi
Who did the third work of Huan Yi?
The dream in the green window is shattered.
The new moon and the sad smoke.
The sky is full of rivers.
I want to go but still don’t want to go.
The sun will set tomorrow and the flowers will fly.
The flying catkins send the boat off.
The water flows eastward.