First, the willow shoots are on the moon, and people are about after dusk. -Zhu Shuzhen's "Mountain Chazi"
Second, the poor bones on the side of the Wuding River are still people in their dreams! -Chen Tao
Third, the red candle is on the back and the embroidered curtain is hanging, but the dream is long and you don't know. -Wen tingyun's
fourth, after parting, I remember meeting you, and I dreamed of being with you several times. -Yan Jidao's
Three Poems of Partridge Days V. and the more the King loved her, the lovelier she looked, blinding him away from wisdom.. -Wang Wei's "Xi Shi Yong"
VI. I don't know that the soul is broken, and there is a dream in the air. My love, except the moon in the sky, who knows? -Wei Zhuang's
Seven, if you don't see each other, how can you be heartless? -Sima Guang's "Xijiang Moon"
VIII. Spotted bamboo branches, spotted bamboo branches, and tears are sent to acacia. -Liu Yuxi's Xiaoxiang God Spotted Bamboo Branches
IX. and she sent him, by his messenger, a sentence reminding him, of vows which had been known only to their two hearts. -Bai Juyi's "Song of Eternal Sorrow"
X. The screen is lovesick, and it is useless to know it recently. -Wang Guowei's
11. Remember to bid farewell to Jun, and plant peaches and moths. -Li Bai's "Loneliness"
XII. Who will cover the autumn fan with a crow and hang the moon in the air for the king? -Wang Changling's "Autumn Hatred in the West Palace"
XIII. Return your eyes to tears, and hate when you don't meet before you get married. -Zhang Ji's "ode to the festival, send a message to Li Sikong's teacher in Dongping"
XIV. I admire him for solving the fate of the sky and being able to weave a net into the void. -Yuan Zhen's Weaving Women's Ci
15. Once the sea was difficult for water, forever amber. -Yuan Zhen's Five Poems of Leaving Thoughts
16. The longing for love is endless, and of even this bright flame of love, shall there be only ashes?. -Li shangyin's untitled six poems
17. At the beginning, it was not a kind of acacia. -Jiang kui's "partridge day, Yuanxi has a dream"
18. The situation is too much to be hated by the boudoir. -Yan Xuan's "Eight Beats Man, Cloud Lock, Light Yellow Smoke and Willow Fine"
XIX. Married as husband and wife, there is no doubt about love. -Su Wu's "Becoming a Husband and Wife"
Twenty, Jun asked that the return date was not fixed, and evening rain rose to the autumn pool. -Li Shangyin's note on a rainy night to a friend in the north
21. Seek a good dream, but it is difficult to achieve it. Who knows my feelings at this time? Tears in front of the pillow, rain in front of the curtain, dripping through a window. -Nie Shengqiong's "Partridge Sky"
22. Teach people that there is no place to send acacia, and no one knows that it is too early. -Sun Guangxian's "Young Mermaid, Good Wind Slightly Reveals Curtains"
23. Heaven and short karma are often easy to gather and disperse. -Yan Jidao's
Twenty-five or ten years, life and death are two boundless, without thinking, unforgettable, thousands of miles lonely grave, nowhere to talk bleak. -Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi"
26. When the flowers fall and bloom, it always depends on the East monarch. -Yan Rui's
twenty-seven, Ziyan a pair of charming words, Cuiping twelve nights peak qi, dream soul dissipated drunk empty boudoir. -Mao Xizhen's "Huanxisha Huaxie Xianghong Smoke Scenery Fan"
28. I didn't understand a word, and I flew from Jun Wanqu to Liang Chenfei. -Li Bai's "Sitting at Night"
Twenty-nine, Sima Xiangru lives in Xiqiao Bridge, Zhou, and there is Qintai Maoling in the north. After being sick, he still loves Zhuo Wen Jun. -Du Fu's Qintai
3. Counting the traces, there are still pillows and capsules, and homesickness. -Wu Wenying's "Man Jiang Hong Liu Shuozhai Fu Ju He Yun"
Thirty-one, I once made a deep commitment to my heart. -Shi Dazu's "Stay in Spring, Yongmei Flowers"
Thirty-two, linglong dice's red beans, do you know if you are homesick? -Wen tingyun's
Two Songs of the South Gezi
33. Send acacia, cold rain lamp window, Furong old courtyard. —— Wu Wenying's "Banquet, Qingdu, Autumn Feeling"
34. I can't stop loving my heart and tears and throwing red beans, and I can't stop blooming spring flowers and flowers. -Cao Xueqin's "Red Bean Ci"
Thirty-five, Pingshan blocked the phase, and Zigui cried to the silent place. -Gao E's "Jade Case, Silk Fragrance is Thicker than Fog"
Thirty-six, a daughter buys a portrait like a gift, and who complains about this situation? -Xin Qiji's "Touch the Fish"
Thirty-seven, the waist is thin and the dancers are drunk, and the Qin soldiers come to the world during the day. -Li she's two complaints about the Chu Palace. Its
38. Talk about lovesickness with Linghua to see who is thin and damaged. -Lu Xu's "Rui He Xian Mei"
Thirty-nine, when * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talked about evening rain. -Li Shangyin's note on a rainy night to a friend in the north
Forty, if you don't miss it all your life, you will miss it, and it will hurt you. -Xu zaisi's themoon Qu Chun Qing
Forty-one, plum blossom snow, pear blossom moon, total acacia. -Zhang Huiyan's
42. Acacia returns to the Little Red Chamber. -Xin Qiji's "Partridge Days, Evening Western jackdaw is Sorrow"
43, today they are paying me a hundred thousand, and all that I can bring to you is a temple sacrifice. -Yuan Zhen's Three Poems of Sorrow < P > Forty-four, Xiao Xuan is sitting alone in the lovesickness place, and his mood is so boring. -Shi Xiaoyou's "Eyes are flattering, the clouds are gloomy and the rain is drizzly"
Forty-five, there is no weight in a half paper, and you are willing to bear it. -Sister Chen Pengjie's
46, 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 don't see you, so I drink the Yangtze River water. -Li Zhiyi's "The Operator"
Forty-seven, spring thoughts are chaotic, and Fang is heartbroken. -Hui Hong's "Chitose Half-length Off Screen"
Forty-eight, it is sadness, especially the general taste in my heart. -Li Yu's "Meeting Huan"
Forty-nine, Tianjie was once intoxicated by the beauty side, and the cool branches were moved into the black towel. -Wu Wenying's
The Night Flying Magpie Zeiss's South Flower on the Hut. Fifty, I miss my heart and miss it, giving you a quiet element and stealing a heavy cloud. -Wu Wenying's
51. Affection is only in the spring, and it is still a pity to leave people behind. -Zhang Mi's "Sending a Person"
52. Maybe I didn't mean to pass on two butterflies, so I paid my heart and honey room. -Song Qi's The Falling Flowers
53, I know well enough naught can come of this lovliness, yet how it serves to ease my heart!. -Li Shangyin's Untitled Six Songs
Fifty-four, I once said goodbye to the Beauty Bridge, and I hate that there is no news until now. -Liu Yuxi's "Yang Liuzhi"
55, the spring heart is not * * * flowers compete for hair, and of even this bright flame of love, shall there be only ashes?! -Li Shangyin's Untitled a misty rain comes blowing with a wind from the east
56. Seeing each other is like not seeing each other, but feeling is still ruthless. -Sima Guang's "Xijiang Moon"
57. When the waning moon went out, the beauty and tears spoke. -Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva Man Farewell to the Red Chamber"
58. Life is naturally infatuated, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon. -Ouyang xiu's
59. It's useless to miss each other and regret meeting each other. —— Zhu Yizun's "Remembering the Youth and Flying Flowers"
6. Don't be a slut in Guanshan, and keep an empty boudoir in a romantic mood. -Xue Daoheng's "Yesterday Salt"
Sixty-one, flowers can be folded straight, so don't wait for no flowers to be folded! -Du Qiuniang's
Sixty-two, the sad moon is dry, thinking about you and thinking about me. -Wei Zhuang's
Sixty-three, looking for it, it's lonely and sad. -Li Qingzhao's "The Sound is Slow"
Sixty-four, lovesickness is hard to express, dreams and souls are unfounded, and only returning is. —— Ouyang Xiu's "The Jade Case, How many spring affairs come in a year"
Sixty-five, there is a beauty, and I don't forget it. I don't see it for a day, and I think it like crazy. -anonymous "Feng Qiu Huang Qin Ge"
Sixty-six, suddenly see the strange willow color, regret to teach my husband to find a title. -Wang Changling's "always in my heart"
Sixty-seven, a half-paper is not heavy, and thousands of people are tolerant of sorrow. -Sister Chen Pengjie's "Send Two Songs Outside, Its
Sixty-eight, Thin Shadow Self-pity Autumn Water, You must pity me and pity you. -Feng Xiaoqing's resentment
69, Sauvignon Blanc, Sauvignon Blanc. -Yan Jidao's "Sauvignon Blanc"
7. The Yangtze River waves make people cry, and the west wind * * * whiteheads overnight. -Song Wan's sweet love poem (7 lines) in "The Wind on the River"
First, the willow shoots on the moon, and people meet after dusk.
second, I will never regret the widening of my belt, which will make people haggard for Iraq.
third, if you don't see each other when you meet each other, how can you feel heartless?
Fourth, the candle is kind enough to say goodbye and weep for others until dawn.
five, buttonwood, it rains in the middle of the night, and it is bitter not to leave your feelings. A leaf, a sound, empty steps drop to the light.
six, the humanity sea is deep, and it is not worth half of lovesickness. The sea is still limited, and acacia is boundless. Take the piano to a tall building, and the building will be full of empty moonlight. Playing the lovesick song, the string is broken for a while.
seven, don't dial the string. Bitterness can be said. The sky is not old, and love is hard to break. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.
8. Affection is only in the spring and the moon, but it's still like leaving someone to shine.
9. You gave birth to me before I was born, and I was old when I gave birth to you. You hate that I was born late, and I hate that you were born early.
1. Guan Guan's dove is in the river continent. My fair lady, a gentleman is eager.
Xi. The heart is like a double screen with Qian Qian knots in it.
12. He should never be infatuated with love, and there is no place in the world where he is lovesick.
XIII. How to let you meet me at my most beautiful moment. For this reason, I have been begging the Buddha for 5 years, asking him to let us have a dusty relationship.
XIV. When will Gao Huaiyuan be 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 east street, the weeping willow has been flying fabric. Riding away, collecting dust constantly, where to recognize lang trace.
XV. jathyapple has a curtain of dreams, and the spring breeze is ten miles tender.
XVI. The threshold chrysanthemum is sad and the smoke orchid is crying. The curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away. The bright moon doesn't know how to leave and hate suffering. Oblique light to dawn wears Zhu Hu.
XVII. If the Lishan dialect is spoken, it will be clear at night, and the bell will not complain at night. What's more, if you're lucky enough, you'll be more willing than ever.
18. There's nothing I can do to get rid of this situation, so I frown but go to my heart.
XIX. Tears drop when I return to your pearl, and I hate not meeting you before I get married.
twenty, hold your hand and grow old with your son.
21st, I will keep my eyes open all night, that lifelong trouble of your brow.
twenty-two, thinking of you makes you old, and the years are getting late. There are many other things to say, I only wish you to take care of yourself and not suffer from hunger and cold.
Twenty-three, Xiaosonggang, the moon is like frost, and people are hurt like floating flowers. Ten years, three thousand years, I hope we don't forget each other.
twenty-four, I missed plum blossoms all night, and suddenly I went to the window and suspected it was you.
twenty-five, youth is not reserved for teenagers. Hate you. When is the break? When the flying catkins fall, they climb the stairs. Doing the riverside is full of tears, endless flow, and many worries.
beauty is in the eye of the beholder. It is predestined to meet thousands of miles away, and San Xiao is a fool in vain.
No man or woman is worth your tears, and the one who is, won't make you cry.
twenty-eight, tenderness is like water, ritual is like a dream, and you can take care of the bridge and go home! If the relationship lasts for a long time, it's still there, day and night!
twenty-nine, an inch of lovesickness, there is no place in the world.
3. When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick and bitter, and that I am lovesick for a long time, but I am lovesick for a short time.
thirty-one, I passed away in the past, and the willows are lingering. Now I am thinking about it, and it is raining.
thirty-two, I wish I were like a star, like a moon, and I would spend every night shining brightly.
thirty-three, life and death are rich, and you can talk with your son, 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 it when my belt widens. It's worthwhile growing languid for my coquette.
thirty-five, for my heart, for your heart, I will know each other and remember each other deeply.
thirty-six, use my three fireworks to change your life.
thirty-seven, falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud will protect flowers more.
thirty-eight, when my parents heard that my daughter was coming, they went out to help the generals; When Sister A heard that Sister Mei was coming, she should manage red makeup. When I heard my sister coming, I sharpened my knife to pigs and sheep.
thirty-nine, I am naturally young, and I am young.
forty, suddenly looking back, the man was there, the lights were dim.
forty-one, the willows in Xicheng are soft in spring. Move away from worry. Tears cannot be gathered up. I still remember my affection, and I once returned to the boat for the department. On the day of Biye Zhuqiao, people disappeared and water flowed in vain.
forty-two, ask the world what love is, and teach life and death.
forty-three, ten years, life and death are two boundless! Never think, never forget.
Forty-four, the acacia tree says acacia, but Silang hates mandy.
forty-five, between the water and the water, the pulse is speechless.
forty-six, endless acacia blood and tears throw red beans, and endless spring flowers bloom all over the painting floor.
forty-seven, it seems that this star is not last night, for whom the wind and dew stand in the middle of the night.
forty-eight, the flower curtains in the courtyard are not rolled, and the heartbroken 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 separate.
5. Remembering the monarch is like the west river, which flows east day and night without rest.
fifty-one, the moth, the willow, the golden wisp, the laughter, the faint fragrance. Looking for him in the crowd. Suddenly looking back, the man was there, the lights were dim.
52. I know well enough naught can come of this lovliness, yet how it serves to ease my heart!.
53. 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 way, and there is another village.
fifty-five, the willow is green and the river is level, and I can hear the singing on the Langjiang River. Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is sunny and sunny.
fifty-six, the Tao never dies, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
fifty-seven, the mountains have no tombs, the rivers are exhausted, Lei Zhen in winter, snow in summer, heaven and earth are in harmony, so I dare to break away from you.
fifty-eight, married and loving.
59. and the silk-worms of spring will weave until they die, and every night the candles will weep their wicks away.
sixty, to the world, you are one person; But for someone, you are the whole world.
sixty-one, once the sea was difficult for water, forever amber.
sixty-two, a flower and a world, a leaf and a pursuit. A song and a sigh, a lifetime for one person.
sixty-three, sentimental turned thin, but now it's really not sentimental.
sixty-four, I only hope that your heart is like mine, and you will not miss it.
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 don't see you, so I drink the Yangtze River water.
sixty-six, return a bowl of heartless tears, and hate not meeting before shaving.
sixty-seven, after singing all the new words, I can't see the joy, and the rosy clouds reflect the trees and the partridges sing.
sixty-eight, there are trees on the mountain, and there are branches on the wood. I am happy with you, but I don't know about you.
beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Color is not attractive, people are fascinated.
seventy, a day's sight, such as Sanqiu Xi. Classic love poems (7)
1. Advise you to come to the drunken hometown frequently, which is no sorrow or hate. -Yan Jidao's
-Wu Wenying's
Third, and the silk-worms of spring will weave until they die, and every night the candles will weep their wicks away. -Li Shangyin's Untitled <