Residual photos of Xiaoqiao Ancient Temple (Li)
Cheng Guan regards snow as truth
How about a real holiday?
Baoyu is stubborn, testing others.
I will turn my heart to the bright moon.
How can the moon know my heart?
Wang Qing
On a snowy night, the wind clears the way in a hurry, and Long song and wine endure the cold winter.
Looking for a beautiful shadow at sea, looking for traces of fragrance at the end of the world, but demanding the same meaning.
Huanxisha
People who miss home and dream linger for a few times, fearing that there is no door, catkins flying, and their hearts are dull.
Deja vu, falling out of the water, infatuation in a dream, who asked, how can this feeling be long and hateful?
Five people absolutely love each other, that's all. When can the heart die? You must take me first! The seven laws rely on the willows and the setting sun alone, sending acacia far away. Clouds float all over the world, and mountains are blocked by rain. Sang Yu deliberately lost his way, and Hongyan didn't want to save his heart. As I was drunk, few people asked, which added to the confusion like frost.
2. What are the classical Chinese texts that describe "liking someone"? 1. The Wind in The Book of Songs.
Qingqing is your collar, YY is my miss. Even if I don't go, my son won't inherit the voice?
Green is what you wear, and leisurely is my feeling. If I never visit you, can't you take the initiative?
Come on, always open your eyes, on this high tower. A day without seeing your face seems as long as March!
Jian Jian
The Millennium is frost.
The so-called Iraqis are on the water side.
Tracing back and forth, the road is blocked and long.
Swim back from it, in the middle of the water
It's been a long time, and it hasn't changed for thousands of years.
The so-called Iraqis are in the water.
Tracing back and forth from it, the road is blocked and broken.
Swim back from the inside and swim in the water.
Jia Cai, peace and prosperity have not passed.
The so-called Iraqis are in the water.
Go back and follow, the road is blocked and turn right.
Swim back from the inside and swim in the water.
3. Jiang Chengzi Su Shi
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable.
A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.
Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.
At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated.
Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears
It is estimated that the annual heartbroken place, moonlit night, short matsuoka.
4. Liu Yong's Dead Hua Lian
Leaning against the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking forward to spring sorrow, and the sky is dark.
Who will rely on silence in the afterglow of grass smoke?
I plan to get drunk on the map of madness and sing songs for wine, which is strong and tasteless.
I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.
5. Xin Qiji's Jade Case Yuan Xi
Thousands of trees are blooming and stars are everywhere in the east night.
BMW carved cars are full of incense.
Feng Xiao moved, the jade pot turned, and the fish danced all night.
My son's snow willow and golden light, laughter and fragrance disappeared.
Looking for him in the crowd, suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit.
3. Poems about unrequited love Ancient poems about unrequited love include: What is the Vietnamese song tonight, flowing in the boat.
What day is today? Together with the prince. I'm ashamed. I don't deserve my humble opinion.
Confused mood can not only satisfy the prince. There are trees in the mountains and branches in the trees. Do you know that you are happy? Li Chi Ngai I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and Jun lives at the end of the Yangtze River.
I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water. The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred.
I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning. Five people absolutely love each other, that's all.
When can the heart die? You must take me first! Su Shi's untitled poem is a heartbreaking poem about the past, but I don't know it for you. There are few true feelings in the world. Since ancient times, people have been passionate and crazy.
"Jun was born before I was born, and I was born before I was old." Jun was born before me, and I was born before I was old. You hate that I was born late, and I hate that you were born early.
You were born before I was born, and I was old when I was born. Hate is not born at the same time. Hello every day.
I was born before you were born, but you were born when I was old. I am far away from you, and you are far away from me.
I was born before you were born, but you were born when I was old. Become a butterfly, look for flowers every night and live in the grass.
"Evil" is evil! I want to know you and live a long life. There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, there is Lei Zhen in winter, and there is rain and snow in summer. Only when heaven and earth are in harmony can we dare to be with you! "Queqiao Fairy" Qin Guan is delicate and smart, flying stars spread grievances, and both silver and Chinese are dark.
When the golden wind meets the dew, it will win, but there are countless people in the world. Tender as water, like a dream, you can go home from the bridge! It's been a long time, and it's still there, day and night In Qiu Yan's Ci, Yuan Haowen asks what the world is like and teaches people life and death.
Flying in all directions, the old wings have been hot and cold several times. Have fun, leave the bitterness, and there will be more children in school.
You should have a saying, Wan Li's cloud, Qian Shan's snow, only to whom. Cross grave road, flute and drum when lonely, smoke is still flat.
"Self-Thinking" Yuan Zhen was once a sea of water, and it will always be amber. Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be.
I won't miss you all my life; Only lovesickness is harmful to lovesickness. The body is like a floating cloud, the heart is like flying catkins, and the gas is so weak; Here is a wisp of fragrance, looking forward to a thousand dollars wandering; When did the certificate come later? It's when the light is half dark and the moon is half bright and half bright. Xu Zaisi's inscription: Butterfly Loves Flowers: Flowers Withered and Red Apricot Little Author: Su Shi's "Flowers Withered and Red Apricot Little".
Swallows fly, green water people go around. Small catkins are blowing on the branches
There are many fish in the sea. Swing inside and outside the wall.
The layman in the wall, the beauty in the wall laughs. The laughter died away, and so did the sound.
Deep feeling, but merciless chagrin, "Go on, go on, go on, leave your life." Since then, you and I have traveled thousands of miles, I am in heaven, and you are in heaven.
Liu Yong leans on a dangerous building, looking forward to spring sorrow, and the sky is dark. In the afterglow of the grass, no one will lean on the fence and be silent.
I'm going to get drunk and sing a song about wine, but it's still plain. The Book of Songs Zheng Feng Amethyst is a green and graceful book, which grows in my heart. If I didn't go to see you, didn't you receive my letter? Green is what you wear, and leisurely is my feeling.
If I never visit you, can't you take the initiative? Come on, always open your eyes, on this high tower. A day without seeing your face seems as long as March!
I don't regret that my belt has widened, which makes people haggard for Iraq. At dusk in January, thousands of trees are planted in the east wind, the stars are like rain, and BMW carving cars are full of incense.
Phoenix flute moves, jade pot turns, fish dragon dances all night. Moths, snow, willows, gold thread, laughter and incense are all gone.
Looking for him in the crowd, suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit. Commander-in-Chief of the Seven Laws mourns the past dust, thinking about awakening the world and sighing about the present.
Pengshan looks for a good prescription, and the bridge is like a dream. The new garden in the world of flowers and flowers is no different from the old place at the end of the world.
Don't seal floating words and fly thousands of miles, just let infatuation be locked up and leave Bai Juyi without crying or making trouble. Nothing to say, dark acacia.
No one knows outside the heart. A solitary bird locks a deep cage at night, and a sword breaks branches in the spring.
Although the river is cloudy and sunny, aconite is black and white. There is only seclusion and dark separation, and there is no end to each other.
(Song) Where did you throw people all night? Unique voice. The incense pavilion is covered, the eyebrows are gathered, and the moon will sink.
Be patient and not look for each other? Resentment is lonely. For my heart, for your heart, we will know each other and remember each other deeply.
Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? . Mei Huan is only interested in the morning light, but lettuce is tired.
Although fully aware of lovesickness, there is no good health; I am infatuated with it to the end and fall in love for life. I thought my heart was like a bright moon, but the bright moon shone on the ditch.
There are two red mansions facing the cold, covered by rain, and a pearl curtain lamp shakes my lonely heart and goes home. Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate, and it also shines on the courtyard flowers for the people.
There are trees on the mountain and branches on the tree. My heart likes you. You don't know that. Ruthless people understand the sufferings of affectionate people, and the melancholy of one inch of acacia has become thousands of strands.
The ends of the earth are poor and white, only endless lovesickness. Falling flowers are intentional, and running water is ruthless.
Claudia's gentle knock on the door opened, worrying about the beautiful people again.
& gt& gt Idiot, please call me *** 20 15-7- 17. I hope to adopt it ~ Guanluo Guanluo Dove, in Hezhou. A beautiful and virtuous woman is a good spouse of a gentleman.
If you can't pursue it, the black nightclub misses her during the day. Miss Long, I can't sleep over and over again.
Mix shepherd's purse and choose from left to right. A beautiful and virtuous woman came to her with a couple and a couple.
Qin Guan's "Que Qiao Xian" skillfully uses thin clouds, flying stars to spread grievances, and both silver and Chinese are dark. On the seventh day of autumn dew and autumn, it is time to meet, mostly those who are together in the world, but the appearance of husband and wife.
Common complaint against acacia, tender feelings like water, meet each other as if it were a dream, when it is hard to see the bridge. As long as two people love us to the end, why covet my Heron?
The candle on the table lit the heart, and it also saw the parting; You see, it shed tears for us and flowed to the morning. -Tang Du Mu Farewell (two songs) East Sunrise and West Rain. It's sunny on the road.
-Liu Tang Yuxi "Zhi Zhu Ci" (3) Once the sea was difficult for water, it was amber forever. When Tang Yuanzhen left, it was when I met her, when I left, when I left, when the east wind rose and a hundred flowers blossomed.
-Tang Li Shangyin has no topic and a moment that should last forever has come and gone before you know it! -Tang Li Shangyin Jinse's face has gone somewhere, but the peach blossom is still smiling in the spring breeze. -Hu titled "Jingshi Nanzhuang".
4. What are the poems about unrequited love? 1, love for love's sake, even this bright flame of love, is there only ashes? .
2. Mei Huan is only interested in Asahi, and the heart of lettuce is exhausted. I know that this love will not have any result, but it can comfort my soul! .
I thought my heart was like the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch. There are two red mansions facing the cold, covered by rain, and a pearl curtain lamp shakes my lonely heart and goes home.
6, affectionate only spring court month, is still a matter of leaving people. 7. There are trees and branches in the mountains. I wonder if you are happy.
8, ruthlessness is not like sentimental bitterness, one inch is still ten million. The ends of the earth are poor and white, only endless lovesickness.
9, falling flowers are intentional, and the water is ruthless. 10, Claudia gently knocked on the door, worried about thinking of beautiful people again.
Only when I see an intoxicating smile day after day can I get rid of my depression. 1 1, only lovesickness is like spring, and Jiangnan Jiangbei will take you home.
12, a moment that should last forever, came and went unconsciously. 13, the fallen flowers have danced amorous feelings, and the flowing water is still only eastward.
15, lonely and cold on the small building, silver hooligans like poor. Light smoke and flowing water draw a quiet picture, flying like a dream.
A whisper is as thin as sorrow, and a small silver hook is hung on the curtain. 16, the falling flowers intentionally follow the running water, and the running water has no intention of falling flowers.
17, you live at the head of the Yangtze River and I live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day and drink the Yangtze River water. 18, because the door is as deep as the sea, cockroaches have become strangers since then.
19 I tied my horse to a willow. Where is the southwest wind?
5. Poems expressing unrequited love The ancient poems about unrequited love include: Yue Man Song, What is Dusk, and In the Boat.
What day is today? Together with the prince. I'm ashamed. I don't deserve my humble opinion.
Confused mood can not only satisfy the prince. There are trees in the mountains and branches in the trees. Do you know that you are happy? Li Chi Ngai I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and Jun lives at the end of the Yangtze River.
I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water. The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred.
I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning. Five people absolutely love each other, that's all.
When can the heart die? You must take me first! Su Shi's untitled poem is a heartbreaking poem about the past, but I don't know it for you. There are few true feelings in the world. Since ancient times, people have been passionate and crazy.
"Jun was born before I was born, and I was born before I was old." Jun was born before me, and I was born before I was old. You hate that I was born late, and I hate that you were born early.
You were born before I was born, and I was old when I was born. Hate is not born at the same time. Hello every day.
I was born before you were born, but you were born when I was old. I am far away from you, and you are far away from me.
I was born before you were born, but you were born when I was old. Become a butterfly, look for flowers every night and live in the grass.
"Evil" is evil! I want to know you and live a long life. There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, there is Lei Zhen in winter, and there is rain and snow in summer. Only when heaven and earth are in harmony can we dare to be with you! "Queqiao Fairy" Qin Guan is delicate and smart, flying stars spread grievances, and both silver and Chinese are dark.
When the golden wind meets the dew, it will win, but there are countless people in the world. Tender as water, like a dream, you can go home from the bridge! It's been a long time, and it's still there, day and night In Qiu Yan's Ci, Yuan Haowen asks what the world is like and teaches people life and death.
Flying in all directions, the old wings have been hot and cold several times. Have fun, leave the bitterness, and there will be more children in school.
You should have a saying, Wan Li's cloud, Qian Shan's snow, only to whom. Cross grave road, flute and drum when lonely, smoke is still flat.
"Self-Thinking" Yuan Zhen was once a sea of water, and it will always be amber. Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be.
I won't miss you all my life; Only lovesickness is harmful to lovesickness. The body is like a floating cloud, the heart is like flying catkins, and the gas is so weak; Here is a wisp of fragrance, looking forward to a thousand dollars wandering; When did the certificate come later? It's when the light is half dark and the moon is half bright and half bright. Xu Zaisi's inscription: Butterfly Loves Flowers: Flowers Withered and Red Apricot Little Author: Su Shi's "Flowers Withered and Red Apricot Little".
Swallows fly, green water people go around. Small catkins are blowing on the branches
There are many fish in the sea. Swing inside and outside the wall.
The layman in the wall, the beauty in the wall laughs. The laughter died away, and so did the sound.
Deep feeling, but merciless chagrin, "Go on, go on, go on, leave your life." Since then, you and I have traveled thousands of miles, I am in heaven, and you are in heaven.
Liu Yong leans on a dangerous building, looking forward to spring sorrow, and the sky is dark. In the afterglow of the grass, no one will lean on the fence and be silent.
I'm going to get drunk and sing a song about wine, but it's still plain. The Book of Songs Zheng Feng Amethyst is a green and graceful book, which grows in my heart. If I didn't go to see you, didn't you receive my letter? Green is what you wear, and leisurely is my feeling.
If I never visit you, can't you take the initiative? Come on, always open your eyes, on this high tower. A day without seeing your face seems as long as March!
I don't regret that my belt has widened, which makes people haggard for Iraq. At dusk in January, thousands of trees are planted in the east wind, the stars are like rain, and BMW carving cars are full of incense.
Phoenix flute moves, jade pot turns, fish dragon dances all night. Moths, snow, willows, gold thread, laughter and incense are all gone.
Looking for him in the crowd, suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit. Commander-in-Chief of the Seven Laws mourns the past dust, thinking about awakening the world and sighing about the present.
Pengshan looks for a good prescription, and the bridge is like a dream. The new garden in the world of flowers and flowers is no different from the old place at the end of the world.
Don't seal floating words and fly thousands of miles, just let infatuation be locked up and leave Bai Juyi without crying or making trouble. Nothing to say, dark acacia.
No one knows outside the heart. A solitary bird locks a deep cage at night, and a sword breaks branches in the spring.
Although the river is cloudy and sunny, aconite is black and white. There is only seclusion and dark separation, and there is no end to each other.
(Song) Where did you throw people all night? Unique voice. The incense pavilion is covered, the eyebrows are gathered, and the moon will sink.
Be patient and not look for each other? Resentment is lonely. For my heart, for your heart, we will know each other and remember each other deeply.
Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? . Mei Huan is only interested in the morning light, but lettuce is tired.
Although fully aware of lovesickness, there is no good health; I am infatuated with it to the end and fall in love for life. I thought my heart was like a bright moon, but the bright moon shone on the ditch.
There are two red mansions facing the cold, covered by rain, and a pearl curtain lamp shakes my lonely heart and goes home. Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate, and it also shines on the courtyard flowers for the people.
There are trees on the mountain and branches on the tree. My heart likes you. You don't know that. Ruthless people understand the sufferings of affectionate people, and the melancholy of one inch of acacia has become thousands of strands.
The ends of the earth are poor and white, only endless lovesickness. Falling flowers are intentional, and running water is ruthless.
Claudia's gentle knock on the door opened, worrying about the beautiful people again.