2. I am young and energetic. 3, long street, fireworks, you look back, low pavilion, red dust rolling, I sigh again.
4, who finally broke the string, the flower fell on his shoulder, and he was in a trance. 5. How many beauties have been lost and how many pieces of acacia have been broken, leaving only blood and tears. 6, the vast land is broken with a sword, where the bustling songs fall.
Leaning against the clouds hides loneliness, even if others laugh at me. 7. Let him know everything and smile at you.
8. Send a song to Jun, and don't invite people to get together at the end of the song. 9. Who scattered the smoke, who scattered the vertical and horizontal ties.
10, listen to the string break, break 3 thousand infatuation. Falling flowers, forgetting, once the wind rippled.
If the flower is pitiful, it will fall on whose fingertips. 1 1, there are trees on the mountain and branches on the wood. I don't know whether I like you or not.
12, whoever forgets the other party first, dumping the country is the old country. I refuse to play. Shadows are amazing.
13. There used to be a tall building that sang at night and had dancing sleeves on it. 14, when all the flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you.
15, in the spring, the beauty is old, and the flowers fall and everyone dies. 16, still water flowing deeply, singing loudly; Three lives are sunny and round, one sad and one happy.
17, lights and stars, sounds and songs are endless. 18, as beautiful as flowers and jade, as fleeting, I can go back to the past, but I can't go back to the beginning.
19, dark clouds cover the moon, people go to the empty building, and I can't tell how lonely I am. 20, this time I leave you, it is wind, rain, night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends.
2 1, 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.
22. It seems that this star was not exposed for whom last night. 23, ten years of life and death, not thinking, unforgettable, thousands of miles away, nowhere to be sad.
24. Butterflies are beautiful. After all, butterflies can't fly across the sea. 25, finally covered the world for the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. After Hua Rong thanked him, it was just a scene, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever.
26. Elegance refers to quicksand, and old age is a period of time. 27. Mountains and rivers hold hands and smile for you.
28, a few sighs, generations of joys and sorrows, ridiculous, my life is up to me. 29. After a fleeting dream, I went back to Qushui to watch the fireworks bloom into a full moon.
30, the fog dispersed, woke up, I finally saw the truth, that is, silent Qian Fan. 3 1, at both ends of life, we stand on the other side of each other.
32, the edge is like water, with a lot of dust, just for a word, waiting for the next encounter. Looking at the sun and the moon that day, there was silence. Green mountains and green waters, stretching from generation to generation; Just like in my heart, you never left, never changed.
34. Just let it be, mountains and rivers don't meet. 35. Never look back, why not?
Since there is no chance, there is no need to call names. Today, everything is like water.
Tomorrow night, you will be a stranger. 36, the heart is micro-moving, but far away, things are not right, people are not right, things are not right, and the past cannot be chased.
37. Perhaps it is the marriage in a previous life, or the fate in the next life. Seeing each other in this life only adds to the fruitless resentment. 38. Every year, one day goes by and autumn goes by. One generation urges the next generation to get together and leave, one is happy and one is sad, one is lying on the sofa, one is looking for a group of acquaintances in life and one is dreaming. He will know each other for a while, play for a while and sing for a while.
39. Always born in a casual year. Look back at the other side.
Even if it is found that the situation is longer. 40. A kind of forbearance is actually a kind of strength, and a kind of silence is actually a shocking confession.
4 1, I just feel that your majesty's inspection reminds me of your morning and evening. 42. Raise a glass and get drunk, drink all the snow and be at a loss for another year.
43, turn around, a wisp of Leng Xiang is far away, the snow is deep, and the smile is shallow. Will you fight me in the afterlife? 44. One flower and one world, one leaf and one pursuit.
A song and a sigh, a person's life. 45. The fate of dust has always been like water, and it is rare to shed tears. Why do you do your best? Don't be sentimental, love to hurt yourself.
47. Whoever should be robbed will become stubborn. 48. If you run wild, I will accompany you with wine in my life.
49. Life is as unusual as the first time. 50, the heart has a tiger, sniffing roses.
After the feast, I was in tears. We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree. ..
Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed. The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
An umbrella buried a city and put out all the lights. This is fate. 18 Who has a scarlet mole in the corner of his eye to complete your prosperous life, and whose mountains and rivers have given you ground-breaking empty joy.
19 Love song in the next life, leave the words for you to fill in, depending on who you are. The dazzling array of things in the window is full of life.
A player is picturesque, and he lives all over the world. One step at a time, the point of no return, first frost face.
47 nights are cold, the lights are dim, the ambiguity is exhausted, and the song is euphemistic. It's too difficult to insist ... give me some labor costs, o(≧v≦)o~~ and please don't copy.
2. Poetry about love: A moment that should last forever has come and gone unconsciously. Flowers float from one place to another. One lovesickness, two idleness. Looking back at those flowers, you know what I want and feel sorry for you. This situation needs to be asked! If we don't see each other, love seems heartless and hard to get rid of. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.
Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Affectionate since ancient times, parting hurts the body, more comparable to the cold autumn festival! This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only.
Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together? Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.
There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind. Gentle as water, ritual as a dream.
If two people have a long relationship, they won't go to court. Life has been infatuated since ancient times, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance.
The beauty has been waiting for the bead curtain and has been sitting with tight eyebrows. I only saw her tears wet her cheeks, and I don't know if she hates herself or herself.
If the road dust is raised and the cement is muddy, when can we meet in harmony? I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning. Put up with a thousand dollars for a smile? After all, lovesickness is better than meeting.
Thin shadow self-pity autumn waters clear, you have to pity me, pity you. Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate, and it also shines on the courtyard flowers for the people.
The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears. Born to return, died for Sauvignon Blanc.
I've been heartbroken since we broke up last time. Now I can only meet you in my dream. My love, except the moon in the sky, who knows?
Since that parting, I have always missed that beautiful meeting and hugged you in my dream many times. I also shed a bowl of heartless tears, and I hate shaving without meeting.
I miss you twice all day, and I am exhausted for you. The geese are in the clouds and the fish are in the water. This melancholy feeling is hard to get rid of. Fate is over, but love makes people old, and the Millennium is frost.
The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. Tracing back from it, the road resistance is long; Swim back from it, in the middle of the water
The moon, now at sea, is at the end of the world. At this time, it has brought long-term consideration to the separated hearts. Although I blew out my candle, it didn't get dark. Although I put on my coat, it didn't get warm, so I left my message to the moon and turned to my bed, hoping for a dream. You said you would come, but you didn't. You didn't leave any other traces for me. Dreams are far from crying, and books are not strong enough. Wax shines on half a cage of golden jade, and musk embroiders hibiscus slightly. Liu Lang hates Pengshan, which is even heavier. Last night, when the stars were blowing, Guitang East on the west side of the painting building was painted. Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind.
Bianshui, Surabaya, flows to Guazhou ancient ferry, Wu Shan is a little sad. Think of dragons, hate dragons, hate to rest when returning, and the moon people lean on the building.
Alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.
Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. It's not just the general taste.
The bun is loosely tied, and the collar flower is light makeup. Red mist cover light, fly flocculant. Meet each other late, be there or be square, but the feelings are still ruthless. After the music, the wine woke up slightly. The moon in the deep courtyard is quiet. Peach trees are planted and exposed in the sky, not the number of flowers. The water in the depths of the chaotic mountains is swaying. Who is the jade for? What is the limit of the slight cold in Mao Mao? Don't care about spring, what's the harm of getting drunk? I'm afraid my heart will break when I wake up! Wu Fengqi Liuyong leans against a dangerous building, and the wind is very good. Looking forward to spring sorrow, the sky is dark.
In the afterglow of grass and smoke. Who knows why I lean on the tracks silently?
I'm getting 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.
Recalling the thin pillow weather in Emperor Yong Jing Liu. It feels like love at first sight.
It's colder to get up and sleep. After all, I can't sleep, and the night is as long as years.
I'm going to stay, but I'm going back to Levi's. I have plans to fight for resistance again.
Ten thousand kinds of thoughts, many solutions, only loneliness and fatigue. This is my life, and I have shed a thousand tears for you.
Yan Shu's iris shed tears, the curtain was light and cold, and the swallows flew away. The bright moon is unfamiliar and bitter, and shines obliquely through Zhuhu Lake. Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon. You have to send colorful stationery to know where the mountains and rivers are far away. On a partridge, Yan's colorful sleeves are holding the jade clock diligently, but in those days, she was drunk and red. We danced and sang heartily, exhausted, and shook the peach fan feebly, from the late-night dance of Liushao Moon until the roof outside the house fell in the middle of the night.
Since that parting, I have always missed that beautiful meeting and hugged you in my dream many times. Tonight, I look at you with a silver lamp, but I'm afraid this meeting is in my dream.
Jie Lianhuan and Zhou Bangyan are disgusted. The lover is cut off, and the news is far away.
Faithful and skillful, Jie Lianhuan is like wind and rain, and the fog is light and the clouds are light. Swallow house is empty, dark dust lock, string rope bed.
Want to move roots and change leaves, all in the old days, hand-planted red medicine. Du Ruo was born in Tingzhou.
The boat bends along the coast, and people are on the horizon. Memories, listening to books and gossiping that day, will always be burned.
Shui Yi Spring Festival, hope to send me, Jiangnan plum calyx. Fight for this life, drink for flowers and cry for Iraq.
He didn't cross Hengtang Road in the case of sapphire. But after reading it, Chen Fang left.
Who is the golden flower? Qiao Yue Garden, a Zhu Hu with a locked window. Only spring knows this place.
Feiyun Ran Ran died at dusk. The new topic of crayons is heartbreaking sentences.
If you ask how much free time you have. Yichuan tobacco is full of wind.
It rains when plums are yellow. On the night of the jade case, Xin Qiji put thousands of trees in the east wind night, and the stars were like rain.
BMW carved 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. Look for him in the crowd.
Suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit. The fisherman proudly attacked the fence in front of Jiuling Peak.
Frown, frown, heartbreak. The farewell of the pink girl.
What's it like? Climbing the mountain near the water, every year.
Always remember to get together and be alone today. At night, a lone boat rises in the lake.
The grass is withering and the sun is setting. With whom? The water in the West Lake is the tears of acacia.
Jiangchengzi Qin Guan Xicheng Liu Yang makes spring soft. 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. Youth is not 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.
A bunch of flowers made Zhang Xian hurt Gao Huaiyuan when he 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.
Dissolution of binary pond liquid. Small radial communication between north and south.
The ladder on the falcon pavilion has been removed, and after dusk, I still face the curtain alone and look at the oblique moon on it. It's better to hate your guts than to marry Dongfeng. Think about it carefully.
Chitose Zhang Xian counted stingrays. Also report to Fang Fei.
Cherish the spring and break the red. The rain is small and the wind is fierce, and the plum blossoms are green.
Yongfeng willow, no one flies all day. Don't fiddle with 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. The night has passed and the east window is not white.
Magnolia Zhang Xian had a dream of meeting each other when he left, and the horseshoe dust outside had moved. He stayed to listen to the complaining song because he was drunk, and it was unbearable to send it from a distance. Who knows tonight * * *, Pipagou Phoenix sings. Nothing in life is more affectionate than the river and the mountains are not heavy. Last January night, the flower market was brightly lit. The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk.
On the night of January this year, the moon and.
3. What beautiful love poems describe the hardships of love? 1, when it's warm and cold, it's the hardest to rest.
2, three cups and two residual wines, how can being late be bad for him.
3, ten years of life and death, do not think, unforgettable. Xiao Xuan window, dress up, silently care for each other, only a thousand lines of tears.
4. Changting Road, Cao Fang, Qingyang, is easy for young people to vote.
5. The phoenix tree is raining and dripping at dusk.
6, an inch of acacia, there is no arrangement in the world.
7. I plan to get drunk on the map. When drinking is a song, strong music is still tasteless. I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.
8. Holding hands and looking at tears, I was speechless.
9, a few sounds of rain and wind, hazy and faint moon clouds come and go.
10, when all corners of the world are poor, there is only endless acacia.
1 1, who smiles gently on the swing?
12, strolling leisurely in the remote night pavilion, just for the sake of Qingming, I gradually feel hurt in spring.
13, yellow flowers piled all over the floor. Haggard, who can pick it now?
14, peach and apricot are slightly fragrant.
15, there are not many roads from Pengshan to Bluebird. Listen! -Give me what she said! .
16, this time, what a sad sentence!
17, searching and searching, deserted and sad.
18, ten years later, I am in a trance like a dream. The soul eats the sky and looks at the sky, but the heart groans.
19, this year has passed, and it should be a good time and a good scene. Customs are strange, who to talk to.
20. Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. What's more, it is as cold as Tomb-Sweeping Day.
2 1, affectionate since ancient times, the origin of good dreams is the easiest to wake up.
22. Goose is also sad, but they are all old acquaintances.
23, lazy review of flowers, half-edge repair half-edge jun.
24. The mountains have no graves, the rivers are inexhaustible, there is Lei Zhen in winter, and there is rain and snow in summer. Heaven and earth are one, but dare to be with you!
25, keep the window, how can you be alone.
4. The poem about beautiful love is 1, and there is no place to arrange it. -Li Guan's "The Recent Flowers"
2. Hold your hand and grow old with your son. -"Drumming"
I know I am in love. -"Late Autumn Walking Alone in Qujiang"
4, ten years of life and death, I don't think about it, I will never forget it, thousands of miles lonely grave, sad everywhere. -Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi"
Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn. -Li Shangyin "Untitled"
6. The poor and uncertain river bones are still spring dreams. -Chen Tao's "Longxi"
7. When there is poverty in the corner of the world, there is only endless acacia. -"Magnolia"
8. If you don't miss life, you will miss it and you will miss it. -Xu Zaisi's "Gui Gui Ling"
9, overlapping tears, life is only difficult to die. -Wen, "The Recent Flowers"
5. Poems about Love China's eight most classic love poems, the first book of songs, the national style and gentle breeze, beat drums and feel bored, and actively use troops.
Cao Tuguocheng, I travel south alone. From Sun Zizhong, Chen Pinghe and Song Dynasty.
No, I'm going home. I'm worried. Where do you live? Lost his horse? For it? Under the forest.
Life and death are generous, and Zi Cheng says. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.
I am rich, but I am still alive. Sorry, but I believe it.
There is no flowery rhetoric or extravagant decoration in this poem, but the oath slowly coming from indifference shocks everyone; Vigorous may be the beginning of love, but peace is always the destination of love. "Hold your hand and grow old with your son" seems simple. People who truly live through the ages still have a few hours to fly, and when they are old, they have a pair of hands to hold, which may be the greatest happiness in life.
The second book of the Book of Songs, Guo Feng Zhao Nan Guanluo Guanluo Dove, is in Hezhou. The beautiful and virtuous woman is a good spouse of a gentleman.
Interlaced shepherd's purse, flowing from left to right; A beautiful and virtuous woman wakes up to pursue her. I can't wait, and I'm thinking; Miss Long, I can't sleep over and over again.
Staggered shepherd's purse, picked from left to right; A beautiful and virtuous woman came to her with a couple and a couple. Staggered shepherd's purse, left and right; A beautiful and virtuous woman rings the bell to please her.
Simple and direct, without melodramatic concealment; The yearning for beautiful women is naturally revealed, and the faint anxiety that can't be obtained in the imagination of the future is overwhelming, so that every man or woman who secretly loves can find his own shadow in this poem. The Book of Songs, National Wind, Qin Feng, Sword Ash, Millennium Frost.
The so-called Iraqi people, the water side, follow it back, the road is 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.
The reason why this poem fascinates everyone is that it replaces the description of love with illusory beauty; All passionate pursuits, anxious desires, and hard waiting have disappeared in a fog; The faint sadness and the bleak autumn make people feel involuntarily lost. I happened to think of the mythical lyrics "The fire on the stove swaying in the wind will never go out". I don't know if there will be a "fire that will never go out", but it is really like a "fire on the stove swaying in the wind", swaying and unpredictable.
Fourth, touch the fish and ask what the world is like, and teach life and death. Flying in all directions, the old wings have been hot and cold several times.
Happiness is happy, but parting is painful. There are more stupid children, and you should also have language. There are clouds in Wan Li, and Qian Shan snows only for whom.
Cross Fen Road, take care when you are lonely. The smoke is still dull, so what's the point of evocation?
Shan Gui crows in the wind and rain, and the sky is jealous. If you don't believe in peace, birds and swallows are all loess.
The times will last forever. In order to leave it to the poet, I sang and drank and visited Qiu Yan.
The most popular poem should be "ask what the world is like, and teach life and death." However, although I was greatly moved and shocked, it was really "if you have something to say, Wan Li has clouds, and Qian Shan snows only for whom."
There may be many people who are suitable for you in the world, but only one person can accompany you all your life, day and night; Without him, your world will be more lonely. Wan Li stratus clouds, Qian Shan dusk snow, the vast world where to go? Every time I read this sentence, my heart is infinitely desolate.
Fifth, Jiangchengzi Mao Yi recorded Su Shi's dream of life and death for ten years on the 20th day of the first month. Never think, never forget.
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.
When night came, my dream suddenly came home. Xiao Xuan window, get dressed.
Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.
People may be interested in "ten years of life and death" This sentence is familiar; But in my eyes, "I dreamed at night and suddenly went home."
Xiao Xuan window, get dressed. Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. "
I didn't think of you during the day, but I dreamed of meeting you at home. I only saw my wife dressing at the window, just like ten years ago; The warmth of the old days has returned, and the thoughts of ten years have come to my mind at once, with mixed feelings. I wonder which one will be more. 6. Li Siyuan once thought that the sea is difficult for water and amber forever. 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 don't want to say anything more about this poem; In the past, it was difficult for seawater to touch water. What we can really do through the ages may be zero. Maybe we have to admit that one can fall in love with different people, but let's recall the firmness and persistence of the ideal. The seventh Book of Songs, Nan Zhou Yao Tao Yao Tao, shines brilliantly.
The girl is going to get married and be happy at her husband's house. Peach blossoms are in full bloom and there are countless fruits.
The girl is going to get married, and the heir who gave birth early is going to make a fortune. Peach blossoms are in full bloom, and green leaves are lush and never fall.
The girl is getting married, and Comix is in harmony. Many love poems are full of melancholy, and Yao Tao's joy makes people smile involuntarily; Nowadays, people may sneer at marriage, but love without marriage is like a kite flying in the wind, which makes each other lack warmth and practicality.
Many girls like to watch wedding dresses, hoping to become happy brides one day and enjoy happiness in the scorching pink of peach blossoms. Yao Tao brought this to me. The eighth magpie fairy Qin Guan is smart, flying stars spread grievances, and both silver and Chinese are dark.
When you meet, you will win, but there are countless people in the world. Tender as water, like a dream, I can't bear to take care of the magpie bridge and go home. You can't stay at home after a long relationship, and the sentence "distance won't cut love" has been rejected by more and more people. This word comes to mind when someone breaks up because of distance.
I don't want to discuss eternity and instant possession here. I just hope that when friends see this word, they can arouse the most primitive feeling of love. Finally, I hope all lovers in the world can have a happy ending.