1. Confession poems
There are too many to mention
A long time to come back, and a long time to die.
The person is nearby, but the room is far away.
If you don’t think about me, how can there be no one else?
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 don’t see you, and I drink the water of the Yangtze River. When will this water cease, and when will this hatred cease? I hope your heart is like mine, determined to live up to my love,
I miss you for a long time, hate for a long time, and my hate will not stop until I return. The moon is bright and people are leaning on the building.
The kings and grandsons have not returned from their travels, and the spring grass is luxuriant.
Hate for you is not like Jiang Louyue, north and south, west and east, north and south, west and east, we can only accompany each other without separation. Hating you is like the moon in the river. It is full but still in loss. It is full but still in loss. How long will it take to be reunited?
A pair of people from one generation to another in their lifetime, fighting for each other's ecstasy, missing each other but not loving each other, who will be happy? It's easy to beg for blood from the blue bridge, but it's hard to run across the blue sea for medicine. If you meet and drink Oxford, you will forget your poverty.
When there is a beautiful woman, you will never forget it when you see her. If you don’t see her for a day, you will miss her like crazy.
Thinking of you makes you grow old, and the years are suddenly too late.
Looking at Zhu Chengbi thinking a lot, looking haggard and fragmented, I remember you. If you don’t believe it, I shed tears recently and opened the box to check out the pomegranate skirt.
The small characters on the red paper say everything is smooth and smooth.
When the tears don’t fall out of the window, I spin the inkstone to grind the ink. Gradually I wrote goodbye. Deep in my feelings, the red paper was colorless.
The past is forgotten. Don't go past the West Garden, where the scent of lingering waves cuts off the green moss. Swallows don't know how things will change in spring, so they stand on a swing.
A one-night stand can last forever.
The pain of lovesickness, the bitterness of lovesickness, the heartbreaking thoughts, are unknown to people.
My whole life is my heart, and I will shed a thousand tears for you.
Fortunately, the door is ajar and the sun is setting. I owe you a few lines of spring tears.
The bright moon was there at that time, and it once illuminated the colorful clouds.
There are also many moments of separation in the world. When I see plum branches, I suddenly miss each other.
The jianjia is green and the white dew is like frost. The so-called beauty is on the side of the water.
When a gentleman goes to war, he does not know the time of his service.
Since the birth of Bo, his head is like a flying canopy.
When you cross the river to pick hibiscus, there are many fragrant grasses in the orchids. Who do you want to leave behind when you pick them? The thought is far away. Looking back at my old hometown, the long road is long and vast, we are separated from each other with the same heart, and we end up feeling sad.
There is a strange tree in the courtyard, with lush green leaves. Climbing the branches to break its glory will leave you thinking about it. The fragrance fills the sleeves, but the road is far away. This thing is not enough to pay tribute, but it feels different from time to time.
The bright moon is so bright, it shines on my bed curtains. I can't sleep due to sadness, so I pick up my clothes and wander around. Although the trip is pleasant, it is better to return home early. When I go out of my house, I am alone and wandering, thinking about who I should complain to. The leader returned to the room and shed tears on his clothes.
After we said goodbye, we met again and again, and shared our dreams with you several times.
Madam Xiao’s face is so thin that it’s hard to shed tears, and her eyebrows with long willow leaves are easy to feel sad. One part of the world is a bright moonlit night, and two parts are Yangzhou.
Every year tonight, the moon shines brightly, and people are thousands of miles long.
I came to sleep on the pillow when the light was broken, and I knew what it was like to be alone. Everyone came to this matter, with their eyebrows in their hearts, and there was no way to avoid it.
The mountains and rivers in our eyes are far away, and the falling flowers and wind and rain hurt the spring even more. It is better to take pity on the people in front of us.
In the early morning, apply light cream on the curtains and try the plum makeup on your hands. They all have their own hatred of separation, so they paint distant mountains. Thinking about the past and cherishing the beauty can easily lead to injury. The imitation song is restrained first, and the smile is returned with frown, which is the most heartbreaking.
Don’t be sad because of separation, be happy because of new acquaintances.
The music and books of Bailang Hebei are broken, and the southern autumn night of Danfeng City is long. Who is sad but can't see it alone? The bright moon shines yellow in the sky.
On what day when the barbarians are defeated, a good man will stop his expedition.
Whose family is in a boat tonight, where is the moonlight tower? The poor moon wanders upstairs and should be seen in the dressing mirror. The jade door curtain cannot be rolled away, and it comes back when the clothes are smashed and brushed on the anvil. At this time, we look at each other but don't hear each other. I hope that the moonlight will shine on you. The swan geese fly long and the light cannot cross, and the fish and dragon dive and leap into the water to form patterns. Last night, I dreamed of falling flowers in the pond, but it was a pity that I didn’t return home in the middle of spring. The spring water in the river is gone, and the moon has set in the west again. The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and the Jieshi and Xiaoxiang roads are endless. I don’t know how many people will return while the moon is falling, but the falling moon shakes the trees all over the river with love.
The day will come when the time comes, but I am embarrassed at this time and night.
The blue sky above and the yellow spring below are nowhere to be seen.
But the heart of teaching is as strong as gold, and we will meet in heaven and on earth.
When the love is strong, the love turns weak, but now I really regret being so passionate. When I look back at the heartbroken place, I shed no tears.
It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, but the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. Spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they die, and wax torches will turn to ashes before their tears dry up. The morning mirror is full of worry, but the clouds on the temples are changing, and the moonlight is cold when singing at night. There is not much way to get to Pengshan Mountain, and the blue bird is eager to visit.
Being new to weight loss is not due to sickness or a sad autumn.
When the ends of the earth are endless, there is only endless love.
Lovers complain about the distant night, but they start to miss each other at night.
Ruthlessness is not as painful as passion, one inch is like thousands of strands
The bright moon does not know the pain of separation, hatred, and the slanting light penetrates Zhuhu at dawn.
If you want to send a colorful note and a ruler, you will know where the mountains are and the rivers are.
I wish to win the heart of one person and stay together forever.
Missing you is like the full moon, whose brightness diminishes every night
A prodigal son cannot return from his journey, and it is difficult to stay alone in an empty bed.
The crowd looked for him thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, he was there, in the dim light.
Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang'an. Luowei cries in autumn, Jinjinglan, the slight frost is desolate and the mat is cold. The lonely lamp cannot be understood, and I am distraught. I roll up my curtain and look at the moonlit sky, sighing. Beauty is like a flower in the clouds. There is the high sky of Qingming above, and the waves of Lu River below. The journey is long and the soul is in pain, but the dream soul cannot reach Guanshan. Sauvignon Blanc is heartbreaking.
The road is long and blocked, but we will know whether we will meet well
Tonight, in the moonlit state of Fuzhou, I can only watch it alone in my boudoir. I pity my children from afar, but my unsolved memories last forever... 2. Poems about confession
1. May I be like the stars and the moon, and the light will shine brightly every night. ——Fan Chengda's "Che Yaoyao Chapter"
2. Wutong trees, rain at midnight, do not tell the truth about separation and suffering. Leaf by leaf, sound by sound, the air drips into the sky. ——Wen Tingyun's "Third of Three Gengluozi Poems"
3. The relationship between life and death is broad, and it is said with Zi Cheng. Hold your hand and grow old together. ——Anonymous "The Book of Songs·Beifeng·Drumming"
4. When they are married as husband and wife, there is no doubt about their love. ——Su Wu's "Wedding Hair as Husband and Wife"
5. When the ends of the earth are limited, there is only endless love. ——Yan Shu's "Spring in the Jade House"
6. Life is about coming back, and death is about longing for lovesickness. ——Su Wu's "Wedding Hair as Husband and Wife"
7. As time goes by, love never ends. The heart is like a double mesh with thousands of knots in it. ——Zhang Sheng's "Qianqiu Sui"
8. People are like clouds flowing into the river after the wind, and feelings are like the sticky wadding on the ground after the rain. ——Zhou Bangyan's "Spring in the Jade House"
9. People who are not charming will be fascinated by their beauty, but beauty is in the eyes of the beholder. - Huang Chang's "Collection of Hangzhou Sayings and Poems"
10. I know that my love will always be there when I am here, and I look forward to the sound of the water at the head of the river. ——Li Shangyin's "Wandering Alone in Qujiang in Late Autumn"
11. Resting and leaning alone high in the Mingyue Tower, the wine enters the sad heart and turns into tears of lovesickness. ——Fan Zhongyan's "Su Muzhe"
12. Who is interested in opening up Hongmeng? All just for the romantic love. ——Cao Xueqin's "Introduction to A Dream of Red Mansions"
13. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, I was speechless and choked. ——Liu Yong's "Yulin Bell"
14. Tenderness is like water, and good times are like dreams. If the love between two people lasts for a long time, how can they stay in court? ——Qin Guan's "Magpie Bridge"
15. Acacia is without words, so don't waste your tears on the flower paper. ——Yan Jidao's "Two of Three Partridges in the Sky"
16. Ask the world what love is, and teach you the promise of life and death. ——Yuan Haowen's "One of Two Songs About Touching Fish"
17. Fish Shen Yan Yao traveled to the end of the world and began to believe that separation in the world is painful. ——Dai Shulun's "Lovesickness"
18. The king is like dust on the road, and the concubine is like muddy cement. They rise and fall in different ways. When will they meet in harmony? ——Cao Zhi's "The Moon on a High Building"
19. A one-night stand is as long as the distance between the earth and the earth is long. ——Zhang Zhongsu's "Swallow Tower"
20. There are thousands of lovesickness in one inch, and there is no place in the world to arrange it. ——Li Guan's "Butterflies in Love with Flowers"
21. Weijiang will keep his eyes open all night long, and repay the love that he has never raised his eyebrows in his life. ——Yuan Zhen's "Three Songs of Sorrow and Feelings"
22. With tearful eyes, I asked the flowers without saying a word, and the red flowers flew across the swing. ——Ouyang Xiu's "One of Two Songs of Butterfly Love Flower"
23. If there is a beauty, you will never forget it when you see her. If you don't see her for a day, you will miss her like crazy. ——Anonymous "Feng Qiu Huang·Qin Song"
24. The spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and the wax torch will turn to ashes before the tears dry up. ——Li Shangyin's "Untitled"
25. It's useless to think about lovesickness, but it's just madness to be melancholy. ——Li Shangyin's "Third of the Six Untitled Poems"
26. Huanjun Mingzhu sheds tears, wishing we had met before we were married. ——Zhang Ji's "Yan of a Chaste Woman"
27. When will we know when we miss each other? It's embarrassing to be at this point in the night. ——Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"
28. The passage of time should be a waste of good times and good scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them? ——Liu Yong's "Yulin Bell"
29. I missed you all night long, and suddenly I came to the window and suspected it was you. ——Lu Tong's "Thinking"
30. I sincerely know that everyone has this hatred, and poor couples are sad for everything. ——Yuan Zhen's "Two of Three Poems on Sorrow and Sorrow"
31. Life and death are uncertain in ten years. If you don’t think about it, you will never forget it. Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to speak of desolation. Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust, and our temples are like frost. ——Su Dongpo's "Jiangcheng Zi"
32. After seeing each other again, we meet again and again, and share our dreams with you several times. ——Yan Jidao's "One of Three Partridges in the Sky"
33. People searched for him thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, the man was there, in the dimly lit place. ——Xin Qiji's "Qingyun Case·Yuan Xi"
34. Who can complain about loneliness? Even as a preface, it’s always an easy task.
——Liu Yong's "Day and Night Music"