A poem about loyalty to love 1. Ancient poems about faithful love.
evil
Evil!
I want to know you,
Live a long life and never give up.
A mountain without a grave,
The river dried up,
Thunder and earthquakes in winter,
Rain and snow in summer,
Heaven and earth,
I dare break up with you!
The Book of Songs Peak and Drum Music
Drums are dull and soldiers actively use them. 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.
2. Poems expressing faithful love
1. This is a sorrow that all mankind must know, but it is not as those who used to be poor together know.
-Yuan Zhen's "Three Sorrow Poems" 2. For my heart, for your heart, I will know each other. -Gu Yu's Complaining about Love 3. Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night.
-Yu's Sorrow and Hope in Jiangling. 4. The longing for love is endless. Even this bright flame of love is only ashes? . -Li Shangyin's Untitled Sixty-six Songs 5. Acacia is as deep as the sea, and the past is as far away as the sky.
-Wan Le's "Operator" 6. Hate is not as good as believing, and acacia began to feel that the sea was not deep. -Bai Juyi's "Langtaosha" 7. Linglong dice Anhoudou, do you know that you are homesick? -"Yang Liuzhi" volume eight. Laugh for a thousand dollars? After all, lovesickness is better than meeting.
-Shao Ruipeng's "Recent Flowers" 9. When there is poverty in the corner of the world, there is only endless acacia. -Yan Shu's "Spring on the Jade Tower" 10. All roads lead to gold and jade, and I only look at the wood and stone alliance.
Facing the sky, the nobles in the mountains are crystal clear with snow; I will never forget the lonely forest in the world. -Cao Xueqin's The Mistakes of Life 1 1. People enter the river like the wind, and love enters the river and rain.
-Zhou Bangyan's "Jade Tower Spring" 12. Red beans can't be spilled with acacia blood and tears, and spring willows are full of flowers. -Cao Xueqin's Red Bean Ci 13. Tears asked the flowers to be silent and fly over the swing.
-Ouyang Xiu's Two Poems of butterfly lovers 14. You must pity me and pity you. -Feng Xiaoqing's resentment 15. Love is afraid of each other.
Looking at the long beach, the grass is full of heart. It's hard to find two places when you are sad to sing.
-Zhu Yizun's High Balcony 16. How to let you meet me at my most beautiful moment. To this end, I begged the Buddha for 500 years and asked him to let us have a dusty relationship.
-Xi Murong's A Flowering Tree 17. How can we live together and not die? -Chen Hengke's Portrait of Spring Qi 18. Acacia tree says it's acacia tree, and Shiro hates Mandy. -Liang Qichao's Zhi Zhu Ci 19. Since the princess came out, the mirror has been dark.
Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time? -Xu Gan's "Thinking about the House" 20. See each other but not see each other. What is the ruthlessness of love?
-Sima Guang's Xijiang Moon 2 1. Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more. -Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai Zashi" 22. Love is hard to fight when it is not old.
The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it. -Zhang Xian's "Thousand Years" 23. The belt is getting wider and wider, and I don't regret it. I am exhausted for Iraq.
-Liu Yong's Wu Fengqi 24. Life and death are broad, and the child becomes a saying. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.
-The Book of Songs by Anonymous. The wind. Knock, knock "25. If two kinds of feelings last for a long time, it is still a matter of time. -Qin Guan's "Queqiao Fairy".
3. A statement or poem about the beauty, loyalty and responsibility of love
1. Li Bai, an old cadre
My hair barely covers my forehead. I am picking flowers and paying by my door.
When you, my love, ride a bamboo horse, run in circles and throw your childhood.
We live together in an alley in Qiantang, both young and happy.
When I was fourteen, I became your wife, and I was too shy to laugh.
I bowed my head and went to the dark corner, unwilling to pay attention to your thousands of calls.
But at the age of fifteen, I raised my eyebrows and laughed, knowing that no dust can seal our love.
Even to death, I will wait for you in my post, and I will not lose heart in the silent watchtower.
When I was sixteen years old, you embarked on a long journey, crossing the Qingtang Canyon full of rocks and swirling water.
Then in the fifth month, I couldn't help it anymore. The ape shouted in the sky.
I looked at the place where you walked, your footprints in front of our door, each hidden under the green moss.
Hiding under the moss is too deep to sweep away, and the first autumn wind adds leaves.
Now, in the eighth month, yellow butterflies, two by two, are hovering on the grass in our western garden.
Because of all this, my heart is broken, and I am worried that my bright cheeks will fade.
Oh, finally, when you come back through three Pa areas, send me a message home in advance! .
I'll pick you up, and I won't mind the distance, all the way to Sha Changfeng.
I remember in my boudoir, I don't know the smoke.
Marry a long-term cadre, and the sand will wait for the wind.
The south wind starts in May, and I want you to go to Baling.
The west wind rises in August, and I want you to carry it forward.
How about being sad? You see less and leave more.
When I arrived in Xiangtan a few days ago, my dream became more and more turbulent.
Last night, the wind was so strong that it broke the trees on the river.
Simon Simon is dark, where there are pedestrians.
Good riding clouds, Li Zhu Landong.
Yuanyang Qingpu, Yujinping.
Self-pity for more than fifteen, the color is peach blossom red.
As a businesswoman, she is worried about water and wind.
Li Chi Ngai of Boolean Operators
I live in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River and you live in the lower reaches.
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.
Become evil
Evil!
I want to know you,
Live a long life and never give up.
There is no mausoleum in the mountains, and the river is exhausted.
Thunder and earthquake in winter, rain and snow in summer,
Heaven and earth are one, but dare to separate from you!
4. Qin Songer Sima Xiangru.
Feng Feng returned to his hometown and traveled around the world looking for his emperor.
I didn't know what to do when I didn't meet Xi. Why don't I go to Sishang today?
There are beautiful women in the boudoir, and the people in the room are poisoning my intestines.
Why do you want to be a mandarin duck? You are flying!
Emperor Xi Xi lives with me. He must be a princess forever.
Who knows in the middle of the night?
My wings fly high and my thoughts make me sad.
5. Queqiao Xianqin Hall
Bo Yunqiao, flying stars spread hatred,
Yin and Han are both dark.
As soon as the golden wind and the jade dew meet,
There are countless people in the world.
Tender as water, ritual like a dream,
Endure the magpie bridge and return home.
If the relationship is long,
Are you still here, day and night?
6 Jiangchengzi Su Shi
Ten years of life and death are two boundless.
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 when we meet,
Face covered with dust, temples like frost.
When night came, my dream suddenly came home.
Xiao Xuan window, get dressed.
Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears
It is expected that the heartbreak will break every year.
Moonlight night, short matsuoka.
7. Yan Dao Ji's partridge
Colorful sleeves diligently hold the jade clock,
Those days, I was drunk and red.
Dancing low in the center of the willow building,
Song is the bottom wind of peach blossom fan.
From parting, remembering meeting,
A few times, I dreamed of being with you.
There is only one silver plaque left tonight,
I'm afraid meeting is a dream.
4. Poems about faithful love
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. -Yuan Zhen's "Thinking from Four Poems"
Like this star is not last night, for whom the wind and dew stand in the middle of the night. -Huang Jingren's Two Poems of Love.
Although fully aware of lovesickness, there is no good health; I am infatuated with it to the end and fall in love for life. -Li Shangyin's Untitled Six Third Songs
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. -Li Shangyin's "Jinse"
How many lovesickness one-night stands are there? The ends of the earth are not long. -Zhang's Swallow House
Ask the world what love is and teach life and death. -Yuan Haowen "Fishing, Two Songs One"
Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same. -Li Shangyin "Untitled"
The beast furnace sinks hookah, and pieces of green marsh flowers write the biography of acacia. -Zhang Kejiu's Sai Qiu Hong
After birth, there will be no acacia, only acacia, and then acacia. -Xu Zaisi's "Gui Gui Ling"
There is no arrangement in the world for an inch of acacia. -Li Guan's "Dead Hua Lian"
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, I don't think about it, I will never forget it, I am alone in a grave, and there is nowhere to talk. -Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi"
What occasion? See this lover. -Anonymous "The Book of Songs, tang style, Save for a rainy day"
The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever. -Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow
We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree ... —— Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow.
Repeated tears seal the word, and life is only difficult to die. -Wen, "The Recent Flowers"
One is Xianpa in Yuen Long, and the other is flawless jade. If there is no strange fate, I will meet him again in this life; If you say there is a strange fate, how can you be worried? -Cao Xueqin's Bridled Eyebrows
5. Poems expressing love and loyalty
Queqiaoxian
Qin Guan
Thin clouds are clever, flying stars spread grievances, and yinhan sneaked into Chen Cang. When the golden wind meets the dew, it will win the world without relevant pictures.
Count. 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. If two people have a long-term relationship, sooner or later!
Li shangyin
Untitled (Stars Last Night) The stars last night, the wind last night, are in the west of the studio and the east of the cinnamon room. Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same. Guessing and intrigue, wine warms the heart; This group of people came to the bet of drinking friends, and a win-lose red in candlelight. 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.
Under the moon, I will drink the wind of Chushan in the sunny day, and the thick soil in the Li room is opposite to the moon day. Now that there are gentlemen, I will ask who will be loyal in the future.
The first two poems of Beiqi died with a smile, so why bother with thorns? When the northern Zhou army entered the palace that night, the battle report of the northern Zhou army advancing to Jinyang has been issued. I didn't know that this sweet smile was enough to resist the monarch's hegemony. Princess Feng Shu in military uniform was the most beautiful in the eyes of the queen. Yang had fallen far behind the left, and Maple flew to ask the left to go hunting again.
6. Poems loyal to love
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Love is a tacit understanding: although my body does not have bright phoenix wings, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn.
Love is a painting: when you, my love, ride a bamboo horse, run in circles and throw your childhood.
Love is a chance encounter: when a girl meets her, she wins the favor of countless people.
Love is a declaration: till death do us part!
Love is an agreement: the monarch should be a rock and the concubine a reed; Puwei is as tough as silk, and the rocks are not transferred.
Love is an oath: the mountains have no edges, and the heavens and the earth are in harmony, so I dare to leave you!
Love is a vision: I wish people a long life and a thousand miles of beauty.
Love is a kind of persistence: the wider the clothes are, the more people will never regret it and will languish for Iraq.
Love is a kind of loyalty: once the sea was difficult for water, except Wushan, not a cloud.
Love is a farewell: holding hands and looking at each other with tears, but I am speechless and choked.
Love is a kind of watch: there are peaches and plums in the small garden, leaving flowers for you to return.
Love is a kind of yearning: I wish you to take more as a symbol of our love.
Love is Chen Jiao: If you don't miss me, is there no one else?
Love is a trace of melancholy: spring is still old, people are empty and thin, and tears are red.
Love is a perfect couple: my lady and my gentleman.
Love is a sigh: although there is a mountain alliance, the brocade book is hard to believe.
Love is a comforting word: if two kinds of feelings last for a long time, it will be a matter of time.
Love is a response: throw me peaches and return me Qiong Yao.
Love is a kind of sorrow: forbearance in the earth and forbearance in the sky; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
Love is a kind of melancholy: a cup of melancholy, a few years apart. No! No! No!
Love is a kind of resentment: the Tatar song on her jade guitar respects resentment.
Love is an obsession: life is naturally infatuated, and this hatred has nothing to do with romance.
Love is a kind of nostalgia: heartbroken every year, short roots on a moonlit night.
Love is a puzzle: what is love in the world? It's killing me.
Love is an eternal swan song: silkworms in spring will keep spinning until they die, and candles will cry dry every night.
7. Poems about constancy of love, preferably ancient poems.
Untitled Li Shangyin
It's hard to say goodbye when we meet, and the east wind rises and a hundred flowers blossom.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.
There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
Li Chi Ngai's "Arithmetic Operator"
I live in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River and you live in the lower reaches.
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.
Yuan Haowen's Fishing
Hate the world, what is love, teach life and death. Flying in all directions, the old wings have been hot and cold several times. Happy fun, the pain of parting, is a relatively stupid child in school. You should say something. Wan Liyun, Qian Shan sunset snow, only for whom?
Cross grave road, lonely flute and drum. The smoke is still flat. What's the point of evocation? Shan Gui wept for the wind and rain. The sky is also jealous. If you don't believe me, 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.
These are the most classic love poems in ancient China. Please decide for yourself!
8. Ancient poems dedicated to love
Bodhisattva is beautiful
The crystal curtain is sad and white, and the clouds are fragrant and foggy. I have nothing to ask about clothes, and the moon has gone west.
The west wind is blowing in the weft, so you are not allowed to sleep. Just last autumn, how to cry.
Linjiangxian
A little banana heart will be broken, and the sound reminds me of the beginning. I want to sleep and read old books. Yuanyang small print, still remember unfamiliar hands.
Tired eyes are low and confused, half blurred. Cold rain outside the window, Yi Deng lonely. What is expected should be done. What is the truth?
Common poppy/corn poppy/poppy
Chun Qing only noticed that the pear blossoms were thin and scattered in pieces. What is the sunset near dusk? There is still no soul in the world.
Yinyin doesn't dream of the words at that time, but is close to each other. Be a dreamer for Iraq and call for truth in the dark.
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The silver bed is green and old, and the autumn color sweeps the powder. There is a lot of money in the incense shop. Why can't you hate it when you pick it up?
The cloister is full of lovesickness, and the moon is lonely. Ten years' journey and ten years' heart.
Once again (walking in autumn)
Sorrow marks are everywhere, no one can save them, and dew is wet. The stroll is small and desolate. Xiaoxiang still has the old moonlight.
The fickle feeling turned into sadness and fatigue, and the music was heartbreaking. The red lettering on the wall is blurred, remembering that the hand in front of the lamp is an Iraqi book.
Blue wet mourning
There are too many sad things recently. Who can I tell about the long night? Everything is subject to fate. In early spring, the green shadows are dancing outside the window, the geese are returning, and the orioles are singing and dancing, and tears are streaming down their faces.
I enjoyed the beautiful scenery with you in the past, but now I have lost it and failed to live up to my past affection. Suddenly a gust of wind blew and the breeze shook. I thought it was your soul, but I can only wait for the end of love.