Bones can be destroyed, not to mention Zhen Hong's forearm sand (Yu Meiren by Wang Guowei)
From now on, I will never dream of gratitude again. I will sit and enjoy Byakki Smoker (Yu Meiren by Wang Guowei).
In my heart, for your heart, we will know each other and remember each other deeply (Gu Huan's Confessions)
When does the Populus euphratica stop? Tears are broken (Qian Lou Yuchun)
Before, I was tired of perfume bottles. Today's fragrant bottles are afraid of shallowness (Qian Yu Lou Chun)
The bright moon building rests on its own, and the wine turns into tears (Fan Zhongyan's "Sumu Fu")
Every year tonight, if the moonlight is practiced, it will travel thousands of miles a day (Fan Zhongyan's "Yu Jie Xing")
I got drunk for no reason. Tears come before wine. The night is deep, the lights are gone, the lights disappear between the lights, but I lean on the pillow and chat to sleep. This endless loneliness really makes the taste of loneliness similar.
Think long and hate long, until it's time to pay back. People leaning against the building in the moonlight (Bai Juyi's Sauvignon Blanc)
How much leisure do you have? Yichuan tobacco, wind in the city, plum and yellow rain (He Zhu's Jade Case)
The grass is on the grass, the dew is early, and the old building grows new. Lying in an empty bed and listening to the rain in the south window, who will mend clothes at night (He Zhu's "Partridge Sky")
The belt is getting wider and wider, and it will never go out, which makes people haggard for Iraq. (Liu Yong's "Dead Hua Lian")
Plum shadows are sparse, ice melts, and the east wind is dark and old (Qin Guan's "Looking at the Tide")
If the two love each other for a long time, it will still be sooner or later (Qin Guan's "Que Qiao Xian")
Shao Hua doesn't stay for teenagers, but hates you. When will he rest in peace (Qin Guan's "Jiangchengzi")
Being on the riverside, I shed tears and worry a lot (Qin Guan's "Jiangchengzi")
But the clouds are heavy and the rain is scattered With dry, east wind tears (Wang Shen's "Memories of Time Past")
Life is empty and nowhere to be found (Li Chi Ngai's Walking on the Sand)
I thought that only dreams come and go, and I was not afraid, but I was stopped by Jiang (Huang Tingjian's "Looking at Jiangdong")
The most important thing is to miss the sound forever, and the shadow of the heartbroken flower has been stolen (Mu De Duck in Chao Yuanli)
The above are poems suitable for lovers on Valentine's Day. Please collect and use it quickly!