I also know the poem about the agreement.

Ancient poems about agreement:

Set the storm (three mountains to send Lu Guohua, about Shangyuan back) "Song Xin Qi Ji.

In a few days, I can say goodbye. The old man was afraid to write farewell poems. There are no geese in the south clouds.

You see plum blossoms and send acacia. Infinite mountains and rivers have not yet traveled.

Father. Don't look at the standard with tears. When will Ding Ning think of it after the meeting?

When the spring breeze lights up on the tenth day.

"Langtaosha" (the agreement of the former rhyme to the suburbs) is easy.

The smoke is dark and fluffy. Liu feng It rains mostly at night windows. Spring water gradually gives birth to spring events, and the residual red is exhausted.

Clusters of green new bamboo shoots. Yingying speaks in a hurry. One bottle with one bottle will gather in Gong Lin. Ten miles of pine and cypress are green, and the mountains are in northern Shandong.

Song Xin Qi Ji, "sent Lu Guohua to Sanshan, and Shangyuan revived."

You can say goodbye when you are young, but you dare not write farewell poems when you are old. There are no geese in the south clouds. You see, plum blossoms also relieve lovesickness.

Infinite mountains and rivers have not yet traveled. Senior, you don't need to look at the standard with tears in your eyes. When will Ding Ning be in the future? Remember, when the spring breeze lights up on the tenth day.

"Dingguang Meikai servant was unable to go to see it because of illness, which is also the reason for this speech." Song maokun

Seven miles of plum blossoms come to a village, and the county building breaks through the clouds. Jade people play Quincy flute, the dust couch is empty, and the single father is horizontal.

I know that there is a longing for love spreading to Gengling, but there is no snow flourishing in Yin Shan. The golden pommel horse arrived and listened to the forced singing in the East Hall.

"The Covenant between Su Caiweng and the Scheduled Forest" Song was ordered to raise fears of entering Hunan prison.

The porch is light and the landscape is awkward. Say happy when you meet, and look forward to running south.

Today, you have been punished by the grace of your country and Ming. The wind is rising, and the county is full of gas.

"It's enough for the Mid-Autumn Festival to clear up on the south slope" Song Yuzhuo

The wine is ripe and the pillow is clear. Don't lament under the window of poetry. An old friend, there are few bright moons. I wish it were Mid-Autumn Festival this year.

The foot of the rain has been covered by lotus flowers, and the limelight is still born by osmanthus. Try to smile, you know, who can't laugh before respect.

Making a Covenant with Social Friends Song Hu Zhonggong

Huachao made an appointment to come here to set up a poetry league. Hidden in several rivers and lakes, closed-door ups and downs.

Your name is Millennium old * * *, and your mind is generally clear. And you don't have to sing as much as you can.

Expand knowledge:

1, agreed that the next one can't wait for the phone to ring, and his thoughts have drifted away with the wind. Is it a sad smell to watch the tobacco slowly burn? I stayed up all night. I repeatedly imagined yesterday's appointment. I am immersed in our happiness. I'd rather believe that you will come again. Unexpectedly, tears have long been lurking in the yellowed old days. Dimly lit, waiting for nowhere to tell. I will bear this pain alone until dawn, and say it alone.

2. Agreement is the blend of eyes, the call of the soul and the surge of feelings. Agreement is a friend's no regrets, no desire, no pain and no regrets. Husband and wife's hearts are beating and willing, and husband and wife are dependent. Agreement is a "once in a thousand years" for a woman after a long voyage, and it is a "sea of people looking for it" for a man after a woman flies away.

On the day when I decided to go back, the agreement had disappeared and my fantasy was forgotten. Looking at the gray sky and the diffuse morning fog, I was a little disappointed and lonely inadvertently. The moment I got on the bus, my eyes were full of dew. So quietly gone, like a grain of dust, floating out of the window. Crowded expectations in the eyes, in faded memories, caused residual ripples.

4. Make an agreement with me: even if you are busy, even if you are anxious, you should say I miss you in your spare time; Even if you are tired, even if you are bored, you should say good night when you are going to sleep; Even if you are angry, even if you quarrel, you should squint and smile when the sun is dim the next morning; Even if it is boring, even if it is dull, we should hold each other's hands tightly in the evening street. We all agree that a lifetime is enough.