Beautiful ancient poems about confession

1. "Feng Qiu Huang" Part 1 Han Dynasty: Sima Xiangru

There is a beautiful person, and you will never forget it when you see it.

After not seeing you for a day, I miss you like crazy.

The phoenix flies and soars, and the phoenix is ??sought from all over the world.

But the beauty is here, not on the east wall.

Put the qin in front of you and express your heartfelt conversations.

When will I see Xu Xi? It comforts my hesitation.

I would like to be worthy of my words and work hand in hand.

If I can’t fly, I will perish.

Interpretation:

There is a handsome woman. When I saw her appearance, I could never forget her.

After not seeing her for a day, I felt like I was going crazy with her thoughts.

I am like the phoenix bird flying high in the sky, looking for the phoenix bird everywhere in the world.

It’s a pity that the beauty is not near the east wall.

I use the sound of the piano to replace the love words in my heart and describe my inner feelings for the time being.

When can you agree to get married and comfort me when I wander back and forth?

I hope my virtue can match yours and we can be together hand in hand.

I don’t know what to do. I am in a good mood and cannot fly with you and be together for a hundred years.

Such a sad result makes me fall into love and sorrow and want to die.

2. "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" Part 2 Han Dynasty: Sima Xiangru

The phoenix returns to his hometown and travels all over the world to seek his phoenix.

If you don’t meet me at that time and you have nothing to do, how can you realize that you are going to be promoted to this hall now?

There is a beautiful lady in the boudoir, and the people in the room are poisonous to my intestines.

How come they are like mandarin ducks with their necks crossed, and they are soaring!

The phoenix comes to live with me, and I have to entrust the breeding tail to be my concubine forever.

Who is the one who knows how to communicate and understand each other in the middle of the night?

Both wings rise and fly high, without feeling, my thoughts make me sad.

Interpretation:

Fengniao, phoenix bird, has returned to his hometown, his whereabouts are uncertain, and he travels around the world just to find the phoenix bird in his heart.

When I didn’t meet the phoenix bird, I didn’t know where I was going. How could I understand what I felt after visiting the house today?

There was a beautiful, elegant and quiet woman in her room. Although we are close,

this beautiful woman is far away from me, and the feeling of missing her is ravaging my heart.

How can I get such a good match, get married, and be the loving mandarin ducks crossing their necks?

I hope that I, the phoenix, can fly together with you, the phoenix, and travel across the sky. Soar.

Huangniao, Huangniao, I hope you and I will live together, be inseparable, nurture and bear children, and be my spouse forever.

Love is in harmony, and the two hearts are in harmony. Who would know if you and I follow each other in the middle of the night?

Spread your wings and fly away, in vain to miss you and make me sad.

3. "The Rain and the Lings·The Chilling Cicadas" Song Dynasty: Liu Yong

The chilling cicadas are mournful, facing the Changting Pavilion at night, and the showers have begun to subside.

Drinking in the Dumen tent has no thoughts, and in the place of nostalgia, the orchid boat urges it to go.

Looking at each other with tears in their hands, they were speechless and choked.

Thousands of miles away, mist spreads across the sky.

Sentiment has hurt parting since ancient times, and it is even more embarrassing to leave out the Qingqiu Festival!

Where will you wake up tonight? On the bank of willows, the dawn wind wanes and the moon falls.

After so many years, it should be a time of good times and good times.

Even if there are thousands of styles, who can tell them?

Interpretation:

The cicadas after autumn were chirping so sadly and urgently. Facing the pavilion, it was evening, and a heavy rain had just stopped. We set up a tent outside Kyoto to say goodbye, but we were not in the mood to have a drink. When we were reluctant to leave, the people on the boat were already urging us to set off.

We held hands and looked at each other, with tears streaming down our faces. Until the end, we were speechless, with thousands of words stuck in our throats. Thinking of going back to the south, one journey after another, thousands of miles away, a sea of ??smoke, and the misty night sky in Chudi was actually endless.

Since ancient times, the most sad thing for passionate people is separation, not to mention this bleak and desolate autumn, how can we bear the sorrow of separation! Who knows where I will be when I wake up tonight? I am afraid that only the bank of willows will face the shrill morning wind and the waning moon at dawn.

I have been separated for many years and the people I love are no longer together. I expect that even if we encounter good weather and beautiful scenery, it will be like nothing. Even if you are full of affection, who can you enjoy it with?

4. "Jiang Chengzi·Dreams on the Night of the Twentieth Day of the First Month of Yimao" Song Dynasty: Su Shi

Ten years of life and death are so vast that they cannot be forgotten without thinking. Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place 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.

At night, I suddenly returned home with a deep dream, and I was dressing up outside the small window.

We looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears.

It is expected that the broken part of the intestines will be cut off every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pines.

Interpretation:

The two have been separated from each other for ten years. They miss each other but are at a loss and cannot see each other. I don’t want to let myself miss it, but I can’t forget it. My wife's lonely grave is thousands of miles away, and there is no place to tell her the desolation and sorrow in my heart. Even if we meet, we probably won't know each other, because I am running around, my face is covered with dust, and my temples are like frost.

At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown in a vague dream, and saw my wife dressing up in the mirror in front of the small window. The two looked at each other, not knowing where to start from a thousand words, and could only shed a thousand lines of tears in relative silence.

I expected that the graveyard with the small pine trees shining under the bright moon was the place where I missed my wife with heartache every year.

5. "Three Five Seven Words/Autumn Wind Ci" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright,

The fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws roost. Frightened again.

When will we know each other when we miss each other? It’s embarrassing to be here this night!

Interpretation:

The autumn wind is clear and the autumn moon is bright. The fallen leaves in the wind gather and disperse, and the jackdaws are already roosting, but are startled by the bright moon. I'm looking forward to meeting each other, but I don't know when. At this time of year, at this night, lovesickness dreams are hard to come by.

6. "The Hairpin-headed Phoenix·Red Crispy Hands" Song Dynasty: Lu You

Red crisp hands, yellow silk wine, the city is full of spring scenery and willows on the palace walls.

The east wind is evil and happiness is thin. With a heavy heart, I have been away from home for a few years. Wrong, wrong, wrong.

Spring is as old as ever, people are thin and empty, and the tears are red and raw.

Peach blossoms fall, leisurely pool pavilion. Although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to trust the brocade book. Mo, mo, mo!

Interpretation:

Your red and smooth hands are holding a cup filled with Huangdi wine. The city is filled with the scenery of spring, but you are already as out of reach as the green willows in the palace wall. How hateful the spring breeze is, how thin the joy is. A full glass of wine is like a glass of sadness, and my life has been very bleak in the past few years. Looking back at that time, I can only sigh: Wrong, wrong, wrong!

The beautiful spring scenery is still the same, but people are losing weight in vain. The tears washed away the rouge on his face and soaked the thin silk handkerchief. The spring peach blossoms fall on the quiet and empty pond and pavilion. The vow of eternal love is still there, but the brocade letter can no longer be delivered.

Looking back at that time, I can only sigh: Mo, Mo, Mo!