Tanabata topic: the most beautiful love poem

In the history of human civilization, love is an eternal theme. There are many popular and touching love poems throughout the ages. The following are fifteen of the most beautiful love poems. Welcome to appreciate them.

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HanYueFu

Evil! I want to know you and live a long life. There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, there is Lei Zhen in winter, and there is rain and snow in summer. Only when heaven and earth are in harmony can we dare to be with you!

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Tang Li Shangyin

The stars were bright last night, but there was a cool breeze at midnight. Our banquet is on the side of Hualou Temple and the east of the county.

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.

Lisi

Don

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.

Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be.

Me: "Sea" and "Wushan" are the most beautiful images in the world. Poets use them as metaphors. Literally, they say that they have experienced the "sea" and "Wushan", and it is difficult to see the water and clouds elsewhere. In fact, they are used to comparing the feelings between husband and wife like the water in the sea and the clouds in Wushan. Their depth and beauty are unparalleled in the world, so they can't make themselves emotional except loving their wives.

Four ancient folk songs with seven-character poems on love or local themes

Don Liu Yuxi

The willows in Jiang Shuiping are green, and I can hear the songs on the Langjiang River.

Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny.

Tasha shop

Song Ouyang xiu

When the museum is destroyed, the bridge is thin. The grass is warm and swaying. Sadness is getting farther and farther away, and the distance is like spring water.

Inch by inch, my heart ached, and my eyes were full of tears. The height of the building is not near the dangerous fence. Pingwu is full of spring mountains, and pedestrians are even outside.

Red autumn ear

Song Zhang Xian

Count the thrushes. Also report to Fang Fei. Cherish the spring and break the red. The rain is small and the wind is fierce, and the plum blossoms are green. Yongfeng willow, no one flies all day.

Don't fiddle with the strings. Bitter to say. The sky is not old, and the love is hard to break. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it. The night has passed and the east window is not white.

Me: "The sky is not old, but love is hard to fight." Li He's phrase "If there is love in the sky, it will grow old" has different meanings. It must be said here that the sky will never get old, so love will never be cut off. "The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it." Silk "is homophonic with" thinking ". In this love, they are firmly tied together through countless ties, and anyone who wants to destroy them is in vain. This is the peak of the whole word expressing thoughts and feelings, that is, the so-called "keeping your word" in literary works, which is a warning strategy for an article.

Quail day

Song Yan Dao Ji

Multicolored sleeves hold jade clocks diligently. Those days, I was drunk and red. Dance low and sing peach blossom fan.

Remember to meet each other after parting. A few times, I dreamed of being with you. There is a silver-red photo left tonight, and I'm afraid that meeting was a dream.

Linjiangxian

Song Yan Dao Ji

After the dream, the balcony is locked high and the curtains hang low after drinking. When hatred came last spring. Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei.

I remember Xiaoping's first sight, and her focus was on the word se. Acacia is written on the string of pipa. At that time, the bright moon was there, and it had returned according to the colorful clouds.

A butterfly in love with flowers

Song Liu Yong

It's no problem to lean against a dangerous building. Looking forward to spring sorrow, the sky is dark. In the afterglow of grass and smoke. Who knows why I lean on the tracks silently?

I'm getting drunk. When drinking is a song, strong music is still tasteless. I don't regret widening my belt. It's worth getting tired for my coquetry.

Me: the first part of this word describes the endless sadness brought by climbing high and looking far, and renders a sad and sad atmosphere with blurred scenery description; In the next film, in order to get rid of his sadness, the hero decided to sing crazy songs, but forced a smile and finally felt tasteless. Finally, he wrote his tender feelings with a healthy pen and vowed to be thin and haggard for the missing Iraqis. The whole poem skillfully combines the loneliness of wandering in a foreign land with the lingering yearning of love for people, showing the hero's determined character and persistent attitude, and successfully portrays a woman who misses her distant relatives.

Queqiaoxian

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The thin clouds in the sky are changing, the meteors in the sky convey the sadness of acacia, and the endless galaxy I quietly crossed tonight. When you meet, you will win, but there are countless people in the world.

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 kinds of feelings last for a long time, they are still there, day and night.

Qingyu case

Song He Zhu

Ling Bo doesn't cross Hengtang Road. But after reading it, Chen Fang left. Who is the golden flower? Qiao Yue Garden, a Zhu Hu with a locked window. Only spring knows this place.

Feiyun Ran Ran died at dusk. The new topic of crayons is heartbreaking sentences. If you ask how much free time you have. Yichuan tobacco is full of wind. It rains when plums are yellow.

A cluster of plum blossoms

Song liqing Zhao

Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book, the word geese returned, and the moon was full of the West Building.

Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

Me: This word was written after the poet and her husband Zhao Mingcheng parted, which reflected the author's deep affection for parting and reflected a new soul, a newly married young woman addicted to boundless love. Works with fresh style, women's unique affection, as well as the slightest unconventional expression, give people the enjoyment of beauty, which is a delicate lyric.

Qihuai

Huang Qing Ren Jing

Several times, I sat under the flowers and played the flute, and the red wall of Han Yin looked into the distance.

Like this star is not last night, for whom the wind and dew stand in the middle of the night.

The lingering thoughts are exhausted, and the heart is peeling bananas.

In March and May of 1935, that poor glass of wine not fade away.

Gui dianqiu

Zhu Qingyi

Thinking about the past and thinking about the future, crossing the river, the green moth overlooks the mountain.

* * * Sleep for Agger to listen to the autumn rain, and the small basket is light and cold.

Huatangchun

Qingnalanxingde

Two people in a generation fight for two ecstasy all their lives. Acacia don't look at each other, who is spring?

Begging from the blue bridge is easy, but rushing into the blue shipwreck. If you allow me to visit Oxford, I will forget my poverty relatively.

Me: It's a lifetime, a match made in heaven, but we can't be together, and the two places are separated. I miss each other all day, but I can't date each other, which makes me miserable and ecstatic. I don't know for whom God created this beautiful youth. This word expresses the author and his loved ones' desire to die together, although they can't live together.