What are some poems about love between men and women?

1. Ten years of life and death are so vast that you will never forget them without thinking about them. ——Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi·Dreams on the night of the 20th day of the first lunar month of Yimao".

Translation: It has been ten years since we said goodbye as husband and wife, and I can’t bear to miss you.

2. Once upon a time, everything was difficult to overcome, except Wushan. ——Yuan Zhen's "Five Poems on Lisi, Part Four".

Translation: Once I have experienced the vast sea, I feel that the water elsewhere pales in comparison; I have once experienced the mist of Wushan Mountain, and I feel that the clouds elsewhere pale in comparison.

3. I only hope that your heart will be like mine, and I will live up to my love. ——Li Zhiyi's "Bu Shuzi·I Live at the Head of the Yangtze River".

Translation; I only hope that your heart will stay as strong as mine, and you will not let down my infatuated love.

4. The exquisite dice is decorated with red beans, which makes people miss each other deeply. ——Wen Tingyun's "Two Poems from Nange/Xintiansheng Yangliu Branch".

Translation: The red dots on the exquisitely made dice are like the most lovesick red beans, and they go deep into my bones, expressing my love for you deep into my bones. Do you know?

5. I wish to have the person of my heart and stay together forever. ——Zhuo Wenjun's "Baitou Yin".

Translation: I thought that if I married a sweetheart who was affectionate and devoted, I would be able to love each other till old age and be happy forever.

6. When will we know each other when we miss each other? It is embarrassing at this time and this night. ——Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words".

7. My husband died on the battlefield with his son in his belly, but my body remains like a candle in the daylight. ——Zhang Ji's "Conquest of Women's Resentments".

8. I miss you so much, but there is no place in the world to arrange it. ——Li Guan's "Butterfly Loves Flowers".

9. The bright moon is sad and I miss you and my brocade quilt is cold. ——Wei Zhuang's "Huanxisha·Lovesickness is even worse every night".

10. I know that my love will always be there when I am here, and I look forward to the sound of the water at the head of the river. ——Li Shangyin's "Wandering Alone in Qujiang in Late Autumn".