Aesthetic ancient poems expressing love
1' s belt is getting wider and wider, and he will never regret it, which will make people haggard for Iraq. -Liu Yong's Wu Fengqi
2 Life and death are generous, and Zi Cheng says. Hold your hand and grow old with your son. -Anonymous "The Book of Songs, High Wind and Drumming"
If two kinds of feelings last for a long time, is it a matter of time? -Qin Guan's "Queqiao Fairy"
4 When will Acacia meet? At this point, the night is awkward. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"
There is a kind of beauty that you can't forget when you see it. I haven't seen you for a day, and I want to be crazy. -Anonymous "Feng Qiu Qin Huang Ge"
This time I left you, it was the wind, the rain and the night. You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends. -Zheng Chouyu's Farewell
When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"
Once the sea was difficult for water, it was amber forever. -Yuan Zhen's "Thinking from Four Poems"
If you raise the dust on the road, if you make the cement muddy, when can we meet in harmony? -Cao Zhi's "Tall Buildings and Bright Moon"
10, the two should be the same, at most, there is no obvious resentment in the month. -"The Mermaid" by Nalan Xingde
1 1 Return the pearl with tears, and hate not meeting before marriage. -Zhang Ji's Yin Jiefu
12 How did you meet me? At my best moment, I prayed for this in front of the Buddha for 500 years, begging him to let us have a dusty relationship. -Xi Murong's A Flowering Tree
13 ... How can we live together and not die? -Chen Hengke's "Portrait of Chunqi"
14 Acacia says acacia, and Shiro hates Mandy. -Liang Qichao's Zhi Zhu Ci in Taiwan Province Province
15 out of the king, dark in the mirror. Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time? -Xu Gan's Thinking in the Room
16 how can I feel heartless when I don't see you? -Sima Guang's "Xijiang Moon"
17 falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more. -Gong Zizhen's "Jihai Miscellaneous Work"
18 days is not old, and love is hard to break. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it. -Zhang Xian's "Chitose"
19 It seems that this star was not standing in the middle of the night last night for whom Feng Lou stood. -Huang Jingren's Two Poems of Love.
I know this love will not have any result, but it can comfort my soul! . -Li Shangyin's Untitled Six Third Songs
Related verses:
Bury a city and put out all the lights.
Your sunset, my face, whose third year.
The swaying dance of the pen tip is the strongest touch of brilliant red in the spotlight.
I watch the sunset at the seaside, snuggle up on a pillow, but I can't swim out of memories, but I can't let go. How can I get there?
Burn a mirage with matches and let yourself escape from the heavy rain.
Hide in the doomed street and walk through the water under the bridge with a smile.
The city injured under the eyelashes passed by whose scenery and whose heart.
When the light silence dies, you open an acquisition shop and wait for the forgotten cape skylight.
Who are you, the pen-tip boy who misses you so much, turned into a song on the desolate road of the city.
Whoever has a scarlet tear mole in the corner of his eye has completed your prosperous life, and who has been given a rock-breaking empty joy by you.
Love songs in the next life, I'll leave the words for you to fill in, depending on who you are or the king above.
The dazzling display in the window is the vivid light of the lost years.
Actors are picturesque and have a long life.
In whose era and in whose world.
Defending' is a disaster that is hastily refuted, and it is a fantasy that can't be overcome in a lifetime.
Walking alone in the sea, there is no return, and first frost is full.
Miao Man, stuck between her tongues, wanted to dance for you and finally fell in love with this country.
The night is cold, the lights are dim, the ambiguity disappears and the song is euphemistic.
Complex experience carved deep lines in my eyes, and I turned to carve a flower.
In those years of prosperity and reluctance to take a curtain call, an eternal flower bloomed.
Pawn in the next life, and be passionate with you in the next life.
Just give up the ideal city for him and go to the dawn of an unknown life and death.
I want to see a grand fashion show. I want to keep wishing until things change quickly, until I get close to your smiling face.
The missed years bloom in the desert in the north, but they are deserted in the spring and summer of reincarnation.
Some people say that memory is a bridge, but it leads to a lonely prison.
I have gone through all my sorrows, and the saddest thing is that you didn't come to the end. I have gone through all despair, and the most desperate thing is that you are still at the starting point.
Who travels around the world without a box of masks these days?
When I woke up from my dream, I only saw the pushed book, the pillow I was holding alone, the heartbreaking poem and the lonely lamp.
Who plucked the strings of missing, who guarded the sadness and cried alone.
The months are not long, flowers are easy to fall, and life is full of melancholy.
Keep an empty city and wait for an old man.
The past page, if you can't turn it, don't turn it. If you turn over the dust, you will lose your eyes.
Whose loneliness covers my clothes. Whose dress is this? Cover my shoulders.
Memory is a bridge, but it is a prison leading to loneliness.
Burn a mirage with matches and let yourself escape from the heavy rain.
Whoever has a scarlet tear mole in the corner of his eye has completed your prosperous life, and who has been given a rock-breaking empty joy by you.
Who lost at the end of that summer? Memory is like a thread, whoever trips over it.
Our love has become a fiction, and the memory of the past is only a mirage.
Broken promises were pieced together yesterday.
Look at this half-life regret. In the end, it was just a wonderful performance, a few songs, joys and sorrows.
Whoever wears makeup without makeup, who wears clothes, will only make people drunk.
—— a silhouette of a floating life, a stroke, and a thousand words.
-the years of taking pictures, bit by bit, outline the true feelings like water.
Every stitch of embroidery can see someone hurting you.
You can see that peony has been waiting for you all your life.
The wind blows like a flower, and you are the most beautiful ornament.
The breeze and the bright moon are accompanied, and the beauty is holding hands.
Wherever you go, your heart will never change.
In the past, Cang Xue flew in the sky and slept alone in the dust.
What past lives is and what she looks like will change forever.
Qiong Yu broke the wall and met in the old year.
Waterscape Yue Hua Ming topic, year after year.
See you around the world year after year.
How to let you meet me at my most beautiful moment.
School uniform, skirt, I can't see you staying in the sea.
Corridor, windowsill, you still don't change.
Did you ever know that you are the master of my melody?
The sunshine under the sunflower in the afternoon is still serene. I hope you and I are well.
That yellow old photo is a warning to who will be worse than before.
I miss the wishes you made in those years.
Only your smiling face hasn't changed before I forget it.
Who are you, the rose in your arms, and who is smiling in your eyebrows?
Now we finally understand that the ending cannot be changed.
You said that there are still vows that have not been fulfilled. How can they be stranded?
Things such as eternity turn into clouds;
If you stay in the sea for a long time, it will change.
Get drunk with you for 3 thousand games, and don't complain about leaving the war.
Buttonwood tree, it is raining in the middle of the night, and the hobby that never leaves is bitter.
The breeze blew through the hair tips, leaving many beautiful things behind.
Only parting is true forever.
Your tears, stored in my collection cabinet, are as precious as ever.
Sansheng was lucky enough to fall in love with you for a lifetime.
The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown. The four sides are connected with each other. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke closes.
If one day you don't love me, death is a good thing.
People say that the place where the sun sets is the horizon. I try to look at the horizon, but I can't see my home.
Take my hand and walk with your eyes closed, so you won't get lost.
The campus in July is sad, because it is full of feelings of parting.
I want to send you a sunny skirt. Your skirt will shine for me this summer.
Who painted Love Between Life and Death? In the end, I can only keep the same face, the world of mortals. A defense is a thousand years.
Strong cities and villages have gentle ones. Love, paste the heart, not Lin Daiyu, will not be sentimental because of sadness.
I have been crying all winter, looking at the smiling face in front of you. Turn a circle, can't find the lost promise.
My eyes are frozen, my hands are instantly cold, my lips can't smell your face, and my feet are only one inch away from you.
The dark night, please take away my paranoid thoughts.
Next life, be a sunflower, in the palm of the sun.
We agreed not to look back, but we clung to it when we left.
Beautiful youth left a sad love.
Who is a passer-by in his life, who is the wheel of his life, the dust of past lives, the wind of this life, and the soul of endless sadness.
I was brave for too long and decided to live only for you.
Time didn't wait for me, but you forgot to take me away. I have a firefly in my left hand and a ten-year meditation in my right hand.
Life is a lotus with 1000 petals. Since I refuse to bloom, I also refuse to wither and wither at the same time.
Life is like a vulgar French literary film, with no climax, no eroticism and no subtitles.