An ancient poem about hope

1. A poem describing expectation: "The road to the east in my hometown is long, but I don't want to cry. I will meet you immediately, without paper and pen, and I will bring your news to report peace. " "Tonight, my hometown is thinking thousands of miles, and it will be another year." "Pedestrians think infinitely in the autumn wind, and the green hills across the water are like their hometown." "I don't know where to play the flute, and I want to look forward to my hometown all night." "* * * You should cry when you look at the bright moon. Because of your heart, in five places, it is a wish to get sick." "If you want to become hundreds of billions, you can go to the top to see your hometown." -Expectations for hometown

Generations of talented people have emerged, and every leader has been coquettish for hundreds of years. -Expectations for a prosperous literary world

Distant Altair, Jiao Jiao Hehan girl. Touch your hand and make a loom. There is no chapter all day, and tears are pouring down. The river is clear and shallow, and there are many differences. Between water and water, there are no words. How beautiful she is, opening the pearly window sash, how quietly she leans against it, and how troubled her forehead is! . I only saw her tears wet her cheeks, and I don't know if she hates herself or herself. The smoke is light in the moon, and the Yin, Han and Autumn periods are the same. How many joys and sorrows are in this cloud year after year. Thin clouds are clever, flying stars spread grievances, and yinhan sneaked into Chen Cang. On the seventh day of autumn dew and autumn, it is time to meet, mostly those who are together in the world, but the appearance of husband and wife. Tender as water, like a dream, you can go home from the bridge! If the relationship between two people is long-lasting, it is still a matter of time! At this time, the bright moon is in the sky, and the horizon is * * *, which brings a separated heart and a long thought at night. I blew out the candle, and it was not dark. I put on my coat, and it was not warm, so I left my message to the bright moon, and then turned to my bed, hoping to have a dream, and I was in Hezhou. A beautiful and virtuous woman is a good spouse of a gentleman. Mix shepherd's purse and salvage it from left to right. A beautiful and virtuous woman wakes up to pursue her. If you can't pursue it, the black nightclub misses her during the day. I feel at ease, tossing and turning. Mix shepherd's purse and choose from left to right. A beautiful and virtuous woman came to her with a couple and a couple. Pull shepherd's purse from left to right. A beautiful and virtuous woman rings the bell to please her. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night. -Expectations of meeting each other

Yazhai lay listening to Little Zhu Xiao, suspecting that it was the voice of the people's sufferings. I didn't know everything was empty until I died, but I was still sad to see Kyushu. Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news! I lay sprawled in my lonely country, not feeling sad about my situation, but thinking about defending the frontier of the country. Lying in the dead of night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream. 3. East of Wan Li River flows into the sea, reaching a height of 5,000 meters. The adherents wept in the dust and looked south to Julian Waghann for another year. Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin. The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs. Forget the national disaster at the risk of life, and suddenly feel life and death. I hope to sacrifice my life for my country. Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, but the loulan is not returned. Although the status is low, I never forget to worry about national affairs, but if I want to realize the ideal of reunification, I can only make a final conclusion after death. Uneven heart, solitary sword ringing at the head of a bed. -Expectations for national stability and unity.

2. A poem related to hope, the famous saying Lu You's "Shizi": I didn't know everything was empty until I died, but I was sad to see Kyushu. Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news!

"Mrs. Xiang" double voice Aruwei: It urges soaring and morning riding. Fortunately, Di Zi and Kong Gai came to visit Yun Qi. The misty autumn wind, the leaves in the cave, the moment of expectation. There are nine doubts about the spirit and nine doubts about the empty mountain. Fold the qiongzhi, grow pale at first, and drink the horse salt pond.

Tao An's Autumn Wind Poems Send the Sound of the Beam: The cool wind blows away the wild, sending Bin Hong away. When the rustling came from the northwest, the vegetation suddenly turned yellow. At the expense of vegetation, cold enters the guests' clothes. The morning window is dim, and the night hall is illuminated by candlelight. At this vegetarian feast, people are homesick. If you aid the piano, you will return it, and the bitter rain chrysanthemum will smell sweet. Looking forward to sweeping away the shadows and seeing the sun of the earth. Ming should blow his feathers and fly high in the sky.

Ai Qing's hope: A sailor said that what he likes best is what is aroused by anchoring. That white spray ... a sailor said that what pleased him most was the sound of the chain when the anchor broke down ... one was looking forward to starting and the other was looking forward to arriving.

Xi Murong's Hope: In fact, I was only looking forward to that moment. I never asked you to give it to me, your whole life. If I can meet you on the hillside full of gardenias. If you can love deeply once and then leave, then a long life is just a short moment when you look back.

Yuan Quhua's biography of Dongpo: the leading girl vomited half. Jiangnan will grow old. Idle windows will be full of worries. Evening mourning is more bitter. Hoping to break through is better than Su Chi. Know about riding and where to go today. The back wall of the residual lamp is drums at night. The oblique wind blows drizzle.

Jiao Ran's "Sending Liu to the Judicial Leap": Singing the night horn and driving the horse back to the city. After the rain, the cold current is urgent, and the new moon in Qiu Lai is high. Looking at the sea from three mountains, I want to watch the waves in August. A few days on Xiling Road, you should be grateful to Facao.

Dai Fugu's Days of Archie: Living in poverty for several years, raising a son is like planting a grain. One-inch seedlings in hand, imagine the harvest in autumn is ripe. My son is blessed with rich bones. Juanjuan was in her arms from one year old to Sunday. May you grow up without disaster. Ten-year-old children are smart and open, and twenty fleas are full of energy. With a flat chest of 30,000 volumes and a five-color pen, Xun Wenchang will make you learn Confucianism. Otherwise, learn from Sun Wu and be outnumbered. Taking the Central Plains as the country, the northern part of Xuanming was established. He has made great achievements in the past, but my head has turned white. Guanghua shines on the old eyes, and the purpose is indispensable. A son must be pure, filial and upright. I expect a wish every day. Don't be ignorant of children. There is still news about prenatal education, and it is useless to say it.

"Sai" Yuan Anonymous: When I love him, I love the newborn moon. When I like him, I like plum blossoms. When I miss him, I say a few words about Xijiangyue. When I look forward to him, I look forward to the moon. At first, I didn't want to say goodbye Today, I want to catch the bright moon like underwater.

Janice's Three Poems of Reusing Rural Rhyme Like Yanqing: Park Shu-nan and Ye Lian, the Buddha benefits the Buddha before. The mouth is full of ten places, and the eyes are looking up at the sky. Where the mud is smeared, the head is hidden, and the top of the tree is shelled. Every body is different, but every body is the same.

Du Mu's "Old Tour": a poem of peony, which has been yearning for a long time. Looking back at the distance, the whole shirt is too late. Re-seek the dream of spring, laugh at the shallow flowers. The mayor lives in a mausoleum, but who knows Ferrand?

Bai Juyi's Farewell to Ancient Grass: The vast grass crosses the plain and comes and goes with the four seasons. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.

Meng Jiao's Ode to a Wanderer: The thread in the hands of a loving mother makes clothes for her wayward son. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?

3. Poems expressing hope pass through ancient villages.

This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm.

Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.

Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops.

Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.

Qingqing is your collar, YY is my miss.

The Book of Songs Zheng Feng Ji Zi is about a woman in love's longing and expectation for her lover. The meaning in the poem is that your green collar touched my endless sorrow for you.

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I live at the head of the Yangtze River and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day. I drank a river. When will the water stop? When will this hatred end? I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning.

4. The ancient poem that has been described for a long time, looking for him in the crowd, suddenly looking back, the man was in the dim light.

Jingkang shame, still not snow; When will courtiers hate it?

Yin Yan shuttled through the air, dancing, and Iraqis only went back to Shu, looking up at the swallow going west, and thinking about their feelings from afar.

Green and green, leisurely in my heart.

The Book of Songs Zheng Feng Ji Zi is about a woman in love's longing and expectation for her lover. The meaning in the poem is that your green collar touched my endless sorrow for you.

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I live at the head of the Yangtze River and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day. I drank a river. When will this water stop and when will this hatred end? I only hope that your heart, like mine, will live up to your yearning.

Julian Waghann set the Central Plains Day in the north, and the family sacrifice never forgot to tell Nai Weng.

-Lu You's "Xiuer"

When * * * cuts candles at the west window, it talks to the rain at dusk.

-Li Shangyin's Notes to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night

Wait until the mountain is on holiday, and I'll come back at chrysanthemum time.

-Meng Haoran's Passing Old People's Village

5. What poems describe hope? They blaspheme, and the wind is tight and the geese are high.

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The wind is tight and the geese are high, but the trees are endless. Chutian soul dreams disappear, and the green hills are relative.

A wisp of intermittent cool clouds came, and a few wisps of spiritual rain fell. It's cold and red tonight. Where does Yuanyang live?

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① Boundless: Here is a famous sentence from Du Fu's Up the Mountain: "Leaves fall like waterfalls, but I think the long river always rolls forward". This is a photo of late autumn.

2 Chutian: "Preface to Selected Works of Song Gao Yu Tang Ji Wen" says: "The former Chu and Song Yu swam in Yunmengtai, looking at the scenery of Gao Tang, and their clouds were unique, going straight up and down, suddenly changing their capacity, and changing endlessly for a while. Wang Wenyu: "Why are you angry?" Jade said to him,' The so-called cloud worshippers are also.' The king said, "What are the clouds in the morning?" Jade said,' My late king wanted to visit Gaotang, and he slept in the daytime dreaming of his wife, saying,' My concubine is the daughter of Wushan and a guest of Gaotang. Wen Jun traveled to Gaotang and wanted to recommend a pillow pad. Fortunately, Wang left and said, "My concubine is under the sun in Wushan. The mountains are high and blocked, and it is raining at dusk. "。 "Shan Chao regards it as a saying, so it is a temple, and posthumous title faces the clouds." Later, in poetry and prose, it was used as a common code for men and women.

③ Spiritual rain: good rain. The Book of Songs, Wind and Prescriptions: "Since the spiritual rain is zero, life trusts people." Note: "Good spirit."

(4) Tonight: Red refers to water plants and a kind of water Hong. Puxu (Xu), waterfront. It's already autumn, the night is already deep, the red grass grows by the water, and the chill attacks people. Where does Yuanyang live? I don't know where that lovely man is now.

6. What are the beautiful poems with the word "expectation"? 1. Panyuan flower shop is embroidered, but thinner than before spring.

Four harmony fragments, wheat waves, Qingming wind, burning willow; Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

The wheat wave has cleared, the wind has turned to willow, and it has been hurt by spring. Why did he become a boy? After all, it is spring teasing.

The red medicine column carries the vegetarian hand, and warm words are thicker than wine. Looking forward to the garden flower shop as embroidered, but thinner than before spring.

Explanation:

The solstice of summer has returned to spring, and the season of hurting spring has passed, but what is he still worried about? It turns out that the feeling of hurting spring is still there, and spring sorrow is sultry. I remember holding your hand under the peony flowers, and the warm words in my ear are better than wine. It's hard to wait for the flowers to bloom, and now lonely people are more haggard and emaciated.

2. I am afraid of thinking, looking forward to the long beach, and the grass is full of fields.

The high balcony bridge is full of shadows: Zhu Yizun

The bridge shadow flows rainbow, the lake light reflects snow, and the green curtain does not roll deep in spring. An inch of horizontal waves, heartbroken people are in the shade. Gossamer doesn't live in a sheep cart, so who is the messenger? The hardest thing to ban. Leaning on the carved aperture, I dream all over Luozhou.

It's gone. The pearls are cold and purple. Peach blossoms are still blooming all over the country before they bloom. Love is afraid of thinking, and may the grass on the long beach be red. Moved and worried. Two places are hard to find.

Explanation:

The bridge rainbow reflects the flowing water, the lakes and mountains reflect the snow waves, and the green curtain is not hung, which makes people feel that the deeper spring will belong to other parties. Her eyes, like eyes an inch long, suddenly saw the person who took her heart in the shade of the building. Helpless, wandering love can't tie his sheep cart, but who can I ask to be a bluebird to send her a message?

What she can't stand most is that she can't see him again by leaning on the carved railing, and she can't even see him when she dreams of bedding. When I come here again, I see her like a witch mountain goddess turned into a floating cloud, complaining that she is as cold as beads, and purple jade sinks like a wisp of smoke.

The peach blossoms I saw last time are still blooming all over the river. He is also a man with infinite love. He is most afraid of seeing the road that attracts lovesickness again. He just wants to grow grass full of red hearts and thank her for her affection. Ah, he was so moved that he made a sad whisper. Above, he searched the green void, below, the yellow spring water, both of which were hard to find.

3, leaning against the east wind, smiling and looking forward to shame.

Fu Mei on Song Ruihe Xian: Xin Qiji

The frost of the goose penetrated the curtains. The moon is protected by light clouds, and the tender ice is still thin. The stream was swept by a comb. If you want to make fragrant powder, it is difficult to learn gorgeous makeup. Jade muscle is thin. It's heavy, and it has dragons on it. Leaning against the east wind, I smiled and looked forward to the shame.

Loneliness. Where is the home mountain, the garden behind the snow and the castle by the water? Old testament of yaochi. Who does Li Hong rely on more? Pink butterflies only solve, look for peaches and willows, and bloom all over the south branch without feeling. But sad, cold dusk, painted several angles.

Explanation:

The thick frost soaked the curtains between the windows. Now is the time when the clouds are cold and the ice has not disappeared. Plum blossom in water mirror. Some people want to wear rouge, but they can't learn to be glamorous. Under the dim moonlight, Han Mei is still thin and thin. Imagine the plum blossoms in the spring breeze and expect a smile. All the flowers are pale.

Loneliness. Where is my hometown? Garden behind the snow, waterside pavilions. Although Yaochi has a previous appointment, who is entrusted with the letter? Pink butterflies only know how to get close to peaches and willows, but plum blossoms are full of southern branches but not seen. Only plum blossoms are left in the dusk, lonely and sad.

4, looking forward to sending the Milky Way, I was shocked into the night and turned to Qing business.

"Magnolia Orchid Sent to Fen Liang Southbound in the Early Autumn Rain" Qing: Nalan Xingde

Looking forward to the delivery of Xinghe, I was shocked into the night and turned to Qing business. Butterflies in Tashi Garden, gently turning over musk deer powder, secretly turn yellow. It's very cold. A leisurely glance, even a little, stirs my heart. It should be a visit to Fujian, and it's time to taste it again.

Suspected general. Ink painting sparse window, lonely shadow light xiaoxiang. Qian Yi left Gao Wu, lit half a candle and discussed everything. Lotus skirt. Wind shear, ask tonight, who and Gai Yuanyang. Since then, I have been worried about everything and my dreams have been divided.

Explanation:

Looking forward to the appearance of the Milky Way, it happened that there was a sad autumn rain at night. In a flash, butterflies and bees in the garden flew up and fled in a hurry. Is it warm or cold? It's easy to rain on autumn nights, but the sound of rain tonight is heartbreaking. It should be because this is the time to leave friends, so this autumn rain is so heartbreaking.

Autumn drizzle falls on the sparse window, and the raindrop imprint seems to be an ink painting painted on the screen. Could you please carefully weigh the tall buttonwood tree and the burnt-out candle, so as not to add sadness to the pond at this time? The lotus leaf has been blown off by the autumn wind. Who will cover Yuanyang instead of the lotus leaf tonight? You will walk a long way on the road, and you will be very tired after that. When you wake up, you will only be accompanied by a chilling voice of sadness.

5, there is more fragrance in the air here, and I hope 1000 yuan will go up in smoke.

Chun Qing: Xu Zaisi in Yuan Dynasty.

After birth, there will be no acacia, only acacia, and then acacia. The body is like a floating cloud, the heart is like a flying catkin, like it, like it constantly.

There is a lingering fragrance here, and the beloved doesn't know where to go. When is the most violent time when the symptoms of lovesickness come? It's when the light is half dark and the moon is half bright and half bright.

Explanation:

I don't know what acacia is from birth to now, and I only understand what acacia is, but I am deeply tortured by acacia. The body is like a cloud, the heart is like a fly, and the gas is like a wisp of hair. There is a faint scent here. Where are the eager couples? When is the pain of lovesickness the most severe? It's when the lights are half dim and the moon is half bright and half dark.

7. Poetry 1, untitled A misty rain blew from the east, Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin.

The wind in the east wind, the rain in the wind, the rain in the wind, the sound of light thunder came from the other side outside the lotus pond. There is also a locked golden toad incense burner. Cigarettes are elegantly wrapped, like pulleys in a jade pot, and the traction rope is pumped into the well water. Wang Wei dreamed that she was a beautiful young girl. Wang Wei had a pillow dream and wrote a poem. Never-ending, even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? !

The east wind is rustling and the drizzle is flying with the wind. There is a light thunder outside the lotus pond. A golden toad incense burner with a lock button, a cigarette lingering and elegant, shaped like a jade tiger pulley, pulling a rope to draw well water. Jia's daughter peeked at Han Shou through the curtains because she loved his youth and beauty. Wang Wei dreamed that Zhen Shiyin had a pillow and compared her poems to Fu Fei. Oh, my heart is no longer sprouting, the flower of spring; So as not to make me miss you inch by inch, and Hua Song lost his ashes.

2, "Lou Yu Chunchun Hate" Song: Yan Shu

On the grassy old road, he seemed that the couple left me easily and set off. The bell on the first floor struck the fifth watch, and the sadness in my heart was like being sprinkled in the spring rain in March. Ruthless people understand the sufferings of affectionate people, and the melancholy of one inch of acacia has become thousands of strands. Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time.

On the verdant Changting Road, he seemed like a couple, leaving me easily. The bell on the roof awakened Wu Geng's dream, and his heart was sad like the spring rain in March at the bottom of the flower. Where can a heartless person know the distress of a sentient person? An inch of acacia is inextricably linked. No matter how far the horizon is, that day will have an end, but people's sorrow is infinite and endless.

3. "A Prune Plum, Red Lotus Root Fragrance, Residual Jade Autumn" Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

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.

The lotus flower has faded, the fragrance has faded, and the bamboo mat is as cold as jade, showing a strong autumn. Gently take off the silk skirt and lie on the bed alone. Looking up at the distant sky, where white clouds are rolling, who will send the brocade book? It's time for the geese to line up and return to the south line by line. The moonlight is bright and soaking, and the lonely pavilion in the west is full.

Flowers, wandering by themselves, water, wandering by themselves, a kind of parting acacia, affecting two leisure worries. Ah, it can't be ruled out that this lovesickness, this sadness, has just disappeared from the frowning brow and is faintly entangled in my heart.

4. Acacia Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

Red bean shrubs grow in the south. In spring, they sprout many branches. People who miss them hope to collect more. Mix red bean has attracted people's attention.

Red and round red beans grow in the sunny south, how many are born in the spring season? I hope that people who miss me will collect more, and small red beans will attract acacia.

5. Jinse Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin

I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval. Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring. Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.

There are twenty-five strings in Thuben, but this poem was written after Li Shangyin's wife died, so fifty strings have the meaning of broken strings, but even so, every string and syllable of it is enough to express the yearning for that wonderful time. Zhuang Zhou actually knows that he is just a butterfly yearning for freedom. Wang Di's beautiful heart and behavior can move Du Fu. The shadow of the bright moon on the sea turned into tears like pearls.

8. What are the modern poems with the word "hope"? 1, there is a fragrance here, and I would like to travel for 1000 yuan. -Yuan Dynasty: Xu Zaisi's Guiling Chun Qing

There is a faint scent here, but my sweetheart doesn't know where to stay.

2, hands are soft, skin is like jelly, collar is like salamander, teeth are like rhinoceros, nodding your head, smiling skillfully, and looking forward to it. -Pre-Qin Dynasty: Unknown "Shuo Ren"

Hands are as soft as spring, skin is as white as jelly, neck is like salamander, and teeth are the neatest. Full forehead, slender eyebrows, touching smile and touching eyes.

3, leaning against the east wind, smiling and looking forward to shame. -Song: Xin Qiji's "Ruihexian Fu Mei"

Imagine the plum blossoms in the spring breeze and expect a smile. All the flowers are pale.

4, looking forward to sending the Milky Way, I was shocked into the night and turned to Qing business. -Qing Dynasty: Na Lan Xingde's "Magnolia is slow, and the autumn night rain begins to send Fen Liang south"

Translation: Far away, high out. Shang Qing, one of the five tones in ancient times, namely Shang Yin, has a sad tone. Here refers to the sound of autumn rain after dark. These three sentences mean that I am looking forward to the emergence of the lofty Tianhe, but it happened that there was a sad autumn rain at night.

5. Panyuan Flower Shop is embroidered, but thinner than before spring. -Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde's Sihexiang Mailang Qingfengliu

Finally, I hope the garden will be full of flowers, but people will be thinner than in winter.

6, the gentleman is so embarrassed, I don't know how to get lost. -Tang dynasty: two poems written by Li Bai for Fan Jinqing.

A gentleman is vain and lofty, and he doesn't know what people say.

7. Looking forward to a drunken dream, cutting candles in the small window, singing hate and flying to the silver clouds. -Song: Wu Wenying's "Cherish the yellow flowers slowly, Fujian Wu Gao"

The singer looked around slightly drunk, but also lingered deeply, as if he understood our feelings, and frequently cut candles at the small window. The song is full of sadness, and it doesn't hate to fly outside the cloud nine.

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9. Poems describing "looking forward to meeting" What poems describe "looking forward to meeting" are as follows:

1. Stone "Dream of the 20th day of the first month of Jiangchengzi"

Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.

At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.

2. The untitled Tang Shangyin was long before I met her, but it was longer than after we broke up.

It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming.

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.

In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.

There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .

3. Tang Shangyin's Short Message to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night.

When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.

When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.

4. Song Liqingzhao's "A piece of plum, red lotus root fragrance, residual jade dies in autumn"

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.

5. Song Liu Yong's "Dead Hua Lian, Leave a Dangerous Building"

Leaning against the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking forward to spring sorrow, and the sky is dark. In the afterglow of grass and smoke, no one can rely on the meaning of silence.

I plan to get drunk on the map of madness and sing songs for wine, which is strong and tasteless. I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.

The poem describing "Looking forward to meeting each other" is as follows:

6. Don Li Shangyin's "Jinse"

I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.

Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.

Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.

A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.

7. Don Wang Wei's Acacia

Red bean shrubs grow in the south and produce many branches in spring.

People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.

8. Shu's "Liang Zhu, windowsill, chrysanthemum, sadness, tears and dew"

The threshold chrysanthemum worries about smoke and tears, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away. The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate bitterness, and shines obliquely through Zhuhu Lake.

Last night, the west wind withered the trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon. Want to send colorful stationery and rulers, where do you know?

9. Don Li Bai's Sauvignon Blanc

Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang 'an.

Autumn insects are singing by the golden well, and the frost is shining on my mat like a small mirror.

High light flashing; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon.

Lonely as a flower, rising from the clouds!

Above, I see the blue and deep sky, below, I see the green and restless water.

The sky is high and the land is wide; My sadness flies painfully between them. Can I dream of crossing the mountain gate? .

Sauvignon Blanc, soul-destroying!

10. Tang Du Fu's Moonlit Night

In Fuzhou, far away, she is looking at the moonlight, looking at it alone from the window of her room. For our boys and girls, poor little baby, too young to know where the capital is.

Her cloudy hair is sweet with mist, and her jade-white shoulders are cold in the moonlight. When can we lie on the screen again and look at the bright light and stop crying? .

10. Xun: an ancient poem expressing the hope of meeting each other. Jun asked when the late rain rose near the autumn pool, but cut the candle at the west window to talk about the late rain.

At this time, the moon on the sea has been full, which has brought a long night of thoughts to the separated heart.

Friends and relatives in Luoyang are like asking each other a piece of ice heart in a jade pot.

From the east wind, a hundred flowers blossom. I have known her for a long time, but I have been apart for a long time.

There is one person missing from the place where Brother Yao knows to climb the mountain.

I don't know where to go, but Peach Blossom still smiles at Dongfeng.

When the moon was full last year, the flower market was lit like a willow tip. After dusk, when the moon is full this year, the lanterns are still missing. Last year, people cried Man Chun's sleeve.

Hate you is not like the bottom of the river, east and west, north and south, east and west, north and south. Hating you is like the full moon at the bottom of the river, but it is still full and still lost. When can you get together?

The grass in spring is green every year, but what about you, my friend Prince? .

Flying flowers are as light as dreams, and the rain is as thin as sorrow.

One thousand miles away from home, a maid-in-waiting lived here for twenty years. He went to Man Zi to see how she held back her tears.

Think of these for the time being. . . I thought it would be added. . . What do you want, a lover, a friend or a parent?