Poems about missing your lover at night

The poem about missing your lover at night is as follows:

First, Yu Linling, the chilling and sad song Liu Yong.

The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped. Farewell outside Kyoto, but not in the mood to drink, reluctant to leave, the people on board have been urging to start. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog.

Since ancient times, the most sad thing for sentimental people is to leave, not to mention the bleak autumn, how can they stand the sadness. Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together?

After autumn, cicadas cry quickly and sadly. Facing the pavilion, it was at night and a sudden rain had just stopped. Outside Kyoto, farewell dinner, but no mood to drink. When I was reluctant to go, the people on board had already urged me to start. Holding hands, looking at each other, my eyes were full of tears, and I couldn't speak until the end, and I couldn't say a thousand words in my throat. Thinking about going back to the south, this journey is another journey. Thousands of miles away, there is a wave of smoke and the dark night sky is endless.

Since ancient times, the most sad thing for passionate people is to leave, not to mention this bleak and cold autumn, how can this parting stand! Who knows where I will wake up tonight? I'm afraid only Liu 'an faces the sharp morning breeze and the waning moon at dawn. It's been a long time since I left each other, and people who love each other are no longer together. I think even if we meet fine weather and beautiful scenery, it just seems like nothing. Even if it is full of affection, who can you enjoy it with?

Second, a note to a friend in Bei Tang on a rainy night Li Shangyin asked that the return date was undecided, and the rain rose in the autumn pool in the evening. ? When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.

When you ask about the date of return, it's hard to say clearly. It rained cats and dogs all night in Bashan, and the autumn pool was full. When to go home, * * * cut the candle flowers in the west window and tell them face to face what it's like to rain late.

Third, a prune, red lotus root fragrance, residual jade, Qiu Ge, 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.

Fourth, midnight songs, singing He Zhu in the middle of the night.

In the middle of the night, the atrium just shines with pear blossoms and snowy moons. Pear blossom and snowy moon, sad, cuckoo crying blood. How should the prince and grandson say goodbye? Swallow goodbye, stop running water and sob for others.

In the middle of the night, the moonlight shines on the pear flowers in the courtyard like snow in winter, and the feeling of lovesickness is endless, which makes people sad, and Du Like cries blood. Why haven't the vagrant heard from you? At that time, I held back my tears and said goodbye to you on the path in Sang Rou. Only the running water in the tap seems to know my heart, making a gurgling sound, as if crying for me.