Poems about faithful love

First, Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow in Tang Dynasty

In heaven, let's be two birds flying together forever, and on earth, let's be two trees linked together forever.

The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.

Translation:

In heaven, I would like to be a bird flying with me. On earth, I would like to grow branches together.

Even if it lasts forever, there will always be an end, but this life-and-death feud will never end.

Second, Su Shi's "Recalling Dreams in the First Month of Jiang" in the Song Dynasty

Ten years of life and death are two boundless. Don't think about it. 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.

When night came, my dream suddenly came home. The window of Xiao Xuan. Dress up. 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.

Translation:

It's been ten years since you and I said goodbye, but it's still hard to look at each other after all. Thousands of miles away, that lonely grave has nowhere to pour out its sadness to you. Even if the husband and wife met, you wouldn't recognize me. I'm covered in dust and my temples are like frost.

Last night, I dreamed of going back to my hometown, and you were dressing in front of the cabin window. You and I are silent and sad, only tears flow thousands of lines. It is expected that the place where I missed her in the past was on the short Songshan Mountain on a bright moon night.

Third, the Song Dynasty Yan Shu's "Butterfly Lovers, Threshold Chrysanthemum, Sorrow, Smoke, Blue 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?

Translation:

In the morning, the chrysanthemum outside the railing was covered with a layer of sad smoke, and the orchid dew seemed to be crying dew. Between the screens, there was a faint chill, and a Shuang Yanzi flew away. Yue Ming didn't understand the pain of parting, and oblique Yin Hui went into Zhuhu Lake until dawn.

Last night, the west wind was fierce and dried up the green trees. I climbed the tall building alone and watched the road disappear at the end of the world. I want to send a letter to my lover. But the mountains are endless and the water is endless. I don't know where my sweetheart is.

Fourth, Xin Qiji's jade case Yuan Xi was in Song Dynasty.

One night, the east wind made up thousands of trees and flowers, blowing off the stars and rain. BMW carved cars are full of incense. Phoenix flute moves, jade pot turns, fish dragon dances all night.

Moths, snow, willows, golden buildings, laughter and fragrance disappear. Looking for him in the crowd, suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit.

Translation:

Like the east wind blowing away thousands of trees and flowers, it also blows fireworks like rain. The luxurious carriage is full of fragrance. The melodious sound of the phoenix flute echoed everywhere, the moon like a jade pot gradually tilted westward, and the fish dragon lantern danced all night.

The beautiful woman wears bright ornaments on her head and walks with the crowd, smiling and smelling. I looked for her thousands of times in the crowd, suddenly turned around, but inadvertently found her in the scattered lights.

Five, the Song Dynasty Qin Guan's "Queqiao Xianxian Qiao Yun"

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. 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.

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. As long as two people love us to the end, why covet my Heron?

Translation:

Thin clouds are changing exquisite patterns, and flying meteors convey meticulous regrets. The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl were silent and crossed the long Han Yin. Although the encounter in the autumn wind and the white dew is short-lived, it is better than countless ordinary days and nights on earth.

Tender feelings are as continuous as running water, and the day of reunion is as ethereal as a dream. How can you bear to look back at your way home on the magpie bridge? As long as two hearts love each other forever, why must we be together every day!