Are there any poems describing the feelings of lovers when they are separated?

1, Yun Song Ling Zhen Xin Xiang

Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

The pillow is fragrant, and the flower diameter leaks. Meet each other and whisper after dusk. The season is thin and cold, wine is sick, pear blossoms are everywhere, and the east wind is thin all night.

Cover the silver screen and hang down your sleeves. Where the flute is played, the pulse is slightly funny. Heartbroken moon and cardamom, the moon seems to be at that time, and people seem to be at that time.

There is still incense on the pillow and spring in the flower path. Pear flower fell to the east wind overnight, and met her in a trance at dusk after illness, as if she had come to the place where she met at the beginning, whispering in the sunset.

Now the silver screen is covered again, and the shadow is single. In loneliness, I heard the flute. At this time, the first month shines with cardamom. At that time, we met under the moon. Now the moonlight is still there, but people are separated. Is she still vaguely the same?

It was wrong to pick mulberry seeds at that time.

Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

Now I know that I was wrong, and I feel very sad. Red tears stole down, full of spring breeze.

Knowing that there is no plan from now on, I still insist on a happy period. Don't be like this, all the pears fall and the moon goes west.

I didn't know I was wrong until now. My heart was desolate and confused. My tears fell silently. All I could see was the spring breeze, but things were different. Later, I realized there was nothing I could do, but I said I'll see you later and left. Pear flower falls is finished, and the moon is already in the western sky.

3, near the flowers, the fundus scenery can't stay.

Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

At present, the scenery can't stay, it's warm and fragrant, and I'm going to carve saddles. If you want to hide the road with tobacco, you will find that it is acacia.

Melancholy jade face has become a barrier, why not be a rich man? The broken belt left a begging word, and there was nowhere to find it.

You can't keep the beautiful scenery in front of you. In the warmth and fragrance, he got on his horse and started a long journey. I want to ask the willow to move away to block his way forward, but the willow is not acacia, how can I understand my sadness?

I feel bitter and melancholy for our distance. Why can't this east wind keep this bustling old dream? I still have the letter he wrote, but his horse has gone away, and I don't know where he is now.

4, Huanxisha Liuyangqian horseshoe

Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

Thousands of willows send horseshoes, and geese fly from north to south. Who among the guests will change into spring clothes?

At the end of my life, I return to the sunset, and I dream of wandering in a spring. I just said goodbye to you for a long time.

In the season when willows are lingering, I rode a good horse to travel far away. The geese from the north in spring all went to the south for the winter last year, and the season has changed when they are alone. Who will pack my things and dress me in spring clothes? Since ancient times, leisure can only be pinned on the afterglow of the sunset. This spring, my dream is to chase spider silk floating in the air. I just sent a letter home saying that I have been away from home for too long.

5. It's like a dream to meet each other late.

Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

Falling flowers are like a dream, sad and confused; The red sun set to the west of the building, and the room was filled with the smell of musk deer. ?

Infinite sadness makes the face of the boudoir thin, but no one knows her sadness. Play with the parrot at leisure and teach it to recite my lover's poems to me.

Translation: falling flowers are like a dream, sad and confused; Red sunset, small building west, indoor musk orchid fragrance. Infinite sadness makes the young lady in the boudoir look haggard, but no one knows her sadness. I'm fine. Doby parrot, teach it to recite the poem my lover gave me.