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A beautiful poem about love

Beautiful poems describing love:

1, the thin cloud is smart, the flying star is complaining, and the silver and the Chinese are all dark. 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. -Qin Guan's "Queqiao Fairy"

The faint colorful clouds are transformed into various ingenious patterns in the sky, and the meteors in the sky convey the sadness of acacia. Tonight I quietly crossed the distant and boundless galaxy. Tanabata meeting in the autumn wind and white dew is better than those couples who are together in the world.

2. Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn. -Li Shangyin "Untitled"

Without Cai Feng's wings, you can't compare with Qi Fei; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are closely linked.

3, on the moon, the willow shoots, people are about after dusk. On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year. I will never see my old friend last year again, and my tears are soaked through my clothes. -Ouyang Xiu's Life Checker

The moon rises at the top of the willow tree, and he asks me to talk to him after dusk. On the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are the same as last year. Never see last year's lover again, and Pearl's clothes are soaked with tears.

4, an inch of acacia, there is no arrangement in the world. -Li Guan's "The Recent Flowers"

There are countless strands of acacia in my small heart, but there is no place to arrange these thoughts in the vast world.

5, pale, white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. Tracing back and forth, the road is blocked and long. Swim back from it, in the middle of the water -Anonymous "Jia Jian"

Large areas of reeds are green, and the dew in the morning turns into frost. I miss my sweetheart. Standing on the other side of the river Go against the current to pursue her (him), and the road to follow her (him) is dangerous and long. Looking downstream, she (he) seems to be in the middle of the river.