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Love sentences in ancient poems. Talk about love poems.

1. evening rain rose in autumn pool before your return. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about evening rain.

2, the moon, grown full now over the sea, Tianya * * * At this time. The people of love all hate the long night, sleepless nights and bring their loved ones to remembrance. Put out the candle to love this room full of moonlight, I wear clothes wandering deeply night dew cold. You can not hold the beautiful moonlight to you, only hope to meet you in dreamland.

3. One mountain, two mountains. The mountains are far away, the sky is high, and the misty water is cold. Chrysanthemum blossoms, chrysanthemum remains. The goose flying high has not been returned, and a curtain is idle.

4. How deep is the courtyard? The willows are piled with smoke, and the curtains are not numerous. Yule carving saddle swims in the smelting place, and the building is not high enough to see Zhangtai Road.

5. The rain and the wind are raging in March, and the door is covered with dusk, so there is no plan to stay in spring. Tears asked the flowers to be silent, and the red flew over the swing.

6. You know that my concubine has a husband, and give me two pearls.

7. The lingering feeling of your husband lies in Hongluoluo.

8. My high-rise building rises from the garden, and my lover holds a halberd in the bright light.

9. Knowing that your heart is like the sun and the moon, your husband vows to live and die together.

1. Tears are falling when I return to your pearl, and I hate not meeting you before I get married.

11. Hard work is the most pity for the sky and the moon. The past is like a ring, and the past has become a sigh. If the moon is bright at last, I will not hesitate to be hot with snow and ice.

12. It's easy to die without that dust, but the swallow remains, said the soft curtain hook. After singing the autumn grave, the sorrow did not rest, and the spring bush recognized the amphibious butterfly.

13, the flowering period is negative every year! In the spring, only sadness is arranged to send the spring home. Plum blossom snow, pear blossom moon, total acacia. Naturally, spring comes without knowing it.

14, chilling and sad, late for the pavilion, the shower began to rest. In Kyoto city peripherals farewell, but did not drink the mood, is reluctant to leave, the boat people have been urged to start. Holding hands looked at each other, tears in eyes, until finally there was no words, a thousand words choking on the throat can not say.

15. When I miss it, it's a thousand miles away, and the dusk is heavy. Since ancient times, the sentimental people most sad is the departure, not to mention the autumn of the bleak, which can withstand the sadness. Who knows where I am when I sober tonight? Fear is only the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the waning of the waning of the waning moon. This is a long time, the people who fall in love are not together, I expect even to meet the good weather, good scenery, as in name only. Even if there is full of emotion, and who can enjoy it with?

16. Wet clouds stick to the shadows of geese. Looking at the road and worrying about it, it is difficult to leave the mood. A thousand dollars buys a scene. But the sparse clock urges the dawn, and the crows crow. Flowers are dark. Many feelings and dreams of meeting. I went to the clouds and didn't come back, but I also sent a message.

17. Ming Luan is in the heart, crossing the crane is high, and there is no Huai in the later stage. Love is waiting for you. Provoked, old hate. I'm afraid that where Heaven teaches me, Shuang Yan will be uneven, and I'll still be stained with residual vermilion powder. Love ling Hua and Xiang Yu, and see who is thin.

18. The warbler in spring is fascinated by the emerald willow. Smoke partition, clear waves far away. Cold pressing heavy curtain and curtain embroidery. The sleeve furnace is fragrant, the east wind is strong, and it is blown through.

19. It's a rush. Old acacia, partial to spare day. Spring is full of love and half of wine. Jade trace pin, like plum blossom, is thinner.