Poetry about missing my husband

1. The poem of missing my husband is 1. Sorrow and parting should be the same, and the most is that there is no clear resentment in the moonlight. -Nalan Xingde's "Young Beauty"

2, once the sea was difficult for water, amber forever. -Yuan Zhen's "Thinking from Four Poems"

3. Enter my lovesick door and know my lovesick. Sauvignon Blanc is like a memory, and short lovesick is infinite. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"

4, the breadth of life and death, Zi Chengqi said. Hold your hand and grow old with your son. -Anonymous "The Book of Songs, High Wind and Drumming"

It is meaningless to say nothing except half a paper. -Sister Chen Pengjie's "Send Two Songs Outside"

6. Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. What's more, it is a cold autumn festival. -Liu Yong's "Yulinling"

7. If you want to send a colored ruler, where the mountains are long, where the water is wide. -Yan Shu's "Magpie Tread"

I feel your husband's love. Looking back, tears filled my eyes. -Lu Tong's "Daughter Song Upstairs"

9. Red rocks are in the clouds and fish are in the water. It's hard to feel this way. -Yan Shu's Two Songs of Qingping Music

10, hate like spring grass, still exists. -Li Yu's "Qing Ping Le"

1 1, I still shed a bowl of heartless tears. I hate shaving before I meet you. -Su Shi Yi

12, tears can be traced back to the end, and it is difficult to send without words. -Chen Duansheng's "Send Outside"

13, if you teach people without hatred, you don't believe there are hoary heads in the world. -Xin Qiji's "Partridge Sky"

14, I'll keep my eyes open all night, worrying about your brow for a lifetime. -Yuan Zhen's Three Sorrow Poems The Third

15, lovesickness has no words, don't waste your tears on flowers. -Yan's "Three Songs and Two Songs of Partridge Sky"

2. Poems about "Missing Your Husband" What poems about "Missing Your Husband" are:

1. The green purple stripes are lingering in my heart. If I didn't go to see you, didn't you get my letter? Green and purple. I've been thinking about it for a long time. If I never visit you, can't you take the initiative? Tune it up, in the city. A day without seeing your face seems as long as March! -The Book of Songs, Zheng Feng, Arrogant.

2. Pick your ears, not your basket. Well, I'm pregnant, so I went somewhere else. When climbing the high Rocky Mountain, the horse's feet were down. Let's pour the golden pot of wine first to comfort my grief. Climbing up the high mountain ridge, the horse's legs are already soft and confused. Fill my glass and keep me away from my inner sadness. Climbing up the rock with difficulty, the horse fell to one side wearily, and the servants were exhausted, but they were sad and worried! -The Book of Songs Nan Zhou Juaner

3. Boxi Xi, the country of Xi. Bo was also the first king. From the east of Bo, my head is like a flying canopy. Is there any ointment? Who is suitable for it? It's raining, it's raining and the sun is shining. I am willing to talk, I am willing to take the first disease. How to get the grass, say the back of the tree. I am willing to think about it, which makes me feel very uncomfortable. -"Guo Feng Feng Wei Bo Xi"

1. In The Quiet Woman, "A quiet woman is beautiful, and I am in the corner. Love but not see, scratch your head. " It depicts a quiet girl dating her lover in the corner of the city but deliberately avoiding him and letting him scratch his head and wait for him. In "Chen Fengze North", the feeling of missing is even stronger: "Two evils: Pu and He. If there is a beautiful person, what injury is it? I have nothing to do, I am very embarrassed. " A woman saw a handsome man by the lotus pond. She missed him all night and couldn't sleep. As a result, she was "crushed" by acacia.

2. In Feng Wang Yang Zhi Shui, "Yang Zhi Shui has no salary. His son will not defend himself in front of me. I am pregnant, I am pregnant, I want to return the moon! " It is the soldiers guarding the border who are homesick. "Bo" describes a woman's deep yearning for her husband: "From the east of Bo, my head is a flying canopy. No ointment? Who is suitable for it! I am willing to talk, I am willing to take the first disease. I am willing to talk and think. This makes my heart ache. " Since my husband followed Wang Zhengdong. Women's hair is messy, not because they don't have oil to wash, but because they don't know who to repair their faces for! It's a pity that my sweetheart can't see "Give Me Back the Moon" and "Who's Suitable", and they can only be hung by words for future generations.

3. In The Book of Songs, tang style Ge Sheng tells a woman's yearning for her late husband. The poem is heartbreaking: "Ge Sheng is ignorant, but he wanders in the wild. Who died for America? Are you alone? Summer and winter nights. After I am a hundred years old, I will return to my home. " The kudzu vine is full of thorns and grass. My husband died here. Who will accompany him? How sad he is alone. Have pity on my surviving people. Summer is long and winter is bleak. It will be a hundred years before I will be with you.

3. Poems about "husband" 1. Untitled misty rain from East tang style: misty rain from Li Shangyin's east wind, and the wheels outside the Furong Pool faintly thunder.

There is also a locked golden toad incense burner. Cigarettes are elegantly wrapped, like pulleys in a jade pot, and the traction rope is pumped into the well water. Wang Wei dreamed that she was a beautiful young girl. Wang Wei had a pillow dream and wrote a poem.

Never-ending, even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? ! 2. "Send away" Tang Dynasty: Zhang Bi never dreamed of going to Xie Jia, and the small corridor turned around. Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate, and it also shines on the courtyard flowers for the people.

3. Song: Qin Guan is thin and clever, flying stars spread grievances, and silver is 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.

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. If two kinds of feelings last for a long time, sooner or later. 4. "The Fifth Miscellaneous Poem of Jihai" is clear: Gong Zizhen is far away from the sun, and the whip refers to the end of the world.

I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation. 5. "Drumming" Pre-Qin: Drumming anonymously and boring, actively using troops.

Cao Tuguocheng, I travel south alone. From Sun Zizhong, Chen Pinghe and Song Dynasty.

No, I'm going home. I'm worried. Where do you live? Lost his horse? For it? Under the forest.

Life and death are generous, and Zi Cheng says. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.

I am rich, but I am still alive. Sorry, but I believe it.

1. untitled a misty rain is blowing from the east. The east wind rustles and the drizzle dances with the wind. There is a light thunder outside the lotus pond. A golden toad incense burner, with a lock button, is filled with cigarettes, elegant and shaped like a jade tiger pulley, and pulls a rope to pump well water.

Jia's daughter peeked at Han Shou through the curtains because she loved his youth and beauty. Wang Wei dreamed that Zhen Shiyin had a pillow and compared her poems to Fu Fei. Oh, my heart is no longer sprouting, the flower of spring; So as not to make me miss you inch by inch, and Hua Song lost his ashes.

2. I came to Xie Jia vaguely in my dream, wandering under the railing of a small cloister. Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate and shines in the courtyard away from people.

Thin clouds change in the sky, and 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.

* * * v. Acacia, tender as water, short will be like a dream, can't bear to see the magpie bridge road when leaving. As long as two people love each other till death do us part, why do you want to be very much in love?

4. Ji Hai's Miscellaneous Poems: The fifth translation: the sadness of parting extends to the distant place where the sun sets. When you leave Beijing, you will feel that you are at the end of the world, and a whip is drawn to the east. I quit my job and went home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but it was not a heartless thing. It has become the soil of spring and can also play a role in cultivating the next generation.

When the drums are ringing, the soldiers will practice bravely. (People) stayed at home to build Cao Cao City, and only I went to the south.

Follow Sun Zizhong to pacify Chen and Song. I'm not allowed to go home, which worries me.

So where is the person? So where did the horse go? Where can I find it? In the mountains and forests. Life and death come and go, as I once told you.

Hold your hand and grow old with your son. Alas, it's been too long.

Let me not meet (you). Alas, it's too far from the fulfillment of my vows.

4. Poetry 1. Untitled misty rain blows from the east

Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin

The wind in the east wind, the rain in the wind, the rain in the wind, the sound of light thunder came from the other side outside the lotus pond.

There is also a locked golden toad incense burner. Cigarettes are elegantly wrapped, like pulleys in a jade pot, and the traction rope is pumped into the well water.

Wang Wei dreamed that she was a beautiful young girl. Wang Wei had a pillow dream and wrote a poem.

Never-ending, even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? !

2. The sender

Tang Dynasty: Zhang Mi

Don't dream of thanking, wandering under the railing of the small corridor.

Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate, and it also shines on the courtyard flowers for the people.

3. Qiao Yun, the Fairy of Queqiao.

Song dynasty: Qin Guan

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.

If the relationship between two people lasts for a long time, is it a matter of time?

4. Ji Hai's Miscellaneous Poems V

Qing Dynasty: Gong Zizhen

The vast sadness of parting extends to the setting sun, away from Beijing, riding a whip to the east, feeling that people are on earth.

I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation.

5. "Drumming"

Pre-Qin Dynasty: Anonymous

Drums are dull and soldiers actively use them. Cao Tuguocheng, I travel south alone.

From Sun Zizhong, Chen Pinghe and Song Dynasty. No, I'm going home. I'm worried.

Where do you live? Lost his horse? For it? Under the forest.

Life and death are generous, and Zi Cheng says. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.

I am rich, but I am still alive. Sorry, but I believe it.

1. untitled a misty rain blew from the east with the wind.

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The east wind is rustling and the drizzle is flying with the wind.

Outside the lotus pond, there was a gentle thunder.

Golden toad incense burner with lock button, cigarette wrapped around, elegant,

A pulley shaped like a jade tiger pulls a rope to draw well water.

Jia's daughter peeked at Han Shou through the curtains because she loved his youth and beauty.

Wang Wei dreamed that Zhen Shiyin left a pillow and compared poetry to Fu Fei.

Oh, my heart is no longer sprouting, the flower of spring;

So as not to make me miss you inch by inch, and Hua Song lost his ashes.

2. transmitter

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Don't come to Xie Jia vaguely in your dream and wander under the railing of a small cloister.

Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate and shines in the courtyard away from people.

3. Queqiao Xianyun is very clever.

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Thin clouds are changing in the sky, meteors are conveying the sadness of acacia in the sky, and I quietly crossed the distant and boundless galaxy tonight. Tanabata meeting in the autumn wind and white dew is better than those couples who are together in the world.

* * * v. Acacia, tender as water, short will be like a dream, can't bear to see the magpie bridge road when leaving. As long as two people love each other till death do us part, why do you want to be very much in love?

4. Ji Hai's Miscellaneous Poems (5)

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The sadness of parting extends to the distant sunset. When I left Beijing, I felt like I was at the end of the world with a wave of my whip to the east.

I quit my job and went home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but it was not a heartless thing. It has become the soil of spring and can also play a role in cultivating the next generation.

beat a drum

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The drums sounded, and the soldiers will bravely train. (People) stayed at home to build Cao Cao City, and only I went to the south.

Follow Sun Zizhong to pacify Chen and Song. I'm not allowed to go home, which worries me.

So where is the person? So where did the horse go? Where can I find it? In the mountains and forests.

Life and death come and go, as I once told you. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.

Alas, it's been too long. Let me not meet (you). Alas, it's too far from the fulfillment of my vows.

5. Women miss men's ancient poem "Recalling Dreams on the 20th of the first month of Jiang". Ten years of life and death, thoughtless and 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.

At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears

It is estimated that the annual heartbroken place, moonlit night, short matsuoka. "A short message to a friend in the north 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 cut the plum, the red lotus root fragrance remains in autumn." Li Qingzhao's red lotus root fragrance remains in autumn in Song Dynasty.

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. Liu is in a dangerous building.

Looking forward to spring sorrow, the sky is dark. In the afterglow of grass and smoke.

Who knows why I lean on the tracks silently? I'm getting drunk.

When drinking is a song, strong music is still tasteless. I don't regret widening my belt.

It's worth getting tired for my coquetry.

6. It is better to miss a person's poem and hate a person's poem than a letter in the tide. Acacia began to feel that the sea was not deep.

The ends of the earth are poor and white, only endless lovesickness.

If you don't miss your life, you will miss it and it will hurt you.

Think back to her lover, lover, the person far away from the horizon, the eyes that sent her away, and the source of tears now.

Acacia knows when to meet, and this night is embarrassing.

Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? .

I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.

I miss you like a full moon, and the brightness is decreasing every night.

High-rise buildings in Yue Ming are exclusive. Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears.

Ten years of life and death! Never think, never forget.

Flowers from Shui Piao to water, one kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.

I live at the head of the Yangtze River and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water.

How can we be heartless if we don't see each other?

People say that acacia is bitter, but I am partial to acacia. It's hard to sleep every night, and I know it very well.

7. Ask for some ancient poems about women missing their husbands (urgent 1, Autumn Sunset in Gan Caozi by Liu Yong in Song Dynasty).

Autumn dusk. Fall on the fallen lotus, the real pearl falls on the rain. The moon is born after the rain, and it is freezing.

There is no companion in the pool beside the fence. Nai this, lonely mood. But next to the golden cage parrot. Read the words of Pink Lang.

One night in autumn, it rained cats and dogs. The lotus in the pond was beaten, and the rain beads were crystal clear as pearls. After the rain stopped and the wind stopped, the bright moon rose. Yuanyangpu is air cooled. She stared at the railing alone, sad and lonely. Lonely sleep tormented her heart. She stood by the birdcage, teasing the parrot and telling it how much she missed her husband.

2. Fangcaodu by Zhu He in Song Dynasty.

Keep the sign and send it away from the cup. Shame on tears, twist green plums. Whispered when to come back. Yan advised: Who will row this night?

If you go, you will be far from Penglai. Thousands of miles away, the letter is good. Acacia became the base of the disease. And find a convenient place to send it to the future.

Persuade people who are about to travel, persuade them to drink frequently and hold on to the reins. Tears fell like rain. Turn your head down and ask the return date in a low voice. After parting, what's your mind for playing the piano and harp tonight?

You go to distant places. Thousands of miles away, thousands of miles away, the two places are isolated. Being sick because of lovesickness, what kind of feeling it is to be sick. Write to tell yourself your troubles and find a convenient way to send them to him.

3. Huang Furan's Spring Thought in Tang Dynasty.

Ying Ge predicted the New Year, and Ma Yilongdui was a thousand miles away. I live next to the Han Palace Garden in Jingshi, and my heart flies to the lake with the bright moon.

Brocade palindromes tell the long hatred of missing, and flowers bloom upstairs to make fun of my being single. Excuse me, when will your coach, General Liu, draw back the stone tablet?

Yinggeyan language indicates that the new year is coming, and Mayi's dragon pile is a thousand miles away. I live in the Han Palace next to Beijing, and my heart flies to the border with the bright moon. Brocade palindromes tell the long-lasting hatred of missing, and the flowers upstairs make fun of me and still sleep alone. Excuse me, when will your commander-in-chief Dou Xian return to Yanran?

4. Wang Changling in Tang Dynasty will always be in my heart.

A young woman in the boudoir will never be sad; Spring came dressed up and boarded Chui Building alone.

Suddenly I saw the green willows, and I felt uncomfortable; Oh, I regret that I shouldn't have asked my husband to find Hou Feng.

Young women in boudoir never have the worry of lovesickness and parting. On a beautiful spring day, she dressed up and climbed the Cuilou happily. Suddenly, I saw the willows in the wild green and full of the breath of spring. I really regret letting my husband join the army and seal the post.

5, the Han dynasty anonymous "line again"

You walk, walk, walk all the time, thus separating your life from mine. Since then, you and I have traveled thousands of miles, I am in heaven, and you are in heaven.

The road is so dangerous and far away, when I meet you, can I know when? North Malaysia is still attached to the north wind, south birds fly north, and nest in the south branch.

The longer they are apart, the wider they become and the thinner they become. Wandering clouds cover the sun, and wanderers are reluctant to return in foreign countries.

Just because I want you to age me, another year will soon end. There are many other things to say, just wish you take care of yourself and don't be hungry and cold.

Go, go, go, go straight, so I am separated from you alive. From then on, you and I are thousands of miles apart. I am at the end of the day, and you are at the end of the day. The road is hard and long. Do you know when we can meet? The northern horse is attached to the north wind, and the southern nest is attached to the southern branch.

The longer we are apart from each other, the wider our clothes are and the thinner we are. The wandering clouds covered the sun, and the wanderers from other places didn't want to return it. I miss you physically and mentally, and you haven't come back for another year. I don't need to say anything about all this. I only wish you take care and don't be hungry and cold.

8. The most famous poem about women missing men is: a letter from Zhuo Wenjun to her husband Sima Xiangru in the Western Han Dynasty.

Say goodbye, the two places are linked together, just say March and April.

Who knows the lyre that 1956 accidentally played?

Eight-part essay can't be passed down, and nine chains are never interrupted.

Shiliting is anxious to see.

I miss you so much that I can't help blaming Lang.

A thousand words can't be said, and you are annoyed.

Chongyang climbs the mountain to see if the lonely goose is full in August and the Mid-Autumn Festival is round.

In July and a half, incense and candlelight were burned to ask heaven.

In the dog days of June, everyone shakes my heart.

In May, pomegranate was like fire, but it was soaked in cold water bath.

April loquat is not yellow, and I want to be confused in front of the mirror.

In a hurry, the peach blossoms turn with the water in March

In February, the kite string was broken.

Lang Lang can't wait for the next life, you are a woman and I am a man.

Women miss men most in spring. In ancient times, estrus was a longing for spring. When spring comes, this yearning will be particularly strong, because many animals mate and breed in spring, and it is inevitable that they will miss it when they are alone.

There were many such poems in ancient times. Here is a typical example for readers' reference:

Chunsi

Dynasty: Tang Dynasty

Author: Li Bai

Original text:

The grass is as green as Beth, and the mulberry leaves in Qin area are green.

When you miss your hometown, you were missed and sad a long time ago.

Spring breeze, you and I don't know each other. Why do I feel sad when it blows to Luo Zhang?

Poetic:

Swallow spring grass, tender as moss,

Mulberry leaves in the Qin Dynasty were thick enough to bend branches.

Lang Jun, when you are homesick at the border,

It is the time when I miss you at home and my heart aches.

My man is in Yan Di, and I am in Qin.

Spring comes early in Qin, and when spring comes in Yan,

Lovers may start to feel homesick, but by this time Qin has

It's late spring, that is, when you are homesick.

I've been missing for a spring, and my intestines are about to break. )

Affectionate spring breeze, I don't know you,

Why did you break into the camel and disturb my mind?

That is, spring breeze can only arouse infinite desires, and my lover is not around.

Don't bother me, lest your heart break unnecessarily. )