What are the poems about missing your boyfriend?

1. People don't know where to go, but peach blossoms still smile at the spring breeze. 2. After the New Year, it should be a good time. Customs are strange, who to talk to. Last year's Lantern Festival, the flower market was full of lights. The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at 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. It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song. There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! . 5. When will Acacia meet? At this point, the night is awkward. 6, flowers from Shui Piao to the water, a kind of acacia, two kinds of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind. 7, ten years of life and death, not thinking, unforgettable, thousands of miles away, nowhere to be sad. 8. When you ask about the untimely return date, late rain will rise in the autumn pool. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night. 9, everlasting, everlasting; One day, both will end, and this disgusting cotton has no end.