Poetry expressing boys' yearning for girls

Poetry about boys missing girls 1. Poetry about men missing women.

1, an inch of acacia, there is no arrangement in the world. -Li Guan's "Dead Hua Lian"

2. Look at the sky at dusk, look at the clouds, walk and miss you, and sit and miss you.

3. When will Acacia meet? At this point, the night is awkward.

I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.

5, Mingyuelou rests alone, and the wine enters the intestines and turns into acacia tears. -Fan Zhongyan's Su Muzhe

6. I'm afraid of lovesickness. I've thought about it. It's my turn to lovesickness. There's a trace on my brow.

7, overlapping tears, life is only difficult to die. -Wen, "The Recent Flowers"

8, speechless, dark acacia, no one knows outside the heart. Bai Juyi

9. There are trees and branches in the mountains, I don't know. Just because I think, when I look back on you, I miss your dynasty and dusk.

10, ruthlessness is better than sentimentality, and an inch is still inextricably linked. -"Jade House Spring"

1 1, a daughter bought it like a blessing. Who complains about this situation? -Xin Qiji's "Fishing"

12, when there is poverty in the corner of the world, there is only endless acacia. Poems of Men Missing Women in "Spring on the Jade Tower"

13, nothing is too heavy, and I can bear the burden of leaving sadness. -Sister Chen Pengjie's "Send Two Songs Outside"

When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches? People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.

15, when you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I have been lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time.

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

17, if you don't miss it all your life, you will miss it and hurt it. Break the order of laurel

18, parting grief storm; Acacia bitter cold frost and snow; The past was a starry night; Stay until tomorrow's rosy clouds.

19, the bright moon is not ripe and bitter, and the oblique light passes through Zhuhu Lake. -Yan Shu's "Magpie Tread"

20. Shen Yan, a fish, traveled all over the world and began to believe that the world was free from suffering. -Dai Shulun's acacia.

2 1, don't come to Le Shu, who is half a year old, and stay an inch away from his intestines. -Wei Zhuang's "Ying Tianchang"

22. I don't know that the meaning of drunkenness is not in water, but the boat is full of dreams and presses the Milky Way. Love Poem

23, life is born infatuated, this hate has nothing to do with romantic. -Ouyang Xiu's Lou Yuchun

24. The feeling that the geese are in the clouds and the fish are in the water is hard to get rid of. -Yan Shu's Two Songs of Qingping Music

25. I know that this love will not have any result, but it can comfort my soul! . Untitled six songs, the third song

2. Men's Poems about Women's Acacia

I can't wait, I can't wait, I'm carefree, I toss and turn.

I haven't seen you for a day, like March! He chooses Xiao Xi, but he doesn't see you for a day, like Sanqiu Xi! I haven't seen you all day, as if I were only three years old! You are so affectionate when you are jealous of me. Love is hot in many places.

Twist a piece of mud to make you and me. Break us together and mix with water.

Twist the other you and shape the other me. I got you into the mire, and you got me into the mire.

Born like you, died like you. Parting is bitter water, loneliness is a spoonful of coffee. I make acacia thick, taste the fragrance you left behind like Xijiang River, and it flows east day and night.

"Sorrow in Jiangling"-"Send a Person"-Zhang Ji's tears are always there, but it's hard to say anything. -Chen Duansheng's love will be there sooner or later if it lasts for a long time.

-Qin Guan linglong dice An Hongdou, how much do you know about bone acacia? -Yang Liuzhi-Falling in love is not heartless, but turning into spring mud will protect flowers more-Gong Zizhen is afraid of lovesickness and has long thought about it. It was his turn to bid farewell to lovesickness, and his brow showed a trace. -Yu Yan-If you don't miss your life, you will miss it and it will hurt you.

"Folding the Moon Order"-Xu Zaisi-After the bleak farewell, the two should be the same, at most, there is no obvious resentment under the moon. Diary about love "Yu Meiren"-Nalan Xingde-People enter the river like the wind, and love falls into the rain.

Zhou Bangyan-Life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance-Ouyang Xiu entered my lovesick door and knew that I was lovesick for a long time. -Li Bai-Ten years of life and death. If you don't think about it, you will never forget it.

-Su Shi was born and died, and Zi Cheng said. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.

-"The Book of Songs" He was born infatuated with love, and there is no place for lovesickness in the world. "Reducing the word Huanxisha"-Zhouyi is not old and difficult to get rid of.

The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it. -Zhang Xian When there is poverty in the corner of the world, there is only endless acacia.

Spring in the Jade House-Beautiful-Without Cai Feng's wings, I feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn. -Li Shangyin Yesterday I was gone, and Yang Liu Yiyi.

Today, I think about it. It rains and snows, and it looks at the sky and clouds at dusk. I miss you when I walk, but I miss you when I sit. -Tang Yin-When will Acacia meet? At this point, the night is awkward.

-Li Bai-How many lovesickness one-night stands? The ends of the earth are not long. I miss my lover's poem Swallow House-Zhang's lovesickness poem-I don't miss lovesickness either, so I can avoid lovesickness.

After careful consideration, I would rather miss you! Zhao Biyu How can a flowering tree let you meet me? At my best moment, I prayed for this in front of the Buddha for 500 years, begging him to let us have a dusty relationship. -Xi Murong The wider the clothes are, the more you will never regret it. He will languish for Iraq.

-Liu Yong has a beautiful woman, and she will never forget it when she sees it. If he doesn't see her for a day, he will think like a madman. The song "Feng Qiu Qin Huang Ge" I miss was once an ocean of water and eternal amber-what Yuan Zhen left you this time was wind, rain and night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends.

Fubie. -Zheng Chouyu-I know this kind of love will not have any result, but it can comfort my soul! .

Qq talks about the mood phrase "Untitled No.3 of Six Poems"-Li Shangyin-I miss the saddest poem: flowers from Shui Piao to water, a kind of lovesickness, the two places are carefree and sad, and they can't disappear, but they come to mind just for frowning. "The Moon is Full in the West Building"-Li Qingzhao-I miss the most painful poem: ruthlessness is not like affection, and there are still thousands of threads in one inch.

-Yu Lou Chun-Yan Shu-.

3. Ask men to express their ideas to women.

Looking at the moon, thinking of a person in the distance, Zhang Jiuling, the moon, is now full at sea. At this time, Tianya * * * brings a separated heart, and the night is long and considerate. Although I blew out the candle, it didn't get dark. Although I put on my coat, it didn't get warm, so I left my message to the moon and still had a dream. Lyrics of autumn wind Li Bai, autumn wind is clear, autumn moon is bright, fallen leaves gather and disperse, and Western jackdaw wakes up.

It's embarrassing to meet each other on blind dates; When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick and bitter. Looking back, I am lovesick and infinite. If I had known this, I wouldn't have known him. Liu Yuxi, a poet of Zhuzhi Ci, heard singing on the Langjiang River in Jiang Shuiping.

Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny. Liu Yuxi's bamboo ci is full of peach blossoms, and the spring water in Shu hits the mountain stream.

A girl saw it and thought that her husband's love was as fleeting as this peach blossom, and infinite sadness was like this endless river of water. The swallow tower is upstairs, accompanied by a broken lamp and dawn frost, and a lonely person gets up from a acacia tree.

How much is a one-night stand for lovesickness? The ends of the earth are not long. Jinse Li Shangyin I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each with a youthful interval.

Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring. Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.

A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. Untitled Li Shangyin: You said you would come, but you didn't come. You didn't leave any trace for me, except the moonlight on your tower at five o'clock.

The dream in the wound is far from being called; When I woke up, I began to write a letter. Blue candle burns its kingfisher feather lamp, and musk embroiders hibiscus slightly.

But what I can't reach is the magic mountain. You are over there, beyond Wanfeng. Untitled Li Shangyin There are many curtains in your carefree house, where ecstasy lasts all night.

The Wushan goddess of Chu was originally a dream; Qingxi is the residence of my sister-in-law, and there is no lang here. Storms make nut horns ecstasy, and the moon dew sweetens cinnamon leaves? Although fully aware of lovesickness, there is no good health; I am infatuated with it to the end and fall in love for life.

Untitled Li Shangyin I have known her for a long time, and we have been apart for a long time. Spring silkworms die, and candles burn every night. When I see clouds change in the morning mirror, I dare to sing Pengshan at night. Oh, Jade Bird, listen! -Give me what she said! Untitled Li Shangyin, last night's stars and last night's wind, Guitang East on the west side of the painting building. Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same.

Guessing and intrigue, wine warms the heart; This group of people came to the bet of drinking friends, and a win-lose red in candlelight. Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind.

Li Shangyin, who traveled alone in Qujiang in late autumn, hated being born in the spring when lotus leaves were born, and in the autumn when lotus leaves were withered. I know I've been in love for a long time, and I'm disappointed with the sound of the river in Wangjiangtou.

A short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night, Li Shangyin asked about the untimely return date, and the rain rose to Qiuchi in the evening. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.

Judging from Yuan Zhen's thought, the sea is difficult for water, and amber is forever. Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be.

Cuihu, the capital of Nanzhuang, last year, today, at this gate, people face peach blossoms. Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.

Farewell to Du Mu was affectionate but always heartless, only feeling that he could not laugh before he died. The candle on the table lit the heart, and it also saw the parting; You see, it shed tears for us and flowed to the morning.

Send Zhang Bi to the dream, and the small corridor turns around. Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate, and it also shines on the courtyard flowers for the people.

The waterline of Li Yi, who writes about love, is full of precious thoughts. From then on, there is no good night, let him go down to the west wing in the bright moon.

Prince Cui Jiao, the son of a handmaiden, followed in his footsteps, and Green Pearl shed tears. Xiao Lang was a passer-by as soon as Houmen entered the sea.

I am a member, he is ashamed to cover his sleeves in the sun, and he is too lazy to put on makeup in spring. It's easier to find priceless treasure than to have a lover.

Tears are hidden on the pillow, and flowers are heartbroken. You can spy out why Song Yu hates Wang Chang. Jiangling rushed to send thousands of maple leaves to the river bridge.

Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night. Sauvignon Blanc flows easily, Surabaya flows, and flows to Guazhou Ancient Ferry. Wu Shan is a little worried.

Think of dragons, hate dragons, hate to rest when returning, and the moon people lean on the building. Watching Wen wash and dress in Jiangnan, leaning against Wangjiang Tower alone.

After all, Qian Fan is not here, and the oblique light is full of water, and Bai Pingzhou is heartbroken! Sauvignon blanc forest is covered with green mountains and green moons. The green hills on both sides of the strait greet each other.

Who knows the feeling of parting? Your tears are full and mine are full. The ribbon knot is not finished.

The tide at the head of the river has ebbed. I met Yu and went to the west wing without saying a word. The moon was like a hook.

Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn. Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow.

It's not just the general taste. In the dark night, Li Yulin thanked Chunhong, and she was also anxious, but there was a cold rain and a night breeze.

Cochineal tears, stay drunk, when heavy. Naturally, people hate water when they grow up.

At first, a strong wind blew to Jinmen, Feng Yansi, bringing a pool of spring water. Wandering in the fragrant path of Yuanyang, stroking the almond core with your hand.

Leaning on the railing by the pool, watching the fighting ducks, the Hosta on his head hangs obliquely. He missed his sweetheart all day, but he never came back, and suddenly he heard a magpie calling.

Yulouchun Ouyang Xiu planned to say the date of return in front of the bottle, but did not say that Chunrong was miserable first. Life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance. Before the farewell party, Mo sang a new tie. This song has a sad feeling.

At first, it was easy to see all the flowers in Los Angeles and bid farewell to the spring breeze. Red mist hood is light and thin.

If you don't see each other when you meet, love will be ruthless. At the end of the song, people dispersed, the wine woke up slightly, and the deep courtyard was silent.

Qin Guan, the fairy son of Queqiao, is clever, and the flying stars spread grievances, and both silver and Chinese are dark. When you meet, you will win, but there are countless people in the world.

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, they are still there, day and night.

Yu Meiren Qin Guan planted peach blossoms in the sky, not the number of flowers, but the beauty of water in the depths of chaotic mountains. Who is the jade blooming for? What is the limit of the slight cold in Mao Mao? Don't care about spring, what's the harm of getting drunk? I'm afraid my heart will break when I wake up! Liu Yong felt cold and sad. The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest.

All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it.

Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo. Love hurts and leaves since ancient times.

What's more, it is a cold autumn festival. Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying.

After the New Year, it should be a good time and a good scene. Customs are strange, who to talk to.

Liang Shanbo liuyong leaned against the 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.

Recalling the thin pillow weather in Emperor Yong Jing Liu. It feels like love at first sight.

It's colder to get up and sleep. After all, I can't sleep, and the night is as long as years.

I'm going to stay, but I'm going back to Levi's. I have plans to fight for resistance again.

Ten thousand kinds of thoughts, many solutions, only loneliness and fatigue. This is my life, and I have shed a thousand tears for you.

Yan Shuliang wishes sorrow, smoke and blue tears, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away. The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate bitterness, and shines obliquely through Zhuhu Lake.

Last night, the west wind withered the trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon. To distribute colored stationery, there is no ruler.

4. What is the poem that boys miss girls?

There are trees on the mountain and branches on the wood. I don't know whether I like you or not.

Not seeing a day is like March! I haven't seen you all day, Sanqiu! I love you. If I don't see you for a day, it will be like being three years old! Go into the door of acacia, know the bitterness of acacia. Eternal love, eternal memories, and short-term lovesickness have no end.

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

It's been a long time, and it hasn't changed for thousands of years. The so-called Iraqis are in the water.

Tracing back and forth from it, the road is blocked and broken. Swim back from the inside and swim in the water.

Jia Cai, peace and prosperity have not passed. The so-called Iraqis are in the water.

Go back and follow, the road is blocked and turn right. Swim back from the inside and swim in the water.

I just hope your heart is the same as mine, and you won't miss me. Is that enough? Not enough. and ...

5. Poems that make men miss women

Tell me what I thought of temporarily. If it's not enough, you can Baidu it.

1. Qingqing jumped leisurely in his heart.

2. From then on, let him go down to the west wing in the bright moon on the night of unintentional love.

I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each of which has a youthful interval.

A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.

You can see the stars from the window when they sink to the bottom of the sea, and you can see them from another seat when the rain crosses the river.

6. I won't regret it if my belt widens gradually and makes people haggard for Iraq.

7. A cup of melancholy, several years apart.

8. Ask the lotus root, how much silk is there, and who does the lotus know to suffer for?

9. Ask the world, what is love, and teach people to live and die together? Flying in all directions, the old wings have been hot and cold several times. Have fun, leave the bitterness, and there will be more children in school.

10. People don't know where to go, but peach blossoms still smile at the spring breeze.

1 1. Ten years of life and death are ambiguous. If you don't think about it, you will never forget it.

6. Poems that make men miss women

As long as two people love us to the end, why covet my Heron?

For Iraq, people are haggard, and the wider their clothes are, they will never regret it. The leaves in the wind gather when they gather. Western jackdaw has settled and the moon rises. At this point, the night is awkward.

-Li Bai's "Three-Five-Seven Words" came out, and it was dark in the mirror. Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time?

-Xu Gan's "Room Thinking" came back when he was born, and it is also Sauvignon Blanc when he died. -Su Wu's "Being Husband and Wife" is getting farther and farther, like spring water.

-Ouyang Xiu's "Walking on the Sand", the bright moon building is high and lonely, and the wine turns into tears. -Fan Zhongyan's "The Su Mu Man" When there is poverty in the corner of the world, there is only endless acacia.

-Yan Shu's "Jade House Spring" Who reads the west wind alone? The rustling yellow leaves closed the window. Thinking about the past and the future, the sun sets.

Sleeping soundly after drinking, gambling books have been scented with tea. At that time, only Tao was ordinary.

Nalan Xingde.