What poems describe the fate of meeting?

A poem describing the encounter as fate;

1. Last night's star, last night's wind, is in the west of the studio and the east of the cinnamon room. Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn in the spring wine. When it warms me, I will remind you how to bet. There, we roll dice in groups under the crimson light. 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. -Untitled Li Shangyin

2. Lotus leaves hate being born in spring and when they are dry in autumn. I know I have been in love for a long time, and I am disappointed with the sound of the river. -Li Shangyin's "A solo tour of Qujiang in late autumn"

When you ask about the untimely return date, late rain will rise in the autumn pool. * * * Cut the candle at the west window, it's time to say it's raining late. -A letter from Li Shangyin to a friend in the north on a rainy night.

4. once the sea was difficult for water, it was always amber. Looking back at the flowers lazily is partly due to self-cultivation and partly due to being a man. -Li Si Yuan Zhen

Peach blossoms set each other off in this door last year. 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. -Cui Hu, Nanzhuang, the capital.

6. affectionate, but always ruthless, I can't laugh until I die. Candles have a heart to say goodbye and cry for others until dawn. -Farewell to Du Mu