Poems about drinking and missing a beautiful woman

Poems about drinking and missing a beautiful woman

1. The clothes are getting wider and wider, but I don’t regret it at all. - Liu Yong's "Feng Qiwu"

2. The broad agreement between life and death is explained by Zicheng. Hold your hand and grow old together. -Anonymous "The Book of Songs·Beifeng·Drumming"

3. If love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night? -Qin Guan's "Magpie Bridge Immortal"

4. When will we know when we miss each other? It's embarrassing at this time and night. - Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"

5. If there is a beautiful woman, you will never forget it when you see her. If you don't see her for a day, you will miss her like crazy. -Anonymous "Feng Qiu Huang·Qin Song"

6. This time I left you, it was wind, rain, and night; you smiled, I waved my hand, and a lonely road unfolded. Both ends. - Zheng Chouyu's "Fu Farewell"

7. Entering the door of my lovesickness, I know that my lovesickness is painful. Long lovesickness makes me remember each other, but short lovesickness makes me infinite. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"

8. Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud. - Yuan Zhen's "Five Poems on Lisi"

9. The king is like dust on the road, and the concubine is like muddy cement. They rise and fall in different ways. When will they meet in harmony? -Cao Zhi's "The Moon on a High Building"

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10. The desolate farewell and the last two echoes are the same, and the most overwhelming one is the moonlight. - Nalan Xingde's "Yu Meiren" poem about drinking and missing someone

11. Huanjun Mingzhu sheds tears, wishing to meet again when she was not married. -Zhang Ji's "Yan of a Chaste Woman"

12. How to make you meet me, at my most beautiful moment, for this, I have been praying in front of the Buddha for five hundred years, begging him to let us form a mortal relationship. -Xi Murong's "A Flowering Tree"

13. How can we live together and die differently when the remaining shadows are only attached to the world? -Chen Hengke's "Portrait of Chunqi"

14. Acacia Tree The bottom line is lovesickness, but Si Lang hates Lang Lang and doesn't know. - Liang Qichao's "Taiwan Bamboo Branch Poems"

15. Since the king came out, the bright mirror and the dark will not cure it. Missing you is like running water, there is no end to it. -Xu Qian's "Room Thoughts"

16. When we see each other, we feel like we are not seeing each other, and being affectionate is like being ruthless. - Sima Guang's "Moon over the Xijiang River"

17. Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers. -Gong Zizhen's "Miscellaneous Poems of Jihai"

18. Heaven is not old, love is hard to die. The heart is like a double mesh with thousands of knots in it. -Zhang Xian's "Qianqiu Sui"

19. The stars look like this but they are not last night, for whom the wind and dew stand at midnight. -Huang Jingren's "One of Two Lovely Poems"

20. It is useless to be longing for lovesickness, but to be melancholy is pure madness. - Li Shangyin's "Third of the Six Untitled Poems"

21. I know that my body and my love will always be there, and I look forward to the sound of the water at the head of the river. - Li Shangyin's "Late Autumn Tour of Qujiang Alone"

22. When people are sentimental, they become less sentimental, and now they are really not sentimental. - Nalan Xingde's "Breaking Through the Sands of Huanxi"

23. This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss at the time. - Li Shangyin's "Jin Se"

24. Lovesickness *** How long is the end of the world? -Zhang Zhongsu's "Swallow Tower"

25. Asking what love is in the world, it tells you about life and death. -Yuan Haowen's "One of Two Songs for Touching Fish"

26. There is no colorful phoenix flying wings in the body, but there is a clear understanding in the heart. - Li Shangyin's "Untitled"

27. The water smoke sinks in the beast's furnace, and the remaining flowers in the green marsh are written line by line in the biography of lovesickness. -Zhang Kejiu's "Sai Hongqiu"

28. Only if you don't know lovesickness in your life will you love lovesickness, and it will harm lovesickness. -Xu Zaisi's "Order of Gui Gui"

29. There are thousands of lovesickness in one inch, and there is no place in the world to arrange it. -Li Guan's "Butterflies in Love with Flowers"

30. Ten years of life and death are vast, without thinking, unforgettable, thousands of miles away in a lonely tomb, with no place to express desolation. -Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi"

31. Tonight or later, I will meet this beloved man. -Anonymous "The Book of Songs·Tang Feng·Liu Miu" poems about drinking and missing people

32. As time goes by, this hatred lasts forever. -Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow"

33. I wish to be a winged bird in the sky, and a twig on the ground. -Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow"

34. Overlapping tear stains and brocade characters, the only thing in life is love that is hard to die. - Wen Tingshi's "Die Lian Hua" poem about drinking and missing people

35. One is the fairy flower of Langyuan, and the other is the flawless jade.

If there is no romance, we will meet him again in this life; if there is a romance, how can we end up lying in vain? -Cao Xueqin's poem "Wang Ning Mei" about drinking and missing people

36. Spring silkworms turn to dead silk At the end of the day, the wax torch turned into ashes and the tears began to dry. -Li Shangyin's "Untitled"

37. He should not be infatuated with love in his life. There is no place in the world for lovesickness. -Kuang Zhouyi's "Reducing Words in Huanxisha"

38. I was about to tell you the date of my return, but Chunrong swallowed hard before saying anything. - Ouyang Xiu's "Spring in the Jade House"

39. Guan Guan Jujiu, in the River Continent. A graceful lady, a gentleman is a good man. -Anonymous "The Book of Songs·Zhou Nan·Guan Ju"

40. There is love and infatuation in life, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon. - Ouyang Xiu's "Spring in the Jade House"

41. The passage of time should be a good time and good scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them? - Liu Yong's "Yulin Ling"

42. I only hope that your heart will be like mine, and I will live up to my love for you. - Li Zhiyi's "Businessman"

Chapter 2: "Poems Expressing Missing My Lover"

Poems Expressing Missing My Lover

Recalling the king's heart is like the water of the West River, and the day and night are east. When the flow never stops. Yu Xuanji's "Jiangling Worry and Hope" In the heart of spring, don't let the flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray. Li Shangyin's "Six of Six Untitled Poems" I know that I am here and my love will always be there, and I look at the sound of the river at the head of the river with regret. Li Shangyin's "Wandering Alone in Qujiang in Late Autumn" I was about to tell you the date of my return, but before I could say anything, Chun Rong swallowed hard. Ouyang Xiu's "Spring in the Jade House" When will we know when we miss each other? It's embarrassing this night. Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words" There is a beautiful woman, and you will never forget it when you see her. If you don't see her for a day, you will miss her like crazy. Anonymous "Feng Qiu Huang·Qin Song" asks the world, what is love, and directly teaches the promise of life and death. Yuan Haowen's "One of Two Poems on Touching Fish" What night does it take to meet this beloved man? Anonymous "The Book of Songs·Tang Feng·Mao" As time goes by, this hatred lasts forever. Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" The two parts echo the desolate farewell, the most overwhelming of which is in the bright moonlight. Nalan Xingde's "Yu Meiren" How can we live together and die differently when we only have shadows in the human world? Chen Hengke's "Portrait of Chunqi" It seems that these stars are not last night, for whom is the wind dew standing at midnight. Huang Jingren's "One of Two Lovely Poems" It is said that it is useless to miss lovesickness, but to be melancholy is pure madness. Li Shangyin's "Third of the Six Untitled Poems" The bottom of the acacia tree talks about lovesickness, and Si Lang hates it and Lang Lang doesn't know it. Liang Qichao's "Taiwan Bamboo Branch Poems" Since the king came out, the bright mirror and darkness cannot be cured. Missing you is like running water, there is no end to it. Xu Qian's "Room Thoughts" When we see each other, it's as if we don't see each other. How can being affectionate be like being ruthless? Sima Guang's "Moon over the Xijiang River" I would like to be a winged bird in the sky, and a twig on the ground. Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Regret" Weijiang will keep his eyes open all night long to repay his life without raising his eyebrows. Yuan Zhen's "Third of Three Songs to Relieve Sorrow and Embrace" Bi Lai half-year-old music book is absolutely perfect, one inch is separated from the intestines and thousands of knots are knotted. Wei Zhuang's "Ying Tianchang" After a night of lovesickness, plum blossoms bloomed all night, and suddenly he came to the window and suspected that it was you. "Thinking" by Lu Tong

Looking back on your direct love for you makes me burst into tears. Lu Tong's "Daughter's Song Upstairs" Acacia is without words, so don't waste your tears on the flower paper. Yan Jidao's "Two of Three Partridges in the Sky" Once upon a time, there was no water in the sea, except for Wushan, it was not clouds. Yuan Zhen's "Five Poems on Lisi" No. 4 The king is like dust on the road, and the concubine is like muddy cement. They rise and fall in different ways. When will they meet in harmony? Cao Zhi's "Moon on a High Building" Life is full of love and infatuation, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon. . Ouyang Xiu's "Spring in the Jade House" The fallen flower man is independent, and Wei Yuyan flies together. "Two Poems of Linjiang Immortal" by Yan Jidao Acacia is as deep as the sea, and old things are as far away as the sky. Le Wan's "Bu Shuanzi" Hatred is not as good as tide and faith. When you miss each other, you will realize that the sea is not deep. Bai Juyi's "Langtaosha" Can't bear to pay a thousand dollars for a smile? After all, lovesickness is not as good as meeting again. Shao Ruipeng's "Butterflies in Love with Flowers" Chapter 2: Verses and Quotes to Express Longing in Ancient Poems

Verses and Quotes to Express Longing in Ancient Poems

Thousands of gold can be bought like a poem, but who can express this feeling? - Xin Qiji's "Touching the Fish"

■ The sycamore tree and the rain at midnight indicate the bitterness of separation and love. Leaf by leaf, sound by sound, the air drips into the sky. - Wen Tingyun's "Third of Three Gengluozi Poems"

■ Who can complain about loneliness? Even as a preface, it’s always an easy task. －Liu Yong's "Day and Night Music"

■ When Yu Shen Yan wanders around the world, he begins to believe that separation in the world is painful. -Dai Shulun's "Lovesickness Song"

■ Change my heart for yours, and I will realize that we remember each other deeply. －Gu "The floating end lies in the sky/p>

■ Recalling the king's heart is like the water of the West River, flowing eastward day and night without rest. - Yu Xuanji's "Jianling Worry and Hope"

■ In the heart of spring, don't let flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray.

－Li Shangyin's "Six of the Six Untitled Poems"

■ Do you know that the exquisite dice and the red beans are deep in your bones? - Wen Tingyun's "Willow Branches" Chapter 3: Classic sentences about missing your lover Missing your lover

Love is care, love is dedication, it is the pain of missing, it is the sweetness of memories, it is inseparable, it is the heart of morning and dusk. Trembling anticipation... Love, how are you?

What remains unchanged is my yearning, have you ever remembered it? How old are the mist and clouds? Turn my thoughts into mountains and flowers blooming all over the valleys and hills and your hair and temples. I send them to you secretly

How I hope that time can stop its pace and let us start again. Warm the past; I hope I can still be with you and continue our friendship.

The cold current cannot cool my love, the hurricane cannot blow away my thoughts, the noise cannot cover my heart, and the night cannot cover my deep feelings. I really miss you!

You are the spring that shines brightly in my memories, you are the water that is gentle in my heart, you are the distance that approaches in my thoughts, and you are the scenery that stays forever in my life!

It was the careless bartender who combined helplessness and concern to make me drunk and unable to wake up. Could it be that this feeling is when I miss you?

Longing for love is a very mysterious thing, flickering and extinguishing, sinking in the heart. I can't resist, especially at night, I miss you so much that I can't breathe, miss you? Open the window for another year, the scenery is completely different.

Longing will knock on your doors and windows through thousands of mountains and rivers, and you will find that the petals in front of the window have a crystal teardrop.

Although we were separated for only two weeks, to me, it seemed like centuries! I am here, and when I see girls who are similar to you, I can't help but think of you, and secretly compare myself with you - don't worry, there is no one who can compare with you! Years pass by, but true love remains; hundreds of miles apart, but constant separation; the long night is long, the stars are shining; sincere prayers, stay with you.

I have developed my feelings like a migratory bird, chasing the old dream of getting together with you every day. I tell you through the white clouds passing by in the blue sky: "Come back, my loved ones!"

My bookmark of love has a feeling a thousand times and ten thousand times. It has no beginning and no result, but But it occupies me all the time, that is the feeling of missing you.

When I miss you, memories are the only medicine to accompany me through the long dark night. With a cup of strong tea, my thoughts melt into the bitter tea, and the light and flying green leaves are my flying thoughts. Only in such a night, in such a bitterness, did I realize that missing you is also bitter

When I miss you, I force myself to drink a whole bottle of wine, put myself down, and let my thoughts Stop, let the thoughts stop, but after I wake up, the dream of missing you still continues

I want to lie in your arms again, I want you to wipe my tears for me again, I want you to hold me tightly again , I want to kiss your face again, and I want you to say you love me!

Some people say that when you look up at the stars on a rainy night, if you see a shooting star passing by, it means that the person who misses you is crying. Poems about drinking with a beautiful woman

"Ask Liu Nineteen" by Bai Juyi

A small red clay stove, green ants newly baked wine, the sky is snowing in the evening, can I have a glass of water?

Li Bai bids farewell to Jinling Wine Shop

The wind blows the willow flowers and fills the shop with fragrance, while Wu Ji presses wine to persuade guests to reward them. The disciples of Jinling came to see each other off, and everyone drank wine whether they wanted to do it or not. I would like to ask you, Dongliu Shui, who do you want to compare with?

Weicheng Song Wang Wei

The morning rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guesthouses are green and willow-colored. I advise you to drink more wine and leave Yangguan in the west without any old friends. Xinfeng’s Master Chu Guangxi

Xinfeng’s Master is ripe with new wine, and old guests return to the old hall. The wine is full of fragrance and contains flowers from the north, and the color is full of bamboos from the south. The clouds have dispersed, the sky is high, the autumn moon is bright, and the host's girl is undressing Qin Zheng. When I got drunk, I forgot about Baling Road. I thought it was Luoyang City in my dream.

Liangzhou Ci Wang Han

Hope to adopt it, thank you for drinking and thinking about the poem that can't sleep

Drinking and thinking about sugarcane syrup and jade bowl cool

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My thoughts follow the flowing water to the vastness

I miss my trip to the county in the Ming Dynasty

Sleeping in the sunset and dazzling my eyes

The Yangtze River never ends.

Writing a desolate poem about missing a beautiful lady who has not paid off the debt for the rest of his life

I am afraid of lovesickness, but I already miss my loved one. When it is my turn to miss my loved one, I have no words to say, and there is only a hint of love between my eyebrows.

I look at the sky at dawn and the clouds at dusk. I miss you when I walk and I miss you when I sit.

Overlapping tear stains and brocade characters, the only thing in life is love that is hard to die. - Wen Tingshi's "Butterfly Loves Flowers"

When will we know when we will miss each other? It's embarrassing to be at this point in the night.

I miss you so much, but there is no place in the world to arrange it. - Li Guan's "Butterflies in Love with Flowers"

Ruthlessness is not as painful as sentimentality, an inch is like thousands of strands. - "Spring in the Jade House"

A thousand pieces of gold can be bought like a gift, but who can complain about this feeling? - Xin Qiji's "Touching the Fish"

Even if you shed tears, your efforts will eventually lead to traces, but you will find it difficult to express your words without words. －Chen Duansheng's "Sending Abroad"

Stop saying half a piece of paper has no weight, and I can bear the burden of thousands of leaves. -Sister Chen Peng's "Two Songs to Send Outside"

Entering my lovesickness door, I know that my lovesickness is painful, long lovesickness brings long memories, but short lovesickness brings endless love.

Speechless, secretly missing each other, no one knows outside the two hearts. ——Bai Juyi

Life is full of love and obsession, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon. - Ouyang Xiu's "Spring in the Jade House"

When the ends of the earth are limited, there is only endless love. "Spring in the Jade House"

The geese are in the clouds and the fish are in the water. It is difficult to convey the melancholy. - Yan Shu's "Two of Two Qing Ping Le"

The bright moon does not understand the pain of separation and hatred, and the slanting light comes Dawn passes through Zhuhu. - Yan Shu's "Magpies Stepping on the Branches"

It is useless to be longing for lovesickness, but to be melancholy is pure madness. "Third of the Six Untitled Poems"

Don't come to the half-year-old music book, an inch away from the heart, thousands of knots. -Wei Zhuang's "Ying Tianchang"

After being drunk, I don't know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams that overwhelm the stars.

Fish Shen Yan Yao Tianya Road, began to believe that separation in the world is painful. －Dai Shulun's "Acacia Song"

Parting is sad and stormy; Acacia is painful and cold, frost and snow; the past is dotted with starry nights; waiting for tomorrow's colorful sky.

Who can complain about loneliness? Even as a preface, it’s always an easy task. －Liu Yong's "Day and Night Music"

People are like clouds flowing into the river after the wind, and their feelings are like the wadding stuck to the ground after the rain. - "Spring in the Jade House"

Only if you don't miss lovesickness in your life, you will miss lovesickness, which will harm lovesickness. "The Order of Gui Gui" A poem describing missing a beautiful lady

Let's start with an original one

"Tong Ye"

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Thousands of miles away are those who look at it.

The green tung leaves are waving in the wind,

The shadow of the longing person is graceful.

Green tung leaves, living high up,

Missing my beloved, from dusk to dawn.

The green tung leaves are especially luxuriant in late autumn.

The lost lady has withered for three days!

Another passage from the Book of Songs

"Guanyong"

If you don't get what you want, you will sleep hard and think about it. Leisurely leisurely, tossing and turning.

Song Dynasty lyrics by Li Zhiyi

I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River;

I miss you every day and don’t see you, but I drink the water of the Yangtze River.

When will this water stop? When has this hatred ended?

I only hope that your heart will be like mine, and I will live up to my love.

Liu Yong

The clothes are getting wider and wider, but I don’t regret it at all. I feel haggard because of Yi.

Li Qingzhao's "A Cut of Plum Blossoms"

The fragrance of red lotus root lingers in the autumn jade mat. He undressed Luo Shang lightly and boarded the orchid boat alone.

Who in the clouds sent me a brocade book? When the wild goose returned, the full moon was on the west tower.

The flowers float and the water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow.

There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I frown, but it is in my heart.

Modern poems about missing a beautiful woman

I hope you will pick more of them, this is the most lovesick thing.

--Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty Lovesickness

Red beans grow in the south. How many branches will grow when spring comes? I hope you will pick more of them, this is the most loved thing.

If heaven and earth are united, I dare to be with you! --Han Han Yuefu Shangxie

Shangxie! I want to know you and live a long life. There are no mausoleums in the mountains, the rivers are exhausted, the winter thunders tremble, the summer rains and snows, the heaven and the earth are united, I dare to be with you!

I don’t know where the human face is, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze. --Cui Hu of the Tang Dynasty, inscribed on Nanzhuang of the Capital City

Last year on this day, in this gate, the faces of the people and the peach blossoms reflected each other's red. The human face has gone nowhere, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.

The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. It means there is no sunshine or sunshine. --Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty, Bamboo Branch Poems (3)

The willows are green and the river is green, and I hear the singing on the Langjiang River. The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. It is either sunny or sunny.

Once upon a time, there was no water in the sea, except Wushan, it was not a cloud. --Li Si by Yuan Zhen of the Tang Dynasty

Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud. I look back lazily at the flowers, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king.

The candle bids farewell with intention and sheds tears for others until dawn. -- Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty Farewell (two poems)

Pingping is more than thirteen years old, and the cardamom leaves are in early February.

The spring breeze blows ten miles along Yangzhou Road, and you never know when the bead curtain is rolled up.

Passionate but always seem to be ruthless, only Jue Zun can't laugh in front of him.

The candle bids farewell with intention and sheds tears for others until dawn.

It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. --Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty Untitled

It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. The spring silkworm's silk will not be used up until it dies, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes.

When I look in the mirror at dawn, I am worried about the clouds on my temples. When I sing at night, I should feel the cold moonlight. There is not much way to get to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent in visiting.

I don’t have the wings of a colorful phoenix, but I have a clear mind. --Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty Untitled

Last night the stars and the wind were on the west side of the painting building and on the east side of Guitang. There is no colorful phoenix flying wings in the body, but there is a clear understanding in the heart.

Separate seats are provided with spring wine to warm them, and the partitions are covered with wax lamps. Sighing, I listened to the drum and went to answer the official's request. I walked around Malantai and turned around.

This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss at that time! --Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty Jinse

The Jinse has fifty strings for no reason, each string and one column reminds me of the past. Zhuang Sheng was obsessed with butterflies in his dawn dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos.

The moon in the sea has tears, and the sun in Lantian is warm and the jade produces smoke. This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss at that time!

How can I cut off the candles from the west window and say it rains at night in Bashan? --Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty Night rain sent to the north

You asked about the return date but the date has not yet arrived. The night rain in Bashan swelled the autumn pond. How can I cut off the candles from the west window and say that it rains at night in Bashan?

Break off the flowers when they bloom, but don’t wait until there are no flowers left. --Du Qiuniang of the Tang Dynasty Golden Threaded Clothes

I advise you not to cherish your golden threaded clothes; I advise you to cherish your youth. Flowers are ready to be broken when they bloom, but don’t wait to break branches when there are no flowers left.

The wine enters the sad heart and turns into tears of lovesickness. --Fan Zhongyan and Su Muzhe of the Northern Song Dynasty

The sky is blue and the ground is yellow leaves. The autumn colors are rolling in waves, and the waves are green and cold. The mountains reflect the setting sun and catch the water. The fragrant grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun.

The soul of the dark country, the thoughts of the journey. Every night, good dreams keep people sleeping. The bright moon rests on the tall building alone. The wine enters the sad heart and turns into tears of lovesickness.

If the love between two people lasts for a long time, how can they stay together day and night? --Qin Guan, Magpie Bridge Immortal of the Northern Song Dynasty

The fine clouds make tricks, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver and Han are far away in darkness. As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will defeat countless people in the world.

Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, and I can’t bear to look at the magpie bridge on my way back. If the love between two people lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night?

Passionate feelings have hurt parting since ancient times. Where can I wake up tonight? The bank of willows, the dawn breeze and the waning moon. --Liu Yong, Northern Song Dynasty, Yu Linling

The cicadas are mournful, facing the pavilion at night, the showers have begun to subside. There is no trace of drinking in the capital tent, and the orchid boat urges you to stay in the place of nostalgia.

Holding hands and looking at the tears in the eyes, there was no rain in them. Thoughts go by, thousands of miles of mist, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast.

Since ancient times, passion has hurt farewells, and it is even more embarrassing and neglected in the Qingqiu Festival! Where can I wake up tonight? Willow bank, dawn wind and waning moon.

The passage of time should be a time of good times and good times. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them?

Helpless, the flowers fall away, and the familiar swallows return - Northern Song Dynasty, Yan Shu, Huanxisha

A new song, a glass of wine, the weather is the same as last year, when will the sunset return?

The flowers fell helplessly, and the familiar swallows returned, and the fragrant path in the small garden wandered alone.

The clothes are getting wider and wider, but I don’t regret it at all. I feel haggard because of Yi. --Liu Yong of the Northern Song Dynasty, Die Lianhua

Standing in the dangerous building, the wind is blowing softly, looking at the extremely sad spring, and the sky is gloomy. In the grass-colored smoke and the lingering light, who is speechless and can rely on his thoughts?

I want to get drunk and sing to the wine, but the strong music is still tasteless. The belt becomes wider and wider, but I don't regret it anymore. I feel haggard because of the beauty.

Last night the west wind withered the green trees. Climb a tall building alone and look out to the end of the world. --Yan Shu, Northern Song Dynasty, Butterflies Love Flowers

The chrysanthemums on the threshold are worried about the mist and the orchids are weeping with dew. The curtain is slightly cold, and the swallows fly away. The bright moon does not know the pain of separation and hatred, and the slanting light penetrates Zhuhu at dawn.

Last night the west wind withered the green trees. Climb a tall building alone and look out to the end of the world. I would like to send colored paper and ruler. Where are the mountains and rivers?

How deep is the courtyard? With tears in my eyes I ask about the flowers without saying a word - Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty, Butterflies Love Flowers

How deep is the courtyard? Willows pile up with smoke, The curtain has no weight. The jade carving saddle is at the place where you can see the Zhangtai Road.

It’s rainy and windy at the end of March, the door is closed at dusk, and there is no way to stay in the spring. Tears asked the flowers without saying a word, and the red flowers flew across the swing.

Ten years of life and death are uncertain! If you don’t think about it, you will never forget it. --Su Shi Jiang Chengzi of the Northern Song Dynasty

Ten years of life and death are uncertain! If you don’t think about it, you will never forget it. Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to speak of desolation.

Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost.

When night comes, I suddenly return home with a deep dream. Xiaoxuan window, dressing up. He was speechless and could only shed a thousand lines of tears.

It is expected that the broken heart will be cut off every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pine hills.

The moon is on the willow branches, and people meet after dusk. --Ouyang Xiu, Sheng Chazi, Northern Song Dynasty

On the night of Yuan Dynasty last year, the lights in the flower market were as bright as day. On the top of the willow tree in the moonlight, people meet at dusk.

On Yuan Ye this year, the moon and lights are still the same. I can't see anyone from last year, and my spring shirt sleeves are filled with tears.

There is no grass anywhere in the world. I am passionate but I am annoyed by ruthlessness - Su Shi of the Northern Song Dynasty. Butterflies in Love with Flowers

The flowers are faded, red and green, and the apricots are small. When the swallows fly, the green water is surrounded by people. There are few willow trees blowing on the branches, and there is no fragrant grass anywhere in the world!

There is a swing in the wall, a way outside the wall, people walking outside the wall, and a beautiful woman in the wall smiling. The laughter gradually becomes quieter and quieter, but the sentimental one is annoyed by the ruthlessness.

The flower curtains in the courtyard are not rolled up, and the heart-broken grass is far away. --Zhu Shuzhen of the Song Dynasty, Visiting Kinmen (It's already half spring)

It's half spring, and the emotions you can see are endless. There are twelve railings to lean on, worried about the future.

The good thing is that the wind is gentle and the sun is warm, but it is worse than the orioles and swallows. The flower curtains all over the courtyard are not rolled up, and the heart-broken grass is far away.

Suddenly looking back, that person was there, in a dimly lit place. -- Xin Qiji, Southern Song Dynasty, The Sapphire Case (Yuan Xi)

The east wind blows thousands of trees and flowers down at night, and the stars fall like rain. BMW carvings fill the road with fragrance, phoenix flutes sound, jade pots turn with light, and fish and dragons dance all night. The moths are like golden strands of snow and willows, and the laughter is full of hidden fragrance.

The crowd searched for her thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, she was there, in a dimly lit place.

There is no way to be ecstatic, the west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. --Li Qingzhao of the Southern Song Dynasty, Drunk Flower Yin

The mist is thick and the clouds are dark, and the day is long, and the auspicious brain disappears the golden beast. It's the Double Ninth Festival and it's the Double Ninth Festival. The jade pillow and gauze cupboard are cool in the middle of the night.

After dusk when I drink wine in Dongli, there is a faint fragrance filling my sleeves. There is no way that I am not in ecstasy. The west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

This time, how can there be such a word as "sorrow"? - Li Qingzhao, Southern Song Dynasty, with a slow voice

Searching and searching, deserted and miserable. It is most difficult to breathe when it is warm and then cold.

Three cups and two glasses of light wine are no match for him. The wind is coming late at night. The wild geese are passing by, and I am sad, but it is an old acquaintance.

The yellow flowers are piled up all over the ground, and they are haggard and damaged. Who can pick them now? Watching the window, how can it be dark when you are alone?

The sycamore trees also drizzle until dusk, bit by bit. This time, how could the word "sorrow" be said?

The bright moon was there at that time, and it once illuminated the colorful clouds. --Northern Song Dynasty, Yan Jidao, Linjiang Immortal

After a dream, the tower is high and locked, and the curtain is low when drunk. Last year, when the spring regret came, the fallen flowers were independent, and the tiny swifts flew together.

I remember when we first met Xiao Ping, the double heart word was Luo Yi, and the pipa string said lovesickness. The bright moon was there at that time, and it once illuminated the colorful clouds.

With a heavy heart and a few years of separation, wrong! wrong! wrong. -- Lu You of the Song Dynasty, the hairpin-headed phoenix

Red hands, yellow wine, the city is full of spring scenery and willows on the palace walls. The east wind is bad, happiness is thin, and I am filled with sadness. I have been away for a few years.

Wrong! Wrong! Wrong

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. If color is not charming, people will be fascinated by it. --Qing Huang Zeng, a collection of Hangzhou proverbs

People who are not charming will be fascinated by their beauty, but beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Destined to meet each other thousands of miles away, three smiles are in vain to be regarded as an idiot.

There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I only lower my eyebrows, but it is in my heart. --Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty A Jian of Plum Blossoms

The red couplet is fragrant and the jade mat is still in autumn; I undress my clothes lightly and get on the orchid boat alone. Who in the clouds sent brocade books?

When the wild goose returns, the moon is full in the west tower, the flowers are falling and the water is flowing, a kind of lovesickness, and two places of leisurely sorrow.

There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I only lower my eyebrows, but it is in my heart.

Only if you don’t miss lovesickness in your life will you miss lovesickness, which will harm lovesickness. --Xu Zaisi of the Yuan Dynasty, She Gui Ling

Only if you don't miss lovesickness in your life, you will miss lovesickness, which will harm lovesickness. The body is like floating clouds, the heart is like flying catkins, and the energy is like gossamer.

A wisp of lingering fragrance is here, hoping for the rich wanderer;

When will the syndrome come? When the lamp is half dim, when the moon is half bright.

When the ends of the earth are endless, there is only endless love. --Yan Shu, Song Dynasty, Magnolia

Green poplars and fragrant grass lead to a long pavilion road. It is easy to go when you are young; the top of the building has a lingering dream of five o'clock, and the bottom of the flower is sad about the March rain.

Being ruthless is not as painful as being sentimental. One inch is like thousands of strands; when the ends of the earth are limited, there is only endless love.

I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day and don’t see you, but I drink the water of the Yangtze River. - Song Dynasty Li Zhiyi, Fortune Teller

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

When will this water stop? When will this hatred end? I only hope that your heart will be like mine, and I will live up to my love. Li Bai's poem about missing a beautiful woman

Thoughts on a quiet night

< p> The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be the frost on the ground. I look up at the bright moon and lower my head to think about my hometown

"Moon Song of Mount Emei", Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

Half-moon in Mount Emei,

< p> The shadow enters the water flow of Pingqiang River.

The clear stream flows towards the Three Gorges at night,

Missing you, I went to Yuzhou without seeing you.

The Yellow Crane Tower sends Meng Haoran to Guangling

The old friend bids farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks descend to Yangzhou in March.

The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky.

Hearing the flute in Luocheng on a spring night

The sound of someone’s jade flute spreads out into the spring breeze and fills Luocheng.

Hearing the broken willows in this nocturne, no one can forget the love of his hometown.

Gift to Wang Lun

Li Bai was about to leave in a boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore.

The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun’s gift to me.

Qijue? I heard that Wang Changling moved to the left and Longbiao was far away and sent this message

When the poplar flowers fell, Zigui cried, and I heard that Longbiao passed the five streams.

I send my sorrowful heart to the bright moon, and follow the wind to the west of the night. Poems about looking at the bright moon and missing the beautiful woman

1. Going up to the west building alone and leaning on the railing,

The fine flowers in the garden have withered.

The bright moon is sent thousands of miles away to express lovesickness,

This feeling can be a reflection of heaven and earth.

2. "Linjiang Immortal Beauty" Era: Song Dynasty; Author: Li Shi

The smoke and willows are sparse, people are quiet, and the wind outside the painting building is blowing the sheng. Yilan heard the voice calling Xiao Hong. The incense is coming to sleep, and the jade leak has been replaced three times. Sitting and waiting for nothing to come and go, there is a bright moon in the atrium. A small bridge crosses the east bank of the pink wall. When I got up, under the shadow of flowers, I fanned the fireflies.

Far away from home, longing for the beautiful woman, related poems

Liu Zongyuan (Tang Dynasty)

If I could incarnate into hundreds of billions, I would scatter on the top of the mountain to look at my hometown

and Master Hao Chu looked at the mountains together and sent them to relatives in Beijing

Song Zhiwen (Tang Dynasty)

In the Ming Dynasty, when looking at the hometown, one should see Longtou plum

Title Dayuling North Station

Wang Wei (Tang Dynasty)

In front of the beautiful window, the winter plum blossoms have not yet bloomed

Three Miscellaneous Poems·Part 2< /p>

Du Fu (Tang Dynasty)

The dew is white tonight, the moon is bright in my hometown

Remembering my younger brother on a moonlit night

Song Zhiwen (Tang Dynasty) (Dynasty)

He is even more timid when he is close to his hometown and dare not ask the stranger

Crossing the Han River

Li Bai (Tang Dynasty)

Toast and invite The bright moon, the shadows of three people

Drinking four songs alone under the moon

Li Yi (Tang Dynasty)

I don’t know where to play the reed pipe, and I conquered all the people in one night Looking to the countryside

Listening to the flute in Shoujiang City at night

Anonymous (Han Dynasty)

We are far away from each other, and the clothes are worn by the sun

Traveling again and again

Anonymous (Han Dynasty)

Elegies can be used as weeping, and looking from afar can be used as homecomings

Elegies

Du Fu (Tang Dynasty) )

Life without seeing each other is like participating in business

Presented to the Eighth Guardsmen

Wang Wei (Tang Dynasty)

Coming Day In front of the window, the winter plum blossoms have not yet bloomed

Three Miscellaneous Poems

Bai Juyi (Tang Dynasty)

Where is the country in the northwest? How many times do I see the moon in the southeast Yuan

Looking at the moon in Huanting Pavilion on the night of August 15th. Poems about the moon missing the beautiful woman

Drinking alone under the moon

Li Bai

Huajianyi A pot of wine, drinking alone without a blind date.

I raise my glass to invite the bright moon, and the shadows become three of us.

The moon does not know how to drink, and the shadow follows me.

For a while, the moon will be shadowed, and we must have fun until spring.

I sing to the moon and wander around, and my dancing shadows are scattered.

We make love together when we are awake, but we are separated when we are drunk.

Forever traveling without love, we meet again in Yunhan.

Look at the moon and embrace the distance

Zhang Jiuling

The bright moon rises on the sea,

The end of the world* **At this time.

Lovers complain about the distant night,

But they start to miss each other in the evening.

Extinguish the candle and the full light of pity,

Put on the clothes Feel the dew.

I can’t bear to give it away.

It’s a good time to sleep and dream.

1. There is bright moonlight in front of the bed,

I suspect it is frost on the ground.

I raise my head to look at the bright moon,

I lower my head and miss my hometown.

(Li Bai: "Quiet Night Thoughts")