What are the ancient poems about "being domineering when breaking up"?

1, two oars lock the castle peak flat. How do you live when you go home and I go home?

I will never think about it, so don't think about me either. Give your past and my heart to others!

-Xie Ximeng's "Bu Operator" (Song)

2, where because of the couple, the past three lives became attached, and this life couples began to match. If we don't get along, we are enemies, so we come to each other ... because the hearts are like peas in a pod, it's hard to be United, and we will soon meet all our relatives and repay each other. I hope that after my wife leaves, I will comb my sideburns again, sweep my eyebrows, skillfully show my graceful figure and choose the head of a senior official. Settle the feud, let alone hate each other. One is two widths, and each has its own fun. -the agreement on releasing wives in the Tang Dynasty

3, the son of the prince followed suit, and Green Pearl shed tears.

Xiao Lang was a passer-by as soon as Houmen entered the sea.

-Cui Jiao's "Give Handmaiden" (Tang)

4. First, it is best not to meet each other, so that you can not fall in love. Second, it is best not to know each other, so that you can not miss each other. Third, it's best not to accompany you, so you don't owe each other. Fourth, it is best not to cherish each other, so that you can not remember each other. Fifth, it is best not to fall in love, so as not to dislike each other. Sixth, it is best not to face each other, so there is no need to meet. Seventh, it is best not to make mistakes, so as to make mistakes. Eighth, it is best not to promise each other, so you can not continue. Ninth, it's best not to depend on each other, so you don't have to lean together. Tenth, it's best not to meet each other, so we don't have to be together. But we met as soon as we met, but we never met when we met. Andrew and Jun are absolutely in harmony, so they won't teach life and death to be lovesick.

-Cangyang Jiacuo (Qing)

5, chilling. 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.

-Liu Yong's song "Lin Yuling"