Love poems expressing love (70)

First, I won't regret that my belt is gradually widening, which will make people haggard for Iraq. -Liu Yong's "Fengqitong"

Second, the hero of the world, the monarch and Cao Cao, Yu Zi who can match these * * * glass. -Liu Kezhuang's "Qin Yuanchun Meng Furuo"

Third, if you want to send a colored bar and a ruler, you can know where the mountain is long and where the water is wide. -Yan Shu's "Magpie Tread"

Fourth, from the monarch, the mirror is dark. Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time? -Xu Gan's Room Thinking

Five, after the bleak farewell, the two should be the same, at most, there is no clear resentment under the moon. -Nalan Xingde's "Young Beauty"

Sixth, the gentleman's words are as warm as jade, which confuse my heart in their board room. -"Qin Feng Xiaorong"

Seven, ask you what is light parting, how many groups can there be in a year? -Nalan Xingde's "Bodhisattva Man, Ask Why You Stay"

Eight, Qiang Guan is full of frost, people don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears. -Fan Zhongyan's "The Fisherman's Pride Qiu Si"

Nine, Acacia is not diligent in writing, I am stubborn in words. -Wang Shouren's "Two Disciples Sending Longli Road"

Ten, don't come to the book for half a year, one inch away from the intestines. -Wei Zhuang's "Ying Tianchang"

Eleven, two lovesickness all day long, fatigue is king, when flowers bloom. -the article "Four Songs of Nan Gezi"

Twelve, in and out of your arms, shake the breeze. -Ban Jieyu's "Songs of Complaint"

Thirteen, ask acacia, look in the mirror in the future, rustling hair. -Yan Yu's "Manjianghong, Send Liao to Que"

Fourteen, my husband is fighting to the death in the abdomen, although I am like a candle. -Zhang Ji's "Women's Complaints"

Remember that your heart is like the West River, which flows eastward day and night. -Yu's "Jiangling Sorrow Hope to Send"

Sixteen, one kind of acacia, two kinds of leisure. -Li Qingzhao's "A piece of plum, red lotus root fragrance, residual jade in autumn"

Seventeen, go to the empty boudoir in autumn, and sweep the leaves at night. -Xia Wanchun's "Bu Operator Autumn to Empty Boudoir"

Eighteen years old, a virgin, your husband, living as faithfully as they do. -Meng Jiao's "Lienvcao"

Nineteen. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. -Li Shangyin's "Jinse"

Twenty, I just hope your heart is the same as mine, and don't miss home. -Li Chi Ngai's "Bu Operator"

Twenty-one, red beans are unsightly and full of acacia tears. -Niu Xiji's "The New Moon is as Beautiful as an Eyebrow"

Twenty-two, think long, hate long, hate until the time comes. -Bai Juyi's "Sauvignon Blanc"

Twenty-three, it took a long time to meet her, and it took a long time to break up. -Li Shangyin "Untitled"

Twenty-four, your Song Yang renegade, I advise Xinfeng wine. -Li Bai's "Yang Rebel"

Twenty-five, jathyapple scene dream, spring breeze ten miles tenderness. -Qin Guan's "Eight Six Sons"

26. Acacia is never idle. It takes time and energy to curse you. -Shu prostitute "Queqiao Fairy, Promise in Words"

Twenty-seven, a line written in the biography of acacia. -Zhang Kejiu's Sai Qiu Hong Chun Qing

Twenty-eight, I was in tears. I heard that my husband next door came back. I will always be in my heart.

29. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot inside. -Zhang Xian's Millennium.

Thirty, a night of acacia, the water is shallow and thin. -the cat's "Little Red Lip, Yongmei Month"

Thirty-one, Wang Xuan jade color, golden screen to wait on. -Li Bai's "Songs of Complaint"

Thirty-two, hate is not as good as tide and faith, and acacia began to feel that the sea was not deep. -Bai Juyi's "Langtaosha"

Thirty-three, if you clean the road dust, if you muddy the cement. -Cao Zhi's "Tall Buildings and Bright Moon"

Thirty-four, who wants to say acacia, shallow lovers don't know. -Yan's Sauvignon Blanc.

Thirty-five, it is that there is no fate in the last life, and we must reunite and make a wish in the next life. -Wan Le's "Answer to the Operator"

Since no one can bear the burden of my song for you, let it blow to Yanran with the spring breeze, and let me miss you outside the distant blue sky. -Li Bai's "Three Sauvignon Blancs"

Thirty-seven, when Yuanyang was completely bald, the south of the Yangtze River was three thousand miles away from the north. -He Zhu's "Cherish Spring, Go through thick and thin, Harvest Spring"

Thirty-eight, Sauvignon Blanc, destroying the heart! -Li Bai's "Sauvignon Blanc"

Thirty-nine, once the sea is difficult for water, it will always be amber. -Yuan Zhen's Five Poems of Self-reflection

Forty, this past year should be a good time and a good scene. Customs are strange, who to talk to. -Liu Yong's "Yulinling"

I know that I have been in love for a long time, and I am disappointed with the sound of the river at Wangjiangtou. -Li Shangyin's Walking Alone in Qujiang in Late Autumn

Forty-two, acacia is as deep as the sea, and the old things are as far away as the sky. -Wan Le's "operator"

Forty-three, what hope do I have in the darkness of our graves? You and I have little confidence in meeting after death. -Yuan Zhen's "Send Three Sad Hearts"

Forty-four, one inch of acacia. -Li Guan's "Dead Hua Lian Chun Mu"

Forty-five, after parting, remember to meet each other and dream of being with you several times. -Yan's "Three Partridges in the Sky"

Forty-six, when the flowers are gone, I will be alone with you. -Su Shi's "He Xinlang Summer Scene"

Forty-seven, fallen petal independence, micro swift Qi Fei. -Yan's "Two Poems of Linjiang Fairy"

Forty-eight, can't drive, can't rely on. -Cao Zhi's "Tall Buildings and Bright Moon"

Forty-nine, unscrewed and turned into empty, white-haired lovers are more precious. -Si Kongtu "Jiuquanzi buys apricot flowers"

May and April were today last year, when we broke up. -Wei Zhuang's "The Female Crown, April"

Fifty-one, for my heart, for your heart, just to know each other and remember each other deeply. -Gu Zhen's Confessions

Fifty-two, homesickness is hard to get, and books thank lovers. -Li Bai's "Send to Ang, Leave to Bazhong"

Fifty-three, I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you don't miss home. -Li Chi Ngai's operator, I live at the head of the Yangtze River.

Fifty-four, lazy to pick flowers, half-edge repair half-edge gentleman. -Yuan Zhen's Five Poems of Self-reflection

Fifty-five, easy to die without dust, the swallow is still there, said the soft curtain hook. -Na Lanxingde's "Death to Hua Lian, No pains, the most pity for the sun and the moon"

Fifty-six, fear of breaking the red, there is still the word acacia, how can you see it? -Zhou Bangyan's "Six Ugly Fallen Flowers"

Fifty-seven, the monarch is like a rock, the concubine is like a reed, the reed is sewed like silk, and the rock has no transfer. -"Peacocks Fly Southeast"

Fifty-eight, the crowd searched for him for thousands of Baidu, and suddenly looking back, the man was there, and the lights were dim. -Xin Qiji's Qingyun Case Yuan Xi

Fifty-nine, farewell is like yesterday, and the eaves have been exposed. -Jiang Yan's "Ancient Separation"

When there is poverty in the corner of the world, there is only endless acacia. -Yan Shu's "Jade House Spring"

Sixty-one, all fate has its own grievances, so painting is far away. -Ouyang Xiu's "Hating Love and Eyebrows"

Sixty-two, the gold medal purple ribbon rode more than a thousand times, and the husband returned to pay homage to Hou. -Wang Changling's Two Brothels

Sixty-three, an inch of acacia, nowhere in the world. -Li Guan's "The Recent Flowers"

Sixty-four, ruthlessness is not like sentimentality, an inch is still inextricably linked. -Yan Shu's "Jade House Spring"

Sixty-five, the bright moon building rests alone, and the wine turns into acacia tears. -Fan Zhongyan's Su Muzhe

Sixty-six, spring girl, don't cry for tea. -Yuan Haowen "Jiang Zhongshan, First Arriving at Songshan"

Sixty-seven, ask the world how to teach life and death. -Yuan Haowen "Fishing"

68. The girls here look at the same melancholy moon and light up our China soldiers. -Shen Quanqi's Three Miscellaneous Poems

Sixty-nine, how beautiful she looks, opening the pearly casement and sitting with a frown. -Li Bai's Resentment

Seventy, diffuse to the cold furnace drunk jade bottle, calling you to enjoy the small window. -Lu You's "Huanxisha No Guilt Rhyme"

Love poems expressing determination (70)

First of all, I know very well that this kind of love will not have any result, but it can comfort my soul! .

Second, the past year should be a good time to exist in name only. Customs are strange, who to talk to.

Third, female, ask for it. If you can't pursue it, the black nightclub misses her during the day. Miss Long, I can't sleep over and over again. Shepherd's purse, uneven left and right. A beautiful and virtuous woman rings the bell to please her.

Fourth, the candle has a heart to say goodbye and tears for others until dawn.

Five, endless acacia blood and tears throw red beans, spring flowers can not finish.

Sixth, poverty has no definite river bones, and it is still a spring dream.

I wish I were like the stars and the moon, shining every night; I can't see each other grow old, but I can only dawn with you.

Eight, this is the sorrow that all mankind must know. Poor couples are sad.

Nine, if you raise the dust on the road, if you make the cement muddy, when can we meet in harmony?

Ten, born back, died of Sauvignon Blanc.

Eleven, thousands of dollars to buy each other like Fu, is complaining about this situation.

Twelve, all roads lead to gold, I only saw the wood and stone alliance. Facing the sky, the nobles in the mountains are crystal clear with snow; I will never forget the lonely forest in the world.

Thirteen, affectionate only spring court month, is still a sunny thing.

Fourteen, flowers can be folded straight, don't wait for no flowers to fold!

Fifteen, once the sea is difficult for water, it will always be amber.

At the age of sixteen, silkworms will weave until they die in spring, and candles will drain the wick every night.

Seventeen, people feel sentimental and thin, but now they are not sentimental.

Eighteen, life and death are rich, Zicheng said. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.

Nineteen, a fragrant, heartbreaking.

Twenty, if you don't miss it all your life, you will miss it and hurt it.

Love is blind.

Twenty-two, only the eyes will open all night, that is the lifelong trouble in your brow.

Twenty-three, after parting, remember to meet each other and dream of being with you several times.

I know that I have been in love for a long time, and I am disappointed with the sound of the river at Wangjiangtou.

Twenty-five years old, married and loving each other.

Twenty-six, cohabitation, sad to death.

Twenty-seven, if successful, why not quit? You would rather be a mandarin duck than a fairy.

Twenty-eight, people like the wind into the clouds, love like rain sticky flocculant.

Twenty-nine, the beast furnace sinks hookah, and pieces of green marsh flowers are written into the story of acacia.

Thirty, ask the world how to make people live and die together. Ask your lover whether the flowers bloom or fall. It is a natural feather fan black silk scarf.

Thirty-one, the crowd searched for him for thousands of Baidu, and suddenly looking back, the man was in the dim light.

32, we hope to fly in the sky, two birds grow together on the ground with a new wing, two branches of a tree ... the earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever!

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

Thirty-four, Guan Guanluo dove, in Hezhou. A beautiful and virtuous woman is a good spouse of a gentleman. Mix shepherd's purse and salvage it from left to right.

Thirty-five, sentimental since ancient times. What's more, it is a cold autumn festival.

Thirty-six, the belt is getting wider and wider, and I won't regret it. Will make people haggard for Iraq.

Thirty-seven, acacia has no words, don't waste your tears on flowers.

Thirty-eight, for my heart, for your heart, know each other and remember each other deeply.

At the age of 39, Shen Yan, a fish, traveled all over the world and began to believe in the separation of human beings.

Forty, acacia is as deep as the sea, and the old things are as far away as the sky.

Forty-one, the time was long before I met her, but even longer after we parted, the east wind started and a hundred flowers blossomed. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.

Forty-two, when those red berries come in spring, they blush on your southern branches. People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.

Forty-three, sadness is drifting away, and the distance is like spring water.

Forty-four, don't come to the book for half a year, one inch away from the intestines.

Forty-five, flowers can be folded straight, don't wait until there are no flowers!

46. Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn.

Forty-seven, life has been infatuated since ancient times, and this resentment has nothing to do with romantic affairs.

Forty-eight, once the sea is difficult for water, it will always be amber. 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.

Forty-nine, fallen petal independence, micro swift Qi Fei.

Fifty, ask the world what love is and teach life and death.

Fifty-one, holding hands and looking at tears, I was speechless.

Fifty-two, life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance.

53. Looking back at tears, I wish I could not meet before marriage.

Fifty-four, linglong dice Anhoudou, how much do you know about bone acacia?

Fifty-five, there is a beautiful woman, I can't forget it, I haven't seen her for a day, and I feel crazy.

56. The most important thing is that the world can't stay. Zhu Yan's words are reflected in the mirror.

Fifty-seven, flowers bloom and fall, flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

Fifty-eight, a lonely person who complains that the preface is always faint.

Fifty-nine, sunrise in the east, sunset in the west, the road is sunny but sunny.

Sixty, two long relationships are sooner or later.

Sixty-one, the bright moon does not know how to hate, and the oblique light goes to wear Zhu Hu.

Sixty-two, teach your eyes to have no hatred, and don't believe that there are hoary heads in the world.

Sixty-three, today, meet this lover.

Sixty-four, looking for it, cold and bright, sad and sad. This time, what a sad sentence?

Sixty-five years old, a moment that should last forever, came and went unconsciously.

Sixty-six, an inch of acacia, nowhere in the world.

Sixty-seven, the crowd looked for him for thousands of Baidu, and suddenly looked back, people were there, and the lights were dim.

Sixty-eight, hate is not as good as tide, and acacia begins to feel that the sea is not deep.

Sixty-nine, open the HarmonyOS system, who is the lover? It's all about romance.

Seventy, acacia plum blossoms stayed up all night, and suddenly I suspected that the window was a gentleman.

Write sad love poems (70)

First, the sad pillow rains in the middle of the night, and the rain drops. -Li Qingzhao's ugly slave, who planted banana trees at the window?

Second, nobody lies on the cow's back in the sunset, bringing back western Western jackdaw in pairs. -Zhang Shunmin's "Village House, Water Around the Hedge"

Third, Hunchun was speechless and heartbroken. Spring can come, and people can come when they go. -Wang "Little Crimson Lips"

Fourth, alcohol wakes people up. -Xu Changtu's "Linjiang Fairy Drinks from Tingxi"

Fifth, ask the world how to teach life and death. -Yuan Haowen "Fishing"

Sixth, this time, what a sad sentence! -Li Qingzhao's "Slow Sound Search"

Seven, the moon breaks at dusk and people are heartbroken. -Xie Kejia's "Remembering Wang Yi Yi Gong Liu Brush Palace Wall"

Eight, the flowers are dying, the wind is impatient, the curtains are hanging late and redone, and the moss is dancing. -Sun Guangxian's "Huanxisha, the flowers are sparse and can't stand the wind"

Nine, you hate a few tears, lean on it. -Jing Li's "Biography of Huanxisha"

Ten, this past year, should be good morning, the scene is good. Even if there is a thousand minutes of amorous feelings, who should I talk to? -Liu Yong's "Yulinling"

Eleven, when the guest is sad, he is a dereliction of duty listener, tears drenched his chest. -Li Bai's "Youjian Spring"

Twelve, roll up the mountains and rivers, respond to the sad cry of arowana, and make poems. -Yang, "Water Tune Song Head Deng Duo"

Thirteen, ask how much sadness you can have, just like a river flowing eastward. -Li Yu's Young Beauty

14. Shake off the objects and ask Du Fu about the empty mountain. -Zhu Zumou's "Slow Voice"

Fifteen, immediately encounter cold food, worry is spring. -Song Wenzhi, "Cold Food on the Way: Huangmei Linjiang Post to Cui Rong"

16. Singing Fu Liang's songs in sadness is like a piece of golden jade. -Zheng Sixiao's Li Er

17. Shuangfeiyan, meet a stranger? Stir up spring worries like catkins. -Feng Yansi's "Where to Go in a few days"

Eighteen, the husband is not without tears, and does not spill the parting room. -Lu Guimeng's "Separation"

19. Laughter dies in silence, but passion is mercilessly annoyed. -Su Shi's Dead Hua Lian

20. Autumn dusk is rainy and wet-Li Qingzhao's "Huanshadan as Spring Cold Food Day"

No one has crossed the long fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying. -Fan Chengda's "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous, Its

Twenty-two, full of blood and tears, it is also sad to go home after chaos. -Gao Qi's "Send Chen Xiucai back to the Tomb of Shashang Province"

Twenty-three, this matter is unknown, and the curtain is full. -Chen's "Lin Jiangxian Gao Yongchu's Ci is rewarded in the afternoon"

24. Sunset buried by the coming night. -Zhao Lingzhi's "Recent Flowers, Flocculation, Air Cooling"

Twenty-five, but the clouds are heavy and the rain is scattered. With dry east wind tears. -Wang Shen's "Remembering the Past"

26. Worried about hurting Cui Dai's eyebrows, I spend every day alone. -Shi Dazu's "Flying Swallows Together"

Twenty-seven, the river will be more full of sadness, straight and long. -Qu Dajun's "Magpie Stepping"

Twenty-eight, flute and worry, oblique branches lean on disease. -Cui Daorong's Plum Blossom

Twenty-nine, stealing bullets to clear tears and send smoke waves, seeing Jiangtou's old friend, so haggard. -Yuan Quhua's "The sword is near, the rain comes at night"

At the age of thirty, the couples in Shihao Village have no more tears than those in the Palace of Eternal Life. -Ma Wei of Yuan Mei

Thirty-one. Go to Mochow Palace and party there all night. -Li Shangyin's Untitled, Deep in Mochow Hall

I don't know when to start working. -Wang Guowei's Young Beauty, Agricultural Beauty Riding Bamboo and Wandering Day

Thirty-three, red tears slipped down, full of spring breeze. -Na Lanxingde's "Picking Mulberry Seeds, Wrong at the Time"

34. The army listens to the sadness of the army and the people listen to the fear of the people. -Wang Pan's "Chao Tian Zi Yin Jiao"

Thirty-five, worry about an arrow, the wind is fast, and half a wave is warm. You can count posts as soon as you turn around. -Zhou Bangyan's "Heroes Lan Ling Liu"

At the age of 36, I have to worry about every word of Hong Fei. -Qin Guan's "Reducing the Word Yulan Tianya Old Hate"

Thirty-seven, lonely and desolate, starting from scratch. -Gong Zizhen's "Langtaosha, Writing Dreams"

Thirty-eight, the heart of my life, shed a thousand tears for you. -Liu Yong's "Remembering the Imperial Capital with Thin Pillows and Cool Days"

Thirty-nine, all the way to the depths of people, at that time, it was ruthless. -Lu You's "Chaozhong Wrong Wear Tande Call"

Forty-year-old osmanthus doesn't know how to shake off hatred, and Su E should believe not to leave sadness. -Wang Qi's "Looking at Jiangnan, the Moon in Jiangnan"

Forty-one, red beans are ugly and full of acacia tears. -Niu Xiji's "The New Moon is as Beautiful as an Eyebrow"

Forty-two, looking back at the heartbroken place, tears steal-Na Lan Xingde's "Shanhuazi, the wind has gone with the wind and turned into a ping"

Forty-three, I don't blame Pingyang guest, tears fall, and the flute sounds sad. -Zhou Bangyan's "Da 'an Yuediao Spring Rain"

Forty-four, vegetation also knows sorrow, and youth is actually bald. -Cao Xueqin's "Tang Duoling Catkin"

Forty-five, thinking about the past is empty, fleeting and heartless, like a smoke cage. -Xia Wanchun's "A Plum and a Willow"

46. I know what I mean, but it's a pity that this situation must be true! -Li Yu's "More Leakage"

Forty-seven, read the Lantang red candle, the heart is long and the flame is short, and people cry. -Yan Shu's "Shake Qiu Ting, don't report thousands of miles"

Forty-eight, with tears in your eyes, I wish I could meet you before marriage. -Zhang Ji's "Yin Jiefu Send Dongping Lishi Island"

Forty-nine, love is afraid of thinking, looking forward to the long beach, and the grass is full of heart. When you are sad, you will find blue sky and yellow land. -Zhu Yizun's "High Balcony"

Fifty, my hometown is far away. When will I go? -Zhou Bangyan's "Su Curtain"

Fifty-one, tears are silent for the end of spring. -Huai Shang female "Minus word Yulan Huai Shan faint"

Fifty-two, hate the empty curtain, tears stand on the face of the lotus, regret when you are young. -Gu Zhen's "Scenery Scenery of Lotus in Huanxisha"

Fifty-three, but I can't see it alone, and I don't know until I burst into tears. -Li Bai's "Dugu"

Fifty-four, ruthless is opposite the mountains and rivers. -Xin Qiji's "Setting a Storm and Sending Fan Kuo to Youjian Kangxi"

Don't worry about the rain in the middle of the night. -Chen Ke's "Linjiang Fairy Four Seas for Ten Years"

Fifty-six, I keep the house, afraid of forgetting to care about you, and I don't feel tearful. -Cao Pi's Ge Yanxing

Fifty-seven, tearful eyes ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing. -Ouyang Xiu "How Deep is the Courtyard"

Fifty-eight, where is the world going? When old love and new dreams come, the evening ends. -cutie's "Huanxisha Pillow Barrier Embroidered Curtain Fumigating Furnace"

59. When my boat was sailing in the fog, the sun faded and old memories began. -Meng Haoran's "Sleeping in Jiande River"

Sixty, who feels heartless hate, when the moon is clear, it falls. -Lu Guimeng's Bai Lianhua

Sixty-one, the west wind and the sunset, the Han tomb. -Li Bai's "Recalling Qin E"

62. The cry of wild geese makes my sad heart surrounded by gloomy mountains. -Li Wei's Farewell to Weiwan

Sixty-three, the night drums are like a border state. I went to this building thirty years ago. -Li Yi's "Upper Ruzhou County Building"

Sixty-four, don't worry about Niu Shan, tears touch speculation. -Li Bai's "Gentleman Thinking and Doing"

65, I rode to the edge of town. I observe the chaos of the world on the horizon day after day. -Du Fu's Wild Hope

Sixty-six, to see the sun, for all his glory, was buried in the coming night. -Li Shangyin's Leyuan Scenic Area

Sixty-seven, this year, I am in a hurry to spend. It seemed annoying and sad when we met. -Zhou Bangyan's "Flower Offender Xiaoshi Plum Blossom"

Sixty-eight, melancholy Yu Di urged farewell, Hui Lansao, not a sad thing. -Wen, "The Recent Flowers"

Sixty-nine, lonely boudoir, one inch of sorrow. -Li Qingzhao's "Point Crimson Lips and Boudoir Thoughts"

Seventy, meet again in the depths of Qulan, and even tears will tremble. -Nalan Xingde's Meet Again in the Deep of Qulan.

Lyric love poems (70)

First, there was no fate in the last life, and we should be reunited and blessed in the next life. -Wan Le's "Answer to the Operator"

Second, advise you to come to your hometown often. There is nothing to worry about and nothing to hate. -Yan's "Jade Tower Spring Carving Saddles and Living as a Warbler"

Three, linglong dice Ann red beans, bone acacia know. -The article "Two Songs of Nan Gezi"

Fourth, since the farewell, the sigh has never stopped ringing, and Phellodendron amurense was born in spring, with increasing pains. -"The Song at Four o'clock in the Midnight"

Five, the clear water is boundless, and beauty is not hollow. -Li Bai's "Sending Wang Hanyang in Early Spring"

Six, once the sea is difficult for water, amber 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. -Yuan Zhen's Lisi

Seven, how beautiful she looks, open the pearly casement and sit with a frown. -Li Bai's Resentment

Eight, if you hate more, you can sit on your eyebrows. -Yan Xuan's Eight Beaters, Cloud Lock, Yellow Smoke and Willow Fine.

Nine, poor Wuding riverside bone, still a dream girl! -Chen Tao's "Four Poems of Longxi"

Ten, diffuse to the cold furnace drunk jade bottle, call you to enjoy the small window. -Lu You's "Huanxisha No Guilt Rhyme"

Eleven, the mountains are far away, the weather is cold, and the acacia maple leaves are Dan. -Li Yu's Sauvignon Blanc, A Heavy Mountain

Twelve, enchanting and gorgeous, jealous of romantic laughter, eager for Dong Jun. -Li Qingzhao's "Qing Qing Ban Bei"

Thirteen, I was in tears. I heard that my husband next door came back. I will always be in my heart.

Fourteen, don't refuse to say that beautiful oath because it may change, and don't be afraid to ask for a heart-to-heart meeting because it may be separated. -Xi Murong's Seal

15. The couples in Shihao Village don't cry as much as they do in the Palace of Eternal Life. -Ma Wei of Yuan Mei

Sixteen, for my heart, for your heart, I know each other and remember each other deeply. -Gu Zhen's Confessions

17. I hate that you are not like the moon, but only each other. -Lv Benzhong's "Picking Mulberry Seeds, Hating Jun is not like a River"

At the age of eighteen, I know that this love will not have any result, but it can comfort my soul! . -Li Shangyin's Six Untitled Poems

Nineteen, when the flowers are gone, I will be alone with you. -Su Shi's "He Xinlang Summer Scene"

Twenty, dark acacia, nowhere to say, melancholy night comes misty and hazy. -Wei Zhuang's "Ying Tianchang, Don't Come to Le Shu for Half a Year"

Twenty-one, a beautiful branch is carefully taken, and the heart is as heavy as a bundle. -Su Shi's "He Xinlang Summer Scene"

22. I just hope your heart is the same as mine, and don't miss home. -Li Chi Ngai's operator, I live at the head of the Yangtze River.

Twenty-three, come back with tears, and hate not to meet before marriage. -Zhang Ji's "Yin Jiefu Send Dongping Lishi Island"

Twenty-four, when the Yuanyang is completely bald, the south of the Yangtze River is three thousand miles north. -He Zhu's "Cherish Spring, Go through thick and thin, Harvest Spring"

Twenty-five years old, a moment that should last forever, came and went unconsciously. -Li Shangyin's "Jinse"

Twenty-six, embroidered with a piano, boarded the Scholar's Academy. -Guan Xiu's "Good deeds, hurting ancient songs, no bosom friends"

Twenty-seven, when the waning moon rises, the beauty tears. -Wei Zhuang's One Night in the Red Chamber by Bodhisattva Man.

Twenty-eight, the beast furnace sinks hookah, and pieces of green marsh flowers are written into the story of acacia. -Zhang Kejiu's Sai Qiu Hong

Twenty-nine, broken dreams, open books, no acacia. -Shi Dazu's Mid-Autumn Festival in Qi Tianle Su Zhen Ding Yi

Thirty, a little dust, looking back at the west wind. -Wu Wenying's "Six Mysteries and Gong Ze Tanabata"

Thirty-one, the spring is not over, it is difficult to send a piece of sorrow. Who is the heart of the piano? Find Hua Die in a winding path, and teach parrots around the sun in an empty aperture. -York's "Manjiang Xiao Hong Shen Yuan"

Thirty-two, after the bleak farewell, the two should be the same, at most, there is no clear resentment under the moon. -Nalan Xingde's "Young Beauty"

Thirty-three, it is expected that Daimei will lock the Sui embankment again, and her heart will still move the Liang Garden. -Lv Zugao's "Night Banquet Du Qing Early Spring"

Thirty-four, after Princess Lanchai's name was broadcast, I was stunned by the king's face. -Zhang Qiongying's "Man Jiang Hong Topic Nanjing Yishan Post"

Thirty-five, lonely boudoir, one inch of sorrow. -Li Qingzhao's "Point Crimson Lips and Boudoir Thoughts"

Thirty-six, makeup "whispered to her husband, thrush depth is out of date. -Zhu Qingyu's "Try Jill Zhang Water"

Thirty-seven, exhausted is king, when flowers bloom. -the article "South Gezi, how low to lie"

Thirty-eight, fallen petal independence, micro swift Qi Fei. -Yan's "Two Poems of Linjiang Fairy"

Thirty-nine, green silk quilt, golden boudoir. -Chao Bu Zhi "Fishing, Living in Gaodong"

Forty, falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. -Gong Zizhen's Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems

Forty-one, also for a period of acacia, the cold wave leaves dance red, giving people a shake. -Wu Wenying's "When you are drunk, wake up the rain"

Forty-two, there is a beautiful woman, I don't forget, I haven't seen her for a day, and I feel crazy. -Anonymous "Feng Qiu Qin Huang Ge"

43. Sima Xiangru lives in Xiling Bridge, with Qintai Mausoleum in the north. Love Wen Zhuojun after Illness —— Du Fu's Qintai

Forty-four, the waves of the Yangtze River make people cry, and the west wind is white at night. -Song Wan's Wind on the River

45. Mrs. Gu refers to Qi, who is a bird. -Li Bai's "Mountain Man Persuades Wine"

Forty-six, since you are out, who knows the mirror? I miss you like a dragon, and I hear sobbing. -Xin Hongzhi's Return of the King

Forty-seven, this star doesn't seem to be last night. Who is the wind and dew standing in the dark? -Huang Jingren's Two Poems of Love

Forty-eight, you know I have a husband. Give me a pair of pearls. -Zhang Ji's "Yin Jiefu Send Dongping Lishi Island"

Forty-nine, take a break and half a paper. It's nothing, and you can bear it. -Chen Pengjie's sister "Send two songs, its"

Fifty, if you have a bosom friend, don't hesitate to sing Yangchun. -Yan Shu's "Liu Song from the Mountain Pavilion"

Fifty-one, send acacia, cold rain lamp window, Furong old courtyard. -Wu Wenying's "Night Banquet Du Qingqiu Feeling"

Fifty-two, I can't write acacia, but I fly away with a cold wave. -Zhu Yizun's "Changting complains about slow geese"

53. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. -Huang Ming's Collection of Hangzhou Folk Poetry

Acacia has no words. Don't waste your tears on flowers. -Yan's Three Songs of Partridge Sky

Fifty-five, I missed plum blossoms all night, and suddenly I suspected that I was a gentleman. -Lutong "Thinking"

Fifty-six, affectionate since ancient times, the origin of good dreams is the easiest to wake up. -Shi Qing's Yi Xi Topic

57. Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night. -Zhang Jiuling's "Full Moon Philip Burkart"

Fifty-eight, no words care for each other, only a thousand lines of tears. -Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi"

Fifty-nine, do you know if it is a kind of Shanxi? It used to be a poetry league. -Liu Guo's "Reading in Qinyuanchun Zhang Liu Fenqiu"

60. Look for beautiful dreams, which are hard to realize. Who knows my mood at this time? Tears in front of the pillow and rain in front of the curtain drop through a window. -Nie Shengqiong's Partridge Sky

Acacia has never been idle. It takes time and energy to curse you. -Shu prostitute "Queqiao Fairy, Promise in Words"

Sixty-two, oblique moon according to the curtain, recalling the gentleman's dream. -Mao Xizhen's "Bodhisattva Man, Pear Blossoms Full of Fragrant Snow"

Sixty-three, tears sealed, life is only difficult to die. -Wen, "The Recent Flowers"

Sixty-four, when you enter my lovesick door, you know that I am lovesick. Looking back, I am lovesick. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"

Sixty-five, life and death are generous, Zi Cheng said. Hold your hand and grow old with your son. -"The Book of Songs, Drumming"

66. We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one, grow on the earth, two branches of a tree ...-Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow.

Sixty-seven, the beauty has a long thought, and this heart is sad. -Li Bai's "Folding Willow"

Sixty-eight, what is Dong Jun, the solution will be fragrant, skillfully compose spring ice. -Zhu Xiyan's "A Red Calyx and a Plum"

Sixty-nine, acacia missed, looking forward to the breeze. -Li Bai's "Folding Lotus"

Seventy, hate like spring grass, you can go further and live. -Li Yu's "Qing Ping Le"