Classic poems about missing your wife and daughter

1. Poems about missing your wife

2. Poems about missing your wife in the cold

Poems about missing your wife 1. Poems about missing your wife

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 walked to the end of the world, he began to believe that separation in the world is painful. -Dai Shulun's "Lovesickness"

If you had known the tide early and had faith, you would have married a tide boy

A glass of wine with a spring breeze of peach and plum blossoms, and a lamp of ten years of rain in the rivers and lakes ------Song Dynasty. Huang Tingjian< <Send Huang Jifu>>

Change my heart for yours, and we will know each other deeply and remember each other deeply. -Gu Xun's "Revelation of Heartfelt Love"

The green birds on the river are more than white, and the blue flowers on the mountains are about to burn. This spring has passed, and when will it be the return year? ------Du Fu's "Quatrains"

Tonight, when the moon shines brightly, everyone looks around, wondering who is missing in autumn thoughts. ------Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty <<Looking at the moon on the night of the 15th and sending it to Dr. Du>>

I am even more timid about being close to my hometown and dare not ask the visitor. ------Tang. Song Zhiwen <<Du Dayuling>>

When you come from your hometown, you should know the things about your hometown. Will the winter plum blossoms bloom in front of the beautiful window tomorrow? ------Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty<<Three Miscellaneous Poems>>

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2. Poems about missing his wife

1. Yu Beauty·Meet each other again in the depths of Qulan

Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

See each other again in the depths of Qulan, and we tremble with tears. After a desolate farewell, the two echoed each other, the most unbearable resentment in the bright moonlight.

I have slept alone for half my life, and the mountain pillow is stained with sandalwood. What is the most fascinating thing in my memory? The first thing is to break branches and paint a skirt.

Translation:

Back then, deep in the winding corridor, I met you again. I hold you tenderly in my arms with pity. The two of them hugged each other deeply, whispering to each other about their lovesickness after a long separation. In my arms, your body trembles slightly, gently wiping away the dripping crystal tears, which makes people feel infinite pity. Now, the beauty in memory has become the desolation after parting.

After the separation, I only felt lonely for half my life, and there were already tears on my pillow. The most desolate and cold, in the quiet moonlight time; the most afraid to remember, when I splashed ink with you to draw a skirt.

2. Jiangling worries and hopes for peace/ Jiangling worries for hope

Tang Dynasty: Fish Mystery

Thousands of maple leaves cover thousands of branches, and the river bridge covers the dusk sails Late.

Recalling your heart is like the water of the West River, flowing eastward day and night without rest.

Translation:

On a desolate late autumn day, maple leaves floated on the river. At this time, a gust of west wind blew, and the trees all over the mountain made a rustling sound. When I heard this scene, I, little girl, felt sad. Looking far into the distance, you can see the river bridge hidden in the maple forest. It's already dusk, why haven't I seen my lover return by boat? Not seeing my lover return, I am anxious as a little girl. My longing for my lover is as endless as the water of the Xijiang River. My longing for him is as long as the flowing water is.

3. Jade House Spring·Spring Hate

Song Dynasty: Yan Shu

Changting Road with green poplars and fragrant grass is easy to walk by when you are young. The lingering dreams at the top of the building are at five o'clock, and the March rain is leaving melancholy at the bottom of the flowers.

Ruthlessness is not as painful as passion, an inch is like thousands of strands. When the ends of the earth are endless, there is only endless love.

Translation:

On the ancient pavilion road with green poplars, weeping willows and luxuriant grass, he seemed like a couple who easily left me behind and walked away. The bell above the building awakened the lingering dreams of the fifth night, and the sorrow in my heart was like the March spring rain falling on the bottom of the flowers.

How can a heartless person understand the troubles of a passionate person? An inch of lovesickness and sorrow turns into thousands of strands. No matter how far away the world is, there will be an end to it, but the sorrow of cherishing someone is infinitely long and has no end.

4. Send someone else

Tang Dynasty: Zhang Bi

Farewell to Meng Yiyi’s arrival at Xie’s house, the small corridor is rounded and sloping towards the end.

There is only the moon in the spring court that is sentimental, just like falling flowers for people who have left.

Translation:

Don’t vaguely come to Xie’s house in your dream, wandering under the railing of the small corridor.

Only the spring moon in the sky is the most sentimental, and it shines on the fallen flowers in the courtyard for those who are leaving.

5. Untitled·It’s hard to say goodbye when we meet

Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin

It’s hard to say goodbye when we meet. The east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.

The spring silkworms will not run out until they die, 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. (One of Pengshan's works: Penglai)

Translation:

The opportunity to meet is really rare, and it is even more difficult to part ways. Moreover, the weather of late spring is about to turn away from the east wind, and the flowers are withered. Thanks, it’s even more sad.

Spring silkworms spin cocoons until they die and spin out all the silk. Candles burn out and turn to ashes before the tear-like wax drips dry.

When a woman looks in the mirror in the morning when she is dressed up, she is only worried that her lush, cloud-like hair will change color and her youthful appearance will disappear. If a man moans and cannot sleep at night, he must feel the cold moon encroaching upon him.

The other party's residence is not far away from Penglai Mountain, but there is no way to get there and it is out of reach. I hope there will be a messenger like a blue bird who will diligently visit my lover for me.

3. Poems describing longing for your lover

Qingpingle Song Yanshu

The small characters on the red paper say that everything is done in business,

Hongyan is here Like a fish in the clouds, it is difficult to convey such melancholy.

The setting sun leans against the west tower alone, and the distant mountains are just opposite the curtain hook.

The human face is unknown, but the green wave is still flowing eastward.

The Magpie Bridge Immortal, Qin Guan, 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 they stay together day and night?

Die Lian Hua, Song Dynasty, Ouyang Xiu

How deep is the courtyard? The willows are piled with smoke, and the curtains are countless.

The jade-carved saddle is in 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.

With tears in her eyes, she asked the flowers without saying a word, and the red flowers flew across the swing.

Magnolia, Song Dynasty, Yan Shu

Green poplars and fragrant grass lead to a long pavilion road, which is easy to pass by when you are young.

There is a lingering dream at the top of the building, and there is a March rain at the bottom of the flower.

Ruthlessness is not as painful as passion, an inch is like thousands of strands.

When the ends of the earth are endless, there is only endless love.

The Sapphire Case, Yuan Eve, Song Dynasty, Xin Qiji

The east wind blows thousands of flowers and trees down at night, and the stars fall like rain. BMW carvings fill the road with fragrance,

The sound of phoenix flutes, jade pots turning light, and fish and dragons dancing all night long.

The golden strands of moth snow and willow trees are filled with laughter and hidden fragrance. The crowd searched for her thousands of times,

Suddenly looking back, that person was there, in a dimly lit place.

The Sapphire Case He Zhu, Song Dynasty

Lingbo could not reach Hengtang Road, but he watched Fangchen go. Who will spend the golden years?

Yueqiao Garden, with small windows and red doors. Only Chun knows the place.

The flying clouds are rising slowly into the twilight sky. New inscriptions with colored pens on heartbreaking sentences. If you ask how much leisure and sorrow you have?

Yichuan Tobacco is everywhere in the city. Plum yellow Shiyu.

Slow Voice Song Dynasty Li Qingzhao

Searching and searching, deserted and miserable.

It is most difficult to take a breath when it is warm and then cold.

Three cups and two glasses of light wine are no match for him. The wind comes late at night.

The wild goose is 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?

Guarding the window, how can one live in darkness alone?

The phoenix trees also drizzle until dusk, bit by bit.

This time, how can you say "sorrow"?

Yu Linling, Song Dynasty, Liu Yong

The chilling cicadas are mournful, facing the pavilion at night, the showers have begun to subside.

There is no trace of drinking in the Dumen tent, and the place of nostalgia and the orchid boat urge the hair.

Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, I was speechless and choked.

Thousands of miles away, the mist spreads, the dusk falls and the sky widens.

4. Poems expressing longing for the lover

⑴Chinese New Year's Eve, [Tang Dynasty] Gao Shi

The hotel is sleepless under the cold light, and the guest's heart becomes sad.

My hometown is far away tonight, and tomorrow will be another year with frost on my temples.

⑵ Returning home [Tang Dynasty] Du Mu

The childish child held up his clothes and asked, why is it too late to return? ***Who fights for time and wins the hair on the sideburns?

⑶ Xiangsi [Song Dynasty] Li Gou

People say that the setting sun is the end of the world, but I can’t see my home even if I look to the end of the world.

I already hate that the Bishan Mountains are blocking each other, and the Bishan Mountains are still covered by dusk clouds.

⑷The capital received a letter from the family [Ming Dynasty] Yuan Kai

The river is three thousand miles away, and the letter from home contains fifteen lines. There was no other words to say while walking, except that he would return home as soon as possible.

⑸ Watching the mountains with the Master Haochu and sending them to relatives in Beijing [Tang Dynasty] Dai Shulun

The sharp mountains by the sea are like swords, and the coming of autumn cuts the heart of sorrow everywhere.

If I were to transform myself into a hundred billion people, I would disperse up to the top of the mountain and look at my hometown.

⑹Wen Yan [Tang Dynasty] Wei Yingwu

Where is my hometown? It is a leisurely time to return to your thoughts. On an autumn rainy night in Huainan, Gaozhai heard the arrival of wild geese.

⑺Miscellaneous Poems (Wang Wei)

You come from your hometown, you should know the things in your hometown. Will the winter plum blossoms bloom in front of the beautiful window tomorrow?

⑻Title: Dayu Lingbei Station (Question of the Song Dynasty)

Wild geese are flying to the south under the overcast moon, and the rumor ends here. My journey has not ended yet, when will I come back?

The river is still and the tide is beginning to fall, and the forest is dim and closed. In the Ming Dynasty, when you look at your hometown, you should see Longtou plum.

⑼ Crossing the Jingmen Gate to say goodbye (Li Bai)

Crossing the distance outside the Jingmen Gate, I came to travel from the Kingdom of Chu. The mountains end with the plains, and the river flows into the wilderness.

Under the moonlight, there is a flying mirror, and the clouds are forming sea towers. Still feeling pity for the water in my hometown, I send my boat sailing thousands of miles away.

⑽Yi Shedi (Du Fu) on a moonlit night

The garrison drum interrupts the line of people, and the sound of wild geese is heard in autumn. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.

My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death. Sending letters often failed to arrive, and the troops did not stop.

⑾Farewell (Folk Song of the Sui Dynasty)

The willows hang green on the ground, and the poplar flowers are flying in the sky.

The wicker sticks are folded and the flowers are flying away. May I ask the passers-by whether they are returning home?

⑿Watching the Moon on the Fifteenth Night (Wang Jian) ??

Crows roost on the white trees in the courtyard, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently.

Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks around, I wonder who is missing in autumn thoughts.

⒀Meeting the envoy to the capital

The road to the east of my hometown is long, and my sleeves are full of tears.

We will meet soon without pen and paper, but I will rely on you to send messages of peace.

⒁Shier (Lu You)

After death, I know that everything is in vain, but the sadness is not the same as that of Jiuzhou.

Wang Shibei fixed the day of the Central Plains, and he did not forget to tell Nai Weng about the family sacrifices.

⒂Yu Jia Ao (Fan Zhongyan)

The scenery is strange when autumn comes in the fortress. The geese in Hengyang leave without paying attention, and there are sounds from all directions. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke sets and the sun sets, solitary city closed.

A glass of wine can bring you thousands of miles away, but there is no way for Yan Ran to return home. Qiang Guan is covered with frost all over the ground. When a man is sleepless, the general's hair turns gray and his husband weeps.

⒃Cut a plum blossom and cross the Wujiang River (Jiang Jie)

A piece of spring sorrow awaits the pouring of wine. The boats on the river are rocking, and the curtains on the upper floors are moving. Qiuniang Ferry and Tai Niang Bridge. The wind is blowing and the rain is falling.

When will I return home to wash my guest robes? The word "Yin" means "Sheng", the word "Xin" means "Xiang Shao". It is easy for people to be thrown away by the stream of light. The cherries are red and the bananas are green.

⒄The sky is clear and the sand is clear, Autumn Thoughts (Ma Zhiyuan)

Withered vines and old trees, dim crows, small bridges and flowing water, people's homes, and old roads with westerly winds and thin horses.

As the sun sets in the west, the heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

⒅ Inscription on the wall in prison (Tan Sitong)

Looking at the door and stopping there, I thought of Zhang Jian, and I endured death for a moment to wait for Du Gen.

I smiled at the sky with my horizontal sword, leaving my liver and gallbladder intact.

⒆ A chapter of reflections (Tan Sitong)

Everything in the world has experienced the sorrow of spring, and now it is time to cry to the sky.

Forty million people burst into tears, wondering where the land of China is.

5. Poems in memory of the late wife

1. "Jiang Chengzi·Dreams on the Night of the Twentieth Day of the First Month of Yi Mao" Song Dynasty: Su Shi

Original text: Ten The years of life and death are so vast that they cannot be forgotten without thinking about them. 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. At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown with a deep dream. I was dressing up outside the small window. They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the broken part of the intestines will be cut off every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pines.

Vernacular interpretation: Two people live and die, separated for ten years, missing each other but at a loss, unable to see each other. I don’t want to let myself miss it, but I can’t forget it. My wife's lonely grave is thousands of miles away, and there is no place to tell her the desolation and sadness in my heart. Even if we meet, we probably won't know each other, because I am running around, my face is covered with dust, and my temples are like frost. At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown in a vague dream, and saw my wife dressing up in the mirror in front of the small window. The two looked at each other, not knowing where to start from a thousand words, and could only shed a thousand lines of tears in relative silence. I expected that the graveyard with the small pine trees shining under the bright moon was the place where I missed my wife with heartache every year.

2. "Five Poems on Lisi, No. 4" Tang Dynasty: Yuan Zhen

Original text: 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.

Vernacular interpretation: Once I have experienced the vast sea, I feel that the water elsewhere pales in comparison; I have once experienced the mist of Wushan Mountain, and I feel that the clouds elsewhere pale in comparison. Even though I am among thousands of flowers, I am too lazy to look back. This may be because of my spiritual practice, or maybe it is because of you.

3. "Nanxiangzi·Photography for the Dead Wife" Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

Original text: I shed tears but silently, only regretting my past kindness. Relying on the heavy reflection of the painting, it is full of sadness and cannot be painted. The other words are so clear that I wake up early from a dream at midnight. I woke up early in the morning and dreamed of it, and I cried all the rain in the night.

Vernacular interpretation: Tears flowed down but I cried silently, just regretting that I didn’t cherish your deep love in the past. I want to reunite with you through painting, but my eyes are blurred with tears, my heart is broken and my heart is broken, and I cannot paint your appearance. The parting words were still clearly in my ears, and the sweet dream of flying together was woken up for no reason in the middle of the night. You have woken up early but I am still in my dream, crying all the time and hearing the sound of rain, wind and bells until dawn.

4. "Shenyuan Garden No. 2" Song Dynasty: Lu You

Original text: The dream has faded and the fragrance has faded for forty years, and the old willows in Shenyuan Garden have stopped blowing. This body is walking in the soil of Jishan, and its traces are still missing.

Vernacular interpretation: More than forty years have passed since her death, and the willow trees in Shen Garden are too old to spit out catkins and blow cotton. I am about to turn into a handful of dirt in Kuaiji Mountain, but I still come here to pay my respects and shed tears.

5. "Jin Se" Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin

Original text: Jin Se has fifty strings for no reason, each string and one column reflects 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 sheds tears, and the warm sun in Lantian produces smoke. This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss.

Vernacular interpretation: Jinse, why do you have fifty strings? Every string and every section makes people nostalgic for the golden years. My heart is like Zhuangzi, confused by the dawn dreams of butterflies; and like the hope that the emperor turns into a cuckoo, expressing the sadness of spring heart. The bright moon shines high in the sea, and the sharks cry and their tears turn into beads. The red sun is warm in Lantian, and smoke can be seen in Liangyu. The joys and sorrows of separation and reunion cannot be recalled today, but back then they were careless and already at a loss.

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I am so pleased with you, but you don’t know it

3. Guan Guan Jiujiu, in the river island

A graceful lady, a gentleman is a good man

4. If love lasts for a long time, how can we live together day and night

5. There is no colorful phoenix flying wings in the body, but there is a clear understanding in the heart

6. Since ancient times, there has been no more hatred than passion. Hate] lasts forever

7. Lovesickness has tasted the pain of half a lifetime

Love and infatuation bring a lifetime of tears

8. The belt gradually becomes wider and finally no longer Regret, I am haggard for those who have disappeared

9. Asking what love is in the world, it tells me that life and death are mutually beneficial

10. The water is full of water, and the pulse is speechless

11. You should be like a rock, and I should be like pampas grass. The pampas reeds are like silk, and the rock will not shift.

12. The mountain has no edges, and the sky and the earth are in harmony, so I dare to be with you

< p> 13. I originally wanted to have a happy marriage with you

Family ties are difficult to reconcile

I don’t blame fate for playing tricks on people

I just lament that beauties have a bad life.

The heart is broken and the heart is broken

The fate is shallow and the fate is deep

I only hope that we will endure the hardships in this life

In exchange for the continuation of the next life Mandarin ducks

14. How can love be poor? Nothing is as strong as tea

15. If you had known the trend and had faith, marry a trend-setter

16. This love can come true. Reminiscing, it’s just that I was at a loss at that time

17. Once upon a time, the sea was too difficult for water, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud

18. The three-foot tall tung tree died for you, and this song will never be played again

19. I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day without seeing you, and drink water from the river.

20. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I frowned, and then

21. If there is love, the end of the world is just around the corner.

If there is no love, the end of the world is just around the corner.

22. I will open my eyes all night long and repay my life. Unraised eyebrows

23. Where sincerity lies, where deep affection lies

The sky is too high to stop it, nor the earth to be far away

Your ambition is on a high hill, concubine The meaning is long-lasting

Looking forward to a long day together, hand in hand to see the wild world

24. In the small window, they are dressing up, looking at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears.

25. I looked for her thousands of times in the crowd, but suddenly I looked back and found that person in a dimly lit place.

26. Looking back at Huacong Lazy, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king!

I would like to be a winged bird in heaven, and a twig on earth!

27. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, I was speechless and choked.

28. Once the spring is gone, the beauty will grow old, and the flowers will fall and people will die.

29. You know that I have a husband, so you give me a pair of pearls. Feeling your lingering love, tied in red lining. Huanjun Mingzhu sheds tears, wishing she could not meet again when she was not married.

30. There are moons and moons in the sky, and there is love and affection in the world.

31. Red beans grow in the southern country

Spring comes and a few branches grow

May you pick more

This is the most lovesick thing

32. When the eyes are dry, the bones will be seen, and the world will be merciless

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

Carrying the piano up to a high building, the building is empty and full of moonlight. Playing the love song, the strings suddenly broke. --Li Zhi's "Lovesickness and Resentment"

In the heart of spring, flowers are blooming, and every inch of lovesickness is an inch of ashes----Li Shangyin's "Untitled"

The rainy night returns to the Qin Dynasty , I still see Zhang Hui singing a new song.

I have long talked about the Emperor and the Tears Sect, but there is no one in Yuemingnan. --Zhang Hu's "Yulin Bell"

There is only the moon in the spring garden that is sentimental, just like falling flowers for people who have left. --Zhang Mi's "Sending a Person"

"Yulin Ling"

Tang Dynasty: Zhang Hu

Yulin Ling returned to Qin at night, but Zhang still saw him A new song.

I have long talked about the Emperor and the Tears Sect, but there is no one in Yuemingnan.

The last four sentences of the whole poem begin with a retrospective, describing the return of Emperor Ming of the Tang Dynasty from Shu to Beijing, and the passage from Shu to Qin, which happened to happen on a rainy night. The place and scene remain the same, but the personnel are completely different.

The poet heard the musician Zhang Huizai describing for a long time the situation when Emperor Ming of the Tang Dynasty wept and taught music. Rebels were rampant, mountains and rivers were broken, and people were in ruins. Emperor Ming of the Tang Dynasty settled in a corner and had no intention of regaining the mountains and rivers. Instead, he indulged in old feelings and never forgot Concubine Yang Guifei, who was forced to hang herself in Maweipo. He often taught Zhang Hui his homemade "Yulin Bell Song" with tears in his eyes to express his longing for Concubine Yang. As a person, Tang Minghuang's behavior is understandable. Human beings are not like vegetation, so how can they be ruthless? However, as an emperor, an emperor whose country is in a period of war, even if he has abdicated, it would be too childish to indulge in personal affairs like this. In short, this poem combines criticism and sympathy, and the poet's concern for the country and the people is implicit in it, forming a gloomy and sad tone, giving people a strong sense of history and reality.

"Untitled"

Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin

A rustling east wind and drizzle came, and there was light thunder outside Furong Pond.

The golden toad gnaws at the lock to burn incense, and the jade tiger pulls the thread back to the well.

The Jia family peeked behind the curtain of Young Master Han, while Concubine Mi stayed on the pillow of Wei Wangcai.

In the heart of spring, don’t let flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray!

This poem is the painful cry of the heroine who is locked in a boudoir and longs for love. Enthusiasm turns into disillusioned sorrow and intense anger. It is a common metaphor to use "spring heart" to describe the yearning for love; but linking "spring heart" with "flowers blooming" not only gives "spring heart" a beautiful image, but also shows its natural rationality. "Lovesickness" is originally an abstract concept. The poet associates the strange sentence "One inch of lovesickness and one inch of ashes" from the incense sold into ashes. He turns abstraction into concreteness and uses a strong contrast to show the destruction of beautiful things. This poem has a kind of Touching tragic beauty. Li Shangyin's best love poems are almost all about frustrated love. And this kind of frustrated love often incorporates some of one's own feelings of life experience. His misfortune of career failure can also be seen in his love emotion of lovesickness.

8. Recommend a few poems about "missing your wife"

Ten years of life and death are so vast that you will never forget them without thinking about them.

——Su Shi, Northern Song Dynasty, "Jiangchengzi·Dream on the night of the 20th day of the first lunar month of Yimao" If you don't know lovesickness in your life, you will love it, and it will harm lovesickness. ——Yuan Dynasty Xu Zaisi's "She Gui Ling·Spring Love" came into my lovesickness door and knew that I was lovesick.

——Tang Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words/Autumn Wind Ci" If the love between two people lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night? ——Qin Guan, Northern Song Dynasty, "Magpie Bridge Immortal·Xianyun Nongqiao" When the ends of the earth are limited, there is only endless love.

Song Dynasty Yan Shu's "Spring in the Jade House·Spring Hate" The fallen flower man is independent, and Wei Yuyan flies together. ——Song Dynasty Yan Jidao's "Linjiang Immortal: High Locks on the Tower after Dream" The dream comes at night and suddenly returns home.

Small Xuan window. Dressing up.

We looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. ——Su Shi of the Northern Song Dynasty, "Jiangchengzi·Dreams on the night of the 20th day of the first lunar month of Yimao" Change my heart and your heart, and we will know each other deeply and remember each other deeply.

——Gu Kui of the Tang Dynasty, "Revelation of Heartfelt Love: Where Will People Go in the Everlasting Night" Life is about coming back, and death is about longing for lovesickness. ——Anonymous "Leaving a Farewell Wife" The heart is like a double mesh with thousands of knots in it.

——Zhang Xian, Song Dynasty, "Qianqiu Sui·Several Sounds of Wei".

Poems about missing my wife in the cold 1. Poems about missing my loved ones in the cold in autumn

September 9th is the Double Ninth Festival in China

Wang Wei's "September" Remembering the Shandong Brothers in Nine Days"

We are strangers in a foreign land, but we miss our relatives even more during the festive season.

The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown. (Li Bai: "Thoughts on a Quiet Night")

Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family even more during festive seasons. I know from afar that when my brothers climbed to a high place, there was only one less person planting dogwood trees. "Reminiscences of Shandong Brothers on September 9th" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

After the ancient platform was shaken, I looked back at my hometown in autumn. There are few people coming to the wild temple, and the clouds are separated by deep water. The setting sun is still setting, and the cold chimes are filling the forest. Sad about the affairs of the Southern Dynasties, the Yangtze River is alone today. "Climbing Wugongtai Temple in Autumn and Viewing from afar" Liu Changqing of the Tang Dynasty

The sharp mountains by the sea are like swords, and the coming of autumn cuts the heart of sorrow everywhere. If you were to transform yourself into a thousand-billion-strong body, you would go up to the top of the mountain and look at your hometown. "Looking at the Mountains with the Master Haochu to Send Relatives to Beijing" Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty

Traveling outside the green mountains, boating in front of the green water. The tide is flat, the banks are wide, the wind is blowing and the sail is hanging. Hai Ri is born and the night is over, Jiang Chun people are in the old year. Where can I find the hometown book? It's near Yanluoyang. (Wangwan: "At the foot of Cibeigu Mountain")

The music outside the mountains is perfect, and spring comes again after winter.

I feel even more timid when I'm close to my hometown and don't dare to ask anyone. "Crossing the Yangtze and Han Dynasty" Questions from the Tang and Song Dynasties

Where to anchor the sail at sunset? The sight of the horizon will break your heart. ——Meng Haoran

When the young man left home and his boss came back, his local pronunciation remained unchanged and his hair on his temples faded. When children see each other but don't recognize each other, they laugh and ask where the guest comes from. (He Zhizhang: "Returning to Hometown")

2. Cold and longing poems

1. Looking at the door to check in, I miss Zhang Jian, and I endure death for a moment to wait for Du Gen. I am smiling towards the sky with my horizontal sword, leaving my liver and gallbladder intact.

2. It is not as dusty as the night platform, deserted and a place of sorrow.

3. In Ji Sou’s Huangquan, old spring should be brewed.

4. Only the mirror lake water in front of the door, the spring breeze does not change the old waves. ——Tang Dynasty He Zhizhang's "Two Poems Returning to Home"

5. If you want to hang the sword in front of the grave, you will listen to the piano on your lap again.

6. Whoever says nothing will be rewarded with three rays of spring. ——"The Wandering Son" by Meng Jiao of the Tang Dynasty

7. No matter where you look at the same acupuncture point, it will be even more difficult to predict his destiny.

8. I shed tears of missing my loved ones all night long, but they are gone again at dawn.

9. The child holds his clothes and asks, why is it too late to return? Who fights for time and wins the silk on the sideburns.

10. After death, you will know that everything is in vain, but the sadness will not be the same as in all nine states. Wang Shibei set the Central Plains Day, and he never forgot to tell Naiwen during family sacrifices.

11. I am afraid of walking on the road near the south of the city, which is the saddest thing in Shen’s home.

12. If you break off a branch, there will be no one in the world to send it to!

13. All things in the world have endured the sorrow of spring, and now they cry to the sky for rest. Forty million people burst into tears, wondering where China is in the world.

14. Three days before the Double Ninth Festival of Dingsi, I dreamed that the deceased woman was wearing plain clothes, holding her hands and choking with sobs, saying too many words that she could no longer remember.

15. In the past, we joked about the things behind us, but now they are all happening before our eyes.

16. Lying on an empty bed listening to the rain outside the south window, who stays up all night to mend clothes!

17. The dream has faded and the fragrance has faded for forty years, and the old willow in the garden has stopped blowing.

18. Crows roost on the white trees in the atrium, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently. () Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks around, I don’t know who is missing my autumn thoughts.

19. Afraid of hurting motherly love, I secretly flow to my pillow.

20. The spring waves under the sad bridge were green, and it was once the shadow of a startling grand.

21. I shed tears but silently. I only regretted my past kindness and relied on my paintings to reflect on my knowledge.

22. When I was young and old, I left home and returned home, but my local pronunciation has not changed and my hair on my temples has faded. ——He Zhizhang of the Tang Dynasty, "Returning to Home"

23. The steps are empty, the rain breaks in the cold, and the weather is full of flowers.

24. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, I was speechless and choked. Thoughts go by, thousands of miles of mist, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast.

25. The geese fly south under the overcast moon, and the rumor ends here. My journey has not ended yet, when will I come back? The river is still and the tide is beginning to fall, and the forest is dim and miasmatic. In the Ming Dynasty, when you look at your hometown, you should see Longtou plum.

3. Poems about missing your wife

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 walked to the end of the world, he began to believe that separation in the world is painful. -Dai Shulun's "Lovesickness"

If you had known the tide early and had faith, you would have married a tide boy

A glass of wine with a spring breeze of peach and plum blossoms, and a lamp of ten years of rain in the rivers and lakes ------Song Dynasty. Huang Tingjian< <Send Huang Jifu>>

Change my heart for yours, and we will know each other deeply and remember each other deeply. -Gu Xun's "Revelation of Heartfelt Love"

The green birds on the river are more than white, and the blue flowers on the mountains are about to burn. This spring has passed, and when will it be the return year? ------Du Fu's "Quatrains"

Tonight, when the moon shines brightly, everyone looks around, wondering who is missing in autumn thoughts. ------Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty <<Looking at the moon on the night of the 15th and sending it to Dr. Du>>

I am even more timid about being close to my hometown and dare not ask the visitor. ------Tang. Song Zhiwen <<Du Dayuling>>

When you come from your hometown, you should know the things about your hometown. Will the winter plum blossoms bloom in front of the beautiful window tomorrow? ------Tang Wang Wei<<Three Miscellaneous Poems>>

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4. Recommend a few poems about "missing my wife"

1. Ten years of life and death are so uncertain that they cannot be forgotten without thinking about them.

——Su Shi of the Northern Song Dynasty, "Jiangchengzi·Dreams on the Night of the Twentieth Day of the First Month of Yimao"

2. Only if you don't know lovesickness in your life will you love lovesickness, which will harm lovesickness. ——Xu Zaisi, Yuan Dynasty, "Zhe Gui Ling·Spring Love"

3. Enter my lovesickness door and know that I am lovesick in pain. ——Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty, "Three Five Seven Words/Autumn Wind Ci"

4. If love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night? ——Qin Guan, Northern Song Dynasty, "Magpie Bridge Fairy·Xianyun Nongqiao"

5. When the ends of the earth are limited, there is only endless love. Song Dynasty Yan Shu's "Spring in the Jade House·Spring Hate"

6. The fallen flower man is independent, and the weak and swift swallows fly together. ——Song Dynasty Yan Jidao's "Linjiang Immortal: High Locks on the Tower after Dream"

7. The dream comes at night and suddenly returns home. Small Xuan window. Dressing up. They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. ——Su Shi, Northern Song Dynasty, "Jiangchengzi·Dream on the night of the 20th day of the first lunar month of Yimao"

8. Change my heart for yours, and then we will know each other and remember each other deeply. ——Gu Kui of the Tang Dynasty, "Revelation of Heartfelt Love: Where Will You Go in the Everlasting Night"

9. Life is about coming back, and death is about longing for lovesickness. ——Anonymous "Leaving a Farewell Wife"

10. The heart is like a double mesh with thousands of knots in it. ——Zhang Xian of the Song Dynasty, "Thousands of Years·Several Sounds of Wei"

5. Poems about missing my wife

I am traveling to Huanhua Village

Thinking of this benevolence and righteousness

The summer moon is full of wind

The fragrance of orchids comes out of the deep forest

My heart loves flowing water

I want it so much

The summer atmosphere is peaceful and clear

The beauty of orchid family

Our true love

Thoughts on Yulong Pine

Summer clothes are about to come Bloom

Orchids become more red in autumn

Thousands of trees in my house are fragrant

Sigong is loved by Taoism and God

The coolness in the middle of summer is the most gratifying

The fragrance of orchid blooms in the spring hall

The summer house is full of clearness

The fragrance of orchid and osmanthus blows

I am happy to see you

The public loves the country deeply

I want to have fun in the past

You want to get rid of the dust

Xia Yun has many strange peaks

Lan Yuxiu Make the trip

Lao Zenya loves guests

The minister is satisfied

I want to be proud and proud

You are green with bamboo

I give you a few poems that I hope you like and adopt.

I wish you love and sweetness

6. What are the poems about missing my wife

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

Carrying the piano up to a high building, the building is empty and full of moonlight. Playing the love song, the strings suddenly broke. --Li Zhi's "Lovesickness and Resentment"

In the heart of spring, flowers are blooming, and every inch of lovesickness is an inch of ashes----Li Shangyin's "Untitled"

The rainy night returns to the Qin Dynasty , I still see Zhang Hui singing a new song.

I have long talked about the Emperor and the Tears Sect, but there is no one in Yuemingnan. --Zhang Hu's "Yulin Bell"

There is only the moon in the spring garden that is sentimental, just like falling flowers for people who have left. --Zhang Mi's "Sending a Person"

"Yulin Ling"

Tang Dynasty: Zhang Hu

Yulin Ling returned to Qin at night, but Zhang still saw him A new song.

I have long talked about the Emperor and the Tears Sect, but there is no one in Yuemingnan.

The last four sentences of the whole poem begin with a retrospective, describing the return of Emperor Ming of the Tang Dynasty from Shu to Beijing, and the passage from Shu to Qin, which happened to happen on a rainy night. The place and scene remain the same, but the personnel are completely different. The poet heard the musician Zhang Huizai describing for a long time the situation when Emperor Ming of the Tang Dynasty wept and taught music. Rebels were rampant, mountains and rivers were broken, and people were in ruins. Emperor Ming of the Tang Dynasty settled in a corner and had no intention of regaining the mountains and rivers. Instead, he indulged in old feelings and never forgot Concubine Yang Guifei, who was forced to hang herself in Maweipo. He often taught Zhang Hui his homemade "Yulin Bell Song" with tears in his eyes to express his longing for Concubine Yang. As a person, Tang Minghuang's behavior is understandable. Human beings are not like vegetation, so how can they be ruthless? However, as an emperor, an emperor whose country is in a period of war, even if he has abdicated, it would be too childish to indulge in personal affairs like this. In short, this poem combines criticism and sympathy, and the poet's concern for the country and the people is implicit in it, forming a gloomy and sad tone, giving people a strong sense of history and reality.

"Untitled"

Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin

A rustling east wind and drizzle came, and there was light thunder outside Furong Pond.

The golden toad gnaws at the lock to burn incense, and the jade tiger pulls the thread back to the well.

The Jia family peeked behind the curtain of Young Master Han, while Concubine Mi stayed on the pillow of Wei Wangcai.

In the heart of spring, don’t let flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray!

This poem is the painful cry of the heroine who is locked in a boudoir and longs for love. Enthusiasm turns into disillusioned sorrow and intense anger. It is a common metaphor to use "spring heart" to describe the yearning for love; but linking "spring heart" with "flowers blooming" not only gives "spring heart" a beautiful image, but also shows its natural rationality. "Lovesickness" is originally an abstract concept. The poet associates the strange sentence "One inch of lovesickness and one inch of ashes" from the incense sold into ashes. He turns abstraction into concreteness and uses a strong contrast to show the destruction of beautiful things. This poem has a kind of Touching tragic beauty. Li Shangyin's best love poems are almost all about frustrated love. And this kind of frustrated love often incorporates some of one's own feelings of life experience. His unfortunate experience of frustrated career can also be seen in his love emotion of lovesickness.

7. Ancient poems about missing relatives (wife)

There is no colorful phoenix flying wings in the body, but there is a clear understanding in the heart.

——Li Shangyin's "Untitled"

Ten years of life and death are so vast that it is unforgettable without thinking.

——Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi"

The clothes are getting wider and wider, but I don't regret it at all.

——Liu Yong's "Butterfly Loves Flowers"

The relationship between life and death is broad, as told by Zicheng. Hold your son's hand and grow old together.

—— "The Book of Songs"

If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night?

—— Qin Guan

Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud

—— Yuan Zhen

How about a flowering tree Let you meet me at my most beautiful moment. For this, I have been praying before the Buddha for five hundred years, begging him to let us form a mortal relationship.

——Xi Murong "A Blossoming Tree"

The sky never grows old, but love never ends. The heart is like a double mesh with thousands of knots in it.

——Zhang Xian's "Qianqiu Sui"

In the sky, I would like to be a winged bird, and on the ground, I would like to be a branch of trees

——Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow"