Poems that love each other but hurt each other

1, who teaches the old red-violet night, two thoughtful friends.

From the Song Dynasty's "Partridge Sky Yuan Xi You Meng"

The water flows eastward and never stops. Early know this day is sad, there should be no original lovesickness. The meeting in the dream is always unclear, and we can't catch up to see a clearer portrait, and this kind of wet dream is often helpless and will be startled by the sound of the mountain bird.

The grass doesn't grow green in spring, and my sideburns have turned silver, aging too fast. We leave for too long, and slowly all the pain will be forgotten by time. I don't know who made me miss that evening, that happy reunion night. Only you and I can understand this feeling. (Shen Tong: Shen)

Explanation:

At Wang Yang, the water flows eastward and never stops. If I had known it was bleak today, I shouldn't have been so haggard. I always can't see the meeting in my dream clearly, and I can't see the portrait I chased clearly, and this kind of spring dream is often awakened by the cry of mountain birds.

Before the spring grass grows green, my sideburns have turned silver and are aging too fast. We have been apart for too long, and slowly all the pain will be gradually forgotten by time. I don't know who it is, but it makes me miss it. Every reunion night, only you and I can feel this feeling.

2, the sideburns are pitiful, just for acacia.

From Song Yan's "Life's Mistakes, a Long Dream in Guanshan"

Mountains have long dreams, but fish and geese have little noise and dust. My temples are pitiful and green, only for old feelings.

Go back to the dream screen window and say it's humanity. It is better to leave than to meet.

Explanation:

The desolate mountain in the desert often haunts me, and it is difficult for relatives far away from the Great Wall to send letters home. It's a pity that my hair at the temples has turned white gradually, just because I look forward to it every day and miss it every night. When he comes back, I will snuggle up in his arms and tell my heart by the green screen window. I must tell him: "The sadness of parting is really unbearable, and no group can get together to kill time."

3, if you don't think for a day, it will be 1000 degrees.

From Liu Yong's "Happy Morning and Night, Remember the First Meeting in the Wedding Room" in the Song Dynasty.

I remember the first meeting in the bridal chamber. We've only been together a long time. When will there be a quiet moment, becoming parting? Spring is bleak, and I am crazy about flowers everywhere. I'm afraid of the beautiful scenery, so I'll go home with Yi. ?

Who can complain about loneliness? The preface is always light. If I knew it was difficult to fight, I would regret not keeping it. Not only true to the wind, but also unique to the human heart. If you don't think about it for a day, you will have a thousand eyebrows.

Explanation:

I remember the wedding scene when we first met, but I just thought we should be together forever. Who knows that a short tryst will become the last love before separation, and it happens to be in the twilight. Facing the floating catkins, I am afraid that this beautiful spring will all disappear with his departure.

A love is finally lonely, who to tell? I am easily disappointed when I think of the previous vows of eternal love. If I had known it was so hard, I would have regretted not keeping him. However, apart from his good looks, he also has something to miss. If you don't miss him for a day, you will frown a thousand times, let alone miss him.

I didn't see and think, but I still saw it.

Xie Chichun was cold enough to sell herself in Li Zhiyi in the Song Dynasty.

The cold is exhausted, the rain is sparse, and after Qingming. The flower diameter is red and the wind and marsh are wrinkled. Ru Yan wears a house, flying catkins touch the sleeves. When it's sunny, it's still late. It tastes like wine.

Frequency shift follows the eyes, and the space is sparse. I didn't see and think, but I saw it anyway. Why stay together for a long time in order to meet frequently? People don't get married until they are old. And this hate was paid to the court before Liu.

Explanation:

The residual cold in winter has dissipated, the light rain has passed, and it has arrived in Tomb-Sweeping Day. The path between the flowers is red, the breeze blows through the pond and haunts the new gauze, and the swallows are flying between the doors and windows of the courtyard, and the flocks are stained with the skirts and sleeves. This is the best time of the year, and night is connected with day. It makes people feel deep, as strong as alcohol.

The empty eyes that move frequently just look at me in vain, but I miss her, but I can see that she is still separated, and my lovesickness remains the same. To this end, I have to ask, how can we be together forever when we meet often? The weather is not old, but people are lonely when they are in love. If you don't hate anyone who understands this lovesickness, just entrust it to Liu in front of the court.

5. The long road ahead will be full of new hardships, and the remaining Xiao still has a vague dream.

Li Shangyin's Spring Rain in Tang Dynasty

When spring comes, I wear a coat with a white lining, but I only think about the white gate city where I can't go. There are two red mansions facing the cold, covered by rain, and a bead curtain lamp shakes my lonely heart and goes home.

The long road ahead will be full of new hardships, and the residual clouds are still vaguely like dreams. Oh, I'm sending you this message, these jade earrings! I saw a lonely goose in a cloud three thousand miles away.

Explanation:

During the Spring Festival, I was bedridden in a white coat. No one cares about the white door of the tryst, and my heart is melancholy. Staring at the red chamber in the rain, I feel cold and lonely; Pearl foil raindrops play lanterns and return alone. You're far away, so it's more sad last Spring Festival Gala, right? Only the night can meet in the dream, vaguely vague. The earrings and love letters are all ready. How to send them? I only wish the swan goose could fly in the sky of Wan Li.