A poem that euphemistically refuses to confess.

In ancient times, it was impossible for people to say to people they liked, "You and I live far apart, so we don't meet" or "We don't meet". I don't want to marry you. "My heart is hot and cold." This is also the reason why the ancients euphemistically refused to confess after confession. Rejection is also a direct expression of love. Let me recommend some ancient poems to you to express your feelings.

1, in the secluded place of jade steps, songs are quietly sent, jade households stay, and jade pots turn light.

This sentence comes from Li Bai's Jade Steps. The meaning of the poem is: I look at the deep and empty courtyard quietly, and I listen to the clear and clear songs alone. At that moment, I said to myself: the cold moonlight is like dew flowing on you, so I can't forget you! Why can't I put down the jade pot? Let me walk you away! I'll take you away! This is the true meaning of mutual understanding and love between men and women.

I hate peach blossom red. Do you know where it is?

From Jiangchengzi II written by Liu Yong in Song Dynasty. This poem comes from Jiangchengzi written by Zhang Ji in Tang Dynasty. It is said that there is a place by the river called Jiangcheng, where a red peach tree grows. At this time of year, Jiangcheng will hold a grand celebration. These peach trees symbolize not only their wealth, but also their love. But I hate it covered with red branches. Do you know I like peach blossoms? Or do you like peach blossoms?

3, peach blossoms everywhere, life is sad.

From Peach Blossom by Liu Yuxi, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. The sorrow of life is probably: feel sorry for your hard life, and no one feels sorry for you. I have a lover, but I can't stay with you forever. I pity my life, and no one pity me. So I can only smile and sigh.

4. I can't finish talking if I want to.

I hope to be United as one, and never leave each other. -"Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Inn" comes from the 59th collection of poems "Untitled Five Poems" by the Song Dynasty poet Li Qingzhao. It describes a scene where she is pestered by a man: "I want to talk about it", but I can't stop talking about it. I can't help it