What are the heartbroken love poems?

There are these love poems:

1. Die Lian Hua, leaning against the dangerous building, the wind is fine

Liu Yong [Song Dynasty]

leaning against the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking at the spring, and the sky is dark. In the afterglow of grass and smoke, no one can rely on the meaning of silence.

I plan to get drunk and treat wine as a song, but it's boring to be happy. I don't regret the gradual widening of my belt, which makes people haggard for Iraq.

translation

I have been leaning against the railings of high-rise buildings for a long time, and the breeze has touched my face, leaving me sad in the endless spring, and my depression and sorrow have risen from the distant and boundless sky. Green grass color, wandering clouds and mist are hidden in the afterglow of the sunset, and no one understands my feeling of leaning against the railing.

I'm going to get drunk in my bohemian mood, raise my glass and sing, but I feel meaningless when I barely laugh. I'm getting thinner and thinner, but I don't feel regret all the time. I'd rather look haggard because of her emaciation.

2. Jiang Chengzi Yi Mao remembers dreams on the 2th day of the first month

Su Shi [Song Dynasty]

Ten years of life and death are boundless, so I will never forget it without thinking about it. Thousands of miles away in a lonely grave, there is nowhere to talk about desolation. Even if you don't know when you meet, your face is covered with dust and your temples are like frost.

At night, I dreamt of returning home suddenly, and I was dressing at the window of Xiao Xuan. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines It is expected that the heartbroken place every year, the moonlit night, short matsuoka. (heartbroken: heartbroken)

Translation

It's been ten years since you and I said goodbye, but it's hard to forget after all. The lonely grave is thousands of miles away, and there is no place to tell the sadness and desolation in my heart. Even if you and I meet, I'm afraid you won't recognize me. I'm already dusty and my temples are like frost.

I went back to my hometown in my dream last night and saw you dressing in front of the mirror at the small window. You and I are silent, only tears fall thousands of lines. I think you are heartbroken for me every year, on that cold moonlit night, on that lonely short pine hill.

3. Two Songs of Yan. One

Cao Pi [Wei and Jin Dynasties]

The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cool, the vegetation is exposed to frost, and the group of Yan Ci returns to Gunanxiang.

I miss you, and you are heartbroken, and you are homesick for your hometown. Why do you send it to stay for a long time?

My concubine keeps her room alone, and she is afraid to forget her worries and worries, so she doesn't feel her clothes stained with tears.

If you play the piano and sing the strings, you can't sing short songs for a long time.

The bright moon shines on my bed, and the stars and the Hans flow west to night is still young.

Petunia and Weaver Girl look at each other from a distance, so why not limit the river beam?

Translation

The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cold, the vegetation is withered, and the dew is frosty.

Swallows leave, swans fly south. I miss my lover who travels far away, and my heart is deeply grieved.

I am full of thoughts and miss my hometown. Why did you stay for a long time?

My concubine is lonely and empty in her boudoir. I miss the gentleman when I am sad. I can't forget it. Unconsciously, tears fell and wet my clothes.

I took the guqin and fiddled with the strings, but I felt sad. The short song sings softly, as if it were still broken.

the bright moonlight shines on my empty bed, and the milky way flows westward, and the sleepless nights are long.

Petunia and Weaver Girl, look at each other from a distance. What's your sin? It's blocked by Tianhe.

4. qingpingdiao (2)

Li Bai [Tang Dynasty]

A branch of red dew condenses fragrance, and it is heartbroken in vain.

Excuse me, who looks like the Han Palace? Poor Feiyan leans on her new makeup.

Translation

The imperial concubine is really a peony with dew, which is gorgeous and fragrant. When the goddess of Chu meets Wushan, it is sad and heartbroken in vain. Excuse me, the favored concubine of Han Palace, who can be like her? Lovely Zhao Feiyan, but also rely on new makeup!

5. Huanxisha can Xue Ning Hui cold painting screen

Nalan Xingde [Qing Dynasty]

Can Xue Ning Hui cold painting screen, the plum flute has fallen in the middle of the night, and no one knows where the moon is bright.

I am a disconsolate guest in the world. I know what makes you cry, and I remember my life in my heartbroken voice.

Translation

The afterglow of the condensation of residual snow shines on the screen painted with landscape paintings, revealing a chill. At midnight, the flute of Plum Blossom Falls came from a distance. In the dead of night, I suddenly remembered the past, and the moonlight seemed hazy everywhere.

I am a melancholy passer-by, and I know why you are in tears. Even in the heartbroken flute, you recalled the dribs and drabs of your life.