A poem describing false feelings and sincere feelings

1. Poetry about giving the wrong heart

The poem about giving the wrong truth is 1. The poem describing the truth of the mistake is as follows

I think all love poems full of resentment or sadness about love can express this meaning. Look below and see if there is anything you want. After thinking about these words, I think it is more appropriate:

Never hate, hate to the ends of the earth.

Shaking down makes people sad and heartbreaking. Who knows?

A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.

Who can complain about loneliness? Foreword is always faint. Liu Yong's Day and Night Music

No one would believe that there would be a sad life in the world if it were not for the bitterness of grief at this moment. Xin Qiji's Partridge Sky

No one would believe that there would be a sad life in the world if it were not for the bitterness of grief at this moment. Xin Qiji's Partridge Sky

I am bent on leaving home and worried to death. Anonymous "Shejiang Picks Hibiscus"

I haven't received your letter for half a year. I miss you like a thousand miles. Every inch of sorrow is pulling my heart. Wei Zhuang's Ying Tianchang

The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever. Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

If life is just like the first time, you don't have to draw a fan in the autumn wind. It is easy to change, and it is also easy to change.

It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming.

I am a weak lingzhi, biased by storms; I'm Lingfang, but I don't have any fragrant leaves.

Although fully aware of lovesickness, there is no good health; I am infatuated with it to the end and fall in love for life. Li Shangyin's Untitled Six Third Songs

Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? .

The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.

There is no arrangement in the world for an inch of acacia. Li Guan's Recent Love

My concubine is like Xu Shan in my eyes, and Lang is like a stone Buddha in my eyes. Zhu Yizun's The Best of Yuanyang Lake

The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears. Fan Zhongyan's Su curtain

Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate, and it also shines on the courtyard flowers for the people. Zhang Mi's The Sender

Acacia is as deep as the sea, and the past is as far as the sky. Wan Le's "Not Operator"

Only the night will be very long, which is a lifelong worry in your brow. Yuan Zhen's "Three Mourning Poems"

If you seek a beautiful dream, it is hard to come true. 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

Open the HarmonyOS system, who is the lover? It's all about romance. Cao Xueqin

Ruthless people understand the sufferings of affectionate people, and the melancholy of one inch of acacia has become thousands of strands. Yan Shu's "Spring in the Jade House"

Ask the world what love is and teach life and death. Yuan Haowen's Fishing: The First of Two Songs

Poor bones by the river, I am still a dream girl. Chen Tao's "Longxi West"

Ah, there is love in life, and love is in the depths of madness. This is not irrelevant to hate-the wind overhead, the moon in the sky. Ouyang Xiu's Jade House in Spring

People feel sentimental and thin, but now they are really not sentimental. Nalan Xingde's "Paving Happy Sand"

How can we be heartless if we don't see each other? Sima Guang's Xijiang Moon

Huatangchun

Two people in a generation fight for two ecstasy all their lives. Acacia does not face each other, who is spring?

Begging from the blue bridge is easy, but rushing into the blue shipwreck. If you allow me to visit Oxford, I will forget my poverty relatively.

Shanhuazi

Moss grows in the forest, and it cherishes the dust of jade bone Municipal Committee.

There is nowhere to say before the wind, and the number is crying.

Half-life duckweed died with water, and a cold rain buried famous flowers overnight. The soul is like a willow sponge blown to pieces, surrounding the world.

Huanxisha

Who reads the west wind alone, rustling yellow leaves and closing the window, reminiscing about the past and setting the sun.

It was unusual at that time to get drunk in spring and gamble on books and pour tea.

The journey of chaitoufeng

Red crisp hands, Huang Teng wine, mancheng spring willow; Dongfeng evil, with a faint sense of joy, has been sad for several years, wrong, wrong, wrong.

Spring is the same, people are empty and thin, and tears are red and weak; Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold books, mo, mo, mo.

2. What are the poems that describe the wrong friendship between friends?

The poem describing the friendship of friends goes like this: you can laugh several times in your life, and you will get drunk when you meet in a beer fight.

_ _ _ _ The judge who stayed at night in Cen Can Pavilion has drifted like a cloud since we parted, and it has been like running water for ten years-until we finally got together again. _ _ _ _ Wei's "A Greeting from Huaishang" addressed to an old friend of Liangchuan/an old friend of Liangzhou in Huaishang. We were both unhappy-forever old, we met. We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? ! _ _ _ _ Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip/Pipa Introduction: Mochow has no bosom friend before, and everyone knows you.

_ _ _ _ Gao Shi's "Two Poems of Biedongda University" requires gold to make friends all over the world, not much gold is not deep. _ _ _ _ Zhang said that relatives and friends in Luoyang, the "master of Anbi", asked each other, and there was a piece of ice in the jade pot.

_ _ _ _ Wang Changling's Lotus Inn is separated from Xin Qiji. However, China maintains our friendship and heaven is our neighbor. _ _ _ _ Wang Bo's "Farewell to Du DuDu's post in Shu/Sent to Shu" advised you to drink more wine and go out to Yangguan for no reason.

_ _ _ _ Wang Wei's "Cheng Wei Qu/Send Yuan 20 An Xi", so the old man resigned from the West Yellow Crane Tower, and the fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's "Yellow Crane Tower Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou" met with a drunken party, and the wind and rain fell.

_ _ _ _ Su Shi's "Queqiao Fairy Tanabata" meets several people, laughs for a hundred years, and can get several times. _ _ _ _ He Menggui's "Where Are People Fishing?" Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun.

_ _ _ _ Li Bai's "To Wang Lun" Jiangnan has nothing, talking about giving a spring. _ _ _ _ Lu Kai's "Poetry for Ye Fan" I am worried about the bright moon, which will go with the wind until the yelang goes west.

_ _ _ _ Li Bai's "I heard that Wang Changling moved to the left, and Long Biaoyao has this letter" suddenly reminds me that an old friend will always be old today. Dreaming is good.

I forgot Handan Road at a loss. _ _ _ _ Wang Anshi's The Little Bridge on the Proud Shore of the Fisherman is like Yi Deng, so his old friend Wan Li returned to the cinema.

_ _ _ _ Huang Tingjian's Tea Tasting Ci The grass turns green again in spring, but what about you, my friend Prince? ? _ _ _ _ Wang Wei's Farewell/Farewell in the Mountain/Friends, I will think of you in the clouds, so think of me in the sunset. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's seeing friends off are all brothers. Who is the traveler?

_ _ _ _ Four poems by anonymous Su Wu/other old poems, the first one, until you came to me in a dream last night, because I have been thinking about you. _ _ _ _ Du Fu's "Two Dreams of Li Bai, Part I" has passed away, which is moving and easy to change in a spring.

_ _ _ _ Wang's "Fa Qu Xian Yin Mei Ting Ci Cao Chuang Yun" only wishes that when the song is drinking, the moonlight shines on the golden urn for a long time. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's "asking for the moon asks for wine, an old friend Jia Chunling" sails alone, and the sky is blue, only watching the Yangtze River flow in the sky.

_ _ _ _ Li Bai's "Yellow Crane Tower" bid farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou. I haven't seen him for many years. _ _ _ _ Sikongshu's Farewell to Shen Han at Yunyang Inn: Seeing an old friend as a lover.

Don't worry about rain in the middle of the night. _ _ _ _ Chen Ke's "Ten Years in the Four Seas" I was exiled by a wise ruler because of my mistakes. I have been ill for so long and I haven't seen a friend.

_ _ _ _ Meng Haoran's Return to Zhongnanshan/Hometown/Zhong Nanshan at the end of the year. We open your window and talk about mulberry and hemp through the garden, with cups in our hands. _ _ _ _ Meng Haoran's Passing through the Old Village You haven't noticed that Guan Bao is very poor, and this road was abandoned today.

_ _ _ _ Du Fu's "Poor Bank of Communications" under the west window, the wind shakes the bamboo, and it is suspected that it is an old friend. _ _ _ _ Qin Guan's Man Ting Fang Biqiu has returned to Dongting, and Xiaoxiang met an old friend.

_ _ _ _ Liu Yun's "Jiangnan Qu" has no pedestrians in the ancient road, and Hanshan sees you alone. _ _ _ _ Liu Changqing's Interview with Huangfuxiang in Bijian Villa, but the wine on the river was also poured out with an old friend.

_ _ _ _ Zhou Zizhi's "Linjiang Fairy, Send Prince Gwangju" I don't know where we will meet when the peony comes next year. _ _ _ _ Ye's "He Liu Bie" is full of flying flowers, looking back on an old friend thousands of miles away and worrying about wine.

_ _ _ _ _ Ge Changgeng's "Water Tunes the Heading, Spring on the River" Husband should not be poor enough, and he doesn't even have money for drinks when we meet today. _ _ _ _ Where are the old friends of Gao Shi's two poems Biedongda? Mountain fruit

_ _ _ _ Sun Daoyun's "Remembering Qin E's Old Friend in Moon Hee and Returning to Qiao Yang to study, because I thought I would send it" respects the old friend, misses me, and is most concerned. _ _ _ _ Zhou Bangyan's "Qi Liao's resentment, getting on the horse to help the disabled get drunk" Song Qinyun's long separation from his hometown in Shu, a piece of paper.

_ _ _ _ Li Shangyin's "A Word to Secretary Ling Huchong" is not afraid of mountain roads and walks through the snow. _ _ _ _ Zhang Jiuling answers where is Li Luzhong's old friend? A vast expanse of smoke.

_ _ _ _ Liu Yong's Jade Butterfly, Looking at the Rain and Collecting Clouds, an old friend stands on the high platform in the morning and evening. In early spring, please give me a plum flower, so that I can feel the warmth and brightness of spring early.

_ _ _ _ Shu Shu's young mermaid's post, how sweet the flowers on the roadside may be if they don't mean goodbye, old friend. _ _ _ _ Meng Haoran's Farewell to Wang Wei/Leaving Wang Wei suddenly forgot his old friend's day and planned to go to Liangzhou today.

_ _ _ _ Bai Juyi's "Drunkenness and Li Shiyi Remembering Yuan Jiu" An old friend of Chang 'an asked me that the road is unusual and the mud wine is still there. _ _ _ _ Xin Qiji's "Magnolia Slow Chuzhou Send Fan Biao" Why don't you go home? There are autumn mountains in Huaishang.

_ _ _ _ Wei Huai's old friend Liang/Huai Shang's old friend met an old woodcutter one day, and the conversation was gone forever. _ _ _ _ Wang Wei's "My Retreat in Zhongnanshan/Entering the Mountain for the First Time/Entering the Mountain to Send an Old Friend to the City" is an encounter for you, and it is a towering high horse building.

_ _ _ _ Wang Wei's Travels of Four Boys is also afraid of hiding pear flowers in the deep courtyard to make an old friend shed tears. _ _ _ _ Wu Wenying's "Unintentional Snow Running" is also related to last year's people, and * * * depends on the West Lake Grass.

_ _ _ _ Su Shi's "The Operator Feeling Old" complained that it was a thousand miles away, and it was recalled ten years ago. _ _ _ _ Gao Shi's Cai Li Shaofu in Qianwei, Dongping don't/send Li Fu in Qianwei.

3. True love poems

1. However, China has our friendship, and heaven is still our neighbor-Tang bid farewell to Vice Governor Du and set out to work in Shuzhong.

2. Young people are willing to learn new things, but they miss their old friends when they are dying-Tang Hanyu's "Going to Quejiangzhou to see Dr. Li off from Hubei"

We were all unhappy until the end of the day when we met. We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? -Don Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip

4. Make friends at the end of life, not for the ups and downs in the middle-five poems of Tang Helan's "Difficult to Walk in the Ming Dynasty".

5. There is no distinction between young and old in life. Why should we tune in first? -Don Du Fu's "Walking Home"

6. Take home a hug, for me, as a symbol of our love-Don's Acacia.

7. Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn-two untitled poems by Tang Li Shangyin.

8. Spring silkworms will keep weaving until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night-Tang Li Shangyin's Untitled.

9. Sunrise in the east and rain in the west. Is the road sunny but sunny? -"Zhi Zhu Ci" by Liu Tang Yuxi

10. Once the sea was difficult for water, it was amber forever —— Five Thoughts by Tang Yuanzhen

I gave my heart to a sad poem.

1, miss, is a distressed and sad word, if only you were around.

2. A good relationship is not accidental. It takes time, patience and two people who really want to be together.

Who cut the time into fireworks? In an instant, everything was prosperous.

4. Girls grow up because they fall in love with someone, while boys grow up because they lose someone.

I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day. I drank a river.

6, some love, destined to flashy dreams, turned into dust, once persistent love, scattered all over the world, but my heart is unwilling to leave.

7. Can you forget the hazy meeting and sudden melancholy?

8. Love is an eternal beacon. It watched the storm, but it was indifferent. Love is a full life, just like a cup full of wine.

From the day I met you, I begged you in my heart If life is a one-way street, please walk in front of me from now on so that I can see you from time to time.

10, I shed my first tear for you. The story will always end in the end, but my sincere efforts are not the happiness you want.

1 1, I know I will forget you one day. I have no expectation, no sadness, I just know. Missing is the weakest thing in life, humbleness.

12, 13, I gradually know that many things can't be met, they don't belong to me, so why care?

14, what you can't stay is called youth. If you don't explain, you are calm. True love is that you don't let go. Imperfection is life.

5. True love poems

A loving mother loves her son and asks nothing in return.

[Han] Liu An was pregnant heavily in October, but the reward was light. Song of Persuading Filial Piety is a one-foot-three-inch treasure, which has been a work for ten years and eight years.

The mother of "Song of Persuading Filial Piety" said that the child lay dry and the mother fell asleep wet. "Song of Persuading Filial Piety" is not seen by the mother, and the child is uneasy.

My mother is one hundred years old and often reads eighty children. Before "Song of Persuading Filial Piety", the prodigal son is not cold.

Song of Persuading Filial Piety is full of love and hardship. Who knew my parents when they hurt me? "Children's Words Are Unbridled" The bald mother hid her face and cried, and her shirt sleeves were broken. [Tang] Han Yu's mother instrument hangs down, the tube is bright, and the night platform is silent.

Mottos, a thread in the hand of a loving mother, makes clothes for her wayward son's body. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.

Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring? Meng Jiao used to live in and chose a neighbor.

In Mencius' laziness, she cut the cloth. "Three-character Classic" paper boat (for mother) Bing Xin I never refused to throw away a piece of paper, but kept it-kept it, folded it into a boat and threw it into the sea.

Some were blown into the ship's window by the wind. Some are wet by the waves and stick to the bow.

I still don't give up and fold every day. I always hope that a person can only flow where I want him to go. Mom, if you see a white boat in your dream, don't be surprised that it dreams for no reason.

This is your beloved daughter with tears in her eyes. Wanshui Qian Shan, please bring her love and sorrow home. Wandering in Meng Jiao, the thread in the hands of a loving mother makes clothes for her wayward son.

Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?

Meng Jiao, a famous poet in the Tang Dynasty, lost his father very early and lived alone. He studied hard since he was a child and took many imperial examinations, but he failed many times. He became a scholar in his forties and became a county magistrate. This poem was written by Meng Jiao when he was a county magistrate. I recalled the past and thought a lot.

Motherly love (poem) article source: "Holy Motherly Love" Motherly love, strange appearance, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter maternal love, lofty and great maternal love, infinite loyalty, regardless of your peace and agitation, regardless of your failure and success, maternal love is everywhere, it is her who accompanies you to experience life, it is her who flies in the face, Li Changhong does not know the true meaning of maternal love, and you forget the poverty of a mother. With our hands, we can touch bright colors, and with our love, we can measure the overall prosperity and care for our mother. It is also the sublimation and purification of you and me. Try to dry your tears for your mother and enjoy the magnificence! Holding hands and looking at each other with tears, I was speechless and choked. Come in a hurry, go in a hurry, the short dream is empty, and it is difficult to follow the footsteps; The mountains are heavy and the water is heavy. Where are the books?

One lovesickness, two leisure worries. When those red berries come in spring, as a symbol of our love.

Jiangnan has nothing to do, and it's a spring chat. The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk.

Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. It's not just the general taste.

Outside the sunset, Western jackdaw in the west counts, and the water flows around the lonely village. The ecstasy of this moment, the sachet is hidden, and the ribbon is light; The man won the brothel, but she was lucky to survive.

When can I see you here? There are tears on the front sleeves. At the scene of the injury, the high city was in ruins and the lights were dim.

It's a pity that time flies and the wind and rain are bitter, especially the trees! Who is the money, in exchange for the red scarf greensleeves, hero tears! Baozhuan smoke eliminates dragons and phoenixes, and painting screen clouds locks Xiaoxiang. The night is cold and thin, I think infinitely! You are silent, and I am silent. There is a nameless river flowing quietly among us. If you don't talk, I won't talk, and the white clouds of missing are floating quietly. Let's leave now. In front, there is a small bridge on the river, and the jagged leeks flow from one side to the other. My fair lady longs for it. I am eager to get it. I am eager to think about it. I am very carefree. I tossed and turned.

The oldest love poem: Adam, how about apples? Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. If love lasts for a long time, you can't be together sooner or later. Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn. Since ancient times, you have been free to hate. When this endless sorrow is endless, your clothes will gradually widen, and you will never regret it. For those missing in Iraq, ask what the world is like and teach people to live and die together. It's better to cry on your lover's shoulder all night than to exhibit on the cliff for a thousand years! There is no words between water and water. You are a rock, my concubine is Pu Wei, and Pu Wei is as silky as silk. Rocks move mountains without edges, and heaven and earth blend together. I dare to be with you. I want to be near you. It's hard to get along with you. I don't complain about making fun of others. I just sigh that beauty is abundant, the heart is thin and the heart is broken. The reason is very shallow. God only wants to suffer in this life and get the next life. If you were the moon, I would just slip by you. But there is no trajectory of meteors around the moon. Distance and reality doomed us to have no fate! Flowers can be folded straight, don't wait until there are no flowers! Love, the horizon is close at hand. If there is ruthlessness, it is close at hand. There are plenty of fish in the sea. Don't give up a forest for a tree. In the sky, I want to be a wing bird. Growing together on the earth, two branches of a tree. My hair hasn't reached my forehead yet. I'm picking flowers and paying by my door. When you, my love, ride a bamboo horse and trot around in circles, throwing your childhood, we live in a long lane nearby. We are all young and happy. Tang Wan's Hairpin Phoenix has a thin world and a bad feeling. It is easy to rain and send flowers at dusk.

The breeze is dry, the tears are gone, and I want to worry about it. Difficult, difficult, difficult! People become different, today is not yesterday, and sick souls are often thousands of miles away.

The bugle sounded cold, the night was dim, people were afraid to ask questions, and tears pretended to be happy. Hide, hide, hide! Lu You's "Hairpin Phoenix" has red crisp hands, yellow wine, and spring willows in the city.

Dong Feng Xie, who is in a bad mood, has been very depressed in recent years. No, no, no! Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad.

Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold books. Mo, Mo, Mo! Flowers from Shui Piao to water, a kind of lovesickness and two kinds of worries, can't be eliminated, only frowning, but facing my heart-"A Cut of Plum", Li Qingzhao, I want to know you, and live a long life.

There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, there is Lei Zhen in winter, and there is rain and snow in summer. Only when heaven and earth are in harmony can we dare to be with you! -"Evil", a folk song of Han Yuefu.

6. What are the poems that express life's mistakes and are hard to give up?

The Preface of Magnolia, Copying Ancient Ci, Qing Na Lan Xing De

If life is just like the first sight, why draw a fan in the autumn wind?

It is easy to change, and it is also easy to change.

Lishan dialect stops at midnight, and tears never complain.

If you know that you are lucky enough to be a handsome boy, you will be willing to join hands that day.

Explanation:

The result of things is not as beautiful as originally imagined by Taoist people. In the process of development, the version often changes beyond people's initial understanding, without the beauty and indifference when they first met. Then the feeling of staying for the first time is so beautiful, without obstacles and obstacles, everything is so natural. The beauty of love at first sight, the unexpected ending, and the outlined life always have some faint regrets and sorrows. "

Expressing similar feelings is Xie Taizu's "Complaining with the King's Book":

Ye Ting hired a unique country, and Nagato lost a feast.

When we meet, we will sing tea and spoil the sad fan.

There are butterflies among the flowers, and Shuang Yan is the curtain man.

Acts make spring to take credit, sit and cherish beauty change.

Take care of a lifetime, the past is precious and cheap.

So the heart is eternal, so the heart is invisible.