What are the ancient poems about betraying love?

Hate is not as good as believing, and acacia began to feel that the sea was not deep. _ _ _ _ Bai Juyi's "Langtaosha, Sorry, River Tide Sea Water"

Suddenly I saw the green willows, and I felt uncomfortable; Oh, I regret that I shouldn't have asked my husband to find Hou Feng. _ _ _ _ Wang Changling in my heart forever

The mountains are far away, the sky is high and the fog is cold. _ _ _ _ Li Yu's Sauvignon Blanc, A Heavy Mountain

People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones. _ _ _ _ Zhang Jiuling's Full Moon Philip Burkart

High light flashing; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's Sauvignon Blanc I

When you miss your hometown, you were missed and sad a long time ago. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's Spring Thought

When flowers bloom, you always have to look at the oriental monarch. _ _ _ _ Yan Rui's BuOperator, Not Love Sex

Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time? _ _ _ _ Xu Gan's "Room Thinking"

An inch of acacia, despair. There is no place on earth that is arranged. _ _ _ _ Li Guan's Flowers in the Recent Spring

A thousand daughters buy each other like gifts. Who can complain about this situation? _ _ _ _ Xin Qiji's "Fishing, Better Eliminating Several Storms"

Acacia don't look at each other, who is spring? _ _ _ _ Na Lanxingde's "Flower Tang Chun, One Generation, One Pair"

Unexpectedly, if we can't get together, we will miss each other. _ _ _ _ Xia Wanchun's Bougie Qiu Lai Empty Boudoir

Zhu Jian thinks in succession, looking haggard and fragmented. _ _ _ _ Wu Zetian's "Ruyi Niang"

If the moon finally comes out, I will not hesitate to be roasted by snow and ice. _ _ _ _ NaLanXing DE "dead Hua Lian, hard, the most pity Tian Yue"

Plum blossom snow, pear blossom moon, total acacia. _ _ _ _ Zhang Huiyan's "The Year of the Lost Flower"

I hate that you are not like the moon on the river. No matter people wander north and south, the moon is not separated from people. _ _ _ _ Lv Benzhong's "Picking mulberry seeds, hating your majesty is not like Jiangyue"

No one knows that the husband and wife will be sad, and many past memories are extremely sad. _ _ _ _ Yuan Zhen's Three Sorrow Poems, Part Two

My temples are pitiful and green, only for old feelings. _ _ _ _ Yan's "Health faults, the soul of Guanshan dreams long"

Sorrow and parting should be the same, at most, there is no clear resentment between months. _ _ _ _ Nalan Xingde's Meet Again in the Deep of Qulan.

Acacia words are not censored, so why bother to write them on letters? It takes a thousand lines of tears. _ _ _ _ Yan "partridge day, drunk shooting spring shirt cherish old fragrance"

Acacia is as deep as the sea, and the past is as far as the sky. _ _ _ _ Wan Le's Answer to the Operator

How many lovesickness one-night stands are there? The ends of the earth are not long. _ _ _ _ Zhang's Three Poems of the Yanzilou

Unexpectedly, at the end of the year, Iraqis are like dark clouds, and they don't know where to go. _ _ _ _ Yan's "Linjiangxian's first look at the grass-fighting steps"

Heaven and short karma are often easy to gather and disperse. _ _ _ _ Yan's "Health faults, wild flowers and instant fragrance"

I will be alone with you when the flowers bloom and the waves fall. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's Summer Scenery of He Xinlang

One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. _ _ _ _ Li Qingzhao's "A piece of plum, red lotus root fragrance, residual jade in autumn"

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, Don't Come to Le Shu for Half a Year.

Bamboo branches, bamboo branches, tears of acacia sustenance. _ _ _ _ Liu Yuxi's "Xiaoxiang God Spotted Bamboo Branches"

I miss you more every night and worry about the moon. I miss you. I'm cold. _ _ _ _ Wei Zhuang's "Huanxisha, Acacia misses more"

Recalling the meeting between flowers in those years, I had to throw red beans with my hands. _ _ _ _ Ouyang Jiong "He Ming Dynasty, Recalling Yesterday's Flowers"

Regret is not the best wine. It's hard to think about having a lover. _ _ _ _ Yan Huan Xi Sha, Leisure and Zheng String, Lazy Clothes

I know I've been in love for a long time, and I'm disappointed with the sound of the river in Wangjiangtou. _ _ _ _ Li Shangyin travels alone in Qujiang in late autumn.

Sadness is getting farther and farther away, and the distance is like spring water. _ _ _ _ Ouyang Xiu "Walking on the Shahe River, Waiting for Mei Can"

The other is the seventh festival, and girls must have needles at night. _ _ _ _ Yan's "Linjiangxian's first look at the grass-fighting steps"