A poem describing the expectation of a beautiful woman's arrival

The poem about expecting you is 1. Poems describing expectations.

"The east of my hometown has a long way to go in Xiu Yuan, but I don't want to cry. I will meet you immediately, without paper and pen, and I will bring your news to report peace. " "Tonight, my hometown is thinking thousands of miles, and it will be another year." "Pedestrians think infinitely in the autumn wind, and the green hills across the water are like their hometown." "I don't know where to play the flute, and I want to look forward to my hometown all night." "* * * You should cry when you look at the bright moon. Because of your heart, in five places, it is a wish to get sick." "If you want to become hundreds of billions, you can go to the top to see your hometown." -Expectations for hometown

Generations of talented people have emerged, and every leader has been coquettish for hundreds of years. -Expectations for a prosperous literary world

Distant Altair, Jiao Jiao Hehan girl. Touch your hand and make a loom. There is no chapter all day, and tears are pouring down. The river is clear and shallow, and there are many differences. Between water and water, there are no words. How beautiful she is, opening the pearly window sash, how quietly she leans against it, and how troubled her forehead is! . I only saw her tears wet her cheeks, and I don't know if she hates herself or herself. The smoke is light in the moon, and the Yin, Han and Autumn periods are the same. How many joys and sorrows are in this cloud year after year. Thin clouds are clever, flying stars spread grievances, and yinhan sneaked into Chen Cang. On the seventh day of autumn dew and autumn, it is time to meet, mostly those who are together in the world, but the appearance of husband and wife. Tender as water, like a dream, you can go home from the bridge! If the relationship between two people is long-lasting, it is still a matter of time! At this time, the bright moon is in the sky, and the horizon is * * *, which brings a separated heart and a long thought at night. I blew out the candle, and it was not dark. I put on my coat, and it was not warm, so I left my message to the bright moon, and then turned to my bed, hoping to have a dream, and I was in Hezhou. A beautiful and virtuous woman is a good spouse of a gentleman. Mix shepherd's purse and salvage it from left to right. A beautiful and virtuous woman wakes up to pursue her. If you can't pursue it, the black nightclub misses her during the day. I feel at ease, tossing and turning. Mix shepherd's purse and choose from left to right. A beautiful and virtuous woman came to her with a couple and a couple. Pull shepherd's purse from left to right. A beautiful and virtuous woman rings the bell to please her. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night. -Expectations of meeting each other

Yazhai lay listening to Little Zhu Xiao, suspecting that it was the voice of the people's sufferings. I didn't know everything was empty until I died, but I was still sad to see Kyushu. Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news! I lay sprawled in my lonely country, not feeling sad about my situation, but thinking about defending the frontier of the country. Lying in the dead of night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream. 3. East of Wan Li River flows into the sea, reaching a height of 5,000 meters. The adherents wept in the dust and looked south to Julian Waghann for another year. Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin. The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs. Forget the national disaster at the risk of life, and suddenly feel life and death. I hope to sacrifice my life for my country. Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, but the loulan is not returned. Although the status is low, I never forget to worry about national affairs, but if I want to realize the ideal of reunification, I can only make a final conclusion after death. Uneven heart, solitary sword ringing at the head of a bed. -Expectations for national stability and unity.

2. Poetry about looking forward to spring.

"Spring Thoughts" Tang Libai

The grass is as green as Beth, and the mulberry leaves in Qin area are green. When you miss your hometown, you were missed and sad a long time ago. Spring breeze, since I dare not know you, why should I separate the silk curtain beside my bed? ?

Farewell to Ancient Grass Tang Bai Juyi

The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.

Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. Ah, my friend's prince, it's sad that you left again.

Spring outing in Qiantang River Tang Bai Juyi

From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake. Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.

Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe. I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.

Xiangsitang Wangwei

Red bean shrubs grow in the south. In spring, they sprout many branches. People who miss them hope to collect more. Mix red bean has attracted people's attention.

Song Sushi, Hui Chong Riverside Night Scene.

Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring. The beach is covered with wormwood, asparagus is beginning to sprout, and puffer fish are preparing to swim upstream from the sea back to the river.

"Spring" Song Zhuxi

Beautiful spring outing in Surabaya, the endless scenery is new. Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere.

"Dengguazhou" An Shi of Wang Song

Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains. The spring breeze has arrived in Jiang Nanan again. When will the bright moon shine on me?

"The garden is worthless" Ye Songshao Weng

Perhaps my master was worried that my wooden shoes trampled his precious moss and tapped Chai Men lightly, but no one opened it for a long time. But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall.

"Spring Dawn" Tang Meng Haoran

Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep. How many flowers fall after a stormy night.

Xiangsitang Wangwei

Red bean shrubs grow in the south. In spring, they sprout many branches. People who miss them hope to collect more. Mix red bean has attracted people's attention.

3. Poetry expressing expectations

The Book of Songs Zheng Feng Ji Zi

(pre-Qin)

Green and green, leisurely in my heart.

If I didn't go to see you, didn't you get my letter?

Qing Qing Zi bah, leisurely thinking about me.

If I never visit you, can't you take the initiative?

At the city gate, within reach.

I haven't seen you for a day, like March!

A short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night.

(Tang) Li Shangyin

When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.

When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.

Yihuai

(Qing) Huang Jingren

Several times, I sat under the flowers and played the flute, and the red wall of Han Yin looked into the distance.

Like this star is not last night, for whom the wind and dew stand in the middle of the night.

The lingering thoughts are exhausted, and the heart is peeling bananas.

In March and May of 1935, that poor glass of wine not fade away.

"three, five, seven words"

(Tang) Li Bai

The autumn wind is clear and the autumn moon is bright.

When the fallen leaves gather and disperse, Western jackdaw in the west will be pleasantly surprised again.

Acacia knows when to meet, and this night is embarrassing.

Flowering tree

Xi Murong

How to let you meet me

In my most beautiful moment

for this reason

I prayed in front of the Buddha for 500 years.

Begging for it makes us have a dusty relationship.

Then the Buddha turned me into a tree.

Follow the path you may take.

In the blooming flowers, I wait in the sun.

Every flower carries my previous hopes.

When you get close,

Listen carefully

Trembling leaves are the passion I am waiting for.

You finally walked past without paying attention.

On the ground behind you

Friend, that's not a petal.

It is my withered heart

4. Poetry about expectation

Qingqing is your collar, YY is my miss.

The Book of Songs Zheng Feng Ji Zi is about a woman in love's longing and expectation for her lover. The meaning in the poem is that your green collar touched my endless sorrow for you.

Bu operator

Li Chi Ngai

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. When will the water stop? When will this hatred end? I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning.

Julian Waghann set the Central Plains Day in the north, and the family sacrifice never forgot to tell Nai Weng.

-Lu You's "Xiuer"

When * * * cuts candles at the west window, it talks to the rain at dusk.

-Li Shangyin's Notes to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night

Wait until the mountain is on holiday, and I'll come back at chrysanthemum time.

-Meng Haoran's Passing Old People's Village

Qingqing is your collar, YY is my miss.

But for your sake, I've thought it over.

-Cao Cao's "Short Songs"

5. Poems about "Waiting"

Poem about "waiting": 1, "I know I have loved it for a long time, and I am disappointed with the sound of the river.

"From: Visiting Qujiang Alone in Late Autumn" Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin hated being born in the spring when the lotus leaf was born, and hated being born in the autumn when the lotus leaf withered. I know I've been in love for a long time, and I'm disappointed with the sound of the river in Wangjiangtou.

Interpretation: Lotus leaves are born, and spring resentment is born. The lotus leaf withered, and autumn hatred became again.

I deeply know that as long as I am in this world, my feelings will last forever. How much melancholy, only the endless sound of the river.

2. "The two should be the same after they are bleak. At most, the grievances in the middle of the month cannot be cleaned up." From: "Reunion in the depths of the beautiful Qulan" Qing: Reunion in the depths of Nalanxing Dequlan, even tears are shaking.

Sorrow and parting should be the same, at most, there is no clear resentment between months. Sleeping alone for half a life, the mountain pillow is stained with sandalwood.

Recall what is the most fascinating thing. The first one is to draw a skirt with folded branches. Commentary: I met you again in the depths of the winding cloister.

I hold you in my arms with pity. The two snuggled together, whispering and telling each other about their long-lost lovesickness.

In my arms, your body trembled slightly, gently wiping the dripping crystal tears, which made people feel infinite pity. Now, the beauty in memory has become desolation after parting.

After leaving, I only felt lonely for half my life, and tears were already on my pillow. The most desolate and cold, in the silent moonlight; I am most afraid of memories, when I splashed ink on your skirt.

3. "When I entered my lovesickness door, I knew that my lovesickness was bitter, long and short." From: "Three Five Seven Words/Autumn Wind Ci" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai's autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the leaves are still scattered, and the western Western jackdaw is shocked.

The leaves in the wind gather when they gather. Western jackdaw has settled and the moon rises. Friends are looking forward to meeting, but I don't know where. At this time, on such a night, it is difficult to miss each other. When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick and bitter. Looking back, I am lovesick and infinite. If I had known this, I wouldn't have known him. Interpretation: The autumn wind is clear and the autumn moon is bright.

When the leaves in the wind gather and disperse, the western Western jackdaw has already inhabited and was awakened by the bright moon. Friends are looking forward to meeting each other, but I don't know when, at this time, on such a night, the dream of lovesickness is hard to come true.

Walking into the door of acacia, I know the pain of acacia, the eternal memory of acacia, but the short-lived acacia is endless. I knew that acacia was so entangled in my heart that I didn't know it at the beginning. 4. "If you think about it, you will see a thousand miles of smoke and waves, and the twilight is heavy."

From: "Yulin makes the cicada worry" Song: Liu Yong is chilling, Changting is late, and the shower begins to rest. Farewell outside Kyoto, but not in the mood to drink, reluctant to leave, the people on board have been urging to start.

Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog.

Since ancient times, the most sad thing for sentimental people is to leave, not to mention the bleak autumn, how can they stand the sadness. Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only.

Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together? Interpretation: After autumn, cicadas cried so sadly and in such a hurry. Facing the pavilion, a sudden rain just stopped, and it was in the evening. Outside Kyoto, farewell dinner, but no mood to drink. When I was reluctant to go, the people on board had already urged me to start.

Holding hands, looking at each other, my eyes were full of tears, and I couldn't speak until the end, and I couldn't say a thousand words in my throat. Thinking about going back to the south, this journey is another journey. Thousands of miles away, there is a wave of smoke and the dark night sky is endless.

Since ancient times, the most sad thing for passionate people is to leave, not to mention this bleak and cold autumn, how can this parting stand! Who knows where I will wake up tonight? I'm afraid only Liu 'an faces the sharp morning breeze and the waning moon at dawn. It's been a long time since I left each other, and people who love each other are no longer together. I think even if we meet fine weather and beautiful scenery, it just seems like nothing.

Even if it is full of affection, who can you enjoy it with? 5. "Don't lean on the fence, it's infinite, and it's easy to see when you're away." Said by: Five Dynasties: The rain gurgled outside Li Yu's curtain, and the spring faded away.

Luo Zhou can't stand the cold. I don't know if I am a dream guest, but I am insatiable in one day.

Don't lean against the fence alone, it is infinite, and it is easier to see when you are away. Running water is gone, and spring is gone.

Interpretation: The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the spring will be strong and weak. Luo Zhi's brocade quilt can't stand the cold of the fifth watch.

Only when you forget that you are a passer-by in your dreams can you enjoy the movie. When the sun sets alone, leaning against the railing of a tall building and looking into the distance, my heart will be filled with infinite sadness because I think of the infinite mountains and rivers I had in the past.

It's easy to leave, but difficult to see again. Like red flowers falling from the lost river, they go back with the spring. Compared with the past, one is the sky and the other is the earth.

6, "Peach blossoms fall, idle pool pavilion. Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust this book. "

From: "Hairpin Phoenix Red Crispy Hands" Song Dynasty: Lu You Red Crispy Hands, Yellow Rice Wine, Spring Palace Willow in the city. The east wind is evil, and the feelings are thin.

A sad mood, a cable that I haven't seen for years. No, no, no.

Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion.

Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu. Mo, Mo, Mo! Interpretation: In your rosy and crisp hands, hold a cup full of yellow wine.

Spring is rippling all over the city, but you are as far away as a palace wall. How hateful the spring breeze is and how thin the joy is blown.

A full glass of wine is like a sad mood, and life after leaving for a few years is very bleak. In retrospect, I can only sigh: wrong, wrong, wrong! Spring is still bright, but people have lost weight in vain.

Tears washed away the carmine on his face and soaked all the thin silk handkerchiefs. Peach blossoms in Man Chun fall on silent and empty ponds and pavilions.

The vows of eternal love are still there, but the brocade letter can no longer be delivered. Looking back, I can only sigh: Mo, Mo, Mo! 7. "Ten years of life and death, I don't think about it, I will never forget it."

From: "Jiang's Twenty Dreams in the First Month" Song: Su Shi lived and died for ten years, but never thought about it, but never forgot it. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.

Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty. At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated.

Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.

Interpretation: The two died for a lifetime and were isolated for ten years. They miss each other but are at a loss and can't meet each other. I don't want to miss myself, but I can't forget it.

His wife's lonely grave is thousands of miles away, and there is no place to tell her sadness. Even if we meet, we shouldn't know each other, because I'm running around, dusty and cold.

At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears

Looking forward to the heartbreaking place, it will be clear every year.

6. Search: an ancient poem expressing hope to meet each other.

You asked when the rainy night in Qiuchi started. He cut candles at the west window, but he said something to the rainy night.

At this time, the moon on the sea has been full, which has brought a long night of thoughts to the separated heart.

Friends and relatives in Luoyang are like asking each other a piece of ice heart in a jade pot.

From the east wind, a hundred flowers blossom. I have known her for a long time, but I have been apart for a long time.

There is one person missing from the place where Brother Yao knows to climb the mountain.

I don't know where to go, but Peach Blossom still smiles at Dongfeng.

When the moon was full last year, the flower market was lit like a willow tip. After dusk, when the moon is full this year, the lanterns are still missing. Last year, people cried Man Chun's sleeve.

Hate you is not like the bottom of the river, east and west, north and south, east and west, north and south. Hating you is like the full moon at the bottom of the river, but it is still full and still lost. When can you get together?

The grass in spring is green every year, but what about you, my friend Prince? .

Flying flowers are as light as dreams, and the rain is as thin as sorrow.

One thousand miles away from home, a maid-in-waiting lived here for twenty years. He went to Man Zi to see how she held back her tears.

Think of these for the time being. . . I thought it would be added. . . What do you want, a lover, a friend or a parent?

7. Eternal Poems about Expectation

There is a kind of beauty that I will never forget. I want to go crazy if I can't see you for a day. Phoenix flies, and the four seas seek to burn. Helpless beauty, not in the east wall. On behalf of the spare time, I want to speak my mind. When can I see Xu Xi to comfort me? Willing to match virtue with words and work together! I can't fly, which makes me fall.

Although fully aware of lovesickness, there is no good health; I am infatuated with it to the end and fall in love for life.

I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning.

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

When will this love last? Affected Wan Liyun in the sky. Clouds used to be swallows, but now everyone is a dreamer. Where do you want to find snow? Float catkins to offer sacrifices to the fragrant soul. Sacrifice the fragrant soul for another spring, but there is still no green silk skirt.