I want to love, but I can't love

1. Poetry about wanting to love but not loving.

Poetry about wanting to love but not loving 1. What poems describe "I want to love but I don't love"?

1, the time was long before I met her, but it was longer than we were apart. The east wind started and a hundred flowers blossomed. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song. There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! . From the Tang Dynasty: Untitled was a long time before I met her, but it was even longer because of Li Shangyin.

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: The opportunity to meet each other is really hard to get, and it is even more difficult to part when breaking up. Moreover, the weather in late spring, when the east wind is about to harvest, makes people feel even more sad. Spring silkworms don't spin silk when they die, and wax oil like tears can drip dry when candles are burned to ashes. Women dress up in front of the mirror in the morning, only worrying that the plump bangs will change color and the youthful appearance will disappear.

Men can't sleep at night, so they must feel Leng Yue's aggression. The other party's residence is not far from Penglai Mountain, but there is no road to cross, but it is out of reach. I hope a messenger like a bluebird will visit my lover diligently for me.

2, Jun asked that the return date was undecided, and it rained at night in Qiuchi. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night. -From the Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin's Notes for a Friend in the North on a Rainy Night.

Interpretation of the vernacular: You asked me when I would go back, but I haven't set a date yet. At the moment, evening rain is falling, and the autumn rain is full of Hechi. When can I go back to my hometown, and we can talk while cutting candles under the west window? Then I'll be a guest in Bashan tonight and listen to the drizzle and tell you how lonely I am and how much I miss you!

3. Long-term lovesickness is like memories, and short-term lovesickness is infinite. If I had known, I would have met you. -From the Tang Dynasty: Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words/Autumn Poems"

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: Forever lovesickness is always remembered, but short-lived lovesickness is endless. I knew that acacia was so entangled in my heart that I didn't know it at the beginning.

A moment that should last forever has come and gone before you know it. -From the Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin's "Jinse"

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: The feelings of joys and sorrows can't be recalled today, but it was unintentional and already melancholy.

5, spring is as old as ever, people go empty and sparse, and tears are red. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion. Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu. Mo, Mo, Mo! -From the Song Dynasty: Lu You's Hairpin Phoenix Red Crisp Hands

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: Spring is still bright, but people are languishing 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!

2. Poems that I want to love but can't love.

1, spring is still the same, people go to the building empty and thin, and tears are red. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion. Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu. Mo, Mo, Mo! -Song: Lu You's "Chai Feng Red Crisp Hands"

Spring is still bright, but people are white and haggard. 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!

2, nostalgia, Lanzhou reminds. 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. -From the Song Dynasty: Liu Yong's "Yulin Chills"

When I was reluctant to go, the people on board were already urging 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.

3, Sauvignon Blanc is like a memory, and short acacia is infinite. If I had known, I would have met you. -From the Tang Dynasty: Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words/Autumn Poems"

Forever lovesickness is always a memory, but short lovesickness is endless. If I had known that acacia was so entangled in my heart, I wouldn't have known it at the beginning.

4, once the sea was difficult for water, amber forever. Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be. —— From the Tang Dynasty: Yuan Zhen's Five Poems from Thinking (4)

I have been to the seaside, and there is not enough water in other places; Clouds in other places are not called clouds except Wushan. Hurried through the flowers, too lazy to look back; This reason is partly due to the abstinence of monks and partly because you have had it.

5. When will Acacia meet? 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. -From the Tang Dynasty: Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words/Autumn Poems"

I look forward to seeing you again, but I don't know when, at this time, on such a night, it's hard to miss you. 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.

3. What poems do you want to love but dare not love?

1. I met her a long time ago, but since we separated, the time has become longer, and the east wind has started and a hundred flowers are blooming. -Don Li Shangyin "Untitled"

Interpretation: It is more difficult to see the last side than to ascend to heaven. The east wind is too busy to attend to, and the flowers fall.

At last, you thought of going home, and now my heart is breaking. -Tang Li Bai's "Spring Thoughts"

Interpretation: When you are homesick and looking forward to coming back, I have missed you for a long time.

I don't know what I'm thinking, water and wind are empty. -Wen Song Ting Yun "Jiangnan Dream" The bright moon over Cangshan does not understand my mind, and the rustling wind on the water blows off the petals.

4. The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate bitterness, and the light obliquely passes through Zhuhu Lake. -"The Recent Flowers" by Song Yan Shu

Interpretation: The moon doesn't understand people's hearts and can't understand the sadness of parting.

If life is just like the first time, you don't have to draw a fan in the autumn wind. -Qing Nalan Rong Ruo's "Mulan Ci"

Interpretation: If life meets for the first time, there will be no subsequent sadness.

6. All kinds of customs, who to talk to! -Song Liu Yong's "Yu Linling"

Interpretation: Even if it is full of affection, who can you enjoy it with?

7. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion, although Mengshan is there, it is difficult to hold books. -Song Luyou's "Hairpin Phoenix Bare Hands"

Interpretation: The vows of eternal love are still there, and the brocade letter is no longer difficult to send.

8. Xiao Lang was a passer-by as soon as Houmen entered the sea. -Don Cui Jiao's "Give the Maid"

Interpretation: Once you enter the deep back door, Xiao Lang becomes a stranger.

9. Give back your eyes to tears and hate if you don't meet before marriage. -Zhang Tang Ji's "Yin Jiefu"

Interpretation: Both of them returned the pearl to you with tears, hoping that they would not marry you at the wrong time.

10. People don't know where to go, but peach blossoms still smile at the spring breeze. -Don Cui Hu's "The Title of the Capital South Village"

Interpretation: Last winter, in this door, the girl's face set off bright peach blossoms.

When I came here again today, the girl didn't know where she had gone. Only peach blossoms are still smiling and blooming in the spring breeze.

1. Appreciation of the original text:

Title Chengnan village

Last spring, in this door, the girl's face contrasted with the peach.

Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.

2. Translation:

Last winter, in this door, the girl's face set off a bright peach blossom.

When I came here again today, the girl didn't know where she had gone. Only peach blossoms are still smiling and blooming in the spring breeze.

3. Appreciate:

In fact, the whole poem takes "human face" and "peach blossom" as the running clues, and through the comparison between "last year" and "today", the poet's feelings caused by these two different experiences are expressed in a tortuous way. Contrast and thinking play an extremely important role in this poem.

4. Introduction to the author:

Cui Hu (772-846) was born in Boling (now Dingzhou, Hebei Province) in the Tang Dynasty. His life story is unknown, and he is a poet in the Tang Dynasty. In 796 AD (twelfth year of Zhenyuan), he ascended the throne (Jinshi Ji). In 829 (the third year of Taihe), he was a Jing, and in the same year he was an ancient scholar and an ambassador to Guangnan. His poetic style is concise and graceful, and his language is extremely fresh. There are six Poems of the Whole Tang Dynasty, all of which are excellent works. Among them, the title "Chengnan Village" is the most widely circulated, with high popularity and good reputation. This poem tells the same life experience that thousands of people in Qian Qian experienced with a seemingly simple life experience, which won the poet an immortal title.

4. Ask for a poem that you want to love but can't.

Think of several similar feelings, want to find the original poem and search again.

1, tears fell on your eyes when you returned the pearl. When you hate not meeting and not getting married, it's probably because women have feelings for men, but because you are married and lose the freedom to fall in love, you can only return the pearls sent by men in tears, expressing regret that you can't be together even if you love each other?

2. As soon as Houmen entered the sea, Xiao Lang became a passer-by-the woman was forced to enter the Xiangfu as a concubine, and the beloved man could only become the most familiar stranger from now on.

3, red crisp hands, Huangteng wine, Chungong Liushi.

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 still the same, people are empty and thin, and tears are red.

Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold books.

Momomo.

-Lu you to his ex-wife Tang Wan.

Master Lu's mother hated him for marrying his cousin Tang Wan, so she tried her best to break them up. Later, under the pressure of their parents, they were forced to marry Lu You, and Tang Wan remarried, enjoying flowers in a garden and meeting her ex-husband. Even if they love each other deeply, they can't be together. Lu You wrote an inscription on the wall of the Imperial Academy, which is the background of this poem. Dongfeng means fuck, two people have to.

4. The world is thin, human feelings are evil, and it is easy to send flowers in the yellow rain.

The breeze is dry, the tears are gone, and I want to worry about it.

Difficult, difficult, difficult.

People are different, today is not what it used to be, and the sick soul is like a thousand miles.

The trumpet is cold, the night is dim, people are afraid to ask, and tears make up.

Hide, hide, hide.

-Tang Wan also came for a land tour.

After remarriage, I still can't let go of my previous feelings. I can only swallow my tears and pretend to be happy. I have a good understanding of these two words, which really hurts me. I want to love but I can't love them. Only when I got to Lu You and Tang Wan, could I take a photo.

Later, Tang Wan died of illness soon, and Lu You revisited Shenyuan several times after decades, all of which were written in memory of his ex-wife.

Sixty-three-year-old, has been to Shenyuan Garden, and was moved by what he saw. I have a poem that says:

one

Yellow flowers are used as pillow bags, and the curved screen is deeply fragrant. Call back the dream of 43 years, no one said it was heartbreak.

Secondly,

I wrote a poem about chrysanthemum pillow the other day, and I made a residual draft to lock the spider silk. Everything in the world is exhausted, only fragrance is as old as before.

Sixty-eight-year-old, and swim in shenyuan, writing poetry. Small sequence cloud:

South of Yuji Temple, there is a small garden in Shen Shi. Forty years ago, I tasted the small wall. Even after I arrived, the garden has changed hands three times, and I was disappointed to see it.

When the maple leaves turn yellow, the rivers worry about the new frost. Looking back at Lin Ting's emptiness, who can say that Lu Quan is heartbroken?

The old topic of bad wall is dusty desert, and the dream of breaking clouds is boundless. Over the years, my delusion has been eliminated, and I have returned to the Buddhist shrine to burn incense.

75-year-old Tang Wan died nearly forty years ago. I revisited Shenyuan and wrote two quatrains in Shenyuan.

one

On the city, the setting sun draws a corner to mourn, and the Shen Garden is not a revival pool platform. Under the sad bridge, the spring waves are green, which used to be a stunning photo.

Secondly,

After 40 years of dreams, the willow in Shenyuan never flies. This body is a land of mountains and mountains, or a trace of death.

Eighty-one-year-old, sleepwalking in Shenyuan. Wake up, the department of emotion. Make a poem:

one

The road near the south of the city has been afraid to walk, and Shen Jiayuan's injury is even heavier. Incense wears plum blossoms on the guest sleeves, and Qingsi Bridge is born in spring.

Secondly,

The small stranger in the south of the city is spring, and only the plum blossoms are gone. Jade bone has been under the spring for a long time, and the ink mark is still locked in the wall.

Eighty-four years old, only one year before his death, he swam to Shenyuan again regardless of his old age and infirmity. Write a poem "Spring outing":

The flowers of Shenjiayuan are like brocade, and I knew half of them that year. It is also a beauty that will die, and it is too late to dream!

5. What poems express love but don't love?

1. Tang Li Shangyin "Untitled"

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. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song. There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .

2. Tang Li Bai's Spring Thought

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? ?

3. Wen Song Ting Yun's dream of Jiangnan

Never hate, hate to the ends of the earth. I don't know what I'm thinking. Water and wind are empty. Shake the tendency of contraception.

4. Shu's Dead Hua Lian

The threshold chrysanthemum worries about smoke and tears, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away. The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate bitterness, and shines obliquely through Zhuhu Lake. 5. Qing Nalan Rong Ruo's "Mulan Ci"

If life is just like the first time, you don't have to draw a fan in the autumn wind. It's hard to wait and change, but people's hearts are hard to change. What's it like to have an extra wing in Jinyilang? 6. Song Liu Yong's Lin Yuling