Poems expressing thoughts of lovers

1, the oblique pulse is long and heartbroken. -Wen "Jiangnan Dream"

2, the spring city is full of flowers, and the cold food Dongfeng Liu Yu is oblique. As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis.

3, the candle has a heart to say goodbye, and tears for others until dawn. -Farewell of Don Mutu

4, mica screen candle shadow is deep, and the long river is gradually falling. Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night. -Don Li Shangyin's Chang 'e

5. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you. -Gao Shi "Don't be big"

6. When there is poverty in the corner of the world, there is only endless acacia. -"Jade House Spring"

7, the hotel cold lights sleep alone, what makes the guest heart turn sad. Tonight, my hometown is full of thoughts, and the Ming Dynasty is worried for another year.

8. Thinking alone at the bottom of the river, the moonlight is like water. Where are the people who came to see the moon together? The scenery is vaguely like last year. -Tang Zhao's tower on the river

9. We met for the last time in the flowers, and we parted in the flowers. It has been a year since it blossomed. -Don Wei Wu Ying to my friends Li Dan and Yuan Xi.

10, it seems heartless not to meet each other. -Sima Guang's "Xijiang Moon"

1 1, it was a long time before I met her, but even longer after we separated, the east wind started and a hundred flowers blossomed. -Don Li Shangyin "Untitled"

12, the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. -Ma Zhiyuan's "Tianjing-Sha Qiu Si"

13, I can finally send my messenger, Wild Goose, back to Luoyang. -Wang Wan's berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain.

14, the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

15, I wish people a long life and a beautiful scenery. -stone "water tune"

16, if there is no north-south road outside the door, people should avoid parting. -Farewell of Don Mutu

17, Modao is not charming, the curtain rolls west, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. -Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flowers"