Ancient poems expressing love

1, falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more. -Gong Zizhen's Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems

2, hibiscus is not as good as beauty, and the water temple is fragrant. -Wang Changling's "Autumn Hate in Nishimura"

3. When Yuanyang is completely bald, the south of the Yangtze River is three thousand miles away from the north. -He Zhu's "Cherish Spring, Go through thick and thin, Harvest Spring"

4, the moonlight into the tall building, lovesickness. -Qiu Jin's "Bodhisattva Man Sending a Female Companion"

5, on the moon, the head of the willow shoots, people are about after dusk. -Ouyang Xiu's Life Checker

6. When there is poverty in the corner of the world, there is only endless acacia. -Yan Shu "Lou Yu Chunchun Hate"

7. Famous flowers pour into the country to appreciate each other, and the king smiles. -Li Bai's "Qingpingdiao III"

8. This is a sorrow that all mankind must know, but it is not as known by those who have been poor together. -Yuan Zhen's Three Sorrow Poems The Second

9, afraid of acacia, always acacia, it is the turn of acacia, there is a hint of eyebrows. -Yu Yan's "Sauvignon Blanc, Folding Flowers"

10, round fan, round fan, beauty disease covers face. -Wang Jian's "Teasing in the Palace, Fan"

1 1, I'm afraid I'll go first, and I'll stay until I get drunk. -He Zhu's "Eye-catching, Mix Jiang Shangdi Huaqiu"

12, looking back lazily, half the sky is cultivated, and half the sky is a gentleman. -Yuan Zhen's Five Poems of Self-reflection, No.4.

13, when you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I have been lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"

14, I hate Yu Hui, but I don't know Jun Jun-Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva Man, Good Spring in Luoyang City"

15, if you don't think about it for a day, you will worry. -Liu Yong's "Day and Night Music"

16, life is naturally infatuated, and this complaint has nothing to do with romance. -Ouyang Xiu's "Jade Tower Spring"

17, may it be the southwest wind and die in your arms. -Cao Zhi's "Tall Buildings and Bright Moon"

18, sealed with tears, life is only hard to die. -Wen, "The Recent Flowers"