Poetry expressing love

Jean and Joseph live in harmony ―― husband and wife live in harmony.

Lift the tray flat with your eyebrows ―― Husband and wife treat each other with courtesy.

Life and death are rich and prosperous, and the son inherits it.

Hold your hand and grow old with your son.

I hope to unite as one and never give up. Zhuo Wenjun's Whitehead Ballad

If I can be with you, I will face death bravely.

I would rather be a mandarin duck than a fairy. Tang; Lu Chang 'an's ancient meaning

We can't be like a pair of phoenixes, fly with me.

But I feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn Tang; Li Shangyin's Untitled

We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree. ..

The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever! Tang; Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

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. Li Shangyin's Untitled

Once the sea was difficult for water, it was always amber.

Looking back at the flowers lazily, half the sky is half the sky; Yuan Zhen's "Thinking of Parting"

Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is sunny but sunny. Liu Yuxi's Zhi Zhu Ci

Love is not a matter of * * *.

Even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? Tang; Li Shangyin's Untitled

Candles have a heart to say goodbye and cry for others until dawn. Du Mu's Farewell

When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches.

I hope you know more, as a symbol of our love, Wang Wei.

Flowers can be folded straight, don't wait until there are no flowers! Don Du Qiuniang's The Lich

A stick of incense is a stick of incense, and sex is in vain. Li Bai's Qing Ping Diao Er

I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq. Liu Yong's "Fengqitong"

The past is empty, still like a dream. Li Yu's "Midnight Song * How can I avoid the sadness and hatred of life"

Know what I mean, pity you, you must ask for it! Li Yu's The Golden Sparrow

The willow shoots on the moon, people about after dusk. Zhu.

If you don't meet each other, love seems heartless. Sima Guang's Xijiang Moon

When there is poverty in the corner of the world, there is only endless acacia.