Poems describing people who can't wait to meet.

1, Song Lizhi I live at the head of the Yangtze River: "I live at the head of the Yangtze River and Jun lives at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water. ? The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred. I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, so don't miss it. "

Vernacular translation: I live at the source of the Yangtze River, and Jun lives at the end of it. I miss you every day, but I can't see you, but I drink the water from the Yangtze River. When will the endless river dry up and the bitterness of parting stop? I only hope that your heart is the same as mine and will not live up to my infatuation.

2. The Untitled Time by Tang Li Shangyin was long before I met her, and even longer after we broke up: "There are not many roads to Pengshan, oh, Jade Bird, listen! -Give me what she said! ."

Vernacular translation: The other party's residence is not far from Penglai Mountain, but there is no way to pass and it is out of reach. I hope a messenger like a bluebird will visit my lover diligently for me.

3. Song Li Zhiyi? "I live at the head of the Yangtze River": "I live at the head of the Yangtze River and Jun lives at the end of the Yangtze River. I don't see you every day, drink the Yangtze River water. "

Vernacular translation: I live in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River, and you live in the bottom of the Yangtze River. I miss you day and night, but I can't see you, but I drink the water from the Yangtze River.

4. A Song of Sauvignon Blanc by Tang Li Bai: "Sauvignon Blanc is in Chang 'an. Autumn insects are singing by the golden well, and the frost is shining on my mat like a small mirror. High light flashing; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon. "

I miss you day and night. The person I miss is in Chang 'an. In autumn night, the weaver girl crows in the well, and the bamboo mat is particularly cold with slight frost. I miss her soul at night, and the lonely lamp is dim with me; Roll up the curtains to see the bright moon, sighing at the bright moon in vain.

5, Tang Li Bai's "Spring Thoughts": "You are like jade in the north, and I am a mulberry branch. 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? . "

The grass in Yan Di is as soft and slender as velvet, and the mulberry leaves in Qin are so dense that they bend the branches. When you are homesick and looking forward to going home, I have long been worried about you. Spring breeze, you and I are strangers, why do you want to blow into Luo Zhang to arouse my sadness?