Touching and warm love poems (75)

First of all, what hope do I have in our dark grave? You and I have little confidence in meeting after death. -Yuan Zhen's "Send Three Sad Hearts"

Second, concubine Yu kept the room for fear that she forgot to worry about you and didn't feel her clothes crying. -Cao Pi's Ge Yanxing

Third, thousands of dollars to buy each other like fu, who complains about this situation. -Xin Qiji's Fishing

Fourth, when the flowers are silent, the courtyard door is closed, and the beauty stands side by side with Qiong Xuan. -Zhu Qingyu's "Gong Ci"

Verb (abbreviation of verb) Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn. -Li Shangyin "Untitled"

6. We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree ... —— Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow.

Seven, I just hope that your heart is the same as mine, and don't miss home. -Li Chi Ngai's "Bu Operator"

Eight, lazy to pick flowers, half the sky is half the gentleman-Yuan Zhen's Five Poems of Self-reflection

Shen Yan traveled around the world and began to believe in the separation of human beings. -Dai Shulun's Acacia

Ten, suddenly see the strange willow color, regret to teach my husband to find a seal. -in my heart forever, Wang Changling

Eleven, the sad moon is dry, I miss you and I am cold. -Wei Zhuang's "Huanxisha, acacia at night is more leaking"

12. Acacia has never been idle. It takes time and energy to curse you. -Shu prostitute "Queqiao Fairy, Promise in Words"

Thirteen, there is a beautiful woman, I can't forget it, I haven't seen her for a day, and I feel crazy. -Anonymous "Huang. Qin Ge "

Fourteen, above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in either place. -Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

Fifteen, the tears are sealed, and life is only difficult to die. -Wen, "The Recent Flowers"

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

Seventeen, when those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches. People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention. -Wang Wei's "Acacia"

At eighteen, people felt sentimental and thin, but now they are not sentimental. -Nalanxingde's "Spread the Happy Sand"

Nineteen, a slave is hard to get out, teach you compassion. -Li Yu's "Bodhisattva Man, Flower Moon, Dark Cage and Light Fog"

Twenty, the tiller loves the boat, and the spring grass is green and boundless. -Zhang Ji "Lumen is a thing"

Twenty-one, don't change your hair with flowers. Even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? ! -Li Shangyin Untitled A misty rain is blowing from the east

Twenty-two, you can't open your arms and you can't rely on it. -Cao Zhi's "Tall Buildings and Bright Moon"

Twenty-three, life and death are rich, Zicheng said. Hold your hand and grow old with your son. -Anonymous "The Book of Songs, High Wind and Drumming"

Twenty-four, go to the empty boudoir in autumn and sweep the leaves at night. -Xia Wanchun's "Bu Operator Autumn to Empty Boudoir"

Twenty-five, lingering, red Luo. -Zhang Ji's "Yin Jiefu Send Dongping Lishi Island"

Twenty-six, enter my acacia door, know my acacia, acacia is like a memory, and acacia is infinite. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"

Twenty-seven, come back with tears, and hate not to meet before marriage. -Zhang Ji's "Yin Jiefu Send Dongping Lishi Island"

Twenty-eight, red candle on the back, embroidered curtain hanging down. It's a long dream, I don't know. -The article "More leaks, longer wickers"

Twenty-nine, Wen Jun has two meanings, so he came to refuse. -Zhuo Wenjun's "White-headed Song"

Thirty, from the monarch, dark in the mirror. Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time? -Xu Gan's Room Thinking

I miss you every day and drink the Yangtze River water. -Li Chi Ngai's operator, I live at the head of the Yangtze River.

Thirty-two, holding hands, looking at tears, I was speechless. -Liu Yong's "Yulinling"

Thirty-three, one inch of acacia. -Li Guan's "Dead Hua Lian Chun Mu"

Thirty-four, you finally want to go home, and now my heart is breaking. -Li Bai's "Spring Thoughts"

Thirty-five years old, I know this love will not have any result, but it can comfort my soul! . -Li Shangyin's Untitled, Deep in Mochow Hall

Thirty-six, the breeze is bright and the moon is bright. My son has been in the army for more than ten years. -Wang Wei's Yizhou Song

Thirty-seven, born and returned, died and died in Sauvignon Blanc. -Su Wu's "Divorce from Wife"

Thirty-eight, what night is it today? Look at this lover. -Anonymous Poems of Tang and Song Dynasties

Thirty-nine, it seems that this star is not last night, for whom the wind and dew stood in the middle of the night. -Huang Jingren's Two Poems of Love

Forty, when Yuanyang was completely bald, Jiangnan was three thousand miles away from Hebei. -He Zhu's "Cherish Spring, Go through thick and thin, Harvest Spring"

Forty-one, a beautiful branch is carefully taken, and the heart is as heavy as a bundle. -Su Shi's "He Xinlang Summer Scene"

Forty-two, intimacy is like the sun and the moon, and the husband vows to live and die together. -Zhang Ji's "Yin Jiefu Send Dongping Lishi Island"

Forty-three, I hope to unite as one and never give up. -Zhuo Wenjun's "White-headed Song"

Forty-four, the Chinese Pulsatilla is on the waves, and the family is moving around. -Zheng Gu's "Fisherman on Huai River"

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

Forty-six, I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and don't miss home. -Li Chi Ngai's operator, I live at the head of the Yangtze River.

Forty-seven, * * * when cutting candles at the west window, we talked about the late rain. -Li Shangyin's Notes to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night

Forty-eight, my husband is fighting in the abdomen, although I am like a candle. -Zhang Ji's "Women's Complaints"

Forty-nine years old, the more the king loves her, the cuter she is, which makes him lose his wisdom ... —— Wang Wei's Xi Shi Yong.

Fifty years old brings a separated heart and long-term consideration at night. -Zhang Jiuling's "Full Moon Philip Burkart"

Fifty-one, ten years of life and death, nothing to think about, unforgettable, lonely grave thousands of miles away, nowhere to be sad. -Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi"

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

Fifty-three, holding wine to persuade the sunset for you, leaving the evening photos for the flowers. -Song Qi's "Yulouchun".

I know this love will not have any result, but it can comfort my soul! . -Li Shangyin's Six Untitled Poems

Fifty-five years old, how beautiful she looks. She opens the pearly casement and sits frowning. -Li Bai's Resentment

Fifty-six, meeting a drunk is the leading edge, and the wind and rain are falling, where is it? -Su Shi's "Queqiao Fairy, Sending Chen Lingju on Tanabata"

Fifty-seven, when the flowers bloom, they always depend on Dongjun. -Yan Rui's "Bu Operator, Not Love Sex"

Fifty-eight, if you don't think about it for a day, you will be embarrassed. -Liu Yong's "Day and Night Music"

Fifty-nine, hate remnants of light, remember Jun Jun don't know. -Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva Man, Good Spring in Luoyang City"

Sixty, famous flowers fall in love, smiling like a flower. -Li Bai's "Qingping Qi Diao"

People don't know where to go, but peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. -Cui Hu's "South Village Title"

Sixty-two, makeup "whispered to her husband, thrush depth is out of date. -Zhu Qingyu's "Try Jill Zhang Water"

Sixty-three, yee seats like a bed cold jade pillow, where beauty drunk yellow flowers. -Wang Yuanliang's "Looking at Jiangnan Youzhou for Nine Days"

Sixty-four, no bees and butterflies want to be fragrant, and red clothes are bitter. -He Zhu's "Heart Bitter Willow Back to the Pond"

Sixty-five, the night is long and fickle, and the early spring is dyed by acacia. -Jiang Kui, "Walking to the Sand, Coming from the East"

Sixty-six, the couple in the village don't want it, and there are more tears than the Palace of Eternal Life. -Ma Wei of Yuan Mei

Sixty-seven, get married and love each other. -Su Wu's "Divorce from Wife"

Sixty-eight, a lonely who v .. Foreword is always faint. -Liu Yong's "Day and Night Music"

Remember that your heart is like the West River, which flows eastward day and night. -Yu "Jiangling Sorrow Hope to Send Children Peace"

Seventy, who wants to say acacia, shallow lovers don't know. -Yan's Sauvignon Blanc.

Seventy-one, there is a beautiful woman, I don't forget, I don't see her for a day, I think she is crazy. -Anonymous "Feng Qiu Qin Huang Ge"

Seventy-two, hibiscus is not as beautiful as beauty makeup, and the water temple is fragrant. -Wang Changling's "Autumn Hate in Nishimura"

Seventy-three, linglong dice Ann red beans, bone acacia know. -The article "Two Songs of Nan Gezi"

Seventy-four, today they paid me 100 thousand, and all I can bring you is a temple sacrifice. -Yuan Zhen's "Send Three Sad Hearts"

Seventy-five, be there or be square, how can you be ruthless. -Sima Guang's "Xijiang Moon"

Poems expressing happy love (75)

First, Komatsu is just like a frost, and people are also hurt like floating flowers. Ten years, three thousand years, I hope we don't forget each other.

Second, the red candle reflects my face and makes me beautiful. I hope to be wholeheartedly with me from the ends of the earth.

Third, the fallen petal is independent, and the swift is Qi Fei.

Fourth, I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and don't miss home.

Fifth, the Millennium is frost. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side.

Sixth, a gentleman thinks of people as old, and the years are getting late. There are many other things to say, just wish you take care of yourself and don't be hungry and cold.

Seven, find a good dream, the dream is difficult to achieve. Who knows my mood at this time? Tears in front of the pillow and rain in front of the curtain drop through a window.

Eight, last year today, in this door, peach blossoms set each other off. 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.

Nine, don't pluck the strings. Bitter to say. The sky is not old, and the love is hard to break. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.

Ten, endless acacia blood and tears throw red beans, spring flowers can not finish.

1 1. May I shine like the stars and the moon every night.

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

Thirteen, Dongli put wine after dusk, dark incense sleeves.

Fourteen, the flower curtain in the courtyard is not rolled, and the grass is far away.

Fifteen, the line is heavy, and it is separated from life.

I live at the head of the Yangtze River and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water.

Seventeen, people don't know where to go, peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.

Eighteen, be there or be square, how can you be ruthless?

Nineteen, affectionate only spring court month, still leave people as fallen flowers.

Twenty, between surplus and water, there is no words.

Twenty-one, sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is sunny but sunny.

Twenty-two, it seems that this star is not last night, who is the wind and dew standing in the dark?

Twenty-three, the willows in Xicheng are soft in spring. Stay away from troubles. Tears can't be collected. I still remember my feelings. I once went back to the boat for the department. In the days of Bi Ye Zhu Qiao, people disappeared and the water flowed in vain.

Twenty-four, in the past, I was gone, and the willow was Yi Yi. Today, I was thinking that it was raining.

On this day last year, in this door, peach blossoms set each other off. People don't know where to go, but peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.

He is infatuated with love, and there is no place in the world where he misses it.

Twenty-seven, falling red is not a heartless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers.

Twenty-eight, since you came out, the mirror has been dark. Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time?

Twenty-nine, live together, sad to death.

Thirty, the mountains have no graves, the rivers are exhausted, there is Lei Zhen in winter, and there is snow in summer. Heaven and earth are one, but I dare to break with you.

Thirty-one, shut off the dove, Jiangzhou is a gentle and graceful lady, and the gentleman is good.

Thirty-two, suddenly looking back, the man was there, the lights were dim.

Thirty-three, once the sea is difficult for water, it will always be amber. 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.

Thirty-four, Xiao Xuan window, grooming, care for silence, only a thousand lines of tears.

Thirty-five years old, a moment that should last forever, came and went unconsciously.

Thirty-six, if the relationship lasts for a long time, it will be sooner or later.

At the age of 37, the heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.

To the world, you are one person; But for someone, you are the world.

Never frown even when you are sad, because you never know who is falling in love with your smile.

Forty, after desolation, the two should be the same, at most, there is no clear resentment in the month.

Forty-one, this past year should be a wonderful time. Customs are strange, who to talk to.

Forty-two, the willow shoots on the moon, people about after dusk.

43. Remember that your heart is like the West River, which flows eastward day and night.

Forty-four, after singing all the new words, I can't see them. Xia Hong sang against the trees.

Forty-five, close the chicken dove, in Hezhou. Ladies make gentlemen.

Forty-six, also a bowl of ruthless tears, I hate to meet each other before scraping.

Forty-seven, if you don't think about it for a day, you will be embarrassed.

Forty-eight, thousands of trees bloom in the east wind night, and the sky is full of stars and rain. BMW carved cars are full of incense. Phoenix flute moves, jade pot turns, fish dragon dances all night.

Forty-nine, life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance.

Fifty, there is a beautiful woman, I don't forget, I don't see her for a day, I think she is crazy.

Fifty-one, I plan to get drunk on the map. When drinking is a song, strong music is still tasteless. I don't regret widening my belt. It's worth getting tired for my coquetry.

Fifty-two years old, a moment that should last forever, has come and gone before I realize it!

Fifty-three, Acacia plum blossoms stayed up all night, and suddenly I was suspicious of the window.

I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I am when I am with you.

Fifty-five, the belt is getting wider and wider, and I don't regret it. It makes people haggard for Iraq.

Fifty-six, I am like a Xushan, and Lang is like a stone Buddha.

57. Silkworms will weave until they die in spring, and candles will drain the wick every night.

Fifty-eight, the front fence of Jiuling Peak is single and oblique. Frown, frown, heartbreak. The farewell of the pink girl. What's it like?

Fifty-nine, ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving, unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.

Sixty, an inch of acacia, nowhere in the world.

Sixty-one, sentimental turned thin, and now I'm really not sentimental.

No man is worth your tears, and the one who is, won't make you cry.

Sixty-three, life and death are rich, the son said, hold your hand and grow old with your son.

Sixty-four, return the tears, I wish I could not meet before marriage.

Sixty-five, tenderness is like water, courtesy is like a dream, can you hold back and go home! It's been a long time, and it's still there, day and night

Sixty-six, enter my acacia door, know my acacia, acacia like memories, acacia is infinite.

Sixty-seven, two lovesickness all day long, fatigue is king, when flowers bloom.

Sixty-eight, ten years of life and death, nothing to think about, unforgettable, thousands of miles away, nowhere to be sad.

Sixty-nine, there are trees on the mountain, and there are branches on the wood. I don't know whether I like you or not.

Seventy, we hope to fly in the sky, two birds grow together on the ground with one wing, two branches of a tree. ..

Seventy-one, this is the sorrow that all mankind must know, but it is not as people who have been poor together know.

Seventy-two, the fate is over, and the feelings are hard to stop. There are cliffs and endless thoughts.

Seventy-three, change your life with my three fireworks.

Seventy-four, the candle has a heart to say goodbye, and tears for others until dawn.

Seventy-five, beauty is far away, lovesickness is bitter. It's hard to be negative after several times. Ten years of love, a hundred years of crossing, do not cut acacia, can not bear to care.

Warm and happy love poems (39)

First of all, a moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. -Li Shangyin's "Jinse"

Second, I know very well that this kind of love will not have any result, but it can comfort my soul! . -Li Shangyin's Six Untitled Poems

Third, once the sea was difficult for water, it was always amber. -Yuan Zhen's Five Poems of Self-reflection

Fourth, if the road dust is raised and the cement is muddy, it will float and sink at different potentials. When can we meet in harmony? -Cao Zhi's "Tall Buildings and Bright Moon"

5. Return a bowl of heartless tears, wishing I could not meet before scraping. -Su Shi Yi

Six, two lovesickness all day long, fatigue is king, when flowers bloom. -Wen Tingyun's Four Songs of Southern Song Dynasty

If you teach your eyes that there is no hatred, you won't believe that there are hoary heads in the world. -Xin Qiji's "Partridge Sky"

Eight, thin shadow self-pity, you have to pity me and pity you. -Feng Xiaoqing's "complaints"

Nine, people like the wind into the clouds, love like rain sticky ground. -Zhou Bangyan's "Jade House Spring"

X. She sent him a word through his messenger, reminding him that only their hearts knew the oath. -Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

Eleven, four songs and two lovesickness all day long, fatigue is king, when flowers bloom. -Wen "Nan Gezi"

Twelve, once the sea is difficult for water, it will always be amber. -Yuan Zhen's Five Poems of Self-reflection

Thirteen-year-old, although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn. -Li Shangyin "Untitled"

Fourteen, the swan goose is in the clouds and the fish is in the water. This situation is hard to send. -Yan Shu's Two Songs of Qingping Music

15, 10 years of life and death are two boundless, incredible, unforgettable, thousands of miles away, nowhere to be sad. -Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi"

Sixteen, if you want to send a colorful ruler, where the mountains are long and where the water is wide. -Yan Shu's "Magpie Tread"

Seventeen, ask the world, what is love, teach life and death. -Yuan Haowen's "Two Touching Fish", which

Eighteen, the bright moon is unfamiliar and bitter, and the oblique light wears the beads. -Yan Shu's "Magpie Tread"

Nineteen, people feel sentimental and thin, but now they are not sentimental. -Nalanxingde's "Spread the Happy Sand"

Twenty, tears can be traced back to the end, and it is difficult to send without words. -Chen Duansheng's "Send Outside"

Twenty-one, the beast furnace sinks hookah, and pieces of green marsh flowers are written into the story of acacia. -Zhang Kejiu's Sai Qiu Hong

Twenty-two, I know I have been in love for a long time, and I am disappointed with the sound of the river at Wangjiangtou. -Li Shangyin's Walking Alone in Qujiang in Late Autumn

Twenty-three, tearful eyes ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing. -Ouyang Xiu's "Two Flowers in Recent Years"

Twenty-four, hate is like spring grass, still exists. -Li Yu's "Qing Ping Le"

Twenty-five, the swan goose is in the clouds and the fish is in the water. This situation is hard to send. -Yan Shu's Two Songs of Qingping Music

Twenty-six, acacia is as deep as the sea, and the old things are as far away as the sky. -Wan Le's "operator"

Twenty-seven, there is a beautiful woman, I can't forget it, I haven't seen her for a day, and I feel crazy. -"Feng Qiu Qin Huang Ge"

Twenty-eight, come back with tears, I wish I could not meet before marriage. -Zhang Ji's "Woman's Song"

29, ask the world, what is love, teach life and death. -Yuan Haowen "Fishing, Two Songs"

Thirty, endless acacia blood and tears throw red beans, and spring flowers can't be finished. -Cao Xueqin's red bean words

Thirty-one, an inch of acacia, there is no place in the world. -Li Guan's "The Recent Flowers"

Thirty-two, linglong dice Anhoudou, how much do you know about bone acacia? -Wen, "Newly Added"

Thirty-three, if you don't miss it all your life, you will miss it and hurt it. -Xu Zaisi's "Gui Gui Ling"

Thirty-four, if you ask how much leisure do you have? Yichuan tobacco, city wind, plum yellow rain. -He Zhu's "Hengtang Road"

35, open the HarmonyOS system, who is the lover? It's all about romance. -Introduction to Cao Xueqin's Dream of Red Mansions

Thirty-six, there is no fragrant grass in the end of the world, only endless acacia. -Yan Shu's "Jade House Spring"

37. The earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever. -Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

Thirty-eight, hate is not as good as tide, and acacia begins to feel that the sea is not deep. -Bai Juyi's "Langtaosha"

Thirty-nine, after the bleak farewell, the two should be the same, at most, there is no clear resentment under the moon. -Nalan Xingde's "Young Beauty"

Beautiful and affectionate love poems (75)

First of all, silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. -Li Shangyin "Untitled"

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

Third, on the surface, I seem happy to have new people, but I am doomed to leave my old friends behind me. -Li Shangyin's Wind and Rain

Fourth, unscrew and spin into the air, white-haired lovers are more precious. -Si Kongtu "Jiuquanzi buys apricot flowers"

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

Sixth, watching Zhu's thoughts turn into memories of Wang in succession, haggard and fragmented. -Wu Zetian's "Ruyi Niang"

7. Acacia has never been idle. It takes time and energy to curse you. -Shu prostitute "Queqiao Fairy, Promise in Words"

Eight, the famous flowers are all over the country, caring for each other and smiling like flowers. -Li Bai's "Qingping Qi Diao"

I just hope your heart is the same as mine, and don't miss home. -Li Chi Ngai's operator, I live at the head of the Yangtze River.

X. This is a sorrow that all mankind must know, but not as those who have been poor together know. -Yuan Zhen's "Send Three Sad Hearts"

Eleven, acacia is as deep as the sea, and the old things are as far away as the sky. -Wan Le's "Answer to the Operator"

At the age of twelve, the more the king loved her, the cuter she became, which made him lose his wisdom ... —— Wang Wei's Xi Shi Yong.

Thirteen, no bees and butterflies want to be fragrant, and red clothes are bitter. -He Zhu's "Heart Bitter Willow Back to the Pond"

Remember that your heart is like the West River, which flows eastward day and night. -Yu "Jiangling Sorrow Hope to Send Children Peace"

Fifteen, I am afraid of acacia, I have already missed acacia, and it is my turn to acacia, showing a trace of my brow. -Yu Yan's "Sauvignon Blanc, Folding Flowers"

Sixteen, the sideburns are pitiful, only for old feelings. -Yan's "Health Mistakes, Guanshan Soul Dream Long"

Seventeen, if you clear the dust on the road, if you make the cement muddy. -Cao Zhi's "Tall Buildings and Bright Moon"

Eighteen, when the lonely flowers bloom, the beauty and Qiong Xuan stand side by side. -Zhu Qingyu's "Gong Ci"

Hold a cup for you to persuade the sunset and leave a belated photo for the flowers. -Song Qi's "Yulouchun".

Twenty, the night is long and fickle, and the early spring is dyed by acacia. -Jiang Kui, "Walking to the Sand, Coming from the East"

Twenty one. Finally, you thought of going home, and now my heart is breaking. -Li Bai's "Spring Thoughts"

Twenty-two, for me, take a hug and go home as a symbol of our love. -Wang Wei's "Acacia"

23, in and out of your arms, shaking the breeze. -Ban Jieyu's "Songs of Complaint"

Shen Yan, a 24-year-old fish, traveled around the world and began to believe in the separation of human beings. -Dai Shulun's Acacia

Twenty-five, everlasting, everlasting; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever. -Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

Twenty-six, you know I have a husband, give me a pair of pearls. -Zhang Ji's "Yin Jiefu Send Dongping Lishi Island"

Twenty-seven, if you don't miss love in this life, you will miss love and you will miss love. -Xu Zaisi's "Gui Gui Ling"

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

Twenty-nine, I was going to say I'd come back before I respect you, but I didn't say anything about spring. -Ouyang Xiu's "Jade Tower Spring"

Thirty years old, poor riverside bone, still a dream girl! -Chen Tao's "Four Poems of Longxi"

Thirty-one and April were today last year, when we left you. -Wei Zhuang's "The Female Crown, April"

Take a beautiful branch carefully, and your heart is as heavy as a bundle. -Su Shi's "He Xinlang Summer Scene"

At thirty-three, people feel sentimental and thin, but now they are not sentimental. -Nalanxingde's "Spread the Happy Sand"

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

Thirty-five, once the sea is difficult for water, it will always be amber. -Yuan Zhen's Five Poems of Self-reflection

Thirty-six, between water and water, the pulse is silent. -Nineteen ancient poems "Altair"

Thirty-seven, a lonely person who complains that the preface is always faint. -Liu Yong's "Day and Night Music"

Thirty-eight, I know I've been in love for a long time, and I'm disappointed with the sound of the river at Wangjiangtou. -Li Shangyin's Walking Alone in Qujiang in Late Autumn

People don't know where to go, but peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. -Cui Hu's "South Village Title"

Forty, when * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the late rain. -Li Shangyin's Notes to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night

Forty-one, don't change your hair with flowers. Even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? ! -Li Shangyin Untitled A misty rain is blowing from the east

Forty-two, the moonlight into the tall building, acacia two sorrow. -Qiu Jin's "Bodhisattva Man Sending a Female Companion"

Forty-three, if you raise the road dust, if you make the cement muddy, when can we meet in harmony? -Cao Zhi's "Tall Buildings and Bright Moon"

44. I hate you like the bottom of the river. If I am full, I will lose money. If I am full, I will lose money. When will you be together? -Lv Benzhong's "Picking Mulberry Seeds, Hating Jun is not like a River"

Forty-five, fatigue is king, when flowers bloom. -the article "South Gezi, how low to lie"

Forty-six, a few nights, see this lover. -Anonymous Poems of Tang and Song Dynasties

Forty-seven, linglong dice Ann red beans, bone acacia know. -The article "Two Songs of Nan Gezi"

Forty-eight, acacia only exists: clove branches, cardamom tops. -Wang Wei's "Eyes are Delicate and Willow is Soft"

Forty-nine, in Fuzhou, far away, she was watching the moonlight, watching it alone from the window of her room. -Du Fu's Moonlit Night

Fifty, how can you be heartless if you don't meet each other? -Sima Guang's "Xijiang Moon"

Fifty-one, lazy review flowers, half-edge repair half-edge gentleman. -Yuan Zhen's Five Poems of Self-reflection

Fifty-two, acacia does not look at each other, the day is spring. -Na Lanxingde's "Flower Tang Chun, Two Generations"

Fifty-three, Acacia said acacia, and Shiro hated Mandy. -Liang Qichao's "Zhi Zhu Ci in Taiwan Province"

54. We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree ...-Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow.

55. Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night. -Zhang Jiuling's "Full Moon Philip Burkart"

56. Above, he looked for the green void and below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in either place. -Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

57. Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn. -Li Shangyin's two untitled poems

58. I can't see Jun Jun all day. I look up and smell the magpie. -Feng Yansi's "Golden Gate, the wind is blowing"

Fifty-nine, tears sealed, life is only difficult to die. -Wen, "The Recent Flowers"

Sixty, I just hope your heart is the same as mine, and don't miss home. -Li Chi Ngai's "Bu Operator"

Sixty-one, from now on, there is no beloved night, let him go to the west wing under the bright moon. -Yi Lee's "Writing Love"

Sixty-two, return the tears, I wish I could not meet before marriage. -Zhang Ji's "Yin Jiefu Send Dongping Lishi Island"

Sixty-three, holding hands and looking at tears, I was speechless. -Liu Yong's "Yulinling"

Sixty-four, Wu Tiyin, you stayed at my house drunk. -Li Bai's "Yang Rebel"

Sixty-five, I regret being a businessman's wife. I am destined to be a fickle husband. -Xu Zaisi "Yangchun Qu is always in my heart"

Sixty-six, sad month dry, miss you and miss me. -Wei Zhuang's "Huanxisha, acacia at night is more leaking"

67. What hope do I have in the darkness of our grave? You and I have little confidence in meeting after death. -Yuan Zhen's "Send Three Sad Hearts"

Sixty-eight, my husband is fighting to the death in my stomach, although I am like a candle. -Zhang Ji's "Women's Complaints"

Sixty-nine, it seems that this star is not last night, for whom the wind and dew stood in the middle of the night. -Huang Jingren's Two Poems of Love

Seventy, on the willow tip, people are about after dusk. -Ouyang Xiu's Life Checker

Seventy-one, when flowers bloom, always look at the oriental monarch. -Yan Rui's "Bu Operator, Not Love Sex"

Seventy-two, lonely boudoir, one inch of sorrow. -Li Qingzhao's "Point Crimson Lips and Boudoir Thoughts"

Seventy-three, stay here, can't bear to touch before drinking. -Su Shi's "He Xinlang Summer Scene"

Seventy-four, a day without thinking about it will be embarrassing. -Liu Yong's "Day and Night Music"

Seventy-five years old, I know this love will not have any result, but it can comfort my soul! . -Li Shangyin's Untitled, Deep in Mochow Hall