What are the poems that describe "I want to love but I can't love"?

1, time was long before I met her, but is longer since we parted, and the east wind has arisen and a hundred flowers are gone. And the silk-worms of spring will weave until they die, and every night the candles will weep their wicks away. Mornings in her mirror she sees her hair-cloud changing, yet she dares the chill of moonlight with her evening song. There are no many ways to get to Pengshan, oh blue-birds, be listening!-Bring me what she says!. -from the Tang Dynasty: Untitled time was long before I met her, but is longer since we parted by Li Shangyin

Interpretation in the vernacular: The opportunity to meet each other is really rare, and it is even more difficult to part when parting. Besides, the weather in late spring, when the east wind is about to harvest, makes people even more sad. Spring silkworms don't spit out silk until they die, and wax oil like tears can drip dry when candles are burned to ashes. Women dress up in the mirror in the morning, only worried that the rich bangs will change color and the youthful appearance will disappear.

A man who can't sleep at night is bound to feel Leng Yue's aggression. The other party's residence is not far from Penglai Mountain, but there is no way to pass, but it is beyond reach. I hope a messenger like a bluebird will visit my lover diligently for me.

2. When Jun asked about the untimely return date, evening rain rose to the autumn pool. ? When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about evening rain. -from the Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin's note on a rainy night to a friend in the north

Interpretation in the vernacular: You asked me when I would go back, but I haven't set a date yet. At this moment, the night rain in Bashan is falling, and the rain is full of Hechi in autumn. When can I go back to my hometown, and we can have a heart-to-heart talk while cutting candles under the west window? Then I'll tell you how lonely I am and how much I miss you when I'm a guest in Bashan tonight listening to the continuous rain!

3. Long-term lovesickness looks like a memory, while short-term lovesickness looks like an infinite pole. If I had known this, I would have never known each other. -from the Tang dynasty: Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words/Autumn Wind Poems"

Interpretation in the vernacular: Forever lovesickness is forever a memory, but short-lived lovesickness is endless. If I had known that lovesickness is so tied up in my heart, I would not have known each other at the beginning.

4, and a moment that ought to have lasted for ever, has come and gone before I knew. -from the Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin's "Jinse"

Interpretation in the vernacular: The feelings of joys and sorrows are not to be recalled today, but they were careless in those days and have long been disconsolate.

5, spring is as old as ever, people are thin and empty, and tears are red. Peach blossoms fall, idle pool pavilion. Although Shanmeng is here, it is difficult to trust the brocade book. Mo, Mo, Mo! -from the Song Dynasty: Lu You's Hairpin Phoenix Red Crisp Hands

Interpretation in the vernacular: The beautiful spring scenery remains the same, but people are thin and lost in vain. Tears washed away the carmine on his face, and soaked all the thin silk handkerchiefs. Peach blossoms in Man Chun fall on the silent and empty ponds and pavilions. The oath of eternal love is still there, but the brocade letter can no longer be delivered. Looking back, I can only sigh: Mo, Mo, Mo!