What poems describe "feelings"?

1. "Sauvignon Blanc, A Heavy Mountain" Five Dynasties: Li Yu

One mountain, two mountains. The mountains are far away, the sky is high and the fog is cold.

Chrysanthemums bloom, chrysanthemums remain. The goose that flies high has not returned, and there is no curtain.

2. "Guiling Chun Qing" Yuan Dynasty: Xu Zaisi

After birth, there will be no acacia, only acacia, and then acacia.

The body is like a floating cloud, the heart is like a flying catkin, like it, like it constantly.

There is a lingering fragrance here, and the beloved doesn't know where to go.

When is the most violent time when the symptoms of lovesickness come? It's when the light is half dark and the moon is half bright and half bright.

3. "Flower Tang Chun, a generation of a pair of people" Qing: Nalan Xingde

Two people in a generation fight for two ecstasy all their lives.

Acacia don't look at each other, who is spring?

Begging from the blue bridge is easy, but rushing into the blue shipwreck.

If you allow me to visit Oxford, I will forget my poverty relatively.

4. "Thinking about Liu Shui" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

Bianshui flow, Surabaya flow, flows to Guazhou Gudutou. Wu Shan is a little sad.

Think long and hate long, until it's time to pay back. Yueming people lean on the building.

5. "Meet again in the depths of Qulan" Qing: Nalan Xingde

Reunion in the depths of the winding aperture, tears even to people. Sorrow and parting should be the same, at most, there is no clear resentment between months.

Sleeping alone for half a life, the mountain pillow is stained with sandalwood. Recall what is the most fascinating thing. The first one is to draw a skirt with folded branches.

6. "Gu Dai Tian Ren Fu" Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

As the sun sets, Western jackdaw's homecoming brings me a melancholy. Only the willows in the pond give off green buds. No one would believe that there would be a sad life in the world if it were not for the bitterness of grief at this moment.

Out of the intestines, tears flow hard to close. With the love of acacia, once again boarded the little red chamber. I know that there are countless chaotic mountains that block the distant sky, but I can't help leaning against the railing and staring at it all the time.