Poems about waiting for a sweetheart 1. Poems about embroidery waiting for a sweetheart
Sentimentality since the beginning of time is empty of hate, and this hate] is endless
Moths of the snowy willows of the golden strands of gold, laughter and dark fragrance to go. Looking for her a thousand degrees, suddenly look back, that person is in the lights.
The March peach blossom turn with the water, floating zero zero, February kite line break.
The nine linked rings are broken, and the Ten Mile Pavilion looks on with longing.
You're a rock, and I'm a reed, and I'm a reed, and I'm a rock, and I'm not moving.
The first thing you need to do is to think of your lover, and the second thing you need to do is to think of him, and the third thing you need to do is to think of him. The BMWs and caravans filled the road with fragrance, and the phoenix pipes and the jade pots danced all night long.
If two lovers are in love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and in the evening?
The two of them have been in love for a long time, but it is not a long time to forget. --Su Shi
The beast furnace is filled with the smoke of water, and the flowers in the green marsh are broken, and lines and lines are written in the transmission of lovesickness. -Zhang Kejiu's "Sehongqiu"
The Difference Between Life and Death is the same as that of a son. The man who holds the hand of his son will grow old with him. The most important thing to remember is that you have to be able to take care of yourself and your loved ones. The moon bridge and the flower garden, the small window and the vermilion house. I'm not going to be able to do that.
The green poplar and grass on the road to the long pavilion, the young throw people easy to go. The first thing you need to do is to get the best out of it.
The seven-stringed zither has no heart to play, and the eight lines of the book have no way to pass on the half of July, so I burned the candle and asked God, but my heart was cold from shaking the fan on the day of the June ambush.
After the bleak parting, the two should be the same, but most of all, it is impossible to win the moonlight.
The world is not a place for water, but it is a place for clouds.
The two of them are not the same, but they are the same.
I wish you could be with us for a long time, and I wish you could be with us for a long time.
I wish you a long life, a thousand miles of **** Cindy.
I want to be with you for as long as possible.
The Zhuang Sheng dreamed of butterflies, and the Emperor's heart was in a cuckoo's nest.
This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in my life, and I've never seen her again.
Things are not what they used to be, and I want to talk about them.
I'm not sure if I'll ever be able to get over it, but I'm sure I'll be able to get over it.
There is no way to get rid of this feeling, it's only on the bottom of the brow, but on the top of the heart.
The flowers are floating away from the water, and the water flows away from them. The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.
This time, how a word of sorrow!
I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good look at this.
The long love affair is a long memory, and the short love affair is endless.
I am not sorry that my belt is getting wider and wider, and that I have been pining for you.
The sky is long and the earth is long, and this hatred has no expiration date.
I wish you would pick it up more often.
I've been thinking about you for a long time and I don't see you at all.
Reply:
I've been washing up and I'm leaning against the river.
The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, I was in the middle of the night.
I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to make it to the next stage.
Reply:
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At the age of eight, I looked in the mirror.
At the age of ten, I went on a trekking trip, and the hibiscus was used as a skirt.
At twelve, I learned to play the zither.
At fourteen, she hid her parents, but she has yet to get married.
Fifteen, weeping in the spring breeze, under the swing at the back.
2. Poems describing the beloved
If two loves are long-lasting, how can they be?
The world is not a place where you can't see the sea, but it is a place where you can't see the clouds.
The two of them are not on the same wing, but they are in the same place in their hearts.
I wish you could be with us for a long time, and I wish you could be with us for a long time.
I wish you a long life, a thousand miles of **** Cindy.
I want to be with you for as long as possible.
The Zhuang Sheng dreamed of butterflies, and the Emperor's heart was in a cuckoo's nest.
This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in my life, and I've never seen her again.
Things are not what they used to be, and I want to talk about them.
I'm not sure if I'll ever be able to get over it, but I'm sure I'll be able to get over it.
There is no way to get rid of this feeling, it's only on the bottom of the brow, but on the top of the heart.
The flowers are floating away from the water, and the water flows away from them. The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.
This time, how a word of sorrow!
I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good look at this.
The long love affair is a long memory, and the short love affair is endless.
I am not sorry that my belt is getting wider and wider, and that I have been pining for you.
The sky is long and the earth is long, and this hatred has no expiration date.
I wish you would pick it up more often.
I think about you every night, but I don't see you, and I drink the water of the Yangtze River
3. What are the poems that describe the silent waiting for the beloved
1, this love can wait to be memories, but at that time, it was already confusing.
These are the lines of the poem Jin Se by Li Shangyin, a poet of the Tang Dynasty.
These are the lines of the poem Jin Se by Li Shangyin, a poet of the Tang Dynasty.
2. If two loves are long-lasting, is it not in the morning and the evening.
The first two are the same, but the second one is the same, and the third one is the same.
3. Once the ocean is hard to be water, except the witch mountain is not a cloud. --Tang Dynasty poet Yuan Zhen, "Five Songs of Departure from Thoughts"
Translation:
I have seen the ocean once, and the other water can no longer enter my eyes, nor can it be compared with the ocean. I have seen clouds on Wushan Mountain, and the clouds of other places can no longer enter my eyes, nor can they be compared with Wushan.
4, death and life, and son to say. The first time I saw this, I was able to see it with my own eyes. --Pre-Qin anonymous Poetry
Translation:
Together in life and death, we have long made a vow. Let me hold your hand and go to the battlefield with you.
5, into my lovesickness door, know my lovesickness bitter, long lovesickness is long memories, short lovesickness is endless. --Tang Dynasty poet Li Bai, "Three Five Seven Words"
Translation:
Entering the door of my lovesickness, I know my lovesickness is bitter. How long is the acacia to think of you, how long is the short acacia endless. If I had known that this is so attached to the hearts and minds, it would have been better not to recognize the good in the first place.
6, the body without colorful phoenix wings, the heart has a little bit of a rhinoceros. --Song Qi, a poet of the Song Dynasty, wrote "Partridge Sky - Painting Hubs and Carving Saddles on the Narrow Road"
Translation:
There is no colorful phoenix with wings to fly, but the heart is like a rhinoceros horn with a little bit of a white line that can be communicated.
7. I wish you would pick more, this thing is the most lovesick.
Translation:
I hope that those who are thinking of you will collect more and more, and the little red beans will make you think of each other.
8, dawn mirror but worry about cloud temples change, night chanting should feel the moonlight cold.
Translation:
The woman looks in the mirror in the morning and worries about the color of her temples, which are as rich as clouds, and the disappearance of her youthful face. The man, who sings at night, is bound to feel the cold moon invading him.
9, in the sky as a bird with wings, in the ground willing to be linked branches.
Translation:
In the sky we wish to be birds of a feather, on earth we wish to be branches of a tree.
10 、Wish for a long time, thousands of miles of *** Canyuan Juan.
Translation:
I hope the people I miss will be safe for a long time, and no matter how far apart they are, they will be able to see the bright and beautiful moon together.
4. The poem "Bu San Zi"
1. "Bu San Zi"
Song Li Zhi Yi
I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River;
I think of you day by day and I don't see you, and I drink the water of the Yangtze River.
This is the first time that I have ever thought of you.
When will this water end? The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
I wish your heart was like mine, so I would not be ashamed of my love for you.
Translation: I live at the source of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the river. I miss you every day but I can't see you, but **** drinking the water of the Yangtze River together. When will this river stop flowing like this? When will this hatred stop? I just hope that you your heart as my heart, I will not fail to live up to your thoughts.
2. "Cai Ge"
-- "The Book of Songs"
He Cai Ge is like March!
He picks Xiao Ruoxi, one day's absence is like three autumns!
He picks ai and it is like being three years old when you don't see it for a day!
Translation: The man who picks kudzu, ah.
He picks mugwort, and one day's absence is like three months. The man who picks artemisia. If you don't see him for a day, it's as if he's three years old. The one who picks wormwood. If you don't see him, it's as if he's three years old.
3. "Thinking of People Far Away"
Song Yan Guidao
The red leaves and yellow flowers of autumn are late, and I miss the travelers by thousands of miles.
They are the most important of all, but they are the most important of all, and they are the most important of all.
The tears are not enough, but the ink is being drawn on the ink slab. The first is to write a letter to the police, and the second is to write a letter to the police, and the third is to write a letter to the police.
The translation: red leaves and chrysanthemums in the late fall mood, the girlfriends can not help but miss the traveler thousands of miles away. Look all over the sky clouds to clouds, and do not see the geese flying back to bring the traveler's information, full of thoughts, want to send a letter, and how to know where to send it to? Tears still flow endlessly, facing the window, a drop of gushing bomb floating, with the ink stone, will splash down tears, immediately ground into the sorrow of the ink. Then dipped in the ink of tears grinding, fine writing since the thoughts of separation, which is away from the depths of the writing, tears to the pink of the letter paper are soaked and faded.
4. "Spring Thoughts"
Tang Li Bai
Swallow grass such as blue silk, Qin mulberry low green branches.
When the king returns, it is the time when the concubine breaks her heart.
The spring breeze does not recognize, what is the reason to enter the apartment?
Translation: The grass in Yan Di is as green as silk, and the mulberry trees in Qin Di are already green with emerald leaves. When you miss your home and look forward to returning to the day, I have long missed you and sadness. The spring breeze ah you and I have never known, why blow into the tent to stimulate my sadness?
5.
I wish you would pick them more often.
Translation: The red bean tree grows in the south, how many new branches will it produce when spring comes? I hope you will pick some more red beans, which are most capable of arousing people's feelings of longing.
5. Ask for a poem about waiting for your lover
1.
Translation: There are trees on the mountain, and trees have branches, and the heart loves you, but you don't know it.
2. If two lovers are in love for a long time, is it not in the morning and the evening.
Translation: The feelings of two people who really want to love are long-lasting, even if they are far apart from each other, it does not matter.
3. I'm too lazy to look back at the flowers, and I'm half in love with the monks and half in love with the monks.
Translation: Even in the midst of ten thousand flowers, I don't bother to look back; half of this is because of the monk's mindfulness, and half because of the you that I once had.
4. I've been looking for him for a thousand years, but when I look back, he's in the place where the lights go out.
Translation: I looked for her a thousand times in the crowd, and when I turned back, I found her in the place where the lights were scattered.
5. I wish your heart was like my heart, and I would never forget my love for you.
Translation: I wish that your heart, like mine, would not fail me in my obsession.
6. Poetry containing waiting for the love of your life
Send some of your own poems
Loneliness A magnificent waiting
I have fantasized about being in a sky
and I have been in the middle of the sky, and I have been in the middle of the sky, and I have been in the middle of the sky. In a sky
Soaring in the sky
I fantasized. In a sea
In the ocean to swim around
Have fantasized.
In a grassland
In the grassland to run freely
Have fantasized.
Loneliness is a tear in the heart
The beauty of this world
is prosperous but does not belong to oneself
Waiting for the spring to go and the fall to come
Waiting for the flowers to bloom
Waiting for Izumi to be on the other side of the water
Loneliness is a kind of virus that spreads
Quietly eating away at my heart
Face to face.
When one is extremely hungry
Food can bring extraordinary joy
When one is extremely lonely
What can one do to comfort oneself
Fear of being swallowed up by loneliness
One can only comfort oneself with one's own imagination
Chaotic thoughts
The figure in the wind
The more and more I am afraid of being swallowed up by loneliness, the more and more I am afraid of being swallowed up by loneliness
I can only comfort myself with my own imagination
I can only comfort myself with my own imagination.
I'm getting lonelier and lonelier
I'm waving the fragments of my memories
I'm trying to cover up the wrinkles in my heart
Your cheerful laughter makes me feel lonely
I'm afraid of losing it all again
I'm afraid of having it all again
I'm lost in loneliness
Loneliness
is the most beautiful waiting in the world
I'm not sure if you can find the best place for me.
Finally realized that the wound has become an indelible pain
Deep in the marrow, the slightest smile will involve pain
In the lonesome without heart
In the bleak without love
Not to remember that there will be no sadness, not to care about it, not to hurt
Is that so?
But it can't be forgotten
I think it's a memory that can never be forgotten
Unless I die
Unless I drink Mona's soup
Unless I step over the Bridge of Naihe
The fragments of happiness are like gravel, bit by bit, and they flow away from the cracks in between my fingers.
I thought I could hold on to the last little bit, but then I turned around and realized there was nothing left.
Or
I had nothing
Is it that if you cry a lot, you will no longer feel the pain?
It is said that crying will take away all the happiness
Is it true that if I smile, I will be happy?
But
why do I smile so hard
happiness is still so far away from me?
7. Waiting for the love of the poem
1, with the enthusiasm of the summer now to meet you,
do not need any cover and pretext,
Love is love, hope is hope,
the real emotion can not be covered up to hide,
just each of us to express the way is not the same.
Every day, I look at the SMS messages and emails,
checking if I miss the stops to pick you up,
checking if I miss every message and every shout.
Because you appear,
My world is no longer empty,
Time has become slow,
Will remember the day you and I meet again,
I think that day is not far away.
By that time, the mountains and rivers will have become dull,
and only you and I will be as bright as the stars!
If the speeding train crosses my platform
If the rushing river floats away my sails
If the geese in the clouds don't fly again
If the silkworms don't wake up again after winter
I still hold the starlight of hope silently
Waiting for the love with the beautiful reverie
If the dike willow is no longer covered with smoke in the sunset
If the moonlight breeze doesn't linger
If my plum blossoms are in someone else's garden
If my roses are in someone else's arms
I still stubbornly pave over my heart's wounds
And wait for my love with my heart's sadness
The reason why I wait for my love
Is because I believe that the sea has changed.
The reason why I am waiting for love
is that I know that sincerity can open up a stone
She has the charm of heaven and earth
She has the charm of history
Regardless of what people think of my waiting
The pain of searching and the panic in my heart
is the result of the warmth, care, and passion that is given to my love and my heart.
Whether people think of my waiting
The pain of searching, the panic in my heart
Whether they give me warm thoughts and tears
Or whether they give me merciless mockery and harsh judgment
I still believe that my waiting
Is the rising sun, the warm garden
People, believe in your love
Believe that eternal love is always young
Believe that genuine love is always beautiful
Believe that your waiting is as eternal as it is beautiful. Believe that your wait is as eternal