First, the poems describing lovesickness.
1, Acacia is as deep as the sea, and the past is as far away as the sky. -Wan Le's "operator"
2, linglong dice Ann red beans, bone acacia know. _ _ _ _ Two Wennan Gezi/New Poems
3. 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"
4. If you don't miss life, you will miss it and you will miss it. _ _ _ _ Xu Zaisi's "Gui Ling Chun Qing"
5, enter my lovesick door, know my lovesick. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's "357 words/autumn wind words"
6. If two kinds of feelings last for a long time, sooner or later. _ _ _ _ Qin Guan's Queqiao Fairy Qiao Yun
7. Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. _ _ _ _ Li Qingzhao's "A piece of plum, red lotus root fragrance, residual jade in autumn"
8. I want to go crazy if I can't see you for a day. _ _ _ _ Sima Xiangru's "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix/Qin Song"
9, think of dragons, hate dragons, hate back. _ _ _ _ Bai Juyi's Sauvignon Blanc by the Water
10, I'm afraid of lovesickness. I'm already lovesick. It's my turn to quit lovesickness, and there's a trace between my eyebrows. _ _ _ _ Yu Yan's "Sauvignon Blanc Folding Flowers"
1 1, return the pearl with tears, and hate not meeting each other before marriage. _ _ _ _ Zhang Ji's "Yin Jiefu Send Dongping Lishi Island"
12, when there is poverty in the corner of the world, there is only endless acacia. _ _ _ _ Yan Shu's "On the Jade Pagoda, Spring Hate"
13, Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei. _ _ _ _ Yan "Linjiangxian, the balcony is locked after the dream"
14, you bury the mud and sell the bones, and I will send snow all over the world. _ _ _ _ Bai Juyi's Micro Dream
I know very well that this kind of love will not have any result, but it can comfort my soul! . _ _ _ _ Li Shangyin's Untitled, Deep in Mochou Hall
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. _ _ _ _ Li Shangyin's untitled time, long before I met her, became longer after we broke up.
17. Don't miss your old friends and try new tea. Poetry and wine use time. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's Looking South, Surpassing Taiwan Province.
18, people say that the sunset is the end of the world. _ _ _ _ Li Gou's homesickness
19, as night falls, my dream suddenly comes home. The window of Xiao Xuan. Dress up. Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears _ _ _ _ Su Shi's "Twenty Memories of Dreams in the First Month of Jiang"
20, for my heart, for your heart, only know each other and remember each other deeply. _ _ _ _ Gu Huan's "Confessions, Where to Leave People All Night"
2 1, born back, died of Sauvignon Blanc. _ _ _ _ Anonymous "Abandoning Wife"
22. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot inside. _ _ _ _ Zhang Xian's "Thousand Years, Several Voices"
23, peach and plum spring breeze, a glass of wine, ten years of rivers and lakes one night rain. _ _ _ _ Huang Tingjian's "Send Yellow Several Times"
24. I miss you every day. I drink Yangtze River water. _ _ _ _ Li Chi Ngai's "Operator, I live at the head of the Yangtze River"
25. When will Acacia meet? Friends are looking forward to meeting, but I don't know where. At this time, on such a night, it is difficult to miss each other. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's "357 words/autumn wind words"
26, who wants to say acacia, shallow lovers don't know. _ _ _ _ Yan's Sauvignon Blanc.
27, wine becomes sorrow, tears become acacia. _ _ _ _ Fan Zhongyan's "Su Curtain Covers Nostalgia"
Don't change your hair with flowers. Even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? ! _ _ _ _ Li Shangyin's Untitled Misty Rain Blows from the East
29. It's useless to miss each other and regret meeting each other. _ _ _ _ Zhu Yizun's Memories of Youth Flying Flowers
30. Acacia only exists in: clove branches and cardamom tops. _ _ _ _ Wang Pei's "Eye-catching, a bright future"
3 1 is my life, and I owe you a thousand tears. _ _ _ _ Liu Yong's "Remembering the Imperial Capital with Thin Pillows and Cool Days"
32, blue is beautiful, chrysanthemum is fragrant, and I am pregnant with beautiful people, which I can't forget. _ _ _ _ Liu Che's Autumn Poems
33, the intestine has been broken, tears are hard to collect. With the love of acacia, once again boarded the little red chamber. _ _ _ _ Xin Qiji's "Partridge Day, Late West Western jackdaw Sorrow"
34. Ruthlessness is not like sentimentality. One inch or a thousand strands. _ _ _ _ Yan Shu's "On the Jade Pagoda, Spring Hate"
35. Looking at the sky and clouds at dusk, walking and thinking of you, sitting and thinking of you. _ _ _ _ Tang Yin's "A plum, a rain, a pear flower, a deep door"
36, drifting away, without books, where do water and fish sink? _ _ _ _ Ouyang Xiu's "Jade House Spring, I don't know how far you are after parting"
37. Missing my husband is like a full moon, and the brightness is decreasing every night. _ _ _ _ Zhang Jiuling's "Fu Congjun"
38. Who sent the brocade book? The wild goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building. _ _ _ _ Li Qingzhao's "A piece of plum, red lotus root fragrance, residual jade in autumn"
39, the sun is full of flowers and cigarettes, the moon is very white, and people are sleepless. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's "Sauvignon Blanc II"
40, who read the west wind alone cool, rustling yellow leaves close the window, nostalgic for the sunset. _ _ _ _ Nalanxingde's "Huanxisha, who reads the west wind alone?"
4 1, who lives in the South China Sea of the North Navy, can't send books by goose. _ _ _ _ Huang Tingjian's "Send Yellow Several Times"
42. Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year? _ _ _ _ Zhang's "Moonlit Night on the Spring River"
43. It is better to have hate than to have faith. Acacia began to feel that the sea was not deep. _ _ _ _ Bai Juyi's "Langtaosha, Sorry, River Tide Sea Water"
44. This situation cannot be eliminated, only under the brow, but in my heart. _ _ _ _ Li Qingzhao's "A piece of plum, red lotus root fragrance, residual jade in autumn"
45. There is much wind and snow, and the dream of breaking the hometown is unsuccessful. There is no such sound in my hometown. _ _ _ _ Nalan Xingde's "Sauvignon Blanc, A Climbing Journey"
46. Acacia plum blossoms stayed up all night, and suddenly I suspected that the window was a gentleman. _ _ _ _ Lutong's Thought
47, the mountains are far away, the sky is high and the smoke is cold, and the acacia maple leaf Dan. _ _ _ _ Li Yu's Sauvignon Blanc, A Heavy Mountain
48. Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night. _ _ _ _ Zhang Jiuling's Full Moon Philip Burkart
49. The high light flashes; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's Sauvignon Blanc I
50. At last you thought of going home, and now my heart is breaking. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's Spring Thought
Second, good at describing acacia
1. I think that no matter how old I am, I will always be a sentimental person. A song, a leaf and a piece of water are all my sad fragments. Every move and smile of others will make me involuntarily sink into the vast ideological journey.
2. Life is a big dream, and it is cool in autumn. In the evening, the maple leaves have been ringing in the gallery. Looking at the eyebrows and temples, the wine base is often worried about fewer guests, and the moonlight is often blocked by clouds. Who is alone with * * * in the Mid-Autumn Festival, looking sadly at the north.
With the siege of time, my steps are getting heavier and slower. Time seems to have cornered me and plunged me into a Jedi. I can't save anything, I can only endure the pain and trudge forward step by step.
4. Tonight; Walking in the moonlight, let the past fly and fall on every string, touching the sound like a complaint. The thoughts in my arms are soft and broken, turning into a low voice, lingering into a thin sadness, hiding in a corner of the night, full of faint sadness and swaying.
5. Whose whisper is coming from the evil wind? In the past, where is the young man wearing a feather crown now? I have no intention of drinking pipa alone, and I am afraid that I will be heartbroken alone. Talented people look at each other in pairs. The night is as cool as water and as beautiful as a dream.
6. I lost my talent in Lingyun, and I never opened my life again. Birds crow and flowers fall, bamboo withers and tung withers and phoenix doesn't come. A good horse is full of sadness because it has no owner. Jiuquan does not sigh, sending satellites into the night station.
7. If I can, I can accompany you for a thousand years. I just want to care about you and smile. If you like, I am willing to accompany you forever, I just want to accompany you forever. Your face is like a lotus, and several fireworks are flying all over the sky in an instant.
8. Love hurts people, how many people suffer, how many memories are destroyed, how many feelings are sad, how many thoughts pass away, how many infatuated tears flow, and how many ordinary people are drunk! If you are my lotus, let me keep a long-term affection for you in my life.
9. At some point, everyone around you has left. When I got familiar with it and left faster and faster, I found that I hadn't met a person who had been with me day and night for a long time.
10. It's cold, it's cold, the world is getting old, and the vicissitudes of life are crying. My heart is hard to give up, and I can't let it go until dawn, illuminating the tears, and I wander around the pillow.
1 1. On a bleak autumn night, after the lonely and wandering moon gently told me how to describe the most beautiful scenery in my heart, I stopped complaining about why life always has too many regrets and sighing that the end of life is always a faint smoke.
12. A melody is rustling, with a touch of vicissitudes, a touch of fragrance full of sleeves, and the secular feelings disappear without a trace. I have danced through my fingers all my life, suddenly looking back, dreaming in a trance, devoting my life to tenderness and poetry, but I have already lost you in the disconsolate review.
13. The breeze dances in the bright moon, and the dream falls in the flowers. Wake up from a dream, like a lifetime ago, and your brow is full of acacia. Lonely in the world, drunk and dreamy, insatiable. Worried thoughts have no boundaries. A person at the window, looking at the fallen flowers and yellow flowers under the tree, are you stroking Yu Di again, drunk and plucking the strings?
14. When you merge into the Milky Way, you will quietly light up the sky with the bright moon; Walking into the grass, just smile and join hands with the breeze to dye the green earth. This can also be regarded as being kind to life and living up to the years.
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16. When you think of a surprise in your journey, the woman who turned away is actually old. Only the memory stays like fog, and the passing time is the woman who is far away.
17. Love is deep, loneliness is hard to hide, and whispers in my ears are like sighs when flowers fall; Love is endless, and everyone will feel pity when they are lonely all their lives, spreading silently in the hazy air; The flood of running water, with all the breeze, dyed the writing paper white.
18. Cry for the moon. It's a pity that the dead may not know it, but this life is really endless. Not as good as grass and stone, ignorance and no sleep, but also a clean heart.
19. Wrong marriage, wrong beauty. Relying on heaven and crossing the earth, only walking without remembering each other. The piano is silent and the flute is cold. The spirit is seamless, this life has retired, and the afterlife has been promised. The lights slowly dimmed in the long night. Still disappointed, no chance; I regret and hate, and I have no fate.
20. Missing is a kind of happy sadness. Missing is a long precipitation of yesterday and a yearning for a better future. It is because of missing that I have the joy of reunion after a long separation, the unexpected surprise and the toast when friends and relatives get together.
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22. How many old dreams are hidden in a world of mortals, a thousand years of love, and a few strands of acacia? On the water side, I would like to take a boat with lotus fragrance, cross Qin Mingyue and tang style Song Yun, and find you on the vast Xizi Lake!
23. You don't know there is me in the world, and I don't know there is you in the world. Is it not clean? Seeing each other once in a while, not seeing each other for three years, hurts deeply. We would rather be heartless than heartless. Why bother? Why bother? I hope I have never met in my life. ...
24. Things are different, why should people be persistent? Might as well go home and be idle. I am very lucky. What I pursue, a piano, a pot of wine and a wisp of cloud, is my life.
25. Sleeping in the morning is always a dreamer's wishful thinking. You can't get rid of the wind and rain in the world, but you can only watch a beautiful flower wither. It's too painful to face life and death. As a spectator, I can't afford this disillusionment.
26, a person is very good, a person can be very free, a person can have no scruples, even if he is injured, he can heal himself, but who will heal that scar? What about loneliness? Yes What if I lose myself?
27. One is always on a strange road, watching strange scenery and listening to strange songs. Then one day, you will find that you have really forgotten what you tried to forget.
28. There is a feeling that when you lose sleep, you will always admit that you are lovesick. There is a fate, that is, after you wake up from a dream, you always admit that you are eternal. There is a longing that you will always see when you break up, and a feeling that you will always understand your loss after you leave. 29. As time goes on, my thinking becomes deeper and deeper. I really want to find a quiet night or a sunny day.
On a bright morning, I pour out many melancholy and loneliness in my heart to you.
30. Jasmine seems to have no season. Small fragrant buds are always in full bloom during the day and at night. Miss you, it seems that there is no difference, during the day, at night, at every trance moment.
3 1, I dream of you more than a hundred times, and your figure comes into my dream almost every night. Now, we live far apart, and I miss you more than ever. I can only ask God to be patient and not push our reunion too far.
32. The breeze blew in my face. Reminds me of you. Every time I think of you, I will look up at the sky. I hope to see your familiar face hole.
33. Love can be temporary or lifelong. Everyone can fall in love with different people at different times. No one can live without us. Forgetting makes us strong.
34. Caring is the deep concern of one heart for another, and it is the bond connecting family, friendship and love. Concern is a family affection, a wisp of acacia, a kind of happiness.
35. It's late at night and people are quiet. Why are you still up? Hiding in an empty corner, who are you secretly missing? The wind stopped and the rain stopped. Why are you still crying? Do you still remember that rose in your heart? It makes you intoxicated, makes you cry and blows away your unforgettable memories. After this autumn, it will be old and withered.
36. You are the brilliant spring in my memory, the gentle water in my heart, the distant method in my mind and the eternal scenery in my life!
37. How can you forget your smile, beautiful eyes and hot and charming conversation? Oh, this river of love is full of thoughts about you!
38. Knowing you is a mysterious fate. I miss you as a cup of bitter coffee. I miss you not because I am lonely, but because I miss you. Lonely hearts miss you in the lonely midnight.
39. Love should not be rekindled. Once rekindled, those good memories of the past will go up in smoke. If we hadn't reunited, maybe I would have usurped his profound thoughts until my body rotted; However, at this moment, I hate him. All the good days are gone forever.
I haven't seen your beautiful face for a week. It really seems like seven years. In these seven days, your beautiful image appeared in my heart all the time!
4 1, can't be together for the love of a lifetime, but people come and go in a hurry during a long journey, no matter how long they stay, they always leave to take another flight.
42. Missing is the dribs and drabs in your memory when you are restless, and the whispering to the moon when you are full of passion but have no one to talk to.
43. Some people say that missing is like a grain of sand in an hourglass, which accumulates with time. My thoughts of you have already piled up into the Sahara desert, waiting for you to appear like rain after a long drought, nourishing my thirsty heart, like a mellow pink latte.
44. A concern balances the weightlessness of the emotional balance, and a concern fills the emptiness in the heart. The longer we break up, the farther away we are, and the heavier we are concerned about.
45. If you are worried about someone, you will be worried because you can't hear from him. You will be upset because you can't be with him for long. You will be anxious for the long-term lovesickness, and you will feel dejected because of the lingering sadness.
46. Missing is sentimental. Under the call of thousands of raindrops in Qian Qian, tears could not help flowing down. My heart will feel a knife-like pain in a "sudden" moment. Lost, always want to recover, but everything is too late, and what can be recovered has long lost its former meaning.
47. If I don't love you, I won't miss you, I won't be jealous of the opposite sex around you, I won't lose confidence and fighting spirit, and I won't suffer. If only I couldn't love you.
48. In childhood ballads, in fairy tales that have been opened but forgotten to be closed, and in the grass whispering among flowers, I know that your smile is beautiful and quietly opens in my heart. ? Miss you at night, miss you in my heart and love you forever.
49. If I don't love you, I won't miss you, I won't be jealous of the opposite sex around you, I won't lose confidence and fighting spirit, and I won't suffer. If only I couldn't love you.
50. We are afraid of years, but we don't know how happy we are to be alive. We think life is boring, but many people are struggling between life and death. When will we be grateful for what we have?