1 柳永凤栖梧 衣带渐宽终不悔，为伊伊消得人憔悴。
2 Unknown Poetry Scripture Name Wind Drum beating Death and life, and son to say. The name of the poem is "The Death of the Son", and the name of the son is "The Death of the Son".
3 Qin Guan Magpie Bridge Immortal If two love is a long time, and not in the morning and evening. 4 Li Bai three five seven words Thinking of meeting each other know what day? It is difficult to be in love at this time and night.
5 anonymous phoenix phoenix qin song there is a beautiful person, see the not forget, a day not see Ruoxi, think like crazy. 6 Zheng Chouyu Fugue This time I leave you, it is the wind, it is the rain, it is the night; you smiled, I waved a hand, a lonely road will be spread to both ends.
7 Li Bai three five seven words into my lovesickness door, know my lovesickness bitter, long lovesickness, long memories, short lovesickness, endless. 8 Yuan Zhen five songs of the thought of separation. 8 Yuan Zhen Li Si Five Songs Four Once the sea is hard to water, in addition to the witch mountain is not a cloud.
9 Cao Zhi, the moon on a high building, the king if the road dust, the concubine if the turbid cement, floating and sinking different potential, when will the meeting be harmonized? 10 Nalan Seide Yu Meiren After the bleak parting, the two should be the same, the most is not better than the moonlight. 11 Zhang Ji, a woman of the festival, returned the moonlight. 11 Zhang Ji, a woman of the festival, returned to the king's pearl in tears, and hated the time when he was not married.
12 Ximurong a blossoming tree How to let you meet me, in my most beautiful moment for this, I have been in front of the Buddha for five hundred years, begging him to let us have a dusty relationship. 13 Chen Heng Ke inscribed Chun Qi's portrait Contempt for the remaining only shadow tied to the earth, how the same life and different death? 14 Liang Qichao Taiwan Bamboo Branch Lyrics At the bottom of the Acacia Tree, I say that I am in love with you, but I don't know that I am in love with you, and I hate you.
15 Xu Gan room Si Since the gentleman's out of the car, the mirror darkness does not rule. The first time I thought of you, I was like running water.
16 Sima Guang Xijiangmoon Seeing each other is like not seeing each other, and love is like no love at all. 17 Gong Zizhen's Miscellaneous Poems of the Year of the Dragon Falling red is not an unfeeling thing, but it turns into spring mud and protects the flowers even more.
18 Zhang Xian's Thousand Autumn Years The sky never grows old, but love never dies. The heart is like a pair of silk nets, with a thousand knots.
19 Huang Jingren One of the Two Poems of Yihuai Like this star was not last night, for whom the wind and dew stood in the middle of the night. 20 Li Shangyin untitled six poems, three of the straight road to the lovesickness is not beneficial, there is no harm in melancholy is clear crazy.
21 Li Shangyin twilight autumn solo tour of the Qujiang River know that the body in the love long in, despairing of the sound of the river water at the head of the river. 22 Nalan Seed's "Raccoon River Sand" is the most sentimental of all, and now it is really not sentimental at all.
23 Li Shangyin Jinxie This love can wait to be memorialized, just at that time has been confused. 24 Zhang Zhongsu Swallow House How much love is there in a night, the end of the world is not long.
25 Yuan Haoqian touch fish children two of the first Ask the world, what is love, straight to teach life and death. 26 Li Shangyin untitled body without colorful phoenix wings, the heart has a spiritual rhinoceros point.
27 Zhang Kejiu Sehong Autumn Beast furnace Shen water smoke, Cui marsh residual flowers, line after line written in the pass of the love of each other. 28 Xu Zaisi folding laurel order in life will not love each other, only will love each other, will be harmful to love each other.
29 Li Guan Butterfly Lovers One inch of love, ten million thoughts, no arrangement on earth. 30 Su Shi Jiang Cheng Zi Ten years of life and death, do not think about it, since it is hard to forget, thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about bleak.
31 Unknown Poetry Scriptures Tang Dynasty Wind Sateen The night of this day and night, to see this good man. 32 Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Hatred The sky is long and the earth is long, but this hatred has no expiration date.
33 Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Hatred In the sky, I wish to be a bird with two wings, and on earth, I wish to be a branch with two branches. 34 Butterfly Lovers by Wen Ting-Xie Overlapping tear marks and muted brocade characters, life is only difficult to die of love.
35 Cao Xueqin in vain, one is Langyuan Xianbao, the other is a flawless jade. 36 Li Shangyin untitled Spring silkworms to death, wax torch into ashes, tears began to dry.
37 Lu Zhaolin Chang'an Ancient Intentions Why not resign to death if you get to be more than one, not envious of mandarin ducks and not envious of immortality.
2. I need a foreign poem about loveTo Kane (Pushkin)
I remember that wonderful moment:
You appeared in front of me,
like a fleeting illusion,
like a heavenly fairy of pure beauty.
In the torment of hopeless sorrows,
in the hustle and bustle of a flashy life,
your gentle voice has been ringing in my ears for a long time,
and I have seen your lovely silhouette in my sleep.
Many years have passed, and the stormy smile
dispersed the dreams of the past,
so I forgot your gentle voice,
and your fairy-like silhouette.
In the poor countryside, in the gloomy life of captivity,
my days passed away so silently,
no one to fall in love with, no inspiration for poems,
no tears, no life, and no love.
Now the mind has begun to awaken:
Then you reappeared before me,
as a fleeting phantom,
as a fairy of pure beauty.
My heart leapt in ecstasy,
Everything in my heart was reawakened,
There was the person I loved, there was the inspiration for the poem,
There was life, there were tears, and there was love.
3. 求首外国诗,关于爱情的The furthest distance in the world
The furthest distance in the world
Is not between life and death
Not between life and death
But when I stand in front of the world, it is not between life and death. > But when I stand in front of you
Yet you don't know that I love you
Yet you don't know that I love you
The furthest distance in the world
The furthest distance in the world
Is not when I stand in front of you
No, I stand in front of you
Yet you can't see my love
But when undoubtedly knowing the love from both
You don't know that I love you
Yet you don't know that I love you. But when undoubtedly knowing the love from both
Yet cannot be together
The furthest distance in the world
The furthest distance in the world
Is not the furthest distance between us?
Is not being apart while being in love
Not when painfully cannot resist the yearning
But when painfully cannot resist the yearning
Yet pretending you have never been in my heart
The furthest distance in the world
The furthest distance in the world
Is not when painly cannot resist the yearning
Is not when painly cannot resist the yearning
yet pretending you have never been in my heart
but using one's indifferent heart
Yet pretending you have never been in my heart
but deliberately pretending that you have never been in my heart
but using one's indifferent heart
But using one's indifferent heart
To dig an uncrossable river
For the one who loves you
For the one who loves you
For the one who loved you
---- Pushkin
For the one who loves you I once loved you
Love may not be quite dead in my heart
But I hope it won't bother you any more
I don't want to upset you any more either
I once loved you in silence
Without any hope
I have both
I suffered from both shyness
and jealousy
I loved you with such sincerity
and such tenderness
I hope to God that you
will be blessed by another who will love you like I did
loved you - Pushkin
I loved you; and perhaps I love you still,
I love you, and perhaps I love you, and I love you, and I love you, and I love you, and I love you, and I love you, and I love you, and I love you. and perhaps I love you still,
The flame, perhaps, is not extinguished; yet
It burns so quietly within my soul,
No longer should you feel distressed by it.
Silently and hopelessly I loved you,
At times too jealous and at times too shy.
God grant you find another who will love you
The flame is not extinguished, perhaps.
As tenderly and truthfully as I.
4. Urgently seeking classic love poems from abroadFirst: I wish People often ask me what kind of partner I should find.
I hope she's like me, with blood in her chest and wounds in her heart.
I don't want a full moon, I don't want a short flute, I don't want a long flute. I want to be poor, poor like tea, a fragrance in the bitterness.
To be proud, proud as orchids, hanging a face of autumn frost. We, as well, dare to wander around the white cemetery in the dark night, to listen to the owl's tragic laughter, and chase the drifting fluorescent light.
As we do, we dare to lay down stakes in the forest that lead to the future. The ape's long arm on the dead branch, the snake's green arm on the rock.
Like us, we dare to follow the great whales, to paddle a boat, to explore the distant harbor, where the wind is like a bell, and the fog is like a flying net. We would have planted the seed of pine in the mire and made it into a beam, and we would have taken up the sunshine and trod on the flowers to our death.
Though I am only a sesame seed, blown away by the wind from the home of the stem. I am far away from the lark's song and the rose's fragrance.
I firmly believe that there is another sesame seed, lying on the stormy ground. We have never met, but we are ultimately optimistic, because we appreciate the same sun.
Thus, in the stars of the sky, to find the twinkling light. And so, in the dense forest of the sun, to recognize the fuzzy leaf palm.
The second: classic love poem - Zweig The sweetest fruit is the one that is stolen, the best bread is the one that is eaten in hiding. The more threatened a lover is, the more he will remain.
A lover in love who does not control his passion is to blame for his suffering. A woman's infatuation is characterized by infinite obedience.
I have loved you for a lifetime. You are the only person I want to tell my heart to.
A man and a woman who seem to love each other too much are not married! An unhealthy love is an abyss, whose open mouth will swallow you up. The first man who lights the fire of love in the eyes of a young girl, he could not be happier; but he could not be more dangerous.
Don't love the man who is healthy, confident, proud, happy, cheerful, and in no need of love! They don't need the love of others! The love of others is just the icing on the cake for them, like a piece of jewelry on their head or a bracelet on their arm. And not the whole meaning of their life and happiness.
The third: English love poem: I wrote this letter especially for you I really miss you and I hope you do too You are my eternal sunshine You are my true valentinefor my You are my true valentinefor my love, you are unbelievably beautiful Not having met you earlier makes me feel like a fool I think we are the perfect match Together our hearts can withstand Together our hearts can withstand any scratchWe met each other, some time ago Since then my love for you did only grow You are my sweetheart day by day I would like to meet you without delayI hope We make it, I hope it will be fast Together, at long last I look forward to our next moment together With you, life cannot become any better The love that has matured through pain is the most passionate love. The most passionate love. The spirit of communication does not need words, as long as it is two hearts full of love.
Love is beautiful, but God is in the sky...
If you die for love, you die for love. If you die for love, it's too much love.
The union of two people should not be a bondage to each other, it should be a double blossom. Love is a duel, and if you look to the right or to the left, you are finished.
Through the light, there is love. There is love, there is life.
... True love is not about loving more or less. It is giving the whole self.
What is the rest of the world to a heart traumatized by love? If a woman does not have the illusion that she can master the man who loves her, then he does not love her enough, and she must try her strength. The fifth: Love is above all earthly considerations.
. A contented hut is better than a heartless palace, and where love is, all things are sufficient. The lover cannot live without the object of his affection, he lives as two and half a man at the same time.
The heart of a lover must be wholly filled with his beloved. Love is much stronger than hate.
It is good to be persistent in love; but the persistence of love is worthless if it is not persistent in other ways. "What is true love?" It is - blind loyalty, castless bowing, absolute obedience, disregarding oneself, disregarding everything, listening to nothing, believing in nothing, and giving the whole heart, liver, and soul to your mastery! You are the last dream of my soul! I am the last of my soul's dreams. If love is too strong, it will not last forever.
The sixth song, "Is a man born twice?" Yes. The first is on the day when one begins to live; the second is on the day when love is born.
If you are a stone, be a magnet; if you are a plant, be a mimosa; if you are a man, be a lover. Beauty is in your face, love is in your heart.
Love draws its sustenance from looking back and looking forward. To love and not to be loved is the greatest misfortune.
In all of nature, it is the human heart that gives out the most light, and unfortunately, it is the human heart that creates the deepest darkness. Women are perfect demons.
Whenever there is hatred, a woman is worth ten men. A pure embrace is worth a thousand words.
Reducing the universe to a single person, expanding that single person to God, that's love! Love melts anger as the sun melts icicles. In the realm of spirituality, true love works wonders.
Isn't it "love" to see beauty in the unattractive? Our hearts are like a mine of feelings, love is gold, hate is iron. A man who does not know how to turn his wife into a mistress is a proof of his vulgarity and imbecility.
Love says, "We have nothing but love, but we are richer than all the kings of the earth. The man who is in love is always deaf and blind.
When you are in love, you must keep it a secret. Don't give out your heart until you know what it is.
It is always a good show when a noble heart suffers for love. The first of these is that the beauty of the outside can only please a moment, but the beauty of the inside can last forever.
Love.
5. Foreign Love PoemsThe Blue Boat
How late the daylight edges
toward the northern night
as though journeying
in a blue boat, gilded in mussel shell, and in the sea, and in the sea, and in the sea, and in the sea, and in the sea, and in the sea, and in the sea, and in the sea. gilded in mussel shell
with, slung from its mast, a lantern
like our old idea of the soul
blue boat
the intoxicating dawn has gone
and the night will follow
as though traveling
towards the northern night
as though journeying
in a blue boat.
As if traveling
Flickering in the blue boat
Lights rising from the mast
Like the poetry of our hearts
Butterfly
The first butterfly of spring
Orange and purple
flits across my path
And the blue ship is a beautiful ship. flits across my path
A flying flower
that changes
the color of my day
Butterfly
The first butterfly of spring
orange and purple
Flits lightly across my path
A flying flower
Changing
The color of the day
William Wordsworth (1770-1850)
The English Romantic Poet
Daffodils
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed--and gazed--but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
< p> In vacant or in pensive mood,They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And then my heart with pleasure fills.
And dances with the daffodils.
Narcissus
In the valleys of the mountains a hundred clouds float.
And dances with the daffodils.
And dances with the daffodils.
I saw the daffodils, the yellow flowers.
Under the trees by the lake, I danced endlessly.
It's like the Milky Way, a galaxy of stars.
The daffodils are so many and so many that you can't see them all.
The flowers are as fresh as the eye can see.
Swaying into the winds, they are lively and joyful.
6. Foreign Modern Love PoemsMinimum 0.27 yuan to open the library members, view the full content > Originally Posted By: jie cat [Label: Title] Part 1: Selected Foreign Love Poems Selected Foreign Love Poems When you are old Yeats (Ireland) When you are old and gray, and your sleepy thoughts are dim, and you are napping by the fire, take down this poem, and read it slowly, and recall to yourself the softness of your eyes of yore, and the heavy shadows of their former days; and the heavy shadows of the past. The heavy shadows of yesteryear; How many loved thy youthful and merry hours, Adored thy beauty, false or true, Only one loved thy pilgrim's soul, And the painful wrinkles of thy aged face; Droop down thy head, and beside the red-glowing hearth, Speak mournfully and softly of that love's fading, Upon the hill above thy head it paces slowly, And hides its face amidst a crowd of stars.
(Yuan Kejia translation) to the moon chanting Goethe (Germany) you again the quiet fog glow all over the forest streams, my soul also again - back to melt completely; I all over to my field gently spread the soft hope, like a confidant's eyes affectionate correlation. My heart often vibrates with the aftertaste of sorrow and joy.
Tramping between bitterness and joy when the silence is not. Flow on, sweet little river! I shall never be happy again: vows, embraces, and songs of joy flow by.
I, too, once possessed a rare treasure! In vain I have filled thee with cares which thou canst never forget! The river that runs along the valley is neither restful nor peaceful, and the song is low and clear for me! Let your waves rise in the cold winter night, or urge the tender stamens to bloom in the sunny spring day. Happiness ah, who can not hate to go to the world of deep hiding, embracing a heart and he *** enjoy.
That people can not guess or unexpected - through the labyrinth of the chest wandering in the night. (Translated by Liang Zongdai) The beautiful girl in the gallery McCaig (Scotland) 37179.