Poems about sweet love 1. Ancient poems about sweet love
Love is a bit of moving heart: green dickey, leisurely my heart; but for the sake of the king's sake, the contemplation to this day.
Love is a kind of tacit understanding: no colorful phoenix wings, a little heart.
Love is a picture: the man rode a bamboo horse to get the plum around the bed.
Love is a kind of coincidence: the golden phoenix and jade dew meet, it is better than countless other people.
Love is a declaration: obsessed with it until death!
Love is a promise: you should be the rock, and the concubine is the bushel; the bushel is as tough as silk, and the rock is not transferable.
Love is a vow: "The mountains are not pronged, the sky and the earth are united, and only then dare to break with the king!
Love is a longing: wishing for a long time, a thousand miles of **** Canyuan Juan.
Love is a kind of persistence: the belt is gradually broadening the end do not regret, for Yi consumed people haggard.
Love is a kind of loyalty: once the sea is hard to water, remove the witch mountain is not cloud.
Love is a kind of goodbye: hold hands and look at each other's tears, even speechless.
Love is a kind of watchfulness: there are still small garden peach and plum in, stay flower not hair waiting for you to return.
Love is a ray of thought: I wish you more pick, this thing is the most love.
The love is a sound of a beautiful Cheng: Zi not I think, there is no other person?
Love is a trace of melancholy: spring as old, people empty thin, tear marks red worry shark raw silk through.
Love is a perfect match: a fair lady, a good man.
Love is a sigh of relief: although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to trust the book.
Love is a comforting phrase: if two love in a long time, and not in the morning and evening.
Love is a response: throw me a peach, and I'll return it to you.
Love is a sadness: a cup of sadness, a few years away. Re! The wrong! The wrong!
Love is a kind of resentment: a thousand years of pipa as a hu language, respectively, resentment in the song.
Love is a kind of obsession: life is a love obsession, this hate is not about the wind and the moon.
Love is a kind of nostalgia: it is expected to be broken every year, the night of the bright moon, the short root of the post.
Love is a kind of confusion: ask the world what is love? The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that.
Love is a song of the ages: the silkworms to death, the wax torch into ashes, tears began to dry.
2. Poems about love and happiness.
1 Liu Yong Feng Qiuwu The belt is getting wider and wider, and people are emaciated for Yi.
2 Anonymous Drumming "Poetry Classic. The name of the state is "Feng Feng" (邶风). The name of this poem is "The Name of the Kingdom" (邶风).
3 Qin Guan Magpie Bridge Immortal If two love is a long time, is it not in the morning and the evening. 4 Li Bai, three, five, seven words, when will I know the day when I will see you? I'm not sure if it's a good idea.
5 anonymous phoenix seeks phoenix, qin song There is a beautiful person, see the not forget, one day do 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 my hand, a lonely road will be spread to both ends.
7 Li Bai, three, five, seven words, into my lovesickness, know my lovesickness bitter, long lovesickness, long memories, short lovesickness, endless. 8 Yuan Zhen, Five Songs of Separate Thoughts, the first of which is a poem by Yuan Zhen. 8 Yuan Zhen Five Songs of Departure Thoughts, Four Once the ocean is hard to be water, in addition to the witch mountain is not a cloud.
9 Cao Zhi, the moon on a high building, the king if the dust of the road, the concubine if the turbid cement, floating and sinking each different potential, when will the meeting be harmonious? 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's song, returns to her husband, but also to her family. 11 Zhang Ji, a woman of the festival, has returned the pearl to the king with tears in her eyes, and she hates the fact that she has not yet gotten 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-Kuei The portrait of Chun-Qi Contemplating the remaining shadow is only tied to the earth, how to live together and die differently? 14 Liang Qichao Taiwan Bamboo Poem The bottom of the Acacia tree says Acacia, think of Lang Lang hate Lang Lang do not know.
15 Xu Gan Room Si Since the gentleman's departure, the mirror is dark. I've been thinking about you like running water, and there's no end to it.
16 Sima Guang Xijiangmoon Seeing each other is like not seeing each other, but having feelings is like having no feelings at all. 17 Gong Zizhen, a poet in the year of his birth, said: "Falling red is not an unfeeling thing, but it turns into spring mud and protects the flowers even more.
18 Zhang Xian Qianqiu Ye (千秋岁) The sky never grows old, but love never dies. The heart is like a pair of silk nets, with a thousand knots in it.
19 Huang Jingren, one of the two poems of Yihuai ( 绮怀) like this star is not last night, for whom the wind and dew stood in the middle of the night. 20 Li Shangyin Untitled Six Poems, the third of which is straight to the love of the useless, there is no harm in melancholy is the madness.
21 Li Shangyin, in the twilight of the fall, alone on the Qujiang River, knowing that the body is in the mood for a long time, and despairing of the sound of the river water at the end of the river. 22 Nalan Seide, "The Raccoon River Sand", "The Raccoon River Sand", "The Raccoon River Sand", "The Raccoon River Sand", "The Raccoon River Sand", "The Raccoon River Sand" and "The Raccoon River Sand".
23 Li Shangyin Jinser ( 锦瑟) This love can wait to be recalled, but at that time, it was already confusing. 24 Zhang Zhongsu Swallow House How much love is there in a night, and the end of the world is not long.
25 Yuan Hao Wen, one of the two songs of Groping for Fish, asked the world, what is love, straight to the promise of life and death. 26 Li Shangyin untitled body without colorful phoenix flying wings, the heart has a spiritual rhinoceros point.
27 Zhang Kejiu Sehong Autumn Beast furnace Shen water smoke, Cui marsh flower pieces, line after line written in the transmission of lovesickness. 28 Xu Zaisi folding laurel order Pinggui, one of the two songs. 28 Xu Zaisi 折桂令 lifetime will not love each other, only will love each other, will be harmful to love each other.
29 Li Guan Butterfly Loves Flower One inch of love, ten million thoughts, there is no place 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 anonymous silk "Poetry. The Tang Dynasty (唐风), which is a poem of the Tang Dynasty (唐风). 32 Bai Juyi The Song of Long Hatred The sky is long and the earth is long, but this hatred has no end.
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 Wen Ting-Xi Butterfly Lovers' Flower The tears of the butterfly lovers' flowers overlap each other, and the words of the brocade are written.
35 Cao Xueqin: Yingmei in vain One is the beauty of Langyuan, and the other is the flawlessness of jade. If you say there is no strange fate, you will meet him again in this life; if you say there is strange fate, how can your heart end up in vain? 36 Li Shangyin Untitled Spring silkworms are not finished until they are dead, and wax torches are not dry until they turn into ashes.
37 Fong Chou-yi, "Raccoon River Sand" (减字浣溪沙) The other life is not a love story, and there is no place on earth for the love of each other. 38 Ouyang Xiu Yu Lou Chun, I want to tell you the date of return in front of the 尊前, but I have not yet spoken the words of the spring first miserable swallow.
39 Anonymous Guan Ju "Poetry. Zhounan Guan Ju, in the river of the continent. The fair lady, the gentleman's good marquee.
40 Ouyang Xiu Jade Tower Spring Life is a love affair, and this hatred is not related to the wind and the moon. 41 Liu Yong Yu Lin Ling The years that have gone by should be a good time and a good scene.
Even if you have a thousand kinds of feelings, how can you tell them to others? 42 Li Zhiyi 卜算子 I wish your heart was like my heart, and I would never forget my love for you.
43 Yan Guidao Linjiang Xian, two of the two, the falling flower people independent, the slightest rain swallow flying. 44 Chen Tao 陇西行 Poor bones by the Wuding River, still a dreamer in the spring boudoir.
45 Xin Qiji Touching the Fish, a thousand jins of gold even if I buy Xiangru Fu, who will tell me about my feelings? 46 Wen Tingyun Three Songs of More Leakage Three of the Three Sycamore Trees, Three Nights of Rain, I can't tell you that my love for you is bitter.
A single leaf, a single sound, drops on the empty steps until the morning. 47 Su Wu, Hair Tied as Husband and Wife Hair Tied as Husband and Wife, Love is Unquestionable.
48 Nie Shengqiong The Partridge Sky I'm looking for a good dream, but it's hard to fulfill. The first time I saw you, I was so happy to see you, I was so happy to see you.
Tears in front of the pillow*** Rain in front of the curtain, dripping through the window until tomorrow. 49 LIU Yong 昼夜乐 Who can tell me about my loneliness?
I'm not sure if I'll be able to tell you how much I love you, but I'm sure I'll be able to tell you. 50 Li Bai Changxiangsi, one of the two songs, the sky is long and the road is far away, the soul flies bitterly, the dream soul is not difficult to pass the mountains, the long lovesickness, destroys the heart and the liver.
51 Ximurong Seal Don't refuse to say that beautiful vow because maybe it will change, don't dare to ask for a heartfelt encounter because maybe it will be separated. 52 Fan Chengda Che Yao Yao Chapter May I be like a star, like the moon, night and day, the light is bright.
53 Dai Shulun, the song of lovesickness Fish and geese are not seen at the end of the world, and it is hard to believe in the pain of parting on earth. 54 Liu Yong Yu Lin Ling, the hand look at each other tears eyes, even speechless choking.
55 Yuan Zhen 遣悲怀三首其二 诚知此恨人人有，贫贱夫夫妻百事哀。 56 Gu Xiong v. Heart for my heart, for your heart, and then know that the memory of each other is deep.
57 Fish Xuanji Jiangling sad hope have sent Remember you heart like the West River water, day and night east flow without rest. 58 Li Shangyin Untitled Six Songs Six of Spring Heart Mo **** flowers compete for hair, an inch of love an inch of gray.
59 Le Wan 卜算子 相思似海深，旧事如天远。 60 Bai Juyi Wandaosha The tide of mutual hatred is not as good as the letter of the tide, and the sea is not as deep as the thought of love.
61 Wen Tingyun Newly Added Sound Yang Liu Zhi Delicate dice and red beans, into the bones of the love know? 62 Shao Ruipeng Butterfly Lovers Can't bear to pay a thousand dollars for a smile? The first time I saw you, I was so happy to see you, but I didn't want to see you again. 63 Yan Shu Yu Lou Chun The end of the world is the end of the world, but only the love of love is endless.
64 Cao Xueqin Lifelong Misunderstanding It is said to be a good relationship, but I only miss the wooden and stone former alliance. I have never forgotten the lonely forests of the immortal women of the world.
65 Zhou Bangyan Jade Tower Spring People like the wind into the river after the clouds, love like the rain after the sticky ground flotsam. 66 Cao Xueqin Red Bean Lyrics The drops of tears of lovesickness throw red beans, and the spring willow and spring flowers are full of paintings.
67 Ouyang Xiu Butterfly Lovers' Flower: One of the Two Songs of Butterfly Lovers' Flower: Tearful Eyes Ask the Flower and the Flower Doesn't Say a Word, and the Red Flies Over the Autumn Swing. 68 Feng Xiaoqing Complaints The thin shadow of self-pity and the autumn water shine, the minister must pity me and I pity the minister.
69 Zhu Yizun High Balcony I'm afraid that I'm going to be in love with you. I'm looking forward to the long embankment, where the grass is all red.
The song of sorrow, the Yellow Springs, the two places are hard to find. 70 He cast Hengtang Road If you ask how many idle feelings are there? A river of tobacco, a city full of wind and flotsam, plum yellow rain.
71 Zhang You send people sent sentimental only spring garden moon, Judas.
3. Poems about sweet love
How to turn all the women in the world into you How to turn all the women in the world into you Then it's really good Then it's really bad If there's no you at all in this world Then shrink your shadow to zero point one centimeter and transplant it in my heart Then my sigh which has been late for three thousand and sixty-five days Suddenly transforms into a clear and exquisite bagpipe. Secretly tell me love should find another word instead of you Snow in June ...... It's just now June, and it's starting to snow in the sky.
A piece of dance so light, a hint of a fall so charming. It is said that the bride in June is the happiest, then the snow in June is also the most beautiful? I think it is.
The white snow, like the moon in the sky, illuminates my world. Let all the heartbreak pass with the wind, just want to swim, leaving behind, only your long hair and a single figure ...... I sighed in the snow like rain, how much I want to accompany you, so that you are no longer in pain, no longer lonely, how much I want to hold you, so that you no longer trembling, no longer crying, how much I want to love you, so that you will never lose again.
I don't know if my arms are warm enough? Can you melt your heart like the frozen past? Why do I still have to rehash old stories? Let your tears like snow in front of me sweet fall to the ground ...... I wait for you I wait for you. I look at the outdoor dusk as if looking at the future, my heart shocked blind my hearing.
Why don't you come? Hope is allowed to blossom on every second. I watch for your steps, your laughter, your face, your soft hair, everything about you; hope is allowed to blossom at every second - where are you? I want you, so much that my heart is raw, I want your flame-like smile, your flexible waist, the flying stars in the corners of your eyes on your hair; I'm trapped in an intoxicated atmosphere, like an island, between the waves of python green, involuntarily floating and sinking ...... Oh, I'm desperately wanting your coming, wanting that one magical yutu to blossom on the top of time! Why don't you come, patiently! You know, I know you know, that your absence is a fatal blow to me, killing the spring of my life, teaching the darkness of solid iron in the mine, oppressing my thoughts and breath; killing the poor shoots of hope, and delivering me, prisoner-like, to the envy and sorrow, the shame of birth and the misery of despair.
This may be madness. It may be a fool's errand.
I believe I am; but I cannot turn a rudder that is already set, and the winds of the world do not allow me to hesitate-- I cannot turn back, my destiny drives me! I know, too, that this is most likely the way to ruin, but for thee, for thee, I am willing to do anything; and this not only my passion, but my reason alone, says so. Infatuation! I want to tear off the fibers of a life in order to touch the heart of a woman! All that I want, all that I can win, is a tear from her, a cold, indifferent laugh from her; but I am willing, even if the news of my powdered body were to be sent to a stubborn stone, and she were to regard me as a rat in a crypt, or a worm, I would still be willing! The truth of the matter is that there are no conditions, and God can't call back an infatuated heart any more than a general can call back a soldier who has been killed.
In vain, everything is in vain, you do not come is undeniable real, although my heart burns with the fire, hunger and thirst for all your everything, your hair, your smile, your hands and feet; any obsession and prayers can not shorten a small inch of the distance between you and I.
This is the first time that I have ever seen the world! The dusk of the outdoors has already coalesced into the blackness of the night, the branches of the trees are covered with snow and ice, the birds have removed their chirping, and silence is the unanimous penetration of the universe. The clock on the needle constantly than the subtle gestures, like pointing, like sympathy, like the mockery, every time to the point of the beat, I heard is my own heart buried alive funeral bell.
The Joy of Snowflakes If I were a snowflake, fluttering in mid-air, I would recognize my direction -- fly, fly, fly, fly, -- on the ground, there is a direction for me, not to go to the cold, lonely valleys, not to go to the foothills of the desolate mountains, not to go to the deserted streets to despair -- not to go to the cold, lonely valleys, not to go to the foothills of the desolate mountains, not to go to the deserted streets to despair. I will not go to the cold valley, nor to the foothills, nor to the deserted streets to despair-- Soar, soar, soar, you see, I have my direction. I flutter in the air, recognizing the secluded dwelling place, and waiting for her to come and visit me in the garden-- Soar, soar, soar-- Ah, she has the fragrance of vermilion plums on her body! Then, with my lightness, I dabbled in her lapel, and drew near to her soft heart-- Dissolving, dissolving, dissolving-- Dissolving into her soft heart! I am a cloud in the sky, occasionally projected in the center of your waves - you do not need to be surprised, and even less need to rejoice - in a split second to eliminate the trace.
You and I met on the sea of night, you have your own, I have my own, direction; you remember it or not, it is better that you forget the light that was released on each other at the time of this meeting! Shayanara The most is the tenderness of a bowed head, just like the shyness of a water lotus flower that does not win the cool wind, say goodbye, say goodbye, there is a honey-sweet sorrow in that goodbye - Shayanara! Farewell Kangqiao Gently I go, just as I gently come; I gently beckon to bid farewell to the clouds of the western sky. The golden willow on the riverbank is the bride in the sunset; the colorful shadow in the wave light is rippling in my heart.
The yellow floating heart on the soft mud, oily underwater waving; in the soft waves of the Kanghe River, I am willing to be a water plant! The pool under the shade of the elm, not a clear spring, is the rainbow in the sky crushed between the floating algae, precipitated by a rainbow-like dream. Looking for a dream? Hold up a Penny, to the grass more green place roaming, full of a boat starlight, in the starlight splendor in the song.
But I can't sing, quietly is the parting of the psalm; summer insects are silent for me, silence is tonight's Kangqiao. I'm leaving quietly, just as I came quietly; I waved my sleeve, not taking away a cloud.
Luhang car in Haste Haste! The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the car, and I was in the middle of the car! A roll of smoke, a piece of mountain, a few cloud shadows, a water, a bridge, the sound of a scullery, a forest of pines, a clump of bamboos, the red leaves are in abundance: the colorful fields, the colorful autumn scenery, the dream-like distinction, blurring, fading, - hurry hurry hurry hurry! Is it the wheel or the time? It is the wheel or the time? It has aged the autumn face, it has aged the life! I have a love affair I have a love affair-- I love the stars in the sky; I love their crystallization: there is no such alien deity on earth. In the twilight of cold twilight winter, in the lonely gray mornings, on the sea, on the mountain tops after a storm-- there is always one, ten thousand stars! The knowing of the little grass-flowers by the mountain streams, the joy of the little children on the high buildings, the traveler's lamp and the south pin--ten thousand miles of twinkling sprites! I have a broken soul, like a pile of broken crystals, scattered in the wilderness of the dry grass - full of sip you an instant of attentiveness.
The icy excitement and tenderness of life.
4. The most romantic love poems are
China's most classic eight love poems [b] [/b] [b] First Poetry Classic - State Wind - Name of the wind Beat the drum[/b] Beat the drum and its boring, and enthusiastically use the army.
The city of Tujia is in the water, and I am traveling south alone. I am going southward alone. I am going from Sun Zizhong, and I am going to pacify Chen and Song.
I am worried about my return. I have no idea where I live or where I am. I have lost my horse. I have lost my horse. I have been in the forest for a long time, and I have been in the forest for a long time.
The world of the dead is a place of honor, and the world of the son. We will grow old together.
The first time I saw a man, I saw a woman, and I saw her.
This poem does not have a gorgeous language, there are no embellishments, but the vow that comes slowly and calmly is shocking to everyone; the roar may be the beginning of love, but peace is always the end of love. "Deacon's hand, with his son to grow old", seems simple, since ancient times really do a few people and how many time flies, youth aging, but there is a pair of hands that can be held by the side, which may be the greatest happiness in life.
[b]Second Poetry Classic - National Winds - Zhaonan - Guan Ju[/b] Guan Ju, in the continent of the river. A fair lady, a gentleman seeks.
Ragged Nymphoides, left and right flow; My fair lady, awake and seeking. If you can't find it, you'll have a sleepless night; if you can't find it, you'll have a sleepless night; if you can't find it, you'll have a sleepless night.
Ragged Nymphoides are the most important of all, and they are the most important of all.
The river is a very important part of the world, and it is a very important part of the world, and it is a very important part of the world.
Simple and direct, no pretense of concealment; the desire for a beautiful woman naturally reveals itself, the faint anxiety of not being able to get it, and the uncontrollable joy of imagining the future, so that every man or woman in a crush can find his or her own shadow in this poem. [b]Third Poetry Classic - State Wind - Qin Feng - reed[/b] reed reed, white dew for frost.
The so-called Iren, in the water side, retrace your steps from the road, the road is blocked and long. Traverse from the, just like in the center of the water.
The reed grows luxuriantly, the white dew is not dry. The so-called Irena, in the water.
The first thing you need to do is to go back and forth, and then go back and forth. The first time I saw him, he was in the water.
The reed reed picking, white dew has not been. The so-called Iren, in the water of the bank.
The road is blocked and right. The first thing you need to do is to go back and forth from the islet, which is in the water.
The reason why this poem is so popular is that it replaces the description of love with an illusory and absolutely beautiful scenery; all the passionate pursuit, anxious desire and arduous waiting are all dissolved in a misty haze; the light sadness and the melancholy after the autumn, let people can not help but get lost. By chance, I remembered the lyrics of the myth, "The fire on the stove is swaying in the wind, not extinguished nor rested", I don't know if there will be "not extinguished nor rested", but it is just like "the fire on the stove is swaying in the wind", fluctuating and hard to find. I don't know if there will be "neither extinction nor rest", but it is like "a fire on the stove swaying in the wind".
[b]The Fourth Fish Feeling[/b] Yuan Hao Wen[/b] asked the world, what is love, straight to teach the promise of life and death. The first thing you need to do is to find a way to get to the top of the list.
The joys of happiness and the bitterness of parting. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and then you'll be able to get your hands on some of the most popular ones.
Cross Fen Road, lonely year Xiao drum. The smoke is still flat Chu, the soul of the Chu some of the why contend and.
The ghosts of the mountains cry the wind and rain, and the sky is jealous. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
A thousand years.
The first time I saw this is when I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.
The most widely circulated poem should be "ask the world, what is love, straight to teach the promise of life and death.
The most widely circulated poem in the world is "What is love in this world?"
The most widely circulated poem in the world is "What is love in this world?"
The most widely circulated poem in the world is "What is love in this world?
There may be many people in the world who are suitable for themselves, but there is only one person who can accompany you throughout your life and keep you together; if there is no him, your world will be much lonelier. The world will be a much lonelier place without him. Every time I read this sentence, my heart is infinitely bleak.
[b]Fifth Jiangchengzi bmao first month 20th night memory dream Su Shi[/b] ten years of life and death two blank. The first time I saw it, it was a very good one, and the second time I saw it, it was a very good one.
A thousand miles of lonely graves, no place to talk about the bleak.
The first time I saw you was when I was a kid, and you were a kid, and you were a kid.
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 is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world who has been in the world for a long time.
We have no words for each other, but we have tears. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world.
People may be more familiar with the phrase "ten years of life and death".
People may be more familiar with the phrase "ten years of life and death", but in my eyes, "the night comes to a dream and suddenly returns to the hometown".
The small window, is combing makeup. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get through this, but I'm going to be able to get through this."
The daytime bitter longing can not, dreaming of meeting, but to see the lady in the window dress, as ten years ago; the old cozy back again, ten years of longing a time on the heart, joy and sadness, I do not know which will be a little more? [b]Sixth, I've been away from the thought of Yuan Zhi[/b] Once the sea is hard to water, except for the witch mountain is not the cloud. The first time I saw you, I didn't want to look back, but I was half in love with you.
About this poem, do not want to say anything more; "once the sea is difficult to water", throughout the ages can really do maybe zero, perhaps we have to admit that a person can fall in love with different people, but still let us recall the ideal of steadfastness and persistence. [b]Seventh Poetry Classic - Zhou Nan - Peach Early[/b] Peach's early, burning its splendor.
The son of a man returns to his home, and it is appropriate for him to have a family. The peach is a beautiful thing.
The son of the peach is a good candidate for a home. The peach is very young, and its leaves are very abundant.
The son of a peach is a good choice for his family. Many love poems are full of melancholy, and the joy of the peach is so joyful that people can't help but smile along with it; nowadays people may scoff at marriage, but love without marriage is like a kite fluttering in the wind, making each other lack of warmth and solidity.
Many girls like to look at wedding dresses, longing for the day when they too can become a happy bride, enjoying happiness and fulfillment in the scorching pink color of peach blossoms in full bloom, and this is the touching thing that Tao Yao brought to me. [b]Eighth Magpie Bridge Immortal Qin Guan[/b] Fibrous clouds are delicate, the flying star passes the hate, the Yinhan Long Long darkness.
The first time we met in the Golden Wind and Jade Dew, we were better than the rest of the world. The first thing you need to do is to look at the road back to the magpie bridge, and if the two loves are a long time, then how can it be in the morning and evening? The phrase "distance will not cut off love" has been rejected by more and more people, and when you look at someone who breaks up because of the distance, you will think of this song.
About eternity and instant possession, do not want to discuss here, just hope that friends read the words can evoke the heart of the most primitive for the love of the touch. In the end, I still hope that all the lovers in the world can have the end of the day.
The classic love poems I wish to know the gentleman Mountain without prongs, heaven and earth together, but dare to be separated from the gentleman! I wish to get a person of one heart, white head will not leave each other. 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, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.
Tang; Lu Zhaolin (Chang'an Ancient Intentions) The body has no colorful phoenix wings, the heart has a spiritual rhinoceros, a little bit of communication. Tang; Li Shangyin (Untitled) In the sky would like to be a bird with two wings, in the ground would like to be a branch.
The sky is long, the earth is long, and the hate is endless! Tang; Bai Juyi (Song of Eternal Hatred) It's hard to say goodbye when you see each other, and the east wind doesn't have the power to destroy all the flowers. The silk worm is not exhausted until it dies, and the wax torch turns into ashes and tears.
5. There are phrases or lyrics about "sweet love"
If you are a tear in my eye, then I will never leave it~~
I just want to tell you that everything in my dead past, all my hopes and efforts, are now turned into smoke and dust, and only one thing is still alive that can't be extinguished, and that is my love for you.
After falling in love with you, I realized the taste of longing, the sorrow of separation and the torment of jealousy, as well as the endless desire to possess.
The farthest distance in the world
is not the distance between life and death
but I am standing in front of you
You don't know that I love you
The furthest distance in the world
is not that I am standing in front of you
You don't know that I love you
but I am in love to the point of infatuation
but can't say that I love you.
The furthest distance in the world
It's not that I can't say I love you
It's that I miss you so much
but I can only bury it deep in my heart
The furthest distance in the world
It's not that I can't say I miss you
It's that I love you
but I can't be together
The furthest distance in the world
The most important thing is that I can't say I love you. The furthest distance in the world
isn't love for each other
but not being able to be together
it's knowing that true love is invincible
but pretending that it doesn't care
The furthest distance in the world
isn't the distance between trees
it's the distance between the branches of the same tree growing from the same root
but not being able to cling to it in the wind
The furthest distance in the world
isn't the distance between trees
it's not being able to say that I miss you. The farthest distance in the world
is not the distance between branches
but the distance between stars that look at each other
but have no paths to follow
The farthest distance in the world
is not the paths of the stars
but that even though the paths follow each other
they are not to be found in the blink of an eye
The farthest distance in the world
is not a moment's distance, but a moment of time.
It is not that they are nowhere to be found in an instant
but that they are destined not to meet before they meet
The furthest distance in the world
is the distance between a fish and a bird
One is in the heavens
and the other dives to the bottom of the sea
This is a prose poem by Rabindranath Tagore. I am sure many of you are familiar with some of the verses.
The furthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death but the fact that I am standing in front of you and you don't know that I love you
This is the line of the poem that I first knew. Many people know it and I'm sure there are many guys who have used this verse when chasing a girl. When reading the whole verse, one has to admire Tagore. Such a beautiful verse and such a profound thought.
The furthest distance in the world is not to love each other but not to be able to be together but to know that true love is invincible but pretend not to care
This is my favorite line. I know that true love is invincible, but I pretend not to care. Sometimes you know a lot of things but pretend you don't. Hiding what you should say in your heart, saying what you shouldn't say easily, and then hurting yourself and others. Love if only in each other's temptation and suspicion turnover, then better to let each other go. Love if only in each other's reluctance and cowardice volatile, then better to be alone. Love, if it is only on the other side of trust and forgiveness, it is better to be strangers. Love, if you no longer care about love itself, it is better to give up. Let go of yourself let go of each other, let go of each other in the time of torment.
Love in my opinion is respect and care. Respect each other, respect yourself. Don't just ask each other, ask yourself what you have done. When you say the other side is not, think about once you have the right and position to say these. When the other person says that he/she is not trying to attack the other person in anger, think about whether you have ever said the same thing to hurt him/her. Please respect each other, too much harshness and abuse will only make the two people drift apart, each other suffering pain. Learn to care for others, if others ignore you, please also care for others, do not also ignore each other, then the future of the two people will really no longer exist. Unless it is decided that the two people will live their own lives separately from each other, please take care of him or her.
Love, true love should be able to give both sides of the strength and courage. Love is a kind of compassion. Respect and care for each other's hearts to tolerate each other. Love, only love, is not torment.
6. What are the poems describing the sweetness of love
Don't come for half a year, an inch away from the bowels of ten million knots.
The first line of the poem is about a man who has been in love for a long time, and who has been in love for a long time, and who has been in love for a long time.
The first step in the process is to make sure that you have a good understanding of what is going on in your life.
This is the first time that I have seen a person who has been in a state of shock, and who has been in a situation of shock for a long time, and who has been in a state of shock for a long time.
In addition to the moon in the sky, no one knows. 3. Spring heart Mo*** flowers compete for hair, an inch of acacia, an inch of gray.
The heart is no longer sprouting with the spring flowers; lest I should be turned into ashes.4. This love can wait to be recalled, but at that time, it was already lost.
Ans: The love of sadness and happiness is not to be remembered today, but the year is careless and has long been confused. 5. From the time of parting, remembering to meet each other, a few times the soul dream with you.
Ans: Since the parting, always want to meet again, how many times, you and I reunited in the dream. 6.drop do not exhaust the blood tears of lovesickness throw red beans, open spring flowers full of spring paintings.
7. All that is said to be the golden jade good luck, I only miss the wood and stone former alliance. 8. Only the moon in the spring court of love, but also for the departed person to light the falling flowers.
Ans: Wake up and see only the moon in front of the court, which is still shining on the departed, shining on the fallen flowers. 9.
It's not a good idea to be a part of the world, but it's a good idea to be a part of the world.
The first thing you need to do is to get rid of all your old friends and family members.
10. The geese are in the clouds and the fish are in the water. The only thing is that the green water is still flowing to the east, and the fish are playing in the water, but they can't deliver the letters for themselves.
11. The peach blossom is easy to fade like a Lang Yi, the water flow is unlimited like my sorrow. The peach blossom is easy to decline, it is like the love of the groom; and the water is endless, just than their own infinite pain.
12. Returning the pearl to you, I hate it when I'm not married. Ans: Returning the pearl to you, falling tears, only hating that I did not meet you when I was not married.
13. Returning a bowl of tears, I hate not to meet you when you are not shaved. Ans: I shed many tears for you, and I only hate myself for not meeting you before I left the house.
14. Change my heart, for your heart, then know that the memory of each other deep. Ans: If you change my heart to yours, you will be able to know and remember each other as y as I do to you.
15. We are husband and wife, and we love each other. Ans: We have become husband and wife, and we love each other without any doubt.
7. Sweet love sentences
If life begins again, my love is still a stormy long-distance, still tireless running let us tightly pull the hand!
My dear, you are asleep, I have to put your love into your cell phone; when you wake up, I will put my love into your heart; when you see me, I will put the whole person into your arms!
If there is an afterlife, let's be a pair of tiny mice, stupidly love each other, dull life, awkwardly love each other, even if the snow is closing the mountain, you can still nestle in the haystacks, holding you tightly, gently biting your ear...
One obsession, two hearts, mixed with three confused, four points of pity, plus five tears, six two tenderness, with romance! Seven cups, with eight points of love fire, nine tested, boiled into ten perfect fruit.