1. Ancient poems about missing your wife
Ancient poems about missing your wife 1. Poems about missing your wife
Who can complain about loneliness. Even as a preface, it’s always an easy task. -Liu Yong's "Day and Night Music"
When Yu Shen Yan walked to the end of the world, he began to believe that separation in the world is painful. -Dai Shulun's "Lovesickness"
If you had known the trend earlier and had faith, marry a trend-setter
A glass of wine in the spring breeze of peaches and plums, a light in the rainy night in the rivers and lakes for ten years ------ Huang Tingjian of the Song Dynasty lt ;amp;lt;Send Huang Jifu gt;gt;
Change my heart for yours, and we will know each other deeply and remember each other deeply. -Gu Xun's "Revelation of Heartfelt Love"
The green birds on the river are more than white, and the blue flowers on the mountains are about to burn. This spring has passed, and when will it be the return year? ------Du Fu's "Quatrains"
Tonight, when the moon shines brightly, everyone looks around, wondering who is missing in autumn thoughts. ------Tang Wang Jianlt;amp;lt;Looking at the full moon on the night of the 15th, he sent it to Dr. Dugt;gt;
He was even more timid when he was close to his hometown and did not dare to ask anyone. ------Tang and Song Zhiwen Hua Wei? ------Tang. Wang Weilt;amp;lt;Three Miscellaneous Poemsgt;gt;
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2. Ancient poems about missing your lover
1. Die Lian Hua·Farewell to Li Gongze in Late Spring
The author Su Shi Dynasty Song Dynasty
There is no wind in the wind and the flowers are here. In the lonely garden, old willows and cherries pass by. The setting sun is sentimental and I still sit there. The mountains are green and the clouds are breaking.
At the end of the road, the river turns back thousands of times. Xianyan fishing village, the moon is dark and the lights are alone. Rely on the flying soul to attract Chu. I miss you, you miss me.
Translation
The rustling sound of falling flowers was not blown by the wind, but fell to the ground leisurely by itself. In the lonely garden, the flowers and trees are flourishing and withered. The seemingly affectionate setting sun shines on the guests, and the towering green mountains seem to pierce the horizontal clouds.
The sender has reached the "end of the road" on the shore; the traveler in the boat finds that the rudder has turned. Tonight, I stayed awake all night in a deserted fishing village, facing a solitary lamp, accompanied only by the dark moon. I summoned my departed friends just like Qu Yuan was summoned in "The Songs of Chu: Calling the Soul". When I miss you, you are also missing me.
2. Butterfly Loves Flowers
Author Yan Shu, Dynasty Song Dynasty
The chrysanthemums on the threshold are sad and the orchid weeps with dew. The curtain is slightly cold, and the swallows fly away. The bright moon does not know the pain of separation and hatred. The slanting light penetrates Zhuhu at dawn.
Last night the west wind withered the green trees. Climb a tall building alone and look out to the end of the world. I would like to send colored paper and ruler. The mountains are long and the rivers are vast.
Translation
In the early morning, the chrysanthemums outside the railing are shrouded in a layer of sad smoke, and the dew on the orchids seems to be weeping dew. There were wisps of light coldness between the curtains, and a pair of swallows flew away. The bright moon does not understand the pain of parting, and the slanting silver glow still penetrates Zhuhu until dawn. The west wind was fierce last night and withered the green trees.
I climbed up the tall building alone and looked at the road that disappeared into the horizon. I want to send a letter to my sweetheart. But there are endless mountains and endless clear water, and I don’t know where my sweetheart is.
3. Su Muzhe
Author Fan Zhongyan, Dynasty and Song Dynasty
The sky is blue, the ground is yellow leaves, the autumn colors are rolling, and the waves are covered with cold smoke and green. The mountains reflect the setting sun, the sky meets the water, and the fragrant grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun.
The soul of the dark country, the thoughts of the journey. Unless every night, good dreams leave people to sleep. I rested and leaned alone high in the Mingyue Tower. The wine filled my heart with sadness, turning into tears of lovesickness.
Translation
The blue sky with floating blue clouds, the earth with flying yellow leaves. The autumn scenery is reflected in the blue waves on the river, and the water waves are covered with cold smoke and green. The distant mountains are bathed in the sunset sky and connected to the river. The grass on the shore seems to be ruthless, and it is outside the setting sun. Silently missing my hometown makes me sad, and the lingering thoughts of traveling abroad are hard to get rid of.
Unless you have a good dream every night, you can get a moment of comfort.
When the bright moon shines on the high-rise building, don't rely on yourself. Pick up a glass of wine to wash away your sadness, but it will all turn into tears of lovesickness.
4. Shengchazi·Yuan Xiu
Author Ouyang Xiu Dynasty Song Dynasty
On the night of Yuan Dynasty last year, the lights in the flower market were as bright as day. On the top of the willow tree in the moonlight, people meet at dusk.
On Yuan Ye this year, the moon and lights are still the same. I don't see the person from last year, and my spring shirt sleeves are wet with tears.
Translation
During the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month last year, the lights in the flower market were as bright as daytime. The moon rises above the willow trees, and he invites me to chat with him after dusk. During this year’s Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the moonlight and lights are the same as last year. I can no longer see my lover from last year, and my clothes are soaked with tears.
5. Night Rain Sends to the North
Author Li Shangyin, Dynasty and Tang Dynasty
Jun asked about the return date but had not yet arrived, and the night rain in Bashan filled the autumn pond.
How can I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan?
Translation
You asked about the return date, but it is difficult to say accurately. It rained heavily all night in Bashan, filling the autumn pond. When will I return, I will cut the candles from the west window and tell my face to my face how bad the rain is at night in Bashan.
3. Poems expressing missing your lover
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As follows:
Parting is the bitter water, loneliness is a spoonful of coffee, I brew the lovesickness thickly, and taste the fragrance you left behind. Remembering you, my heart is like the water of the West River. , flowing eastward day and night without rest. "Jianling has worries and hope" ----Yu Xuanji----
In the heart of spring, don't let the flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray----Li Shangyin
Passionate Only the moon in the spring garden shines on fallen flowers for people who are leaving. - "Send the Man" ---- Zhang Bi----
Huanjun Mingzhu sheds tears, wishing to meet before she was married ---- Zhang Ji
Tears A capable person will eventually have a trace, but it is difficult to express what he has to say without words----Chen Duansheng
If the love between two people lasts for a long time, how can they stay together day and night? ——Qin Guan
Do you know that the exquisite dice and the red beans make people miss each other deeply? - "Willow Branches" ---- Wen Tingyun----
Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers----Gong Zizhen
I am afraid of lovesickness, but I have already missed it. Look, it's the turn of lovesickness and I have no words to express it, and there is a hint of love between my eyebrows. ----Yu Yan----
Only if you don't love lovesickness in your life, you will love lovesickness, which will harm lovesickness. "Order of Gui Gui" ----Xu Zaisi----
After a desolate farewell, the two corresponded to each other, and the most overwhelming one was the clear moonlight. Diary about love "Poppy" ----Nalan Xingde----
People are like clouds flowing into the river after the wind, and love is like the sticky wadding on the ground after the rain. - "Spring in the Jade House" ---- Zhou Bangyan----
There is love and infatuation in life, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon----Ouyang Xiu
I miss you so much Door, you know that I miss lovesickness painfully. If I miss lovesickness long, I will remember each other forever, but if I miss lovesickness short, I will miss you endlessly. ----Li Bai----
Ten years of life and death are blurred. If you don't think about it, you will never forget it. ——Su Shi
The agreement between life and death is broad, as explained by Zicheng. Hold your son's hand and grow old together. ——"The Book of Songs"
Don't be obsessed with love in this life. There is no place in the world for lovesickness. "Reducing Words in Huanxisha" ---- Kuang Zhouyi.
As time goes by, love never ends. The heart is like a double mesh with thousands of knots in it. ——Zhang Xian
When the ends of the earth are endless, there is only endless love. "Spring in the Jade House" ----Yan Shu----
There is no colorful phoenix flying with two wings, but the heart has a clear understanding. ——Li Shangyin
I am gone in the past, and the willows are still there. Today I come to think about you. It is raining and snowing. I look at the sky at dawn and look at the clouds at dusk. I miss you when I walk and I miss you when I sit. ----Tang Yin----
When will we know each other when we miss each other? It's embarrassing to be at this point in the night. ----Li Bai----
A one-night stand is as long as the distance between the earth and the earth. - Poems about missing your lover "Swallow Tower" ---- Poems about lovesickness by Zhang Zhongsu----
If you don't miss your lover, you can avoid the pain of lovesickness.
After thinking about it carefully several times, I would rather miss the pain! ----Zhao Biyu----
How can a flowering tree make you meet me? In my most beautiful moment, for this, I have been begging the Buddha for five hundred years, begging him to let you. We have a mortal relationship. ——Xi Murong
The clothes are getting wider and wider, but I don’t regret it at all. I feel haggard because of Yi. ——Liu Yong
If you see a beautiful woman, you will never forget her. If you don’t see her for a day, you will miss her like crazy. The longing poem "Phoenix Qiu Huang·Qin Song"
Once upon a time, the sea was difficult for water, except for Wushan, it was not clouds - Yuan Zhen
This time I left you, it was wind, rain, and night ; You smiled, I waved my hand, and a lonely road spread to both ends. "Farewell". ----Zheng Chouyu----
It's useless to be longing for lovesickness, but to be melancholy is pure madness. QQ talks about mood phrases "Untitled Six Part Three" ----Li Shangyin----
The saddest longing poem: flowers are falling and water is flowing, a kind of lovesickness, two places of leisurely sorrow, There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I frown but it is in my heart. "The Full Moon in the West Tower" ----Li Qingzhao----
The most painful and missed poem: Ruthlessness is not as painful as sentimentality, an inch is like thousands of strands. - "Spring in the Jade House" ---- Yan Shu---- .
4. Poems about missing my wife
1. Poppy, meet again in the depths of Qulan
Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
Seeing each other again in the depths of Qulan, weeping and trembling. After a desolate farewell, the two echoed each other, the most unbearable resentment in the bright moonlight.
I have slept alone for half my life, and the mountain pillow is stained with sandalwood. What is the most fascinating thing in my memory? The first thing is to break branches and paint a skirt.
Translation:
Back then, deep in the winding corridor, I met you again. I hold you tenderly in my arms with pity. The two of them hugged each other deeply, whispering to each other about their lovesickness after a long separation. In my arms, your body trembles slightly, gently wiping away the dripping crystal tears, which makes people feel infinite pity. Now, the beauty in memory has become the desolation after parting.
After the separation, I only felt lonely for half my life, and there were already tears on my pillow. The most desolate and cold, in the quiet moonlight time; the most afraid to remember, when I splashed ink with you to draw a skirt.
2. Jiangling worries and hopes for peace/ Jiangling worries for hope
Tang Dynasty: Fish Mystery
Thousands of maple leaves cover thousands of branches, and the river bridge covers the dusk sails Late.
Recalling your heart is like the water of the West River, flowing eastward day and night without rest.
Translation:
On a desolate late autumn day, maple leaves floated on the river. At this time, a gust of west wind blew, and the trees all over the mountain made a rustling sound. When I heard this scene, I, little girl, felt sad. Looking far into the distance, you can see the river bridge hidden in the maple forest. It's already dusk, why haven't I seen my lover return by boat? Not seeing my lover return, I am anxious as a little girl. My longing for my lover is as endless as the water of the Xijiang River. As long as the flowing water is, my longing for him will be as long as it lasts.
3. Jade House Spring·Spring Hate
Song Dynasty: Yan Shu
Changting Road with green poplars and fragrant grass is easy to walk by when you are young. The lingering dreams at the top of the building are at five o'clock, and the March rain is leaving melancholy at the bottom of the flowers.
Ruthlessness is not as painful as sentimentality, an inch is like thousands of strands. When the ends of the earth are endless, there is only endless love.
Translation:
On the ancient pavilion road with green poplars, weeping willows and luxuriant grass, he seemed like a couple who easily left me behind and walked away. The bell above the building awakened the lingering dreams of the fifth night, and the sorrow in my heart was like the March spring rain falling on the bottom of the flowers.
How can a heartless person understand the troubles of a passionate person? An inch of lovesickness and sorrow turns into thousands of strands. No matter how far away the world is, there will be an end to it, but the sorrow of cherishing someone is infinitely long and has no end.
4. Send someone else
Tang Dynasty: Zhang Bi
Farewell to Meng Yiyi’s arrival at Xie’s house, the small corridor is rounded and sloping towards the end.
There is only the moon in the spring court that is sentimental, just like falling flowers for people who have left.
Translation:
Don’t vaguely come to Xie’s house in your dream, wandering under the railing of the small corridor.
Only the spring moon in the sky is the most sentimental, and it shines on the fallen flowers in the courtyard for those who are leaving.
5. Untitled·It’s hard to say goodbye when we meet
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
It’s hard to say goodbye when we meet. The east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.
The spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes.
When I look into the mirror at dawn, I am worried about the clouds on my temples. When I sing at night, I should feel the cold moonlight.
There is not much way to get to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent in visiting. (One of Pengshan's works: Penglai)
Translation:
The opportunity to meet is really rare, and it is even more difficult to part ways. Moreover, the weather of late spring is about to turn away from the east wind, and the flowers are withered. Thanks, it’s even more sad.
Spring silkworms spin cocoons until they die and spin out all the silk. Candles burn out and turn to ashes before the tear-like wax drips dry.
When a woman looks in the mirror in the morning when she is dressed up, she is only worried that her lush, cloud-like hair will change color and her youthful appearance will disappear. If a man moans and cannot sleep at night, he must feel the cold moon encroaching upon him.
The other party's residence is not far away from Penglai Mountain, but there is no way to get there and it is out of reach. I hope there will be a messenger like a blue bird who will diligently visit my lover for me.
5. What are the ancient poems that describe a husband missing his wife?
1. Original text: Asking the world, what is love, does it mean life and death? Traveling from all over the world, Lao Wing has experienced the cold and heat several times. Pleasure is fun, parting is bitter, and there are even more idiotic children. Jun should say: Thousands of miles of clouds and dusk snow on thousands of mountains. To whom is the shadow going? On Hengfen Road, the flutes and drums were played in loneliness, and the desolate smoke was still plain and clear.
How come the ghosts of the mountains cry secretly in the wind and rain? The sky is jealous, and if you don't believe it, all the birds and swallows will be like loess. For thousands of years, in order to entertain the scholar, he sang and drank wildly and visited Yanqiu.
From: Jin Yuanhaowen's "Moyu'er·Yanqiu Ci/Maipitang"
Interpretation: Oh my God! I would like to ask everyone in this world, what is love that makes these two flying geese treat each other in life and death? Flying south and returning to the north, we have flown together with each other. No matter how cold the winter or the summer, they still love each other and depend on each other. Although we are happy together, it is really painful to say goodbye. At this moment, I realized that these infatuated geese are actually more infatuated than the infatuated children in the world!
The lovers who depended on each other and were inseparable have passed away. The sincere Yan'er should know in his heart that he has traveled thousands of miles and is alone. After losing the love of your life and being alone, what's the point of living on?
This Fenshui area was originally a place where Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty visited for pleasure. Whenever Emperor Wu went on tour, there would always be noisy flutes and drums, and singing and singing everywhere. It was so lively. But now it is a place of cold smoke and decaying grass. Depression and neglect. Emperor Wu is dead, and summoning his soul is of no avail. The female mountain goddess cried in vain because of this, but the deceased will never return!
Even God is jealous of the deep love between two geese. The wild geese that die for love will never be like the orioles and swallows, and turn into a handful of dust after death. He will leave a name that will last forever in the world. Singing and drinking wildly, they visited the hometown of Yanqiu Tomb to pay homage to the souls of the couple.
2. Original text: Changting Road with green poplars and fragrant grass is easy to get to when you are young. The lingering dreams at the top of the building are at five o'clock, and the March rain is leaving melancholy at the bottom of the flowers. Ruthlessness is not as painful as sentimentality, an inch is like thousands of strands. When the ends of the earth are endless, there is only endless love.
From: Song Dynasty Yan Shu's "Jade House Spring·Spring Hate"
Interpretation: On the ancient pavilion road with green poplars and weeping willows and luxuriant grass, he seemed to leave me easily as a lover Just set off and go away. The bell above the building awakened the lingering dreams of the fifth night, and the sorrow in my heart was like the March spring rain falling on the bottom of the flowers. How can a loveless person understand the troubles of a passionate person? An inch of lovesickness and sorrow has turned into thousands of strands.
No matter how far away the world is, there will be an end to it, but the sadness of cherishing someone is infinitely long and has no end.
3. Original text: Yiwei Pavilion. Hate is like a fragrant grass, which will survive even after being harvested. After thinking about the farewell to the green man outside the willow tree, I felt sad and secretly surprised when I parted with the red mantle by the water. Wu Duan Tian and Ping Ting. There is a dream behind the curtain of the moon at night, and the tenderness of the spring breeze is ten miles away. Perseveringly, the joy gradually followed the flowing water, the sound of the plain strings broke, the fragrance of the green silk diminished, and the flowers flew into the night, and the remaining rain covered the sky. Positive sales and condensation. The oriole crows a few more times.
From: Song Dynasty·Qin Guan's "Eight-Six Sons·Leaning on the Wei Pavilion"
Interpretation: I am leaning on the Wei Pavilion alone, and my resentment is like spring grass, which has just been cleared away. Unconsciously it has grown again. When I think of the scene of saying goodbye on horseback outside the willow tree, and when I think of the scene of saying goodbye to the red-sleeved beauty by the water, I feel very sad. Beauty, why did God give you such beauty? Make me deeply involved and unable to extricate myself?
In the night and moon, we fell into a deep dream together, and the gentle spring breeze blew between you and me. It is really helpless, the joy of the past has gone away with the flowing water, the fragrance on the green gauze has gradually faded, and your sweet music can no longer be heard.
It is now the time of late spring, with patches of residual red flying in the night, drizzle falling and clearing again, and a misty mist. My thoughts were getting thicker when suddenly I heard the cry of oriole again, one after another.
4. Original text: The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws roost again. When will we know each other when we miss each other? It’s embarrassing to be here this night!
From: "Three Five Seven Words/Autumn Wind Ci" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
Definition: The autumn wind is desolate and the autumn moon is bright. The fallen leaves in the wind sometimes gathered and sometimes scattered, and the jackdaws that were already roosting were startled by the sound. I hope that you and I can meet again, but I don’t know when. At this moment, I am so lonely and sad that I can’t bear to endure it.
5. Original text: Fifty strings of Jinse are played for no reason, each string and one column reflects the past. Zhuang Sheng was obsessed with butterflies in his dawn dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos. The moon in the sea sheds tears, and the warm sun in Lantian produces smoke. This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss.
From: "Jinse" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
Interpretation: Jinse, why do you have fifty strings? Every string and every section makes people nostalgic for the golden years. My heart is like Zhuangzi, confused by the butterfly's dawn dream; and like the hope that the emperor turns into a cuckoo, expressing the sadness of spring heart. The bright moon shines high in the sea, and the sharks cry and their tears turn into beads. The red sun is warm in Lantian, and smoke can be seen in Liangyu. The joys and sorrows of separation and reunion cannot be recalled today, but back then they were careless and already at a loss.
6. Recommend a few poems about "missing your wife"
Ten years of life and death are so vast that you will never forget them without thinking about them.
——Su Shi, Northern Song Dynasty, "Jiangchengzi·Dream on the night of the 20th day of the first lunar month of Yimao". Only if you don't know lovesickness in your life, you will love lovesickness, which will harm lovesickness. ——Yuan Dynasty Xu Zaisi's "She Gui Ling·Spring Love" came into my lovesickness door and knew that I was lovesick.
——Tang Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words/Autumn Wind Ci" If the love between two people lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night? ——Qin Guan, Northern Song Dynasty, "Magpie Bridge Immortal·Xianyun Nongqiao" When the ends of the earth are limited, there is only endless love.
Song Dynasty Yan Shu's "Spring in the Jade House·Spring Hate" The fallen flower man is independent, and Wei Yuyan flies together. ——Song Dynasty Yan Jidao's "Linjiang Immortal: High Locks on the Tower after Dream" The dream comes at night and suddenly returns home.
Small Xuan window. Dressing up.
We looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. ——Su Shi of the Northern Song Dynasty, "Jiangchengzi·Dreams on the night of the 20th day of the first lunar month of Yimao" Change my heart and your heart, and we will know each other deeply and remember each other deeply.
——Gu Kui of the Tang Dynasty, "Revelation of Heartfelt Love: Where Will You Go in the Everlasting Night" Life is about coming back, and death is about longing for lovesickness. ——Anonymous "Leaving a Farewell Wife" The heart is like a double mesh with thousands of knots in it.
——Zhang Xian, Song Dynasty, "Qianqiu Sui·Several Sounds of Wei".
7. Poems about missing my wife and children
Poems about missing me (1) Guan Shanyue, Tang Dynasty Li Bai The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds.
The wind blows tens of thousands of miles across Yumen Pass. The Han descended on the white road, and the Hu peered into the Qinghai Bay.
Origin of the battlefield, no one returned. The garrisonmen looked at the side with a sad look on their faces as they thought about returning home.
The tall building is like this night, and I have no time to sigh. Drinking alone under the moon Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date.
Raise your glass to the bright moon, and look at each other as three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, and its shadow follows me.
For the time being, the moon will be shadowed, and we must have fun until spring. My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered.
They make love together when they are awake, but they separate when they are drunk. We will travel together forever, and we will meet each other in Miao Yunhan.
Night Thoughts by Tang Li Bai There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown.
Moonlight Night by Liu Fangping of the Tang Dynasty The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the Beidou is tilted to the south. Tonight, I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen.
Chang'e by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty The shadows of candles on the mica screen are deep, and the dawn stars are gradually sinking over the long river. Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and her heart will be filled with blue sea and blue sky every night.
Poems of longing (2) Recalling my brother-in-law Tang Dufu on a moonlit night. Drums cut off the line of people, and there is a sound of wild geese on the edge of autumn. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death. The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops were not suspended.
Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan by Zhang Jiuling of the Tang Dynasty The bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. Lovers complain about the distant night, but they start to miss each other at night! When the candle is extinguished, the compassion light is full, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew.
I can't bear to give away gifts, but I still have a good night's sleep. Frost Moon Tang Li Shangyin I first heard that there are no cicadas among the wild geese, and the water reaches the sky a hundred feet high.
The young girl Su'e is cold-resistant, and she fights with Chanjuan in the frost in the middle of the moon. She is pregnant with Tang Meng Haoran under the autumn moon. The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky, moistened by the lustrous dew. The startled magpies have not yet settled down, and the flying fireflies roll in behind the curtain.
The cold shadows of the locust tree in the courtyard are sparse, and the neighboring pestle sounds urgently at night. How long the good times are! Standing in the sky, looking at the waves on the sand·Tang Bai Juyi asked about the river tide and the sea water. How can the river tide and the sea water resemble the love of a king and the heart of a concubine?
Hatefulness is not as good as tide and trust. When you miss each other, you will realize that the sea is not deep. Poems of Missing (3) Lovesickness Song by Dai Shulun of Tang Dynasty The bright moon is closed behind the tall buildings, and the heartbroken immortal man bids farewell every other year.
The purple flute and the flute are silent, and I sit alone facing the Yao window and feel extremely sad. Fish Shen Yan Yao Tianya Road, began to believe that separation in the world is painful.
I hate the emerald quilt on my gums, and hate the golden hairpin and phoenix stock. The well is deep, the windlass is short, and the clothes and belt are longing for each other.
Cut the water with the knife and connect it again, and cut the love with the blade. Falling red chases the east flowing water, and a little heart will die for you.
My body is willing to be like a Wushan cloud, flying into the fairy man’s dream soul. Telling one's true feelings: Where can one go when one is left behind in the eternal night? Tang Guhong Where can one go if one is left behind in a eternal night? Absolute sound.
The fragrant pavilion is hidden, the eyebrows are furrowed, and the moon is about to sink. Fighting for tolerance without looking for each other? Resent the lonely quilt.
Change my heart for yours, and we will know and remember each other deeply. Reduced words from Huanxi Sha in the late Qing Dynasty by Kuang Zhou Yi. The clothes are covered with red tears of regret. It is impossible to live in love and infatuation. There is no place in the world to miss lovesickness.
If the flowers bloom again, they are not the old trees. If the clouds can stay temporarily, they will be mourned. They will not be a source of entertainment, but will become sad. Wangfu Mountain·Watching my husband all day long and not coming home Tang Liu Yuxi jeepy.cn Looking at my husband all day long and not returning, turning into a solitary stone and suffering from lovesickness.
It has been thousands of years since I looked at it, but it still looks like the first time I looked at it. Jiang Tower feels like the old Tang Dynasty Zhao Gu. I went up to Jiang Tower alone and thought about it, the moonlight was like water and the water was like sky.
Where are the people who come to look at the moon together? The scenery looks vaguely like last year. Poems of Missing (4) Swallow Tower · The broken lamp upstairs accompanies the dawn frost by Zhang Zhongsu of the Tang Dynasty The broken lamp upstairs accompanies the dawn frost, and the person who sleeps alone rises from the acacia bed.
A one-night stand can last forever. Autumn Night Song·How long is the night when Tintin leaks water? Tang Zhang Zhongsu How long is the night when Tintin leaks water? The long light clouds reveal the moonlight.
Autumn forces the dark bugs to sound all night long, and the clothes collected have not yet been sent to Mo Feishuang. Thoughts of a Spring Boudoir·The Willows on the Edge of the City by Tang Zhang Zhongsu The weeping willows on the edge of the city and the soft mulberries on the green roadside.
I forgot to pick mulberry trees while carrying the basket, and I was thinking about my dream of Yuyang last night. Partridge Sky · Drunkly patting spring clothes to cherish the old fragrance. Yan Jidao of the Northern Song Dynasty. Drunkly patting spring clothes to cherish the old fragrance. The sky will leave, hate and be mad.
Autumn grass grows on the streets every year, and the sun sets in the building every day. The clouds are misty and the water is vast.
The journey back home is long. Love can't be expressed without words, so don't waste your tears on the flower paper.
Partridge Sky·Colorful sleeves holding the jade bell diligently Yan Jidao of the Northern Song Dynasty Colorful sleeves holding the jade bell diligently, but in those days he was drunk and beautiful. Dancing low to the moon in the heart of the willow tower, singing to the wind under the peach blossom fan.
After seeing each other again, we meet again and share our dreams with you. I only have a few silver photos left tonight, as if I was afraid that the meeting would be a dream.
Extended reading: Ancient poems about longing by Du Fu gt; --------Missing relatives The drums interrupt the line of people, and there is a sound of wild geese in the autumn. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death. The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops were not suspended.
Li Bai: "Hearing the Flute in Luo City on a Spring Night" ----------Missing my hometown. The sound of someone's jade flute flies silently, spreading into the spring breeze all over Luo City. In this nocturne, I hear the willow trees breaking, and who can forget the love of my hometown?
Li Bai's "Midnight Wu Song" ----------Missing My Lover "Autumn Song" A moonlit sky in Chang'an, the sound of thousands of households pounding their clothes. The autumn wind can't blow away, but there is always love.
When will the Hu barbarians be defeated and the good men stop going on an expedition? "Winter Song" In the Ming Dynasty, the post envoys sent out their robes with wadding all night long. My bare hands are cold enough to draw needles, but they are worth scissors.
How many days will it take for the tailor to arrive in Lintao? .
8. Ancient poems about missing relatives (wife)
There is no colorful phoenix flying wings in the body, but there is a clear understanding in the heart.
——Li Shangyin's "Untitled"
Ten years of life and death are so vast that they cannot be forgotten without thinking.
——Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi"
The clothes are getting wider and wider, but I don't regret it at all.
——Liu Yong's "Butterfly Loves Flowers"
The relationship between life and death is broad, and it is said with Zicheng. Hold your son's hand and grow old together.
—— "The Book of Songs"
If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night?
—— Qin Guan
Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud
—— Yuan Zhen
How about a flowering tree Let you meet me at my most beautiful moment. For this, I have been praying before the Buddha for five hundred years, begging him to let us form a mortal relationship.
——Xi Murong "A Blossoming Tree"
The sky never grows old, but love never ends. The heart is like a double mesh with thousands of knots in it.
——Zhang Xian's "Qianqiu Sui"
In the sky, I would like to be a winged bird, and on the ground, I would like to be a branch of trees
——Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow"
9. Recommend a few poems about "missing your wife"
1. Ten years of life and death are so vast that you will never forget them without thinking about them. ——Su Shi of the Northern Song Dynasty, "Jiangchengzi·Dreams on the Night of the Twentieth Day of the First Month of Yimao"
2. Only if you don't know lovesickness in your life will you love lovesickness, which will harm lovesickness. ——Xu Zaisi, Yuan Dynasty, "Zhe Gui Ling·Spring Love"
3. Enter my lovesickness door and know that I am lovesick in pain. ——Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty, "Three Five Seven Words/Autumn Wind Ci"
4. If love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night? ——Qin Guan, Northern Song Dynasty, "Magpie Bridge Fairy·Xianyun Nongqiao"
5. When the ends of the earth are limited, there is only endless love. Song Dynasty Yan Shu's "Spring in the Jade House·Spring Hate"
6. The fallen flower man is independent, and the weak and swift swallows fly together. ——Song Dynasty Yan Jidao's "Linjiang Immortal: High Locks on the Tower after Dream"
7. The dream comes at night and suddenly returns home. Small Xuan window. Dressing up. They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. ——Su Shi, Northern Song Dynasty, "Jiangchengzi·Dream on the night of the 20th day of the first lunar month of Yimao"
8. Change my heart for yours, and then we will know each other and remember each other deeply. ——Gu Kui of the Tang Dynasty, "Revelation of Heartfelt Love: Where Will You Go in the Everlasting Night"
9. Life is about coming back, and death is about longing for lovesickness. ——Anonymous "Leaving a Farewell Wife"
10. The heart is like a double mesh with thousands of knots in it. ——Zhang Xian, Song Dynasty, "A Thousand Years Old·Several Sounds of Wei"