What are some poems about love in terms of poems and poems about love?

Death and life are broad, and Zicheng said. Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son.

Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island. My Fair Lady, Gentleman.

The belt gradually widened and did not regret it, and it made people haggard for Yi.

I am ashamed of my amorous and dirty behavior, and I am afraid that I will fall into the city by mistake when I enter the mountain. The world is safe and perfect, and it lives up to its promise.

One generation and one pair in a lifetime, fighting for two souls.

People are not wood and stone, it is better not to meet the city.

Once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud.

If you don't fall asick in your life, you will be lovesick, and you will be lovesick.

Queqiao Immortal Qin Guan Xianyun is clever, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is dark. As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win and there are countless people in the world. Tenderness is like water, the best period is like a dream, and you can endure the return of the Magpie Bridge. If the two love for a long time, how can they be there, morning and twilight?

Linjiang Immortal Yan After a few dreams, the building is locked high, the wine wakes up, the curtain hangs low, when the spring hatred comes, the falling flowers are independent, the swift flies, I remember the first time Xiaoping saw the two heart words, Luo Yi, and the pipa strings said lovesickness At that time, the bright moon was in the Colorful Clouds and returned to Jinse, Li Shangyin, Jinse, unprovoked fifty strings, one string and one pillar like a butterfly in the little dream of Zhuangsheng in the Chinese New Year, Emperor Wangdi's spring heart, the cuckoo, the sea and the moon, the pearl have tears, the blue field is warm, the jade is smoking, this situation can be recalled, but it was already sad at that time.

Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son.

Liu Yong's "Fengqiwu" leans on the wind of the dangerous building, looking at the extreme spring sorrow, and the sky is gloomy. In the afterglow of the grass-colored smoke, there is no one who will rely on his will. I plan to get drunk with a crazy picture, and I sing about wine, and I have no taste for it. The belt gradually widened and did not regret it, and it made people haggard for Yi.

The days are long and sometimes endless, and this hatred lasts forever.

In heaven I wish to be a winged bird, and on earth I wish to be a branch.

The peach is dying, scorching its glory. Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son. Not seen for a day, such as three autumns. Life should come back, death should be Sauvignon Blanc. Sycamore treats each other old, and the mandarin ducks will die.

Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son.

May you collect more, this thing is the most lovely.

You ask me how much I love you, how much I love you.

One. Since ancient times, confessions have been more white and white, and it has never been difficult to write love letters.

Laughing about how many years young, often living a humane life.

Two. Since ancient times, confessions have been white, and there has never been a reason for marriage.

Laughing and sighing that the young man has been young for many years, how do you know that the conceit will eventually be self-defeating.

It is difficult to write a long love letter, and it is rejected into a quatrain.

Even though the past is disappointed, he is in the spring breeze.

Not afraid of experience to tie the knot, once the love has been forgotten for a long time.

If you want to attain morality, how can you know how worldly the world is.

Mo remembers the youth and regrets being young, and only lives with the living.

Three. Since ancient times, confessions have been white, and they have never been infatuated with infatuation.

Laughing and sighing that the young man has been young for many years, how do you know that the conceit will eventually be the same as the ante.

It is difficult to write a long love letter, and I vow to say that it will be a long time.

In the past, accidents became stories, and once lovers owed favors.

It is difficult to achieve reality, where is the mood and flirting.

Jiayan sighed a lot, how do you know how worldly the world is.

Don't complain that your friends are not friendly, but live a humane life with the living.

There are many versions, and the source is unknown.

The mountains have trees and branches, and the heart is pleasing to the king.

2.If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan.

3.Enter my lovesick door, know that I am lovesick.

4.If the two love for a long time, how can they be there, morning and twilight?

5.I only hope that your heart will be like my heart, and I will live up to my love.

In heaven I wish to be a winged bird, and on the earth I wish to be a branch.

1. Scattered into mud and dust, only fragrant.

2, Heng Mei coldly pointed at Qianfu, bowed his head and was willing to be a son of a cow. - Lu Xun.

3. Who has not died in life since ancient times, leaving Dan to take care of his sweat.

4. Dive into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently.

5. The spring silkworm is dead to the end, and the wax torch begins to dry with tears. —Li Shangyin, Untitled

6. Don't let people praise the color, only leave the air full of goodness.

7. The roots of the tree buried in the ground make the branches produce fruit, but they do not ask for anything in return. - Rabindranath Tagore.

8. Insist that Qingshan is not relaxed, and the roots are in the broken rock; Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind blows from east to west, north and south.

9. After picking a hundred flowers into honey, for whom it is hard and sweet.

10. Do your best, and then die.

11. As long as you can cultivate a flower, you might as well make it a rotten weed. - Lu Xun.

12, Heng Mei coldly pointed at Qianfu, bowed his head and was willing to be a son of a cow.

13, all the bones are broken at the expense of leaving only innocence in the world.

14, the stiff and lonely village does not mourn, and Shang Si is the national military wheel.

15. The motherland is sinking, and I have no home when I wander at the end of the world. - Qiu Jin.

16. Do your best, and then die. - Zhuge Liang.

17. Be humble and have a thousand years of achievements, and laugh at the frost and snow of the harsh winter. A life of tranquility and indifference, a life of high wind and bright festival.

18, died before leaving the school, which made the hero cry.

19, the zombie lying in the lonely village does not mourn, and Shang Si is the national military wheel. - Lu You's "November 4th Wind and Rain".

20, the belt gradually widened and did not regret it, and the people of Yixiao were haggard.

21, the spring silkworm to the end of the dead silk, the wax torch to ash tears began to dry.

22. Give people roses, and there is a lingering fragrance in your hands.

23, I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood. - Lu Xun.

24. Those who dedicate themselves to a great cause will never be forgotten. - Anonymous.

25. For the sake of sacrifice and ambition, dare to change the sun and the moon to a new day. ——***。

26. If you want to eliminate the evils for the Shengming, you are willing to decay and cherish the old age. ——Han Yu, "Moving Left to Languan to Show Nephew Sun Xiang".

27. Regardless of the flat land or the top of the mountain, the infinite scenery is occupied.

28. The soil in front of the door is exhausted, and there is no tile on the house.

29. I know that it is not snow, because there is a dark fragrance.

30. When can't you promise the country with your body? - Yue Fei.

31. Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers.

32. After picking a hundred flowers into honey, who is the hard work and who is sweet?

33, Wang Shi Beiding Central Plains Day Family Sacrifice did not forget to engage in Naiong.

34. After picking a hundred flowers into honey, for whom it is hard to work for whom it is sweet. - Luo Yin, "Bee".

1, "Far and Near" (Gu Cheng).

You, look at me for a while, look at the clouds for a while.

I feel that when you look at me, you are far away, and when you look at the clouds, you are close.

2, "Accidental" (Xu Zhimo).

I am a cloud in the sky, projected by chance in the heart of your waves.

You don't need to be surprised, let alone rejoice, to be wiped out in an instant.

You and I meet on the sea of night, you have yours, I have mine, direction;

It's better for you to remember, it's better for you to forget, the lights that shine on each other at this rendezvous!

3, "Mistake" (Zheng Chouyu).

I hit Jiangnan and walked through.

The face in the season is like the blossoming of a lotus flower.

The east wind does not come. The catkins in March do not fly.

Your heart is like a little lonely city.

Just like the bluestone street is late.

The trampling sound is silent. The spring of March is not revealed.

Your heart is a little window closed.

My Dada's hooves are beautiful mistakes.

I am not a returner, but a passerby.

4, "Alley" (Gu Cheng).

Alley. It's curved and long.

There is no manuscript Sakura.

There are no windows. I'll take an old key.

Knocking on a thick wall.

5, "Weight" (Han Han).

She put the bloody head on the balance of life, so that all the survivors were lost-scattered and noisy.

Weight. 6, "Arc" (Gu Cheng).

Birds in the wind.

Turn quickly. The boy went to pick it up.

One cent. Grapevines due to fantasy.

And the extended filaments.

The waves retreated.

And the towering back.

7, "Far Away" (Sanmao).

How far away is it?

Please, please tell me, to the ends of the earth, is it far?

Ask your heart, as long as it promises, there is no place, it will not be so far.

8, "Homesickness" (Yu Guangzhong).

Hours. Nostalgia is a small stamp.

I'm on this end. Mother is over there.

When I grow up. Nostalgia is a narrow ticket.

I'm on this end. The bride is on that end.

Later, heh. Homesickness is a low grave.

I'm out there. Mother is inside.

And now. Nostalgia is a shallow strait.

I'm on this end. The continent is on that end.

9, "Choice" (Xi Murong).

If I come to the world.

Just to be with you once.

Just for that moment in billions of light years.

In a flash, all the sweetness and sadness there.

Then let everything happen.

It's all in an instant.

I bow down and thank all the planets for their help.

Let me meet you.

Farewell to you. Completed a poem made by God.

And then slowly age.

10, "Hope" (Xi Murong).

Actually, I'm looking forward to it.

It's just a moment.

I never asked you to give it to me.

Your whole life. If only you could be on a hillside full of gardenias.

Meet you if you can.

Deeply loved once and then parted.

So long a lifetime.

No, it's just, it's just.

When looking back. That short moment.

1.There are no colorful phoenix wings, and there is a little bit of clarity in the heart.

2.In heaven I wish to be a winged defeat bird, and on earth I wish to be a branch.

3.Once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud.

4。If the two love for a long time, how can they be there, morning and twilight?

5.There is no way to eliminate this situation, so I put down my brows, but I lost my heart.

Yaochi's drunken dream has changed a few times, and the sun accompanies the innocence to cut off the laurel tree and the green light has shone for a hundred years.

In heaven I wish to be a winged bird, and on earth I wish to be a branch. Actually, this sentence is more cheesy, I prefer the upstairs.

There are no colorful phoenix wings, and there is a little bit of clarity in the heart. The sun rises in the east and rains in the west, and the time is ruthless but affectionate. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles.

I like Nalan Rongruo's words the most, and several articles of the "Book of Songs" are very feeling: Xiang Shao Feng beats the drum, Guan Ju, Pu Jia, and Tao Yao.

Liu Yong's, Li Shangyin's, and Li Yu's are a lot good...