Ask for a poem that misses your lover, an ancient poem that misses your lover

Listening, the lingering voice-over sound, playing down the solemn wind and frost for thousands of years, woke up the sea of longing. Time, clothed with a sorrowful thought, looks charming, quietly buried under the tree full of history, hidden in the loess. The years are fingers, and it is the lightness of the pen.

The golden black feet are all over the world, the phoenix is colorful, the spring is sprinkled with the willows in March, and the love word is difficult to open;

The wild goose sends its thoughts to the north, and the fish and bamboo travel to the east, and you look forward to what I want.

I tell you.

You say will not be forgotten.

You told me.

I treasure them all, too.

For us.

Memories are days that never fall.

Never yellows.

It's always a short time to get together.

The time to look forward to is always long.

The brook of the years.

How many shiny lines of poetry to pick up.

If you miss me.

Just look at the heavens.

Golden twinkling stars.

The phoenix will eventually rise into the sky.

The sun is only silent.

On that far margin.

I have sought you.

Eyes - Light Hopefully, thank you.

I can't sleep anymore when I think about it.

Nian] love does not forget to hold each other.

Gold] Jade is good for eternity.

Phoenix] Bird flying high when will it return.

Yang] Yang is beautiful and beautiful.

Sijun has a long road.

The golden wind is blowing in the waves.

Feng Gong Zhong Rongxian.

Yang Soul Music Dojo.

Nian Jun's affection is only as good as ever.

The Jin family loves bamboo.

Who will appreciate the good scenery of Fengcheng.

Yangguan Yinxin can never boil.

When I miss you, the incense of the golden furnace smokes;

The phoenix sings a high song;

Under the sun. of the plane tree.

Love is written all over every leaf.

The verses of the ancients who missed their loved ones are as follows:

1.Relying on the flying soul to recruit some people, I think of you. - Song Su Shi, "Butterfly Loves Flowers, Flowers Without Wind and Falls".

This poem describes the poet's deep longing. When I was thinking about you, I guess you must be thinking about me.

2.At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown, and I was dressing up in the small window. - Song Su Shi, "Jiangchengzi".

The poet writes about his deceased wife's deep longing, but the poet does not write from the front, nor does he express his chest directly, but close-ups the scene of his wife sitting in front of the small window in the dream, and reflects the bits and pieces of his deceased wife's life with the most ordinary and small details of life, so that his clear memory of these details of life naturally highlights his infinite thoughts about his deceased wife.

3.The moon sets and the stars are scarce, and the lone lamp is not extinguished, and the dream is difficult to come true. - Don Li Duan, "Girlfriends".

This writes about the bitterness of a woman who misses her lover and stays awake all night.

4.If you don't see it, you can't think about it. ——Southern Dynasty Xie Hao, "Farewell to the King and the Monks and Children".

Today, it's not because the other party is missing him so much, but the real sadness is that he can't see each other when he is lovesick.

5.The falling flowers are independent, and the micro swifts are flying. ——Song Dynasty Yan a few words "Linjiang Immortal".

A person stood alone in the courtyard, watching the spring swallows flying in the drizzle. This poem expresses the poet's longing for his former lover.

6.If you want to send color notes and rulers, you know where the mountains and rivers are. - Song Yanshu, "Butterfly Love Flowers, Threshold Chrysanthemum, Smoke and Orchid Weeping Dew".

I miss you so much that I want to send a love letter to express my lovesickness and affection; But the mountains and rivers are long, and the roads are long and long, so you don't know where you are.

1. The beast furnace Shen hookah, the remnants of the green swamp, and the lines are written into the acacia biography. - Zhang Kejiu.

2. The days are long and sometimes endless, and this hatred is endless. - Bai Juyi.

3. The day is long and the soul is far away, and the dream soul is not difficult to pass the mountain, Sauvignon Blanc, and destroys the heart and liver. - Li Bai.

4, it seems that this star is not last night, for whom the wind dews and stands for the middle of the night. - Huang Jingren.

5. There are no colorful phoenix wings, and the heart is a little clear. - Li Shangyin.

6. Zhong Qing is afraid of the same way of thinking. Looking forward to the causeway, the grass is full of red hearts. Sorrowful groaning, blue yellow springs, two places are difficult to find. - Zhu Yizun.

Untitled. Tang Li Shangyin.

It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, and the east wind is powerless.

The spring silkworm is dead to the end, and the wax torch turns to ash and tears begin to dry.

Xiaojing but the clouds and temples have changed, and the night chant should feel the cold moonlight.

There is no way to go to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent to visit.

If the two places are long, how can they be in the morning and twilight, ten years of life and death, do not think, unforgettable, thousands of miles of lonely graves have nowhere to talk desolate, even if they meet should not know, dusty, sideburns like frost, night dreams suddenly return to the hometown, Xiaoxuan window is dressing, looking at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears, it is expected that the bright moon night at the broken intestines every year is short, the gentleman asks the return date is not due, the night rain rises in Bashan autumn pool, why when the candles in the west window are cut together, but when the night rain in Bashan, the spring silkworm is to the end of the dead silk, and the wax torch becomes gray and tears begin to dry.