Tell me about the best love poem you ve ever heard.

Living in the Potala Palace, I am the biggest king in the snowy region.

Wandering on the streets of Lhasa, I am the most beautiful lover in the world.

As soon as I looked back, I thought about the dynasty and the twilight.

I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles.

The belt gradually widened, and I never regretted it. For the sake of Iraq, the people are haggard. Once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud.

Guan Guan Zhi Gu In the river island, my fair lady The gentleman is good, do you know it or not, love is not oily, a red star, wait for you to accept, if you don't pick me up, you will leave immediately, you have to receive, the diamond ring is in hand Baby loves tiger oil.

Six Xi One Big Autumn Wind Song".

Original] I ride the wind 80,000.

, thousands of peaks and ravines.

I'm in hiding. I comb the river rhyme.

Wonderful, I'm singing high.

The earth is fragrant. Four seasons only my general.

Army, God meets me.

Avoid roadsides. Li Gongjue, Beijing, October 29, 2018

I don't get tired of seeing each other, only Jingting Mountain!

Favorite sentence: White tea Qinghuan has nothing else to do, waiting for the wind, waiting for you. ‍‍

"Don't be lovesick and empty, and look back at three lives. "I feel sad when I see this, but I think there is a kind of bleak beauty. ‍‍

Love by Roy Clift

I love you, not only because of the way you are, but also because of the way I am when I'm with you.

I love you, not only for what you do for me, but also for what I can do for you.

Fortune Operator" Li Zhiyi.

I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River.

Every day, I don't see you, and I drink the water of the Yangtze River.

When will this water stop, and when will this hatred end?

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

Evil! I want to know you and live a long life.

There are no tombs in the mountains, the rivers are exhausted, the thunder and earthquakes in winter, the rain and snow in summer, the heaven and the earth are combined, and you dare to be with you!

I think it's William Butler Yeats's "When You're Old": When you're old, your head is white, you're sleepy, you're napping by the fire, take this poem, read it slowly, think back to the softness of your eyes in the past, and think back to their heavy shadows.

If the two love is long, how can it be in the morning and twilight? In heaven I wish to be a winged bird, and on earth I wish to be a connecting branch. The sky is not old, and the love is indescribable. The crowd looked for him, and suddenly looked back, but the man was in the dim lamp.

I was not born, and I was old. You hate me for being late, and I hate you for being early. I was not born, and I was old.

Hate is not born at the same time, day by day with the king. I was born before I was born, and I am old when you were born. I am far from the end of the world, and you are separated from my cape.

I was born before I was born, and I am old when you were born. Butterflies go to find flowers, and perch on fragrant grass at night.

I'd rather hurt for you.

Hu Bingyan is willing to hurt you.

What's wrong with the injury.

Yesterday next to the willow shade flower tree.

Fly with two hearts.

Qi Fei plays in the water.

Build a love nest and taste preserves.

I'd rather hurt for you.

What's wrong with the injury.

Yesterday's dormitory and playground.

Love letters one by one.

A network of knots.

The sea vows and the alliance appealed.

I am at peace with heaven and earth.

The best autumn colors are in Chang'an.

Love the tree and beautify the people.

You tell the heavens your heart.

1, Lin Huiyin "You are the April Day of the World".

I say you are the April day on earth.

Laughter lit up the winds on all sides.

Light and agile dance and change in the glory of spring.

You are the clouds in the early April sky.

The dusk blows the soft of the wind.

The star flashed unintentionally.

Drizzle in front of the flowers.

That's light, that's graceful.

You are Xian Yeon. You wear the crown of flowers.

You are naïve and majestic.

You are the full moon of the night.

After the snow melts, the goose yellow you are like the green of fresh buds.

You are tender and joyful.

The water floats the white lotus in your dreams.

You are the blossom of a tree.

It's Yan muttering between the beams.

You are love, you are warm, you are hope.

You are the April of the world.

2, Lu Qian's "Ability".

I remember when I was young.

You love to talk, I love to laugh.

Once sat side by side under a peach tree.

The wind is in the treetops, and the birds are chirping.

Somehow fell asleep.

In the dream, the flowers fall and know how much is missing.

3, Xi Murong "A Tree Blooming Tree".

How to make you meet me.

In my most beautiful moments.

For this – I have been praying before the Buddha for 500 years.

Ask it to make us a dust bond.

The Buddha was buried and turned me into a tree.

Grow by the side of the road that you must pass.

Flowers bloom discreetly in the sun.

The flowers are the hope of my past life.

When you approach, please listen.

That trembling leaf is the enthusiasm I wait.

And when you finally walk by in defiance.

Falling to the ground behind you.

Friend, that's not petals.

It's my withered heart.

Acacia. Wang wei.

Red beans are born in the south, how many branches are sent in spring?

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

Leave the thoughts. Yuan Zhen.

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

Take the second flower bush lazy review, half of the edge of the cultivation and half of the king.

Sauvignon Blanc. Bai Juyi.

Bianshui flows, Surabaya flows, flows to Guazhou Gudutou, Wushan is a little worried.

Thinking about it, hating it, hating it until it comes back, the moonlight people leaning on the building.

Queqiao Immortal. Qin Guan.

The clouds are 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?

Poppies. Qin Guan.

The peach is planted in the sky and dew, not the number of flowers, the water in the depths of the chaotic mountains is full of water, and who is open for a branch of jade?

What is the limit of the light cold and drizzle, it is difficult to manage the spring, so why not be drunk for you? I'm afraid that when I wake up, I will break people's intestines!

Fortune operator. Li Zhiyi.

I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River.

Every day, I don't see you, and I drink the water of the Yangtze River.

When will this water stop, and when will this hatred end?

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

Regarding the 7 most classic love poems, you can refer to the ancient poems to understand, such as if life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind to learn to paint a fan, and ten years of life and death, do not think about it and be unforgettable, etc.