Ask for a few verses about love in Dream of Red Mansions .

Lin Daiyu's love poem:

1) Tears in the eyes are empty, tears are empty, but who is it for the secret?

The size of the shark silk is given away, so that people are not sad!

2) Throwing beads and rolling jade only steals, and the town has no intention of being idle every day.

The sleeve edge of the pillow is difficult to wipe, and it is dotted and spotted.

3) The color line is difficult to collect the pearl on the surface, and the old traces of the Xiangjiang River have been blurred.

There are also thousands of bamboo poles in front of the window, and there are no incense stains.

Just for you like a beautiful flower, like a year of water. touched Daiyu's heart, "The water flows and the flowers are ruthless", "The flowing water falls and the flowers go in spring, heaven and earth." "The flowers are red, and there are thousands of sorrows. (Burying incense mounds, flying swallows, weeping red, complaining about the heartfelt and obsessed with living treasures).

Flowers and flowers are flying all over the sky, and there is no one to pity the red incense.

Half-rolled Hunan curtain and half-closed door, grinding ice for soil and jade for pots.

Steal the pear stamen and borrow a wisp of plum blossom soul.

The moon cave immortals sewed and decided, and the autumn lady wiped the traces.

Shy and silently complained to anyone, tired of leaning on the west wind and the night was dark.

The apricot curtain is in sight The apricot curtain beckons guests to drink, and there is a mountain villa in sight.

Lingjing goose water, mulberry elm swallow beam.

A bunch of spring leeks green, ten miles of rice flowers.

There is no hunger in the prosperous world, so why be busy with farming and weaving.

Crying flowers and yin poems Feng'er is only looking like the world, hugging Youfang out of the embroidered boudoir alone, whimpering is still unfinished, and the birds are flying all over the ground.

1, the moon cave fairy sews the robe, the autumn boudoir socks scumbag complains about the scars, the shyness silently complains to whom, and the tired west wind is dark at night.

2, Xiao Feng Mo smiled at the girl of the East Village, and the head was still full of yarn by the white stream.

3. Thousands of autumn poems are chanted, and a glass of cold wine is drunk. The spring irrigation mud is sealed and cherished, and the well is free from dust.

4, who is close to a dream, and the eternal lover is alone.

5. There is no material to make up for the sky, and it will be in vain for many years. This is a matter of the past and the future, who will remember it as a strange biography?

6. The heart is far away with the wild goose, and the few sit and listen to the evening anvil idiot. Whoever pities me for my yellow flower disease, there will be a period of consolation for Chongyang.

7, take care of the shadow before the wind, who can be under the moon. If Toad Guang is interested, he will go up to the Jade Tower first.

8. If you quietly share the tent with the amorous lady, how can you be willing to fold the quilt and make the bed?

9. One is the flower in the mirror. How many tears do you want in your eyes? How can the autumn cave flow to the end of winter, and the spring flow to summer.

10, wax clogs come from afar, and the cold groaning is not full of fun. If the yellow flower is relieved of the poet, he will hang the head of the cane today.

11, Nong is burying flowers and laughing idiots today, who does he know when he buries Nong?

12, who is hidden in the lonely standard, and the same flowers bloom late?

13. How many tears can you have in your eyes? How can it survive the autumn to the end of winter, and the spring to summer?

14. The color line is difficult to collect the pearl on the surface, the old traces of the Xiangjiang River have been blurred, and there are thousands of bamboo poles in front of the window.

15. The incense is divided into three paths, and the book-thrower is on a branch of autumn.