Ask for a poem that expresses a long term crush and wants to become sick.

The falling flowers are deliberately abandoned under the branches, and the flowing water is ruthless and silent.

The falling flowers deliberately drift away, and the flowing water ruthlessly crosses the street pavilion.

The falling flowers are deliberately chaotic, and the flowing water is ruthless.

The falling flowers deliberately go with the wind, and the flowing water flows mercilessly into the sea and river.

Falling flowers deliberately offer flowing water, and flowing water ruthlessly pretends to be a black dragon.

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. - Li Shangyin, "Untitled".

Write love letters.

Love Letters.

I don't want to see you only in my dreams.

The pipa strings say that acacia, when the bright moon was there, and the clouds returned.

Affection has been empty since ancient times, and this hatred is endless.

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

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

Red beans are born in the south of the country, and a few branches are sent in spring, and I wish you to pick up more This thing is the most lovesick and hopeful Xi Murong.

Actually, I was 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.

Then a long life.

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

Looking back, that short moment.

After parting, I reminisced about each other, softly whispered and gentle, only in the dream soul.

Acacia tears, wet narrow sleeves, clothes and belts are gradually slowing, where are the blue birds?

Acacia blood, overflowing sleeves, flowery thanks, hating no blue bird!

Write it yourself, according to the degree, you see which sentence to use in the second sentence, after thinking about it for a long time, I don't know which word to rhyme with after "blue bird", or do you think about it yourself?

Li Shangyin: Straight lovesickness is useless, and melancholy is madness.

Affection has been empty since ancient times, and this hatred is endless.

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

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

Since then, he has no heart to love the good night, and let him go down to the west building under the bright moon.

I've always been there.

Heart Rain. Black sweater.

The most classic and oldest one: Qingqing Zijin in the "Book of Songs", leisurely my heart, even if I don't go, Zining will not be heard? Qingqing Zipei, I think about it, even if I don't go, Zining won't come? Picky and timid, in the city, not seen for a day, such as March!

In the past, the sea was difficult to water, but Wushan was not a cloud. Take the second flower bush lazy review, half of the edge of the cultivation and half of the Jun Yuan Zhi Lisi This is very classic.

There are fewer crushes, and this one is written about the love between men and women.

Butterfly loves flower Liu Yong.

Leaning on the dangerous building, the wind is fine, 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 mountains have trees and branches, and do you know that the monarchy is happy?

Yue Ren Song", bai was originally seen in the ancient poems of ten dujiu, and according to legend, zhi is the earliest translated poem in China. It is said that when the Ejun of Chu was boating in the river, the Yue girl who played the oars admired him and sang this song in Yue, and the Ejun asked someone to translate it in Chu, which is what we see today in the era of tossing and turning:"Tonight, what is the sunset, in the middle of the Zhouliu, today and the day, you have to be in the same boat with the prince, shame is good, not ashamed, the heart is troubled and endless, I learned that the prince, the mountain has trees and branches, and the heart is happy and you don't know. "

Su Shi "Untitled".

The past is a poem, and Nong is a fool and he doesn't know.

The world of Mo Dao has little true meaning, and there have been many amorous infatuations in the world since ancient times.

This is a poem written by Su Shi to his cousin Su Damei, Su Shi and his cousin have a deep love, and they are young and irreversible. Su eldest sister is the daughter of Su Lian).

Zijin "The Book of Poetry: Zheng Feng".

Qingqing Zijin, leisurely my heart.

Even if I don't go, Zining won't make a sound?

Qingqingzi Pei, I think about it.

Even if I don't go, Zining won't come?

Pick and choose, in the city.

Not seen for a day, like March!

The poem is about a woman waiting for her lover on a castle tower. The poem is written in three chapters, using flashbacks. The first two chapters describe myself in the tone of "I".

The song of the Yue people is in the middle of the boat.

Today, I have to be in the same boat with the prince.

Shame is good, not shameful.

The heart was annoyed and unstoppable, and learned that the prince.

The mountains have trees and branches, and you don't know if you are happy?

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.

The five absolute roads are lovesick and bitter, and it turns out that it is only like this.

When can the heart die? I have to be the first!

The song of the Yue people is in the middle of the boat.

Today, I have to be in the same boat with the prince.

Shame is good, not shameful.

The heart was annoyed and unstoppable, and learned that the prince.

The mountains have trees and branches, and you don't know if you are happy?

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.

Five uniques. It's all lovesick and bitter, so it's just that.

When can the heart die? I have to be the first!

Su Shi "Untitled".

The past is a poem, and Nong is a fool and he doesn't know.

The world of Mo Dao has little true meaning, and there have been many amorous infatuations in the world since ancient times.

I was not born, I was old

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

I was not born, I was oldHate 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.

Upper Evil "Upper 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!

Yan Qiu Ci Yuan asked.

Ask what the love of the world is, and teach life and death to make a promise.

There are double flyers in the south and the north, and the old wings have been cold and hot several times.

Happy and fun, parting bitter, there are even more crazy children.

You should have words, thousands of miles of stratus clouds, thousands of mountains and twilight snow, only the shadow to whom.

Hengfen Road, lonely when the drums, the smoke is still flat.

Life will not be lovesick;

will be lovesick, will harm lovesickness;

The body is like a floating cloud, the heart is like a flying flocculent, and the air is like a gossamer;

A wisp of incense is here, looking forward to the daughter of the wanderer;

When is it certified?

When the light is half dim, when the moon is half bright.

Double Tone, Toad Palace Song, Spring Love.

Yuan Xu Zaisi.

When the swallows fly, the green water surrounds.

There is little willow blowing on the branches.

There is no grass at the end of the world.

Swing inside the wall, outside the wall.

Pedestrians outside the wall, beautiful people laugh inside the wall.

The laughter faded into silence.

Amorous but ruthlessly annoyed.