See lover s verses, verses describing dreams of your lover

1, Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island, fair lady, gentleman.

2. There are thousands of lovesickness, and there is no place in the world.

3. The fate has passed away and the love is difficult to stop, and there is a cliff and endless thoughts.

4. I know that I am in love for a long time, and I look forward to the sound of the river.

5. The level of the willow and the green river, and the singing sound on the Lang River. The sun rises in the east and rains in the west.

The Tao is sunny but sunny.

6. After the east fence puts the wine at dusk, there is a dark fragrance on the sleeves.

7, Xiaoxuan window, dressing up, looking at each other without words, only a thousand tears.

8. The beast furnace Shen hookah, the remnants of the green swamp, and the lines are written into the acacia biography.

9, Zun Qian planned to say the return date, but he swallowed miserably before saying goodbye.

10. The sun rises in the east and rains in the west, and the road is sunny and sunny.

11, Yangliu Qingqing Qingjiang level, hear the singing sound on the Langjiang River. The sun rises in the east and rains in the west, and the road is sunny and sunny.

12. 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.

13, Sijun makes people old, and the years are too late. Don't give up your donations, and try to add more food.

14, the human face does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.

15. There are beauties, they will never forget when they see them, they will not see them for a day, and they will think like crazy.

16. I plan to get drunk with my crazy picture. When it comes to wine, strong music is still tasteless. The belt gradually widened, and I never regretted it.

For the sake of Iraq, the people are haggard.

17, life and death are broad, and Zicheng said.

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

18, the rest of the paper is not heavy, and Wan Hu is full of sorrow and endurance.

19. Suddenly looking back, the man was there, and the lights were dim.

20. A thousand-year-old dream, with a snap of your fingers, the past is as light as water. At the end of the song, people are scattered, and it has been a thousand years since the old dream first woke up.

21. Ruthlessness is not as affectionate as bitterness, and an inch is still tens of millions of wisps.

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

23, Lishan language is half of the night, and the night rain and rain bell will not complain. How is it like a thin brocade cloth, and the wings and branches are wishing on the day.

24, the straight path is lovesick and useless, and it is madness if it is not melancholy.

25, this situation can be recalled, but it was already lost at that time!

Hello. Verses describing the longing to meet your lover:

1, Yi Lang Lang is not here, look up at Feihong. 2. It is unbearable to give away, and it is a good time to sleep. 3. Once the spring is full of red and old, the flowers fall and the people die without knowing.

4, the white hair is sad and the flowers are falling, and the green clouds are envious of the birds. 5. If you don't open the door, go out to pick red lotus. 6. Life is a lover, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon.

7. The flowers bloom, the mangroves are crying, the grass grows, and the egrets in Pinghu Lake fly. 8. Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable, thousands of miles of lonely graves, and nowhere to talk about desolation. 9. Thousands of sails are not, the slanting veins are long, and the intestines are broken in Baipingzhou.

10. Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. 11, life and death are broad, and Zicheng said. Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son.

12. The slanting sun leans on the west building alone, and the remote mountain is just the curtain hook. 13. The quieter the cicada noise forest, the more secluded the birdsong mountain. 14. I don't see you for a day, like three autumns.

15, when crying, the concubine dreamed, and did not get Liaoxi. 16. If you don't see each other, how ruthless is affection. 17, the bottom of the acacia tree says lovesickness, Silang hates Langlang and doesn't know.

18. May you pick more, this thing is the most lovesick. 19. There is no way to go to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent to visit. 20. The magpie flies to the mountains and the moon dawns, and the cicadas make noise in the wild wind and autumn.

21, the sky is not old, and the love is inexorable. The heart is like a double wire net, and there are thousands of knots in it. 22, the straight path is lovesick, and it is not harmful to be melancholy.

23, the daytime lovesickness is helpless, and Yan Cheng passes by at night.

1.Verses about dreaming of a lover.

Verses about dreaming about a lover 1Sentences about dreaming of a lover.

Drink alone tonight, the wind is urgent in the evening, the moon and stars are scarce, the cliffs and capes are wide, and the words can only be recalled; The rubber pillar drum is difficult to keep together, let others say, the empty cup is exhausted, sad and sad, a little sad, poetic frustration.

The moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. The lover complains about the night, and he is lovesick at night. The candle is extinguished, and the light is full, and the clothes are dewed. It's unbearable to give away, and it's a good time to sleep.

Hating Jun is not Jiang Louyue, north and south, east and west, north and south, east and west, only with each other and there is no separation. Hating the king is just like Jiang Louyue, temporarily full and still losing, temporarily full and losing, when will you be reunited?

It is empty words to disappear, and the moon is inclined upstairs for five watches. Dreams are far away, and books are urged to become ink. Wax shines on half a cage of gold jadeite, musk smoke slightly embroidered hibiscus. Liu Lang already hated Pengshan.

Far away, more than 10,000 weights from Pengshan Mountain.

It's hard to say goodbye when you meet.

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.

2.Dreaming of an old lover, a poem that describes the thoughts of the moment.

Drink alone tonight, the wind is urgent in the evening, the moon and stars are scarce, the cliffs and capes are wide, and the words can only be recalled; The rubber pillar drum is difficult to keep together, let others say, the empty cup is exhausted, the sadness is empty and sad, a little sad, poetic frustration.

The moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. The lover complains about the night, and he is lovesick at night. The candle is extinguished, and the light is full, and the clothes are dewed. It's unbearable to give away, and it's a good time to sleep.

Hating Jun is not Jiang Louyue, north and south, east and west, north and south, east and west, only with each other and there is no separation. Hating Brother Suijun is just like Jiang Louyue, temporarily full and losing, temporarily full and losing, when will you be reunited?

It is empty words to disappear, and the dust on the moon slope is buried in the fifth watch. Dreams are far away, and books are urged to become ink. Wax shines on half a cage of gold jadeite, musk smoke slightly embroidered hibiscus. Liu Lang already hated Pengshan far away, and he was even more separated by Pengshan by 10,000 weights.

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.