A poem or word that expresses longing for a lover

If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight?

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

There are no colorful phoenix wings, and there is a little bit of clarity in the heart.

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

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

After the flowers are honeyed, it will be sweet for whomever it is hard

In the heavens are the winged birds, and on the earth are willing to be the branches

Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable

Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, and hopes that the emperor will trust the cuckoo in spring

This situation can be recalled, but it was already clear at the time

Things are people, and everything is restless, and tears flow first

Mo Dao does not kill the soul, the curtain is swept by the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers

There is no way to eliminate this situation, so I frowned, but I was in my heart

Flowers float and water flows artesianly, a kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure

This time, what a one, sad words!

Enter my lovesick door, know that I am lovesick.

Sauvignon Blanc is long and remembrance, and Sauvignon Blanc is infinite.

The belt gradually widened and did not regret it, and it made people haggard for Yipin

The days are long and sometimes endless, and this hatred lasts forever

May you pick more, this thing is the most lovely

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 red lotus root incense remnants of jade in autumn, lightly dissolve Luo Shang, and go on the lotus boat alone. Who in the clouds sends the brocade book, when the goose word returns, the moon is full in the west building. Flowers drift and water flow freely, a kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, so I frowned, but I was in my heart

In the heavens are the winged birds, and on the earth are willing to be the branches

Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable

Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, and hopes that the emperor will trust the cuckoo in spring

This situation can be recalled, but it was already clear at the time

Things are people, and everything is restless, and tears flow first

Mo Dao does not kill the soul, the curtain is swept by the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers

There is no way to eliminate this situation, so I frowned, but I was in my heart

The flowers float and the water flows freely. One lovesickness, two sorrows.

This time, what a one, sad words!

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

The mountains have trees and branches, and the heart is pleasing to the king.

Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island. My Fair Lady, Gentleman.

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

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

Playing the yellow finch, Mo Jiao cries on the branches. Last night, I dreamed of a concubine and didn't get Liaoxi.

There are no colorful phoenix wings, and there is a little bit of clarity in the heart.

Not seen for a day, such as three autumns. The Book of Songs

Sijun is like a full moon, and the night is less bright. - Zhang Jiuling.

When there is poverty at the end of the world, there is only endless lovesickness - Yan Shu.

Acacia Mo flowers compete for hair, an inch of acacia and an inch of gray. --Li Shangyin.

I want to weave acacia flowers and send them away, but I am lovesick all day long. --Li Shangyin.

The belt gradually widened and did not regret it, and it made people haggard for Yi. --Liu yong.

Mo Dao does not kill the soul, the curtain is swept by the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers--Li Qingzhao.

If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight?

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

There are no colorful phoenix wings, and there is a little bit of clarity in the heart.

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

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

After the flowers are honeyed, it will be sweet for whomever it is hard

Enter my lovesick door, know that I am lovesick.

Sauvignon Blanc is long and remembrance, and Sauvignon Blanc is infinite.

The belt gradually widened and did not regret it, and it made people haggard for Yipin

The days are long and sometimes endless, and this hatred lasts forever

May you pick more, this thing is the most lovely

I don't see you every night, and drink the water of the Yangtze River. .

I know you, I'm stupid for you, each has its own reasons, you still don't know? May I hold my hand and get a word of love?!