Encyclopedia of Love Poems: Names of Ancient Chinese Love Poems
On evil! I want to know with you, long life without decline. Mountains have no mausoleum, rivers are exhausted, thunder shakes in winter, rain and snow in summer, heaven and earth are united, but I dare to be with you!
Han, Han Yuefu, Shang Xie.
I'm a fair lady, I'm a gentleman who loves to live on the land of rivers. I'm a fair lady, I'm a gentleman who likes to live on my own. I'm a fair lady, I'm a woman who has mixed dishes, flowing from side to side. I'm a fair lady, I'm begging for it. I can't ask for it, I'm thinking about it. Leisurely and leisurely, tossing and turning from side to side. I'm a fair lady who has mixed dishes, picking from side to side. I'm a fair lady, I'm a woman who is a friend. I'm a woman who has mixed dishes, I'm
- - Spring and Autumn, The Book of Songs, National Style, Zhounan, Guan Ju
Red beans are born in the southern country, how many branches come in spring? I wish you to pick more, this thing is the most acacia.
Tang, Wang Wei, Acacia.
In this door last year today, the peach blossoms on the face of the person are red. The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms still smile at the spring breeze.
Tang, Cui Hu, Nanzhuang, Tiducheng
The level of the Yangliu Qingqing River, I heard the singing on the Lang River. Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is sunny and sunny.
- Tang, Liu Yuxi, Zhuzhi Ci (3)
Once through the sea is difficult to water, except that Wushan is not a cloud. Take a lazy retrospective of flowers and clusters, half-edge cultivation and half-edge monarch.
- Tang, Yuan Zhen, Li Si
There are more than thirteen of them, and the cardamom is at the beginning of February.
The spring breeze is ten miles away on Yangzhou Road, and I don't know if I roll up the bead curtain.
Affectionate but always ruthless, only Sense Venerable can't laugh.
A candle has a heart and bids farewell, weeping tears for others until dawn.
- Tang, Du Mu, Farewell (two songs)
When we meet, it is difficult to part ways, and the east wind is powerless.
Spring silkworms are exhausted until they die, and the wax torch turns into ashes and tears begin to dry
The mirror is bright, but I am worried about the change of clouds and temples, and I should feel the moonlight cold when I sing at night.
There is no long way to go here in Pungshan, and the blue birds are eager to see
- Tang, Li Shangyin, untitled
Last night the stars last night the wind, painting building west Guitang east.
The body has no colorful phoenix wings, and the heart has a sharp point.
Send hook spring wine warm seated, divided cao shot wax lamp red.
I listened to the drum and went to the official, and I went to the Malantai class to turn around.
- Tang, Li Shangyin, untitled
The brocade has no reason for fifty strings, one string and one column thinking of the year.
Zhuang Sheng Xiaomeng is fascinated by butterflies, and Wangdi's heart is in the spring of Rhododendron.
The moon pearl in the sea has tears, and the blue field sun is warm and jade is smoky.
This feeling can be remembered, but it was already lost at that time!
- Tang, Li Shangyin, Jin Se
Persuade you not to cherish your golden clothes, and persuade you to cherish your youth.
The flowers can be folded straight, and the whiskers can be folded.
- Tang, Du Qiuniang, Jinxie Yi
Slim clouds are clever, flying stars spread hatred, and silver men travel all the way to darkness.
As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will defeat countless people in the world.
Tenderness is like water, the good period is like a dream, I bear to take care of the magpie bridge and return.
If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the twilight?
- Northern Song Dynasty, Qin Guan, Magpie Bridge Immortal
Standing against a dangerous building, the wind is thin, looking at the extreme spring sorrow, and the sky is dark.
In the afterglow of grass-colored smoke, who would be speechless?
I plan to get drunk on the crazy picture, treat wine as a song, and the music is tasteless.
The belt gradually widened and he did not regret it.
- Northern Song Dynasty, Liu Yong, Butterfly Love Flower
Ten years of life and death are vast! If you don't think about it, you will never forget it.
Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to say bleak. Even if we meet should not know, dust full face, temples like frost.
Night dream suddenly returned home. Xiaoxuan window, dressing up.
Gu is speechless, but there are thousands of tears. It is expected that every year the broken intestines, the bright moon night, the short pine hill.
- Northern Song Dynasty, Su Shi, Jiangchengzi
On the night of last Yuan, the flower market was as bright as day.
On the moon, the willows head, about after dusk.
On the eve of this year, the moon and the lights remain the same.
No last year's people, tears full of spring shirt sleeves.
Ouyang Xiu, Shengchazi, Northern Song Dynasty
The flowers fade red and green apricots are small, and when swallows fly, green water surrounds them.
There are few willows on the branches, and there is no grass anywhere in the world!
The swing in the wall, the road outside the wall, the pedestrians outside the wall, the beautiful woman in the wall laughs.
The laughter gradually becomes silent, but the sentimental is ruthlessly annoyed.
- Northern Song Dynasty, Su Shi, Butterfly Love Flower
The east wind puts flowers on thousands of trees at night, and even more blows down, stars like rain.
The BMW carving car is full of fragrance, the phoenix flute is sounding, the jade pot is turning, and the fish and dragon dance all night.
Moth snow willow golden wisps, smiling and smelling.
The crowd searched for her thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the person was there, where the lights dimmed.
- Southern Song Dynasty, Xin Qiji, Qingyu Case (Yuanxi)
Sex is not charming, but beauty is in the eyes of the beholder.
Fate to meet thousands of miles, three smiles in vain when a fool.
- Qing Dynasty, Huang Zeng Collection, Hangzhou Sayings Collection
The scent of red lotus root leaves the autumn of the jade hanger; Lightly undo the clothes, and go on the blue boat alone. Who in the clouds sent brocade books?
When the word goose returns, the moon is full of the West Building, and the flowers flow from the water, a kind of acacia, and two idle worries.
There is no way to eliminate this feeling, frowning up and down, but on the heart.
- Song, Li Qingzhao, Yijian Mei
Green poplar grass pavilion road, young people throw easy to go.
At the top of the building, there is a dream in the fifth watch, and the bottom of the flower is sad about the rain in March.
Ruthless is not like affectionate bitterness, an inch also into thousands of strands.
When the ends of the earth are poor, there is only endless acacia.
- Song, Yan Shu, Mulan Hua
I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the tail of the Yangtze River.
Thinking of you every day and not seeing you, we drink the water of the Yangtze River together.
When will this water stop? When will this hate end?
I only wish that your heart is like mine, and you will live up to your lovesickness!
Song, Zhiyi Li, Bu Operator
Speechless alone on the West Building, the moon such as a hook, lonely Wutong deep courtyard lock autumn, cut constantly, reason is also chaotic, is the sorrow, not a taste in the heart.
- Tang, Li Yu, meet you
