Looking at the moon, thinking of a distant person, Zhang Jiuling, the moon, is now full on the sea, illuminating the whole heaven and bringing the long consideration of the night to the separated heart. Although I blew out the candle, it was not dark, although I put on my coat, it was not warm. I can't bear to give it myself, but I still sleep in my dream. The autumn wind ci Li Bai, the autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and Western jackdaw is surprised again. It's embarrassing to meet each other on blind dates; When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time. If I had known this, I didn't know him at the beginning.
Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny. Liu Yuxi's bamboo ci is full of peach blossoms, and the spring water in Shu hits the mountain stream.
A girl saw it and thought that her husband's love was as fleeting as this peach blossom, and infinite sadness was like this endless river of water. The swallow tower is upstairs, accompanied by a broken lamp and dawn frost, and a lonely person gets up from a acacia tree.
How much is a one-night stand for lovesickness? The ends of the earth are not long. Jinse Li Shangyin I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each of which has a flower-like interval. In daydreaming, Zhuangzi, a saint of youth, was bewitched by butterflies, and the king's longing for love cried in the cuckoo, and the mermaid cried pearl-like tears in the moon-green sea. The blue fields breathed their jadeite to the sun, and the moment that should have lasted forever came and gone unconsciously. Untitled Li Shangyin came with empty words. It was already five o'clock in the month. Although the dream is far away, it is difficult to cry, and the book advises no ink. Wax shines on half a cage of golden jade, and musk embroiders hibiscus slightly. Liu Lang hates Pengshan, which is ten thousand times heavier than Pengshan. Untitled Li Shangyin hangs the curtain again.
The Wushan goddess of Chu was originally a dream; Qingxi is the residence of my sister-in-law, and there is no lang here. Storms make nut horns ecstasy, and the moon dew sweetens cinnamon leaves? Although fully aware of lovesickness, there is no good health; I am infatuated with it to the end and fall in love for life.
Untitled Li Shangyin I have known her for a long time, and we have been apart for a long time. Spring silkworms die, candles burn every night, and clouds change in the morning mirror, but I dare to sing Pengshan at night. Oh, Jade Bird, listen! -Give me what she said! Untitled Li Shangyin, the star last night and the wind last night, Guitangdong on the west side of the painting building, have no wings for Cai Feng to fly, and are connected with the heart. Separated from the seat, the spring wine is warm and the wax lamp is red. Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind.
Li Shangyin, who traveled alone in Qujiang in late autumn, hated being born in the spring when lotus leaves were born, and in the autumn when lotus leaves were withered. Knowing that he had been in love for a long time, he was disappointed with the sound of the river at Wangjiangtou. Mr. Li Shangyin's "A Note to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night" asked about the untimely return date, and the rain rose to Qiuchi in the evening. Why do you want to cut the candles in the west window together, but when it rains late? When we left Yuan Zhen, the water was very sad, and forever amber was too lazy to look back at the flowers. Cultivating a monk is half fate and half fate. The topic is that last year, Cuihu, the capital of Chengnan Zhuang, was at this gate, and peach blossoms set each other off.
Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze. Farewell to Du Mu is sentimental but always seems heartless, but he can't laugh at what he looked like before he was born. Candles say goodbye kindly and cry for others until dawn. In my dream, I sent Zhang Bi Xie Guren, and the small corridor turned askew.
Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate, and it also shines on the courtyard flowers for the people. The waterline of Li Yi, who writes about love, is full of precious thoughts.
From then on, there is no good night, let him go down to the west wing in the bright moon. Prince Cui Jiao, the son of a handmaiden, followed in his footsteps, and Green Pearl shed tears.
Xiao Lang was a passer-by as soon as Houmen entered the sea. I am a member, he is ashamed to cover his sleeves in the sun, and he is too lazy to put on makeup in spring.
It's easier to find priceless treasure than to have a lover. Tears are hidden on the pillow, and flowers are heartbroken.
You can spy out why Song Yu hates Wang Chang. Jiangling rushed to send thousands of maple leaves to the river bridge. Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night.
Sauvignon Blanc flows easily, Surabaya flows, and flows to Guazhou Ancient Ferry. Wu Shan is a little worried. Think of dragons, hate dragons, hate to rest when returning, and the moon people lean on the building.
I dreamed of washing and dressing in Jiangnan, leaning against Wangjianglou alone. After all, Qian Fan is not here, and the oblique light is full of water, and Bai Pingzhou is heartbroken! Sauvignon blanc forest is covered with green mountains and green moons.
The green hills on both sides of the strait greet each other. Who knows the feeling of parting? Your tears are full and mine are full.
The ribbon knot is not finished. The tide at the head of the river has ebbed.
I met Yu and went to the west wing without saying a word. The moon was like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.
Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. It's not just the general taste.
In the dark night, Li Yulin thanked Chunhong, and she was also anxious, but there was a cold rain and a night breeze. Cochineal tears, stay drunk, when heavy.
Naturally, people hate water when they grow up. At first, a strong wind blew to Jinmen, Feng Yansi, bringing a pool of spring water.
Wandering in the fragrant path of Yuanyang, stroking the almond core with your hand. Leaning on the railing by the pool, watching the fighting ducks, the Hosta on his head hangs obliquely.
He missed his sweetheart all day, but he never came back, and suddenly he heard a magpie calling. Yulouchun Ouyang Xiu planned to say the date of return in front of the bottle, but did not say that Chunrong was miserable first. Life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance.
Before the farewell party, Mo sang a new tie. This song has a sad feeling. It's easy to say goodbye to Chunfeng before you see all the flowers in Los Angeles. "Xijiang Moon" Sima Guang's bun is loose and tied, attracting flowers and light makeup. Red mist cover light, fly flocculant. Be there or be square, appear heartless. After the music, the wine woke up slightly. The moon in the deep courtyard is quiet. The fairy in Queqiao County is smart, the flying stars pass on grievances, and the silver-haired men are all dark.
When you meet, you will win, but there are countless people in the world. Common complaint against acacia, tender feelings like water, meet each other as if it were a dream, when it is hard to see the bridge.
If two kinds of feelings last for a long time, they are still there, day and night. Beauty Qin Guan's peach blossoms are planted in the sky, not only the number of flowers, but also the water deep in the chaotic mountain is beautiful. Who is the jade blooming for? What is the limit of the slight cold in Mao Mao? Don't care about spring, what's the harm of getting drunk? I'm afraid my heart will break when I wake up! Liu Yong felt cold and sad.
The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest. All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them.
Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo.
Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. What's more, it is a cold autumn festival.
Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying. After the New Year, it should be a good time and a good scene.
Customs are strange, who to talk to. Wu Fengqi Liuyong leans against a dangerous building, and the wind is very good.
Looking forward to spring sorrow, the sky is dark. In the afterglow of grass and smoke.
Who knows why I lean on the tracks silently? I'm getting drunk.
When drinking is a song, strong music is still tasteless. I don't regret widening my belt.
It's worth getting tired for my coquetry. Recalling the thin pillow weather in Emperor Yong Jing Liu.
It feels like love at first sight. It's colder to get up and sleep.
After all, I can't sleep, and the night is as long as years. I'm going to stay, but I'm going back to Levi's.
I have plans to fight for resistance again. Ten thousand kinds of thoughts, many solutions, only loneliness and fatigue.
This is my life, and I have shed a thousand tears for you. Yan Shu's iris shed tears, the curtain was light and cold, and the swallows flew away. The bright moon is unfamiliar and bitter, and shines obliquely through Zhuhu Lake. Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon. You have to send colorful stationery to know where the mountains and rivers are far away. On a partridge, Yan's colorful sleeves are holding the jade clock diligently, but in those days, she was drunk and red.
We danced and sang heartily, exhausted, and shook the peach fan feebly, from the late-night dance of Liushao Moon until the roof outside the house fell in the middle of the night. Since that parting, I have always missed that beautiful meeting and hugged you in my dream many times.
2. Poems describing the love of the elderly The Song of Eternal Sorrow in the Tang Dynasty was written by Bai Juyi, the emperor of China. He longed to shake the beauty of an empire, and searched for it on the throne for many years, but he never found it.
Until a child of the Yang family grew up in the inner room, almost before she grew up, and no one knew her. However, due to the gift of heaven and no concealment, it was finally elected royal one day.
If she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace. It was early spring. They let her bathe in a pure pool to warm and smooth her creamy skin.
Because she was tired, a maid lifted her up, when the emperor noticed her for the first time and chose her as his bride. On the night of spring, the warm hibiscus curtains covered her fluttering hair, petals on her cheeks and golden ripples on her head.
But the night in spring is short and the sun rises too fast. Since then, the emperor has given up his early hearing. He wastes all his time on parties and revelry. He is the lover of spring and the tyrant of night.
There are other ladies in his court, 3,000 of whom are stunning beauties, but his love for 3,000 is concentrated on one person. The golden house is dressed up to serve the night. When the table in the jade tower is cleaned, she will wander around and drink wine slowly.
Her sisters and brothers were all given titles because she lit up and glorified her family so much. When a girl is born instead of a boy, she brings happiness to every father and mother in the empire.
... high rose plum palace, into the blue clouds, and the wide breeze carries magical notes. Soft songs and slow dances, strings and bamboo music, the emperor's eyes can never stare at her.
Until the sound of drums came from Yuyang, which shook the earth and broke the tune of rainbow skirts and feather clothes. The Forbidden City, a nine-story palace, is hidden in the dust and travels southwest from thousands of chariots and horses.
The imperial flag opened the way, suddenly moving and stopping, 30 miles from the capital and passing the west gate. People in the army stop, and no one will move until they are under their hooves. They may trample on those moths.
The gorgeous hairpin fell to the ground, and no one picked it up, a green and white Hosta and a golden hairy bird. The emperor couldn't save her, so he had to cover his face. Later, when he turned to look, there was blood and tears.
Hidden in the yellow dust blown by the cold wind, they crossed a cloud line at the crack in the path of the dagger tower. Under Emei Mountain. The last few came, and the flags and banners lost their colors in the fading sun.
But the water in Shu is always green and the mountains are always blue, so your majesty's love is constant and deeper than the sky. He stared at the desolate moon from his temporary palace, and he heard the rain at dusk, cutting his chest.
Heaven and earth in last contact, the dragon car comes home, and the emperor never leaves. The memory and pain are buried in the soil of Maweipo. Where is her white face? .
Rulers and lords, when their eyes met, cried on their coats. They rode horses, loosened the reins and slowly returned to the capital. Pond, garden, palace, everything is the same as before, Taiye Lake hibiscus, Weiyang Palace willow.
But the petals are like her face, and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows. Whenever he looks at them, what can he do but cry? . Spring breeze blows on your face, peaches and plums bloom at night, and autumn leaves fall all over the ground after autumn rain.
The palaces in the west and south are scattered with evening grass, and the steps are piled with red leaves that are not swept. Bai Fuxin, a disciple of Li Yuan, and eunuchs in her pepper yard. .
Fireflies were flying on the throne, and he was meditating in the twilight. He will extend the wick to its end and still never fall asleep ... bells and drums will slowly ring the long night, and before dawn, the Milky Way in the sky will become clear.
The porcelain mandarin duck on the roof is getting thicker and thicker with the morning frost, and his kingfisher blue cover feels more lonely and cold. The distance between life and death is year after year, but no beloved soul has visited his dream.
There lived a Taoist priest in Lingqiong. He was a guest in the sky and could summon the gods through his concentration. People were moved by the emperor's constant meditation, and they begged the Taoist priest to see if he could find her.
He opened a path in space, like lightning, cut through the sky, up and down, looking for it everywhere. Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in two places.
Then he heard a story about a magical island at sea, which is part of the invisible world. There are pavilions in the five-color sky, and exquisite immortals walk back and forth.
And one of them, they call it forever true, has a face like her snow and flowers. So he came to the golden gate of the West Hall, knocked on the Jasper Gate, and asked a girl named Small jade to tell the perfect person.
When I heard the messenger of the Han family, she was surprised to see the dream of Jiuhua and Huagai. She pushed open the pillow, dressed herself, shook her drowsiness, and the silver screen set off by pearls opened.
Ji Yun is half asleep, and her flowered hat is loose when she walks along the balcony. The wind blew the fairy, as if she were dancing in a rainbow skirt and feather coat.
Tears rolled down her sad and pale face, just like the spring rain on pear flowers. But when she asked him to thank her monarch, her eyes shone with love. Since they separated, her form and voice were unfamiliar to her.
Because happiness ends in the courtyard of the sun, the moon and dawn become long in the palace of Xianshan. But when she turned to look down at the earth and tried to see the capital, there was only fog and dust.
So she took out the keepsake he gave, and gave him a shell box and a gold hairpin through his messenger. However, one branch of the hairpin and one side of the box were kept, and the gold of the hairpin and the shell of the box were broken.
But the heart is as strong as gold, and somewhere, at some time, on earth or in heaven, we will. She sent him a message through his messenger, reminding him that only the hearts of the two of them knew the oath.
On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, we secretly told each other in the quiet midnight world. We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree. ..
The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever. Many of Bai Juyi's works are Ten Years of Life and Death, which will be unforgettable without thinking.
Xiao Xuan window, dress up, silently care for each other, only a thousand lines of tears. Su Shi's Jiangchengzi, a moment that should last forever, came and went unconsciously.
Li Shangyin's "Jinse" is not old, like a double screen, in which Qian Qian is tied. Zhang Sheng looked for him in the crowd and suddenly turned around, but the man was there, and the lights were dim.
Xin Qiji's "Qingyun Case * Yuanxi" has been full of love and hatred since ancient times, and good dreams are the easiest to wake up. Clear; Shi Qing's Yi Xi Ti 1 Liu Yong's Wu Fengqi has no regrets about widening her belt, which makes people languish for Iraq.
2 The Book of Songs, with its anonymous drumming, is rich in life and death views, Zi Cheng said. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.
3 Qin Guan's "Magpie Bridge Fairy" will last for a long time, sooner or later. 4 When did the lovesickness meet in Li Bai's Three Five Seven Words? At this point, the night is awkward.
5 Anonymous "Phoenix Begging for Phoenix, Qin Song" has a beautiful woman who is obsessed with it and will go crazy if she doesn't see it for a day. 6 Zheng Chouyu's "Farewell" This time I left you, it was the wind, the rain and the night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends.
7 Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words" entered my lovesick door, knowing that I am lovesick and bitter, knowing that I am lovesick for a long time, and short love is endless. Eight Yuan Zhen's "Four Poems from Thinking" was once a sea of water, and it will always be amber.
9 Cao Zhiming's tall building on the moon, if you raise the dust on the road, if you make the cement muddy, the ups and downs will be different. When can we meet in harmony? 10 Nalan Xingde's Yu Meiren is sad and unique, and the most important thing is that it can't be dispelled. 1 1 Zhang Ji's Ode to a Woman brought tears to your eyes. I wish I could meet you before marriage.
12 Xi Murong How did a flowering tree let you meet me? At my best moment, I prayed for this in front of the Buddha for 500 years, begging him to let us have a dusty relationship. 13 There is more than one shadow in Chen Hengke's Portrait of Spring Qi. How can they live together and not die? 14 Liang Qichao's Ci of Zhi Zhu in Taiwan Province said that he missed the bottom of the acacia tree and Silang hated Mandy.
15 Xu Gan's "Thinking Room" was published, and it was dark in the mirror and hopeless. Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time?
16 Sima Guang's "Xijiang Moon" meets each other. If you don't see it, why is it heartless? 17 Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai Za Shi" is not a heartless thing, but turns into spring mud to protect flowers.
18 Zhang Xian's "Millennium" is not old, and it is hard to get rid of it. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.
19 Huang Jingren's "Two Love Poems" seems that this star was not last night, and the wind dew stood in the middle of the night for whom. 20 Li Shangyin's untitled sixth third song "I know that this love will not have any result, but it can soothe my heart!" .
2 1 Li Shangyin's "The Lonely Man in Qujiang in Late Autumn" has been an insider for a long time, and the sound of the river in Wangjiangtou is disappointing. Nalan Xingde's Biography of Huanxi Sand makes people feel sentimental and thin, but now it's really not sentimental.
23 Li Shangyin's "Jinse" and a moment that should be eternal came and went unconsciously. Twenty-four Swallow Houses have a one-night stand, and the ends of the earth are not long.
25 yuan asks "Touching Fish Two Songs One" to ask what the world is like and teach life and death. 26 Li Shangyin's Untitled Although my body doesn't have wings like Cai Feng's, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the unicorn.
Zhang Kejiu's "Sai Hong Qiu" is written line by line, with a beast furnace sinking hookah and patches of green marsh flowers.
The love poem of the old man and you fell in love at first sight, which is the most beautiful encounter in my life.
Making a promise with you is the most eternal scenery in my plain years. I've always wanted to say that wherever I go, the place I want to go most is by your side.
May we love each other until the end of time. I believe we can wait for our hair to turn gray together.
You are here, I am here, and the seas run dry and the rocks crumble. Not too gorgeous, only one sentence I like you, but it can make each other care.
Honey, you know, even though I'm black and blue, I still have the strength to love you. Some people only look at you, but they affect your life.
Life is like wrapping jiaozi. No matter what stuffing you are, I will wrap you tightly in my heart. No matter how the boiled water of life is cooked, my love for you will never fade! How many people have been hurt by love, how many people's hearts have been hurt, how many memories have been destroyed, how many feelings have been hurt, how many memories have been lost, and how many memories have been lost. Even if a moth puts out the fire, it still doesn't hesitate. They only look at love and hurt themselves, but they can't end their lives. They shed a lot of spoony tears, drank a glass of turbid wine and tasted how much ordinary love! If you are my lotus, let me keep a long-term affection for you in my life! "My eyes are raining for her, but my heart is holding an umbrella for her. This is love. " At least once in your life, forget yourself for whom.
I really like you. Please believe me.
Let the tide of love come closer to us bit by bit. No matter how big the storm is, I will be by your side to shelter you from the wind and rain. I want to love someone, that is, the determination to abandon everything and only be with her.
Love, without reason, is because of the throb of the heart, affection, no excuse, a thousand times looking back. Even if the world disappears, my love for you is still there.
Put that oath gently on your finger and the two of them will be together forever. A growth is just a fall, and only the old times bring us happiness.
Love is simple: one you, single-minded. The most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old with you.
Kiss, open your hand, and let love stay here. With calm love, I will accompany you to see the fleeting scenery.
Although you are not the best, you are the only one I love. I am willing to exchange 10,000 cycles for you and me forever.
You are forever, no matter how long, no matter how far, I will always love you. The oath of love will always be with you and me.
Just because I took one more look at you in the crowd, I never forgot your face again.
Hold you in my heart, hold my hand, and silently pray that God will guide me, not for eternity, but for being by your side. Thinking about you is something I don't have to think about every day. As time goes by, you remain in my heart.
Although there are many flowers, there are no duplicates. I hope you are my destiny takes a hand. There are many people who like you and don't lack me, but I love very few people, only you! No matter how the years change, my love for you has never changed! Just for one person, all my life, the ends of the earth, I only wish you peace! As long as I am with you, there is nothing I don't want to do. Let me protect you forever! We are all unique, let's get to know each other by destiny, and let's spend our lives together with love! On that day, you were the end of the world and I was the cape, in pairs. At that time, you were the bright moon, I was the clear spring, and I was full of worries about life. I love you every day, love you every moment, miss you every minute, and hope that God can complete our life! I have no time to participate in your past, and I will accompany you to the end in your future! I will wait for you in spring. As the mountains and rivers agreed, if you look up and see clouds floating in the sky that day, it will be the most beautiful meeting in our life. Who will fight for hegemony? Now I have pointed my finger at the end of the world, but I just want to caress the piano for you and be carefree from now on! At that time, on the West Lake, you played for the Iraqi people, and the Iraqi people danced for you, and you couldn't play all the love in your last life. The blue butterfly was drunk among the flowers and walked around the world hand in hand.
Waiting for the years to change, my love for you has never changed! The love of a lifetime is only for Iraqis! Do you know you are my favorite person? It is not impossible to go through fire and water for you. I have never loved you so much. When I met you, I felt I was the luckiest person! Among thousands of people, flowers bloom and fall in that season, and you and I first met; On that sunny and flowing day, you and I knew each other; When Xia Feng looked at the stars tenderly side by side, you and I fell in love. I would rather spend my whole life waiting for you to find that I have been by your side and never gone far.
Love is not that deep. Being together is the greatest happiness. Because of you, I believe in true love. Because of you, I believe forever.
I want to tell you loudly that you have always been in my world. We all say that no matter what happens in the future, don't forget some childish promises! I miss you in the sky, in front of me, in my heart, and in my heart.
Talk about love for the purpose of marriage once in your life, and then stay together like that. In the fleeting time, the years are good. Once in a lifetime, talk about a love for the purpose of marriage! Believe for the last time, go straight ahead and you will reach the end of your life. With me, nothing can be greater than you.
Love is the first time we meet, but we still miss it after thousands of turns. Where are you, that is, you want to be the end of the world that I miss.
I will spend my life with you and protect you. The first time I saw you was the most beautiful encounter in my life.
Making a promise with you is the most eternal scenery in my plain years. The only meanness in this life is that you are mine.
Thinking about the future with you, I'm not afraid of anything else. 20 16 with your company, I believe that we will not be afraid of wind and rain.
4. Are there any poems describing the sweet love of the elderly?
Bai Juyi
I want to be an official for one day. There is no such thing as a secretariat. Entertain guests and warm your wife and children.
I feel much more comfortable since I arrived in Du Dong. Division wins the secretariat, and the official wins the division.
Besides, under the garden, I am also happy. It is interesting to learn new knowledge by raising the same name as the old knowledge.
If there is snow, visit first, and if there is no flower, there will be no time. Fight for wine, praise poetry.
Thousands of lanes are separated by doors. Looking back, the book is imminent.
Leaves fall in the pagoda courtyard, and ice is born in the bamboo pavilion pool. If the sparrow asks, the crane will follow.
Both body and mind are sick, and their abilities will decline together. How forgetful I am when I am old, but I don't forget my lovesickness.
5. The sentence about the marriage between Yue and Lao 1. Why did Yue Lao tie the knot? You have your own marriage to play lovers.
2, Chai Men deep knock for a long time, leaning on bamboo branches looking forward to the moon. Yue Lao doesn't know where to go, and the red rope doesn't tie the cup.
3. Moon Poems
I am a carefree spirit, chasing deer for heaven and accompanying the soul of the moon.
Tangled and lingering made a rhyme, sweet and mellow wine.
Everyone in the world knows that love is bitter and no one can avoid it.
If I can get a perfect match, I won't waste my moon singing.
4. Old Moon Song
Lu ling car, free suspension. Drinking and playing chess under the laurel tree.
The world of mortals, lovers' knot, joys and sorrows, lead the red line.
Husband and wife match, Yuanyang sings. The road is sunny or sunny.
Dishes, broken mirrors, fish and firewood, and jokes.
5. There are thousands of miles to meet.
6, a thousand miles of marriage
6. How many winters and summers did the beautiful poem of the old man seeking gold and silver marriage send away?
Chunhua Qiushi, how many times have you heard of birds singing and flowers singing?
Starting with colorful vision,
We planted seeds carefully and worked hard, and finally opened up a bumper harvest field.
Starting from the path at dawn,
Through the wind and rain, through the ups and downs, finally entered today's magnificent glory.
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Ah, life, what a wonderful process?
Ah, love, what a happy palace this is!
Walking under the flowers and the moon,
Have you ever thought about your childhood?
Send my little grandson to school,
Have you ever recalled the good times when your classmates studied together?
Open the old photo album,
Have you talked about those romantic stories?
Attend the luxurious wedding of young people,
Have you thought about how to get the bride back?
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Ah, how time flies! It will be forty or fifty years in the blink of an eye.
The bell of life rings on time at the moment of gold and silver.
Yes, everything is out of date now.
However, the old ones are as fresh as ever.
Yes, now that it's all over,
However, the past still shines.
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From the figure of you holding hands,
People see what is kindness, love and growing old together.
From the steady pace of peers,
People have seen what is called sharing weal and woe;
From your kind and open-minded eyes,
People understand that tolerance and harmony are the last word.
Judging from your happy expression,
People have learned that success can only be achieved through hard work!
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Today, spring is warm and sunny.
So many happy people get together in pairs,
Let's take songs as wine and sing loudly.
Singing-how much love turns into sunset,
The sweet days of singing are as long as thousands of years.
7. The complete love poems about the moon The poems describing love with the moon in ancient Tang poetry are as follows.
1, Bai Shu Crow Atrium, Coody Leng Silent Wet Osmanthus fragrans. There is a bright moon in the sky tonight, and I wonder who will land in Qiu Si. Wang Jian's "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights"
2, mica screen candle shadow is deep, the long river gradually falls and the stars sink. Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night. Chang Li E Shang Yin
The moon, now hanging all over the sea, illuminates the whole sky. Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night! Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes. You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams. Looking at the moon reminds me of a distant Zhang Jiuling.
4, the first time I heard the geese, there was no cicada, and it was a hundred feet high. The frost goddess and the moon are not afraid of the cold, and they are more beautiful and pure in the cold and frost recreation. Li Shangyin's Frost Moon
5, the autumn is crisp and the moon is hanging, and Guanghua is wet. The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in. The courtyard is sparsely shaded, and the sound of the neighboring night is urgent. What is the ceremony? Look at the sky and stand. Meng Haoran's Autumn Night under the Moon
6, the water pattern is precious and thoughtful, and it takes a thousand miles to rest. From then on, there is no good night, let him go down to the west wing in the bright moon. Yi Lee, write about love.
7. Alone at the bottom of the river, the moonlight is like water. Where are the people who came to see the moon together? The scenery is vaguely like last year. Xiao Zhao, I feel old.
8. Bai Shu rooster crows in the atrium, frost and silent wet osmanthus. Tonight, people are looking forward to it. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si? Wang Jian's "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights"
9, Xiao Niang's face is thin and difficult to win tears, and peach leaves are long and susceptible. The glory of the land is three points, lovely Yangzhou, and you actually accounted for two points. Memory of Xu Ning in Yangzhou
10, the moon, now round on the sea, lit up the whole sky. People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones. Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes. You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams. Looking at the moon reminds me of a distant Zhang Jiuling.