Beautiful love poems, ancient poems and classic modern love poems.

Poems and ancient poems about love

◆ Thousands of dollars to buy someone who likes Fu. Who complains about this situation?

Sycamore tree, it rains in the middle of the night, and parting is bitter. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light.

◆ Jiangchengzi was born and died for ten years, never thought about it, and never forgot it. He has a lonely grave thousands of miles away and nowhere to talk. Song sushi

◆ Live together, leave your hometown, and die in sorrow. Anonymous "Shejiang Picks Hibiscus"

Jathyapple has a quiet dream, and the spring breeze is ten miles gentle. Qin Guan ba Liu zi

Affectionate is just a spring festival, but it is still a matter of leaving people. Zhang Mi's The Sender

◆ What occasion? See this lover. Unknown book of songs in Tang dynasty.

◆ People enter the river like the wind, and love is like rain. Song Zhou Bangyan Yulouchun

◆ How can you be ruthless if you meet each other late and see each other? Song Sima Guang Xijiangyue

◆ There are two Linjiang immortals, the second falling flower, each independent, and the micro-swift Qi Fei. Song Yan Dao Ji

There is no doubt about love when you are married.

A thousand articles a day, such as Sanqiu Xi! The Book of Songs Feng Wang Ge

◆ How many troubles can you have? Like a river flowing eastward. Young mermaid

A moment that should last forever has come and gone unconsciously. Li Shangyin's Jinse

◆ Green and purple stripes, carefree in my heart. The Book of Songs Zheng Feng Ji Zi

◆ Acacia knows when to meet, and this night is embarrassing. (Tang) Li Bai's poem "Three Five Seven Words"

◆ Find a beautiful dream, but it is difficult to realize. Who knows my mood at this time? Tears in front of the pillow and rain in front of the curtain drop through a window.

◆ Who can complain about loneliness? Foreword is always faint.

◆ Minus the word Huanxisha. He is not a lover, and there is no place for lovesickness in the world. Qingzhou yi

◆ Red beans can't be dripped. Acacia tears red beans, spring flowers can't be finished. Niuxinpuzi

◆ A Dream of Red Mansions begins with the HarmonyOS system. Who is the lover? It's all about romance. Niuxinpuzi

It is a good marriage to miss the road all one's life, only to see the alliance between wood and stone. Facing the sky, the nobles in the mountains are crystal clear with snow; I will never forget the lonely forest in the world. Niuxinpuzi

We hope to fly in the sky, two birds grow together on the ground with the same wing, two branches of a tree. ..

◆ overlapping tears seal words, life is only difficult to die.

◆ I won't regret that my belt is gradually widening, which will make people haggard for Iraq. Wu Fengqi of Liu Yong.

◆ If you want to send a colored ruler, you can know where the mountains are long and where the water is wide. Yan Shu's Magpie Tread

◆ I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and don't miss home. Li Chi Ngai's "Arithmetic Operator"

I shed merciless tears, too. I hate not meeting before shaving. Su's Skill Poems

One is Xianpa in Yuen Long, and the other is flawless jade.

◆ There is a kind of beauty that you will never forget when you see it. When I didn't see it, I thought it was crazy.

◆ Leaving you this time is wind, rain and night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends.

◆ When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick, lovesick for a long time, and lovesick is infinite.

◆ Bu Operator (Song) Li Chi Ngai

I live in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River and you live in the lower reaches.

I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water.

The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred.

I just hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you don't miss it.

To tell the truth, I threw people away all night.

Where do you throw people all night? Unique voice. The incense pavilion is covered, the eyebrows are gathered, and the moon will sink.

Be patient and not look for each other? Resentment is lonely. For my heart, for your heart, we will know each other and remember each other deeply.

◆ "Thank you"

Drums are dull and soldiers actively use them. Cao Tuguocheng, I travel south alone.

From Sun Zizhong, Chen Pinghe and Song Dynasty. No, I'm going home. I'm worried.

Where do you live? Lost his horse? For it? Under the forest.

Life and death are generous, and Zi Cheng says. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.

I am rich, but I am still alive. Sorry, but I believe it.

◆ endless yearning i

Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang 'an.

Autumn insects are singing by the golden well, and the frost is shining on my mat like a small mirror.

High light flashing; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon.

Lonely as a flower, rising from the clouds!

Above, I see the blue and deep sky, below, I see the green and restless water.

The sky is high and the land is wide; My sadness flies painfully between them. Can I dream of crossing the mountain gate? .

Sauvignon Blanc, soul-destroying!

◆ Don't let the lotus grow green grass in front of the 12th floor.

Green grass grows in front of the twelfth floor. Bead foil is the door, and the wind of the fan is small. Zhao Se's "Qin Zheng" failed to perform well, and the bridal chamber cried all night.

Put up with a thousand dollars for a smile? After all, lovesickness is better than meeting. The brocade word is not based on the southern geese, and the beautiful family is in the long way.

You walk, walk, walk all the time, thus separating your life from mine. Since then, you and I have traveled thousands of miles, I am in heaven, and you are in heaven.

It's a long way to Xiu Yuan, and it will be safe. North Malaysia is still attached to the north wind, south birds fly north, and nest in the south branch.

The longer they are apart, the wider they become and the thinner they become. Wandering clouds cover the sun, and wanderers are reluctant to return in foreign countries.

Just because I want you to age me, another year will soon end. There are many other things to say, just wish you take care of yourself and don't be hungry and cold.

Qin Guan in Queqiao Fairy

Modern love poems

◆ "Trouble"

It is said that it is the sorrow of lonely autumn.

They all say it's acacia in the far sea.

If someone asks me what I'm worried about,

I dare not say your name.

I dare not say your name,

If someone asks me what I am worried about:

They all say it's acacia in the far sea.

It is said to be the sadness of lonely autumn.

◆ "Monologue"

Under the bare colonnade,

Between dreams and nothingness,

The sound of your name penetrated into my sleepless nights.

Your long red hair,

This is lightning in summer,

Ups and downs on the back of the night with the power of sweet violence.

In the dream, dark water rushes among the ruins,

Created you from nothing:

The braid of pain has been forgotten.

The wet coast at night,

Chen Zhe slaps the ocean of sleepwalking,

There is nothing to see.

◆ Farewell to Cambridge

I left quietly,

When I came softly;

I waved gently,

Say goodbye to the western clouds.

Golden willow by the river,

Is the bride in the sunset;

Shadows in the waves,

Ripple in my heart.

Green grass on the soft mud,

Oily, swaying at the bottom of the water;

In the gentle waves of He Kang River,

I would like to be an aquatic plant.

A pool in the shade of elm trees,

Not a clear spring,

Whether the rainbow in the sky is pressed by floating algae,

Precipitate a rainbow-like dream.

Looking for dreams?

Lift a long pole,

Full of stars,

Play songs in a starry place.

But I can't play songs,

Quiet is a farewell flute;

Summer insects are also silent for me,

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

I left quietly,

Just as I came quietly;

I waved my sleeve,

Don't take away a cloud.

◆ My Mind and Everything

I want you to take my heart and everything,

Leave me a pair of eyes,

Let me see you.

There's nothing in me that you can't conquer.

You took its life,

With its death,

If I have anything to lose,

I hope you can take me there,

Leave me a pair of eyes,

Let me see you.

Modern Aesthetics Classic Love Poems _ Love Poems

Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one. When we finally meet the right person, we should be grateful.

I am afraid that I will be the root of loneliness forever. What a wonderful number this is. Why is my root number hidden under that ugly root number? How I wish I were a nine, because nine only needs a little operation to get rid of this cruel fate.

Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they don't love you with all their heart.

Fourth, please think of me when I am no longer here, in the distance, in the quiet countryside. When you can't hold my wrist or my hand, I want to wander.

Five, often drink if the water is three thousand scoops, a river of spring rain and a river of autumn, where to find friendship, in the dream, Shahua invites Manzhu (if the water is three thousand).

Six, how stupid I was. Can I change us if I have another chance ~ ~

No man is worth your tears, and the one who is, won't make you cry.

Eight, the rain hits the duckweed, and the wind is surging. When water enters the river, it is east. If fate comes, you must meet it. What's the use of (meeting by chance)

Nine, I began to miss you when I was lying in my dream bed. I woke up at the window, with the initial tenderness and indifference. Clouds are floating in the wind, in the distance or in the strange air. I freeze myself under the blue sky and smile at the color. I love it until I die. I look at the stars at night and wait with you in the cold wind every night until every morning and sunrise. I smiled and hugged. ...

The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside him knowing you can't have him.

Eleven, four seasons turn frosty and autumn, leaves fly all over the mountain, there is no green in the distance, only clouds float all over the mountain (maple leaves are all over the mountain).

Twelve, winter brings a chill, a few trees of red plum are lightly packed, Leng Yue is wrapped in plain noodles outside the window, and the wind passes by the window to smell Dimfragrance (plum).

Thirteen, the smoke clouds dispersed, the wind in front of the window was weak at sunset, the rain was greener over the mountains and the forest was greener. Gently twist the wet Luo to see (sunny)

Fourteen, the wind sprinkled pear flowers into the window, and several lilies were planted in the snow. Who says that spring breeze urges flowers early, and there are good flowers in the snow (lilies in the snow)

Fifteen, the breeze blows away the red flowers in front of the window, and the bright moon shines quietly. I always like reading old books and drinking a cup of green tea.

I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I am when I am with you.

Don't worry, the best things come when you least expect them to.

Eighteen, drunk lying in the east bed, dreaming of Luowei bedstead, smelling the beauty of Conan mountain forest, leaning against the fence to find a secluded path (Conan's dream)

Never frown even when you are sad, because you never know who is falling in love with your smile. My heart is with you, but your tears are beating in my heart. You are crying, but why do tears appear in my eyes? ...

You woke me up in my sleep, and I felt very cold and lonely at night. You lean against the window and listen to your breathing. You have neglected my mind, which is still as clear as usual. Is the rain in the dark and the melody in life enlightening me? Maybe you just face the dark forest, take your voice away from me and be covered by the sound of insects.

If I hadn't met your most beautiful smile when I was poor, I wouldn't have thought of this topic and didn't have the courage to make a long bet with love.

22. Can we meet in a dream? My dear girl, I close my eyes and think again. Tonight, your beautiful face, I pray again. Who will lend me a pair of dream wings? My dear girl, are you thinking and dreaming again and again like me? Dear girl, where are you still dreaming? ...

To the world, you are one person; But for someone, you are the world.

Twenty-four, the wind and rain outside the window are light at night, and a solitary lamp is accompanied by a clear shadow. Although I heard the new ink fragrance on the edge of the case, the old volume was especially cherished (if cherished)

Twenty-five, the forest is deep, the weeds are blooming, and I often miss my relatives and friends in the world. I can't say enough about this, and I wish you infinite blessings (boundless).

Don't waste your time on a man/woman, who isn't willing to waste their time on you.

Twenty-seven, the four seasons of life are picturesque, green willows enjoy red flowers in spring, and warm flowers in one season are studied. I prefer spring rain to bring pear flowers (pear flowers bring rain).

Twenty-eight, in the cold month, the wind is particularly fragrant, and a tree is thin and proud. The world mistakenly thinks that the spring breeze is good. It turns out that plum blossom is proud of cold (plum blossom comes from bitter cold)

I gave you my heart at the beginning, please take good care of it. I want you to go all your life, although it is no longer important to you.

If the skull can be opened, please put in a sweet word. If your heart can be opened, please put a bunch of weeping roses.

Modern love poems

1. Young people promised to be enemies, and their vows were written down. A heart-and-soul love misty rain building will join hands with you. Since ancient times, nothing is more cruel than love poison, madness.

2. Thin and heartless, but envious of others in pairs. It's hard to stop writing. My heart is hard to calm down, and my tears are under the ice of Haitang.

At the beginning of Lantern Festival, the horse is flying, the whip is holding the sword, and the sunset is lingering. Whoever wears splendid clothes is heartbroken.

4. It's difficult to knock on the edge of the world of mortals in the morning bell and dusk drum. Who will show you how to break the disturbance?

5. When you smile, there is a piece of zhanghua, and the yellow flowers in the courtyard fade deeply. Whoever splashes ink will be merciful.

6. Su Qin Opera, the pipa has been played for a long time. When will the clothes and feathers be returned? Who wants to talk to you under the moon with a sword?

7. Late appearance, old feelings, childhood people went to the scene. Who will go back to the door with a lamp and remember the beginning?

8. That year, the young man was white and flawless and wanted to write your most beautiful poem.

9. That night, the bluestone steps were covered with frost, and the lanterns were turned off, leaving him alone holding the moon in the air.

10. Leaning against the window, I was surprised to find that Yushu was green again yesterday morning. Unfortunately, Shan Weng is still facing the wall, but no one appreciates the flowers.

1 1. Mulberry stems are green and sprout, and peach blossoms can be seen on the mountain road. Farewell is only in front of the wind, and you will offer tea tomorrow.

12. Summer In mid-April, the river hangs down and laughs at travelers. I don't know who will. I hope Xining will send me.

13. The old shoes are still covered with mud, and Lithospermum grows old at the grave. A few wisps of evocation incense are about to disappear, and you can see the hemp fiber at the foot of the mountain from a distance.

14. The fingers are bustling and dotted. Lush years, writing a chapter in life. When I was a child, I wrote a poem wrong. I would like to be a sauce vinegar tea in my later years. My eyes are full of love for you. I don't hide worldly things. I don't grieve for leaving. I lost my glory and never recovered.

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16. after rhyme, endless love is unbreakable. Looking back for a moment, we can see the profundity of thousands of years. Passing through the clouds, I can't forget it, I can't clear my feelings. I am in tears, waiting for my heart.

17. Late autumn evening, I went back to my hometown alone. The grass is growing in the yard. In the old house, it was devastated. The floating dust wants to fill in the paper, and the phoenix bell secretly calls in the corner.

18. In the distance, Xiao Sheng keeps coming. Who cares about people? At that time, white skirts were better than snow, and Lan Ruo was in full bloom.

19. You have a small handle in your hand, and your fingertips are gently buckled, and your forehead is still warm. Just today, only the bright moon can be in my arms. The blue waves of the Qinghe River are rippling, and people are seen repeatedly. The ancient bridge is still there, and the bright moon is still there. By the way, where is Jade Man now?

20. When I was young, I was childhood friends, enjoying flowers and shaking peach blossoms on strangers. At that time, cardamom was in full bloom, and * * * picked the river to see Iraqi people get married. Later, I talked about marriage. When you met her, you just said I was young. Now choose Sang Ma, a person watching the sunset, also don't want to enjoy the peach blossom. If he is born with rich hair, when will you go home again? I'm afraid he's still a moon in the mirror and a flower in the water.

Modern love poems, sad love poems

the same place

Xiaoqiao bamboo shadow

Dance and smell the flowers.

Yes, nothing.

You can't live without a safe place.

What I fear most is the east running water.

And the scenery that keeps pace with the times

Take the memory away.

Took the old place.

Der Wunschbaum

How much wind and rain have you heard