China's nine most beautiful ancient love poems show how the ancients expressed their love.

Life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance.

For thousands of years, only love words are the most difficult to understand.

An ancient love poem, an unforgettable love.

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You were born before I was born, and I was old when I was born.

You were born before I was born, and I was old when I was born.

You hate that I was born late and I hate that you were born early.

You were born before I was born, and I was old when I was born.

Hate is not born at the same time, you are fine every day.

I was born before you were born, but I was old when you were born.

I am far away from you, and you are far away from me.

I was born before you were born, but I was old when you were born.

Become a butterfly, look for flowers every night and live in the grass.

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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, drinking the water from the Yangtze River.

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 mind is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual miss.

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I want to know you and live a long life.

There are no tombs in the mountains, and the rivers are exhausted, and Lei Zhen is in winter.

Summer rain and snow, heaven and earth together, but dare to break with you!

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You walk, walk, walk all the time, thus separating you from me.

From then on, you and I traveled thousands of miles to Wan Li, I was in the sky, and you were in the sky.

It's a long way to go, Xiu Yuan, and we'll meet safely.

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 in other places do not want to return.

Just because I want you to make me old, another year is coming to an end.

There are many other things to say. I just hope you take care of yourself and don't starve and freeze.

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Qin Guan

The thin clouds in the sky are changing, the meteors in the sky convey the sadness of acacia, and the endless galaxy I quietly crossed tonight.

When Goldwind meets Yulu, it will win, but there are countless people in the world.

Tender as water, the ceremony is like a dream, and you can go home from the bridge!

If this relationship lasts a long time, it still exists, day and night!

Qiu Yan ci

Yuan Haowen

Ask what love is in the world, and teach people to live and die together.

Flying in all directions, the old wings are hot and cold several times.

Have fun, leave the bitterness, and there will be more children in the school.

If you have something to say, Wan Li has a cloud.

Qian Shan sunset snow, only to whom.

On the cross grave road, flute and drum are played when you are lonely, and the smoke is still flat.

What's the point of evocation? Shan Gui secretly cried the wind and rain.

The sky is jealous, too. If you don't believe it, birds and swallows are loess.

For generations, for poets,

Singing and drinking, visiting Qiu Yan.

Jiangchengzi

Su Shi

Ten years of life and death are two boundless, unforgettable without thinking.

Thousands of miles away in a lonely grave, there is nowhere to talk about desolation.

Even if you don't know when to meet, your face is covered with dust and your temples are like frost.

At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated.

Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears

It is estimated that every year, the heartbroken land, moonlit night, short matsuoka.

Li Si

Yuan Zhen

Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed.

Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be.

A butterfly in love with flowers

Liu Yong

Leaning against the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking forward to spring sorrow, and the sky is dark.

In the afterglow of the grass, no one will lean against the pillar and not speak.

Planning to get drunk on the crazy map and sing for the sake of wine is strong and tasteless.

I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.