German poems about love

1. Seek the most beautiful love (German love poem) in original German and Chinese translation

Du bist mein, ich bin dein

Du bist mein, ich bin dein

dessen sollst du gewiss sein

Du bist verschlossen

in meinem Herzen

verloren ist das Schluesselein

du musst fuer immer drinnen sein.

The body of the king belongs to me, and the body of the king belongs to me

The king of this love should be I am a man of the world, and I am a man of the world!

Now I have locked you in a mood; the key is lost,

and you have to live in my heart forever!

Note: This is one of the oldest, most beautiful and simplest love poems in Germany, found on the back of a letter written in Latin by a medieval nun to her lover. The original poem was written in Middle Highland German and has the literary equivalent of the Chinese Guan Ju. The poem is from the collection of letters of Werinher von Tegernsee, copied from the manuscript of Tegernseer Handschrift, which is currently in the collection of the Bayerische Staatsbibliothek Library

2. A foreign poet wrote a poem about love, which is quite famous

Foreign love poems 1:

I once loved you.

I loved you once

---- Pushkin

I loved you once

Love may not have died in my heart

I hope it won't bother you any more

I don't want to upset you any more

I loved you once in silence and without any hope

I loved you without hope. I have loved you in silence

I have suffered both from shyness

and from jealousy

I have loved you with such sincerity

and with such tenderness

I hope that God will bless you

and that another man will love you as I have loved you

By Alexander Sergei Pushkin. Alexander Sergei Pushkin (Александр Сергеевич Пушкин; June 6, 1799 - February 10, 1837) was a famous Russian literary figure, considered by many to be the greatest of Russian poets, and a founding father of modern Russian literature.He was one of the main representatives of 19th-century Russian Romantic literature. His masterpieces include the poems "Ode to Freedom", "To the Sea", "To Chataev", etc., the novel in verse "Yevgeny Onegin", and the middle grade novel "The Captain's Daughter".

Main poems:

1. Short Sword

2. Bakhchisarai's Fountain of Tears

3. To the Sea

4. The Bronze Horseman

5. To Cain

6. The Story of the Fisherman and the Goldfish Pushkin's Complete Long Poems

7. Late Blooming Flowers are Lovelier

8. October Nineteenth

9. Endowed in Vain

10. Gifted in Vain

11. You and You

12. When I Take My Arms in Arm's Length

13. When I Hold Tightly

14. Lamentation

15. Tzigane

16. For the Shores of the Distant Motherland

17. ...Enough, enough, my dear

18...My friend, time is not on my side

19...If life deceives you

20...I loved you once

21...Ode to Freedom

Love Poems from Abroad 2

I'd like to be a rapids,

----- Pedrofi

I'd like to be Rapids,

A stream in the mountains,

On the rugged road,

Passing over the rocks ......

As long as my love

Is a little fish,

Swimming happily in my waves.

I'd like to be the rapids

I'd like to be the rapids

As long as my love

Is a little fish,

Swimming happily in my waves.

I would be the barren forest,

On the banks of the river,

Against a gust of wind,

Fighting bravely ......

As long as my beloved

Is a little bird,

Among the branches of my thick

Making nesting and chirping.

I would be a ruin,

On the precipitous rock,

This silent ruin,

Does not chagrin me,

So long as my beloved

Is the ivy of youth,

And climbs intimately up along my barren forehead,

Climbing up intimately.

I would be the hayloft,

At the bottom of the deep valley,

The roof of the hayloft

Weathered by the wind and the rain ......

As long as my beloved

Is the lovely flame,

In my hearth,

Flickers pleasantly and slowly.

I would be a cloud,

A gray tattered flag,

In the wide air,

Floating lazily ......

As long as my beloved

Was a coral sunset,

Prowling my pale face,

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And show its bright splendor.

June 1-10, 1847 in Sorrenta

(A love poem dedicated to his beloved wife Julia)

Author's introduction:

Petogfi Sandor was a Hungarian patriotic poet and hero, a great Hungarian revolutionary poet, and the founder of the Hungarian national literature, a bourgeois revolutionary democrat. Born on January 1, 1823 to a family of butchers, Petogfi Sandor lived as a vagabond during his youth, worked as an actor, and served as a soldier; in 1842, he began to publish his poems and started his writing career. He wrote poetry in the form of folk songs, developed the form and refined the language, and created many excellent poems. He believed that "only the poetry of the people is true poetry". In his early works, he wrote more than 50 poems, including The grain is ripe, I walk into the kitchen, and The evening, which were composed and sung by Liszt and other composers, and have become the folk songs of Hungary.

Main poems:

1. Song of the Nation

2. Freedom and Love

3. My Tears

3. Poems Describing German Style

Munich Female Model

Plath (USA)

Perfectly awe-inspiring, but infertile.

Cold as the breath of snow, filling the source.

The yew tree is there like nine snakes dancing wildly.

The tree of life, the tree of life.

Month after month, emptiness banishes their moonlight.

The flood of blood is the flood of love.

God's sacrifice.

It means no more idols but me,

me and you.

In their pretty sulphur and smiles

These female models are committed to this night in Munich

The morgue is between Paris and Rome,

They are unadorned in their skins

Oranges dangling from silvery branches.

Intolerant, lost souls.

Snow scatters black petals.

There is no sign of people around. In the multiplicity of hotels

A pair of hands is holding the door open, putting down the shoes

Walking in for a box of shoe polish

The fat slabs of feet will be gone by dawn.

Oh, the home life in these window holes,

the baby's shoelaces with their green leafy candies,

the dense Germans drowsy in their sacred belts.

Black headphones on their fingers

Glittering magnificently

It flickers, melts

Silence, the snow falls without sound.

4. Some classic poems about love

My fair lady.

- Spring and Autumn Poetry (one of the "National Winds") Zhou Nan Guan Ju Guan Ju, on the river's continent. A fair lady, a gentleman's son.

Ragged Nymphoides peltatum, flowing left and right. A fair lady is a woman who seeks to be martyred.

I can't find what I'm looking for, and I'm not sure what I'm looking for. I am not sure if I can do it, but I can do it.

Ragged Nymphoides. The fair lady is a friend of the qin and se.

Ragged Nymphoides. A fair lady is a man who plays with bells and drums.

The classic love poem 2. The world is united, and I dare to be separated from the king! I want to know the gentleman, and live a long life without ceasing to decay. I want to know you, and I want you to live a long life without any decline! The classic love poem 3. I wish you more to pick, this thing is the most love.

-- Tang Wang Wei Acacia Red beans are born in the South, how many branches are there in spring? I wish you would pick them up more often, this thing is the most lovesick. The classic love verse 4.

--Tang Cui Gu 题都城南庄 Last year today in this door, the face of the peach blossoms reflect each other red. The peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.

The classic love poem 4. The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. --The Bamboo Words (3) The willow is at the level of the river, and I hear the sound of Lang Lang singing on the river.

The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. The classic love poem 5. Once the sea is hard to be water, except the witch mountain is not cloud.

--- Tang Yuan Zhen, the poet of the ancient Chinese dynasty, is a man who has been in love with the world for a very long time. The first time I saw him, I was so happy to see him, and he was so happy to see me.

The classic love poem 6. The candle is still cherishing goodbye, and it will shed tears for others until the morning. --- Tang Du Mu (2) gracefully curling more than thirteen, cardamom tip of the beginning of February.

The Spring Breeze is on the way to Yangzhou, and I don't know what it's like to roll up the pearl curtains. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at you, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get a good look at you.

The candles have a heart, but also cherish the goodbye, for the tears of the people to the dawn. The classic love poem 7. It's hard to say goodbye when you see each other, and the east wind doesn't have the power to make the flowers disappear.

--- Tang Li Shangyin Untitled It is hard to say goodbye when you see each other. The silk worm will not be exhausted until it dies, and the wax torch will only dry up when it turns into ashes.

The mirror at dawn is saddened by the change in the temples of the clouds, and the moonlight is cold at night. The first thing I want to do is to get out of the house and get out of the way.

The classic love verses 8.

I have no colorful phoenix and wings, but my heart has a rhinoceros and a little bit of communication.

I am not a colorful person, but I have the same feeling as I was in the past.

The first time I heard the drums, I went to the office, and then I went to the office, and then I went to the office. The classic love poem 9. this love can wait to become a memory, but at that time has been confused!

The Zhuang Sheng dream of butterflies, the Emperor's heart of spring to azalea.

This love can be recalled, but at that time it was already lost! The classic love poems 10. When *** cut the candles in the west window, but said Bashan night rain. --The first time I saw this is when I was a young man, and it was the first time I saw a young man, and it was the first time I saw a young man, and it was the first time I saw a young man.

When **** cut the candles in the west window, but said Bashan night rain. The classic love poems 11. flowers can be folded straight must be folded, do not wait for no flowers empty folding branch.

-- Tang Du Qiu Niang Golden Witch Hazel Clothes advise you not to cherish the Golden Witch Hazel Clothes, advise you to cherish the youth. The flower is ready to be folded, and must be folded, not to wait for no flower to be folded.

Classic Love Verses 12. In the sky, I wish to be a bird with two wings, in the earth, I wish to be a branch with two branches. The world is not a place where you can't see the end of the world, and there's no end to this hatred.

-- Tang Bai Juyi Long Hate Song The first of the ancient and modern long song is this one, due to the verse is too long, so it is not excerpted, but the famous lines in the poem, such as "Born with a beautiful face is difficult to abandon", "look back and smile a hundred Mei Sheng", "Pear blossom a branch of spring with rain", "no one in the middle of the night when whispering" and so on, can also be used for love. The classic love poems 13. wine into the sadness of the intestine, turned into tears of lovesickness.

--- Northern Song Dynasty Fan Zhongyan Su Muzhi The sky of blue clouds and the ground of yellow leaves. The color of autumn is even the waves, the cold smoke on the waves is emerald.

The mountains reflect the slanting sun and the sky is connected to the water. The grass has no feelings, but it is even outside the slanting sun.

The soul of the countryside is dimmed, and the thoughts of the travelers are pursued. The first thing you need to do is to get a good night's sleep.

The moon and the sky are not the only things that you can do. The first thing you need to do is to get the best out of it.

The classic love poem 14. If two love is a long time, it is not in the morning and evening. --The first time I saw this is when I was a little girl, and I was a little girl, and I was a little girl, and I was a little girl, and I was a little girl, and I was a little girl, and I was a little girl, and I was a little girl.

When the golden wind and jade dew meet, it is better than countless other things on earth. The first time I saw you, I was so happy to see you, and I was so happy to see you.

If the two love is long time, and not in the morning and evening? The first time I saw you, I was so happy to see you. --The Northern Song Dynasty, Liu Yong, "Raining Bells" (雨霖铃) The cold cicadas are woeful, and the sudden rain has broken at night in the Long Pavilion.

The door to the pavilion is empty, and the boat is in a hurry to leave. The first time I saw you, I was so happy to see you, and I was so happy to see you.

The idea of going away, thousands of miles of smoke and mist, the twilight of the sky. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at your favorite products and services, and you'll be able to get a good look at them! The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that.

These are the years that have passed, and they are the good times that are not there. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.

5. Poems about love

China's most classic eight love poems first Poetry Classic - State Winds - Name Winds Drumming Drumming its boring, enthusiastic use of the army.

The city of Tukuo is in the water, and I am traveling south alone. I am from Sun Zizhong, and I am from Chen and Song.

I am worried about my return. I have no idea where I am going to live. I have lost my horse. I have lost my horse. I have been in the forest.

The world is not a place for the dead, it is a place for the son. We will grow old together.

In contempt, I don't live.

The first time I saw a man, I saw a woman, I saw her.

This poem does not have a gorgeous language, there are no embellishments, but the vow that comes slowly and calmly is shocking to everyone; the roar may be the beginning of love, but peace is always the end of love. "Holding hands with his son, with his son to grow old", seems simple, since ancient times really do a few people and time flies, youth aging, but there is a pair of hands that can be held by the side, which may be the greatest happiness in life.

Second Poetry Classic - National Winds - Zhaonan - Guan Ju Guan Ju, in the river of the continent. A fair lady, a gentleman seeks.

Ragged Nymphoides, flowing left and right; a fair lady, a gentleman seeks. If you can't find it, you'll be at risk; if you can't find it, you'll be at risk; if you can't find it, you'll be at risk.

Ragged Nymphoides are the most important of all, and the most important of all are the most important of all.

Simple and direct, without pretense of concealment; the desire for a beautiful woman naturally reveals itself, the faint anxiety of not being able to get it, and the uncontrollable joy of imagining the future, so that every man or woman in secret love can find his or her own shadow in this poem. Third Poetry Classic - State Wind - Qin Feng - reed reed reed reed reed reed pale, white dew for frost.

The so-called Iren, in the water side, retrace the flow from the, the road is blocked and long. Traverse from the, just like in the center of the water.

Reed reed, white dew is not dry. The so-called Iren, in the water.

The road to the top is blocked and among them. The first time I saw him, he was in the water.

Reed reed picking, white dew has not been. The so-called Iren, in the water of the bank.

The road is blocked and right. The first thing you need to do is to go back and forth, and then you can go back and forth.

The reason why this poem is so popular is that it replaces the description of love with an illusory and absolutely beautiful scenery; all the passionate pursuit, anxious desire and arduous waiting are all melted in a misty haze; the light sadness and the melancholy after the fall, let a person can not help but get lost. By chance, I remembered the lyrics of the myth, "The fire on the stove is swaying in the wind, not extinguished nor rested", I don't know if there will be "not extinguished nor rested", but it is just like "the fire on the stove is swaying in the wind", fluctuating and hard to find. I don't know if there will be "neither extinction nor repose", but it is like "the fire on the stove swaying in the wind".

Fourth, the fish, Yuan Haoqian asked the world, what is love, straight to teach the promise of life and death. The old wings of the two flyers in the south and north of the sky, the old wings a few times the summer and winter.

The joys of happiness and the pains of parting. The first time I saw this is when I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night when I was in the middle of the night.

Cross Fen Road, lonely year Xiao drum. The smoke is still flat Chu, the soul of the Chu some of the why contend and.

The ghosts of the mountains cry the wind and rain, and the sky is jealous. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.

A thousand years.

The first thing I want to say is that I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to do it.

The most widely circulated poem should be "ask the world, what is love, straight to teach the promise of life and death.

There may be many people in the world who are suitable for themselves, but there is only one person who can be with you for life, and keep each other night and day; if there is no him, your world will be much lonelier. The world will be a much lonelier place without him. Every time I read this sentence, my heart is infinitely desolate.

Fifth Jiangchengzi 乙卯正月二十日夜记梦 苏轼 Ten years of life and death two blank.

This is the first time I've ever seen this song.

The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of the night, and you were in the middle of the night.

This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world who has been in the same boat as me.

This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world who has been in the world for a long time.

This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world who has been in a hurry.

We have no words for each other, but we have tears. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world.

People may be more familiar with the phrase "ten years of life and death".

People may be more familiar with the phrase "ten years of life and death," but in my eyes, "the night comes to a dream and suddenly returns to the hometown.

A small window, is combing makeup. I have no words to say to each other, but only a thousand lines of tears."

The daytime bitter longing can not, dreaming of meeting, but to see the lady in the window dress up, as ten years ago; the old warmth back again, ten years of thoughts all at once on the heart, joy and sadness, I do not know which will be a little more? The sixth, "The Sixth," is Yuan Zhen (元缜), a man who had once crossed the ocean, but had never been a cloud. The first time I saw you, I didn't want to look back, but I was half in love with you.

About this poem, do not want to say anything more; "once the sea is difficult to water", throughout the ages can really do maybe zero, perhaps we have to admit that a person can fall in love with different people, but still let us recall the ideal of steadfastness and persistence. Seventh Poetry Classic - Zhou Nan - Peach Premature Peach Premature, burning its splendor.

The son of a man who returns to his home is a good man for his family. The peach is in its prime, abundant in fact.

The son of the peach is in the home, and it is suitable for his family. The peach is very young, and its leaves are very abundant.

The son of the peach is returning to his home, and it is good for him to have a family. Many love poems are full of melancholy, and the cheerfulness of the peaches makes people smile along with them; nowadays people may scoff at marriage, but love without marriage is like a kite fluttering in the wind, making each other lack of warmth and solidity.

Many girls like to look at wedding dresses, longing for the day when they too can become a happy bride, enjoying happiness and fulfillment in the scorching pink of peach blossoms, and this is what Peachy brings to me. The eighth Magpie Bridge Immortal Qin Guan Slender clouds, flying stars to pass the hate, Yin Han Long Long darkness.

The golden wind and jade dew, the first time they meet, will be better than countless on earth. The first thing you need to do is to look at the road that leads to the bridge, and if it is a long time, then it will not be in the morning or evening. The phrase "distance does not cut love" has been rejected by more and more people, and when you look at someone who breaks up because of the distance, you will think of this song.

About eternity and instant possession, do not want to discuss here, just hope that friends read the words can evoke the heart of the most primitive for the love of the touch. In the end, I still hope that all the lovers in the world can have the end of the day.

6. All the poems about love

I wish I could have a man of my own heart, and I would never part with him. -- Zhuo Wenjun (卓文君)《白头吟》

Linglong dice are planted with red beans, and the bone of love is known to the heart and soul. -- Zhang Ji (《节妇吟》-寄东平李司空师道》

I'm too lazy to look back at the flowers, I'm half in love with the monk and half in love with the king. -- Yuan Zhen, "Five Songs on Leaving Thoughts" (离思五首-其四)

You have not yet set a date for your return, but the rain on Bashan Mountain rises in the autumn pool. I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. -- Li Zhiyi, "Divining the Countenance -- I Live at the Head of the Yangtze River"

I wish that the heart of the king is like my heart, and that I will not fail to fulfill my love for you. -- Li Zhiyi, "Bu San Zi - I Live at the Head of the Yangtze River"

I hate that your heart is not like the moon on the river, north and south, east and west, north and south, east and west, and that there is no parting but following each other. -- Lü Benzhong, "Cai Sang Zi - The Hateful Monarch is not like the Moon on the River Tower"

The beauty rolls up the pearl curtains, and sits y knitting her eyebrows. -- Li Bai, "Complaints"

The Qiang pipe is long and frosty, and people do not sleep, and the general's hair is white and the conscripts are in tears. -- Fan Zhongyan, "The Fisherman's Pride - Autumn Thoughts"

The heart of the spring is not ****ed with flowers, but with the thought of love! -- Li Shangyin "Untitled - Soughing East Wind and Fine Rain"

7.Poems about Love

In the sky, I would like to be a bird with two wings, and on the earth, I would like to be a branch with two branches. ---- The Song of Long Hatred by Bai Juyi

Wish to get a human heart, White Heads never part. ------------- The Song of White Heads by Zhuo Wenjun

Once the ocean is hard to be water, except Wu Shan is not cloud. ---- "Five Songs on Leaving Thoughts - Four of Them" by Yuan Zhen

Returning the pearl to the king, both tears hang down, hating the time when you are not married. ---- Zhang Ji (张籍)

The end of the world has its limits, but only lovesickness has no end. ---- "Jade Tower Spring - Spring Hate" by Yan Shu

I would like to be the wind of the southwest and pass into the bosom of the king. ------------- Cao Zhi, "The Moon on a High Floor"

The thought of love is like the depth of the sea, and old things are as far away as the sky. -------------- 《卜算子-答施》 乐婉

Flowers are drifting away from each other and the water is flowing away from them, one kind of lovesickness, two idle sorrows.