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What good love poems have you read?
The best love poem I have ever read is Your Name.

1. The sea dream is long, and I am also concerned about you. If Nanfeng knows how I feel, please blow my dream to Puxi Island.

This poem is from Xizhou Qu in the Southern and Northern Dynasties. The poem means that the sea is as long as a dream, and I am sad when you are sad. If Nanfeng knows how I feel, please blow my dream to Xizhou to see you. The poem describes the heroine's broken plum branch, which evokes memories of meeting under the plum tree in Xizhou in the past, because I miss my lover and want to go to Xizhou's delicate feelings.

There are trees on the mountain and branches on the wood. I don't know whether I like you or not.

This poem comes from the song of Yue people in the pre-Qin period, eulogizing the beautiful feelings of friendship between nobles and laborers and singing the deep and sincere love of Yue people for Xi. There are trees on the mountain, trees have branches, and I am humble. I am very excited to know the prince and him, but I like you in my heart, but you don't know it.

3. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There was nothing I could do to eliminate this situation, and then I frowned and took it to heart.

This poem is from Li Qingzhao's A Piece of Plum, Fragrant Lotus Root and Residual Jade. Pour out the pain of lovesickness, don't worry, it's just a word. This is the next film, where the fallen flowers fall alone and the running water flows alone. We all miss each other, but we can't talk to each other, so we have to be unhappy alone. I can't let go of this lovesickness. It just disappeared from the brow of the arm and wrapped around my heart.

I give my heart to the moon, and the moon shines on the ditch.

This poem comes from the brilliant story of pipa in Yuan Dynasty, which means that I am kind to you, but you are cold and ungrateful. I wrote down the pain that my sincere efforts were not rewarded and respected.

5. Sauvignon Blanc is like a memory, and short acacia is infinite. If I had known that acacia was tied in my heart like this, it would not be like you didn't know.

This poem comes from Li Bai's Autumn Wind Poetry, which means: Forever lovesickness is always a memory, but short lovesickness is endless. If I had known that acacia was so entangled in my heart, I might as well have never met each other.

6. I don't regret that my belt has widened, which makes people haggard for Iraq.

This poem is from Liu Yong's Dead Hua Lian, which is one of his most classic works. The last two sentences in the poem are listed as the second realm of life by Wang Guowei. I don't regret your belt widening. You are worthy of my haggard.

7. The water pattern is precious and thoughtful, and the ceremony of a thousand miles is closed overnight. From then on, there is no good night, let him go down to the west wing in the bright moon.

This poem comes from Li Yi's Writing Love in the Tang Dynasty. The title of the poem is "Writing Love", much like writing about the painful feelings of lovers after they stand up. I wrote this poem that night, lying on a beautiful bamboo mat, full of thoughts, unable to calm down for a long time. The long-awaited date with my lover fell through tonight. From now on, I have no interest in enjoying the beautiful scenery, even if the moon doesn't go down to the west wing.

8. Do you know how much you miss linglong dice Ann Monkey Bean?

This poem comes from two newly added words in Tang Dynasty. The poem means that the red dot on the beautifully made dice, like the most lovesick red bean, goes deep into the bone marrow to express my deep love for you. Do you know that?/You know what? The women's love for a long time, the difficulty of meeting, and the depth of lovesickness are vividly expressed.

9. There is a kind of beauty that I will never forget. I want to go crazy if I can't see you for a day. The phoenix flies high, and the four seas seek to burn. Helpless beauty, not in the east wall.

This poem was written by Sima Xiangru in the Han Dynasty, and the love story of Zhuo Wenjun and Sima Xiangru has been passed down as an eternal story. There is a beautiful woman, I can't forget her appearance. I don't see her for a day, and I feel crazy. I am like a phoenix flying high in the sky, looking for phoenixes all over the world. Unfortunately, the beauty is not near the East Wall. Emotional expression is bold and enthusiastic.