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Three love poems in the Lantern Festival, poignant and romantic!

Three love poems in the Lantern Festival, poignant and romantic!

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Birth Chazi New Year's Eve

Ouyang Xiu

On New Year's Eve last year, the flower market was lit up like day.

The moon is on the willow tip, and the person is about after dusk.

On New Year's Eve this year, the moon and lights are still there.

I didn't see last year's people, and I was full of tears in my spring shirt sleeves.

(Full of one work wet)

On the night of the Lantern Festival, the flower lanterns are flickering, the lights are brilliant, and the street market is bustling.

The moon is like water, sprinkling all over the world, and the moon in the sky and the lights on the earth are opposite, giving birth to ten thousand kinds of tenderness, just like that date.

In the soft twilight, the shadows are stretched by the sunset until they meet together, you have me, I have you, fantasizing about never separating.

This season, I didn't miss the flowering period, thinking that I wouldn't miss you. Whoever promises that the world is impermanent, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult for people to form pairs, and how much desolation is left when they think of the past.

Three love poems in the Lantern Festival, poignant and romantic!

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Qingyu case · New Year's Eve

Xin abandons the disease

The east wind blooms a thousand trees at night, blowing down, and the stars are like rain.

BMW carved car fragrant road.

The phoenix sounded, the jade pot turned, and the fish and dragon danced overnight.

Moth snow willow golden wisps, laughter full of dark incense.

The multitudes looked for him a thousand times.

Suddenly looking back, the man was there, and the lights were dimmed.

The list of lanterns, the amorous bright moon, the brilliant fireworks... Intertwined into the New Year's Eve, those dazzling teams of beautiful women, it turned out that they were just the foil of the Yi people.

Without the Yi people, all the beauty would be useless. It's a bit like "Out of the East Gate", he said: "Out of the East Gate, there are women like clouds." Although it is like a cloud. Bandit me. Dress up and talk about my staff. ”

Countless flower-like beauties were not what he cared about, and all he thought about day and night was the simple plain-clothed woman.

The crowd looked for him a thousand times, and looked back, but the man was there, and the lights were dimmed.

Three love poems in the Lantern Festival, poignant and romantic!

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Partridge Day, New Year's Eve has a dream

Ginger

The endless period of fertile water flowing eastward, did not fit the species at the beginning.

In the dream, he did not see Dan Qing, and in the dark he suddenly startled the mountain birds to cry.

Spring is not green, sideburns are silky, and the human world is not sad for a long time.

Who taught the years of the Red Lotus Night, the two places of chanting are known to each other.

When Jiang Fu traveled as a teenager, he met a pair of sisters in Hefei, Anhui Province, and fell in love with one of them. Jiang Fu paid her a lifetime of deep affection, how could Providence make people, and people who loved each other could not stay together for a lifetime. He was tied up in this affair for the rest of his life, entangled all his life.

When the fat water flows east, when it does not flow endlessly, it is like the endless thoughts and pains of "I".

The acacia seeds planted when I was young have grown over time to become an acacia tree. Now that I think about it, I really shouldn't have planted that love affair in the first place.

"I" missed her all the time and finally saw her in my dream. However, the dream is confused, "I" can't see her face clearly, and even feel that it is not as real as her in the painting.

The good dream did not last long, and I was awakened by the chirping of mountain birds. When you wake up in a dream, nothing is wrong.

Parting brings pain to people, and with the passage of time, this pain continues to accumulate, and the heart of the person is constantly destroyed, and over time, the human spirit becomes somewhat dull and numb, as if the pain is diluted by time. At this time, when I remember the pain of parting, I am not as sad as before. Don't be sad for a long time.

New Year's Eve Night,

Be sure to go out for a walk,

Maybe there will be a beautiful encounter

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