If life is only like the first sight, the initial appearance of love is always the most beautiful. If we hadn't met, maybe all the years would have been just faint memories of dispensability; if we knew the end in the morning, how many people would dare to go on a long-awaited date?
Because of love, countless talented women and idiots in the world have left endless popular love poems. Ten poems about the first sight, nostalgic for the beauty of love at the first sight!
Lotus leaf cup - remember that year under the flowers
Don Wei Zhuang
I remember that year when I spent it, late at night, when I first met Xie Niang.
The west side of the water hall is painted with a curtain hanging down, hand in hand with the dark phase period.
Sorrow for the warbler remnants of the moon, parting, since then soundproof dust.
Nowadays, they are strangers, and there is no reason to see each other.
I remember that night that year, Xie Niang and I met for the first time under the flowers by the pond by the water. The curtain hangs low, and the hand in hand secretly agrees on the date of the meeting. Can't bear to part, and have to break up. Unconsciously, the moon is about to end, and the warblers of the morning have sounded. Broke up and lost news ever since. Now that they have all become foreigners, I am afraid that I will not have a chance to meet.
Jiang Chengzi
Five generations - Zhang Bi
Huanhua Creek saw Qingqing, her face was bright, and her eyebrows were light.
Green clouds are high, and small dragonflies are clustered with gold.
Well, did you ask him if he had come? And laughed: Mo Duo.
That day, at the Raccoon Creek in the spring, I met my lover you for the first time. How beautiful you were at that time: bright eyes, light eyebrows, high hair like green clouds, hair on the bun. Can't help but ask you, "Can you date me?" But you smiled mischievously, and lightly opened her lips and spat out a sentence: "Don't be sentimental."
He Ming Dynasty - Reminiscences of the first acquaintance between the flowers
Five generations - Ouyang Jiong
Reminiscing about the first acquaintance between the flowers, the red sleeves are half covered, and the makeup face is turned slightly.
Pomegranate skirt, so the slim jade finger is secretly twisted, double phoenix gold thread.
Bi Wutong locks deep courtyard, who expected two feelings, when to teach the strings?
Envy spring came to the double swallow, flew to the jade building, and met at dusk.
Day and Night Music - Cave House remembers the first encounter
Song-Liu Yong
The cave house remembers the first encounter. They only meet and grow together.
When the small meeting will be happy, it will become a parting affair.
In the case of the twilight of spring, the eyes are full of flowers and flowers.
Fear the good scenery, go home with Yi.
I remember the cave scene when we first met, and I just wanted to be together forever. Who knew that the short meeting would turn into the last love before the separation, and it happened to be in the twilight of the shan. Facing the fluttering willows, he panicked in his heart that this beautiful spring light would all be dissipated with his departure.
Linjiang Xiandou grass steps before the first sight
Song-Yan a few words
The first sight before the grass steps, the needle upstairs was once met.
Luo skirt incense dew jade wind.
The makeup is green and the face is pink.
The flowing water will drift away with the spring, and the clouds will eventually be with whom.
Drunken long hate Jinping empty.
Looking for the road in their dreams, flying rain falls in the flowers.
The first time we met you was when we were fighting grass with your female companion at the front of the stairs, and we met again when tanabata you were upstairs with the female companion through the needle. When fighting grass, your skirt is covered with dew, and the jade on your head trembles slightly in the wind. At the time of Tanabata, I only saw that she was dressed up beautifully, her eyebrows were full of Cui Dai, and her face was even more shy.
Unexpectedly, the Chinese years were like water, and the Iraqis did not know where they had gone, nor did they know who they were attached to. Whenever I wake up late at night, I always feel that the screen is empty, and my heart can no longer be filled. You can only trek through mountains and rivers in the dreams of spring rain and flowers, and search hard.
Drunken whiplash
Song-Zhang Xian
Double butterfly embroidered Luo skirt, East Pond Feast, first meeting.
Vermilion powder is not deep and even, idle flowers are light spring.
Look closely at everything well, everyone is humane, willow waist.
Yesterday was chaotic, and when I came, I was dressed in clouds.
The first time I saw you at a banquet in Chidong, I was wearing a luo skirt embroidered with double butterflies. The delicate face is only painted with a faint white powder, just like a wild flower, idyllic and elegantly bathed in fragrant spring. Look carefully, you are really perfect, everyone praises your willow-like waist. Didn't you come last night from the depths of Wushan Mountain? Because when you came, your clothes were like floating white clouds.
Drunken Taoyuan - the blue sky is like the water moon like eyebrows
Song-Qin Guan
The blue sky is like the water moon, and the silver at the head of the city is leaking late.
Green wave wind animation ship shift, shy when first seen.
The silver candle is dark, the green curtain is hanging, and the two hearts are self-aware.
Chu Tai's soul broke Xiao Yunfei, and it was difficult to renew the joy.
Butterfly Love Flower - A pinch of the waist after the first sight
Song -Fang Qianli
After the first sight of the waist. Just like Lou Ting, fifteen Tibetan Zhu Mu.
Spring is annoyingly strong against wine. The anterior veins of the wind are beckoning.
Dai dye eyebrow moth green. Graceful and idle, since it is a boudoir show.
It is a pity that the years will turn the same. The girl's stage is still spring.
Huan Xi Yarn - First Sight
Qing-Huang Yong
He once went up to the top of Pong Mountain. Yao Ji smiled and greeted each other.
Xiang skirt scissors and socks.
In this life, Fang's name is Zhi Lang Yu, and the previous small characters are double.
Strange Lang called Qingqing.
Partridge Day - Yesterday I remembered the time when Qin Shan first met
Modern - Zhu Shenghao
Yesterday I recalled the time when Qin Shan first saw it. Very delicate and very stupid.
The side of the table style Wu Nong language, the bottom of the pen is slender and childish poetry.
The intersection is still shallow, and the intention is to move first. Ordinary life mood sue Junzhi.
The flying flowers passed by the water at first unintentionally, but Nai Nai was not self-sustaining.