Classical Chinese replaces love.

1. Classical Chinese sentences or ancient poems about love. Beautiful ancient poetry. I would like to know you, the mountains have no edges, and heaven and earth are in harmony, but I dare to be with you! I am full of thinking that if I marry a person with a heart, I can love each other and be happy forever.

Han; Zhuo Wenjun's "Ballad of a White Head" won't die, but he would rather be a mandarin duck than a fairy. Tang; Lu Although I don't have the wings of a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of a unicorn.

Tang; Li Shangyin's Untitled said, we hope to fly in the sky, two birds will become one and grow together on the ground, and the two branches of a tree ... the earth will last forever, and the sky will last forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever! Tang; Bai Juyi's "Song of Eternal Sorrow" was long before I met her, but it was longer than when we parted. The east wind started and a hundred flowers blossomed.

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. Tang; Li Shangyin's Untitled Once the sea was difficult for water, but it was amber forever.

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. Tang; Yuan Zhen's "From Thinking" is sunny in the east and rainy in the west.

Tang; Liu Yuxi's "Zhi Zhu Ci" must the human heart bloom in spring like other flowers? Even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? . Tang; Li Shangyin's "Untitled" candle was thoughtful and left, crying for others until dawn.

Tang; Du Mu's Farewell When those red berries come in spring, they blush on your southern branches. May you bear more pain as a symbol of our love.

Wang Wei's "Acacia" flowers can be folded straight, don't wait for no flowers to fold! Du Qiuniang's Witch Hazel in the Tang Dynasty is fragrant and heartbroken. Li Bai's "Qing Ping Er Diao" gradually became wider and wider without regret, which made people haggard for Iraq.

Song; Liu Yong's Fengqitong has become empty and still like a dream. Li Yu's "Midnight Song * How Can I Avoid the Sorrow of Life" knows what I mean, and I feel sorry for you. I have to ask for it! Li Yu's "More Leaking Golden Birds" is on the head of Liu, and people are about after dusk.

Zhu's Hawthorn meets each other, but it seems heartless. When Sima Guang's Xijiang Moon was poor, there was only endless acacia.

In "Spring on the Jade Tower", the sky is not old, the heart is like a double screen, and there is a Qian Qian knot in it. "Chitose" Zhang Sheng held hands and looked at each other with tears in his eyes, but he was speechless and choked up.

Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only.

Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together? ! Liu Yong's Yulinling takes flowers from Shui Piao to water. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.

There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind. Looking around, lonely and sad.

This time, what a sad sentence? "Slow voice" went to the west wing without saying a word. The moon is like a hook.

Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn. Keep cutting.

The reason is still chaos. It's sadness.

It's not just the general taste. How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward.

Yu Meiren, a moment that should last forever, had come and gone before I knew it. Li Shangyin's "Jinse" has lived and died for ten years, and I will never forget it.

Xiao Xuan window, dress up, silently care for each other, only a thousand lines of tears. Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi" looked for him in the crowd, and suddenly looked back, but the man was there, with dim lights.

Xin Qiji's "Qingyun Case * Yuanxi" is tender as water and courteous as a dream. If two people have a long relationship, they won't go to court.

Qin Guan's "Queqiao" will not miss you all his life, but it will miss you and hurt you. Xu Yuan's Rethinking of "The Moon Song * Chun Qing" is affectionate and hateful since ancient times, and the source of good dreams is the easiest to wake up.

Clear; Shi Qing's The Story of the Lost Stream is not attractive, but beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Huang Ming's "Hangzhou Folk Poetry Collection" is full of acacia red beans and spring flowers are full of paintings.

Cao Xueqin's Dream of Red Mansions said that under the acacia tree, Silang hated Xiaomin. Republic of China; Liang Qichao thought about it several times and would rather miss it! Hu Shi has been infatuated since ancient times, and this hatred has nothing to do with romantic affairs.

Song; Ouyang Xiu's "Spring in the Jade House" Hey! What is love in the world? Teach people life and death! Life is precious, love is more expensive! The ancients cloud holds your hand and grows old with your son! Acacia stayed up all night, laughing and asking where there is in the world, looking forward to meeting each other. Laugh and watch life go on forever.

Don't ask each other every time you meet, don't be sad and don't cry, leave this poem secretly. Everyone has joys and sorrows.

Wang Wei of Acacia When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches? People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention. Looking at the moon, thinking of a distant person, Zhang Jiuling, the moon, is now full on the sea, illuminating the whole heaven and bringing the long consideration of the night to the separated heart. Although I blew out the candle, it was not dark, although I put on my coat, it was not warm. I can't bear to give it myself, but I still sleep in my dream. The autumn wind ci Li Bai, the autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and Western jackdaw is surprised again.

It's embarrassing to meet each other on blind dates; When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time. If I had known this, I didn't know him at the beginning. Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny.

Liu Yuxi's bamboo ci is full of peach blossoms, and the spring water in Shu hits the mountain stream. A girl saw it and thought that her husband's love was as fleeting as this peach blossom, and infinite sadness was like this endless river of water.

The swallow tower is upstairs, accompanied by a broken lamp and dawn frost, and a lonely person gets up from a acacia tree. How much is acacia? The ends of the earth are not long.

Jinse Li Shangyin I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each of which has a flower-like interval. In daydreaming, Zhuangzi, a saint of youth, was bewitched by butterflies, and the king's longing for love cried in the cuckoo, and the mermaid cried pearl-like tears in the moon-green sea. The blue fields breathed their jadeite to the sun, and the moment that should have lasted forever came and gone unconsciously. Untitled Li Shangyin came with empty words. It was already five o'clock in the month. Although the dream is far away, it is difficult to cry, and the book advises no ink. Wax shines on half a cage of golden jade, and musk embroiders hibiscus slightly. Liu Lang hates Pengshan, which is ten thousand times heavier than Pengshan. Untitled Li Shangyin hangs the curtain again. The Wushan goddess of Chu was originally a dream; Qingxi is the residence of my sister-in-law, and there is no lang here.

Storms make nut horns ecstasy, and the moon dew sweetens cinnamon leaves? Although fully aware of lovesickness, there is no good health; I am infatuated with it to the end and fall in love for life. Untitled Li Shangyin I have known her for a long time, and we have been apart for a long time. Spring silkworms die, and candles burn every night. When I see clouds change in the morning mirror, I dare to sing Pengshan at night. Oh, Jade Bird, listen! -Give me what she said! Untitled Li Shangyin, the star last night and the wind last night, Guitangdong on the west side of the painting building, have no wings for Cai Feng to fly, and are connected with the heart. Separated from the seat, the spring wine is warm and the wax lamp is red.

Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind. Li Shangyin, who traveled alone in Qujiang in late autumn, hated being born in the spring when lotus leaves were born, and in the autumn when lotus leaves were withered. Knowing that he had been in love for a long time, he was disappointed with the sound of the river at Wangjiangtou.

Mr. Li Shangyin's "A Note to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night" asked about the untimely return date, and the rain rose to Qiuchi in the evening. Why do you want to cut the candles in the west window together, but when it rains late? When we left Yuan Zhen, the water was very sad, and forever amber was too lazy to look back at the flowers. Cultivating a monk is half fate and half fate. The topic is that last year, Cuihu, the capital of Chengnan Zhuang, was at this gate, and peach blossoms set each other off. Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.

Farewell to Du Mu is sentimental but always seems heartless, but he can't laugh at what he looked like before he was born. Candles say goodbye kindly and cry for others until dawn. In my dream, I sent Zhang Bi Xie Guren, and the small corridor turned askew. Affectionate and only spring.

2. Ancient prose or long poems describing love. Hu Modern Poems recommend modern poems, which are beautiful. I hope you will like them:

Always remember you.

Pretend to be happy every time I see you.

I'm afraid that time is too boring to kill my memory.

When I woke up, I mistakenly thought that you were close at hand and never left.

Your beauty is fixed at the age of twenty-four.

All kinds of handsome photography postures are fascinating.

Thousands of cute expressions explain your angelic naughty.

Like a child, you use Lolita to interpret flowers.

Like an old woman, your vicissitudes make you cry.

Maybe it's an elf that hurts your eccentricity and mystery.

Can I write you a hundred love poems without permission?

By the eighty-eighth stage, I was breathless with pain.

Beauty is like a cloud, who can easily replace you?

Before the green plum, the green plum withered and the fragrance overflowed.

If you don't see a bamboo horse, you will grow old and miss Wan Li.

From then on, everyone I fell in love with looked like you.

You cried, how can a woman like the wind be remembered?

Look, how thoroughly you won.

I will always remember you, humming a love song alone.

3. What ancient prose can be replaced by a lifetime?

For example, because of a sigh, I said, "I don't know how much I will spend in my life!" " "("Shi Shuo Xin Yu Liang Ya ") First, for example, Wen Zhong said," Although it can't stop the Ming Dynasty, it is enough to reflect Jiuquan. "

Life is like a blink of an eye, so why bother yourself! (Shi Ji Li Hou Shi Jia) The end of life. For example, when Zhao Yao replaced Zhou Chang as an ancient consultant, the collapse of Gaozu was the last thing for Huidi.

Shi Xie stayed in South Vietnam and enjoyed peace all his life. (Biography of the Three Kingdoms, Wu Shusi, Lu You, Taishi Ci and Shi Xie) Lifelong.

For example, you are knowledgeable, remember as soon as you hear it, and never forget it as soon as you meet it. (Song Yi Kang Chuan, Volume 28) Lifelong.

For example, is it inappropriate for three masters to be confused and not to die? ("Historical Records of the First Qin Emperor") Wen Zi heard of it, and he never listened to harps and harps for life. (Historical Records Wu Taibo Family) Throughout his life.

For example, the ancients ruled for a lifetime, and now they have a few months of leisure. (Selected Three Manuscripts of the Eighty-three Dynasties in Qing Dynasty) Diary introspects all her life and makes unremitting efforts.

(Biography of the Clear Draft, Volume 178).