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What are the poems that express "Love can't be together"?

1, Wang Jiangnan, freshen up.

Tang dynasty: Wen

After washing, I boarded the river pavilion alone and leaned against the bar to stare at the river. Thousands of ships passed by, and no one expected to appear. Broken-hearted Baipingzhou.

After washing and grooming, I climbed the Wangjiang Tower alone, leaned against the post and stared at the surging river. Thousands of ships passed by, and none of the expected people appeared. The afterglow of the sun is lovingly sprinkled on the river, and the river flows slowly, and the yearning heart lingers on that Baipingzhou.

2. "butterfly lovers, hard work, the most compassionate."

Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

Hard work is the most regrettable thing about the bright moon. The past is like a ring, and it has become a sigh. If the moon finally comes out, I will not hesitate to be roasted by snow and ice.

Without that dust, the swallow is still there, said the soft curtain hook. After singing the autumn grave, I didn't rest, and the spring bush recognized the amphibious butterfly.

The most difficult and lovely thing is the bright moon in the sky. Only one night in January is a full moon like Yuhuan, and the rest of the time is like a broken jade Jue. If I can be as bright as the moon wheel all my life, I will give up the coolness like ice and snow to give you heat.

Unfortunately, the fate of human dust is easy to end, and the swallow is still standing on the curtain hook lightly. In autumn, I sang a song in front of your grave, but my sadness didn't decrease at all. How I wish I could play with you on the grass like a butterfly in spring.

3. Dream of the 20th day of the first month of Jiang.

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.

At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.

It's been ten years since I said goodbye to you, but it's still hard to forget. Lonely graves are thousands of miles away, and there is nowhere to tell the sadness in my heart.

Even if you meet me, I'm afraid you won't recognize me. Running around is dusty and icy. I went back to my hometown in my dream last night and saw you dressing in front of the mirror at the small window.

You and I are speechless, only tears fall thousands of lines. Supposedly, the grave mountain with the bright moon and small pine trees is where my wife is heartbroken every year.

4. "Two Poems by Shen Yuan"

Song dynasty: Lu you

On the city, the setting sun draws a corner to mourn, and the Shen Garden is not a revival pool platform.

Under the sad bridge, the spring waves are green, which used to be a stunning photo.

The dream is broken and fragrant for forty years, but the willow in Shenyuan doesn't blow cotton.

This body is a land of mountains and mountains, or a trace of death.

The horn painting on the wall seems to be wailing, and Shen Garden is no longer the original pool pavilion. The spring water under the sad bridge is still green, and I have seen her beautiful shadow floating here like a rainbow.

It has been more than forty years since her death, and the willow trees in Shenyuan are too old to talk about. I'm about to turn into a pile of dirt in Huiji Mountain, and I'm still here to mourn and cry.

5. "It was wrong to pick mulberry seeds."

Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

Now I know that I was wrong, and I feel very sad. Red tears stole down, full of spring breeze.

Knowing that there is no plan from now on, I still insist on a happy period. Don't be like this, all the pears fall and the moon goes west.

Now I know that I was wrong. My heart is sad and confused. My tears fall silently. I only see the spring breeze, but things are different. Later, I realized there was nothing I could do, but I said I'll see you later and left. Pear flower falls is finished, and the moon is already in the western sky.