Friday, March 25, 2011

China's most beautiful collection of love poems ten

 One, You regret that I was born late, I hate early born.
I was not born when I was born old. Henbu students at the same time, a good day and the king.
not there when I was born, when I was born old. I am far away from you, so distant from me.
not there when I was born, when I was born old. Enjoy our time together grass habitat.

II, Do not you see day thinking Jun, drink from the Yangtze River water.
when this water off, Cihen when it has been. Jun heart like only wish my heart, will live up to Acacia meaning.

Third, Turkmenistan canal city, I alone southbound.
from the Sun Zizhong, Ping Chen and Song. I do not go, worry about a sad.
Yuan Yuan at home? Yuan lose his horse? In view of? Under the forest.
wide and death deed, and the child into that. Your hand, old age together.
wide sigh Come on, do not I live Xi. Xun sigh Come on, do not I believe in Xi.

four,
mountains have been worn, the rivers have dried up, thunderstorms, snow in summer, of Heaven, and the king is never dare!

Five, Quite different thousand years, all in the Tian Ya.
resistance and long road, to meet safety and be seen. Humayun by the north wind, the more the nest Nanzhi.
stray far from date, belt she date delay. Clouds cover the day, despite wandering back.
Sijun people live, suddenly late. Wu Fu Road, abandoned to donate, to increase meal.

six, Jinfeng Yu Lu a reunion, but it wins, numerous world.
gentle enough, wedding day a dream, bear care 鹊桥 return! two conditions if a long long time, a blessing in, day and night!

seven, br> ask the world what is love, direct teaching Shengsixiangxu. Flying off
different places, the old wing back a few years of business.
Huan fun, parting hard, to the more crazy children. Jun
should language, vague Miles stratus, Qianshan twilight snow, only to who is going to affect.
Wang Fen Road, Flute and Drum lonely year, along dirt still ping Chu. Evocation
some what rude and Chu, Shangui dark rain cry.
days are jealous, not the letter with, Yinger swallow all loess.
ages eternal, as the left Poet, Poets swig, visit Yan Qiu.

eight,
miles solitary graves, Nowhere bleak. Meet should not even know, dust sounded, coming from the frost. You Meng
night comes suddenly and return home, Hsiao Hsuan windows, is grooming.
the same care for silence, only tears of thousands of lines. Material was heartbroken at the middle, moon night, a short Matsuoka.

Nine, Recalling a third-flowers lazy, half-half margin jun margin of monasticism.

ten, Light grass smoke sunset glow, the silent who will lean on a railing meaning.
to propose the sparse graph of a mad drunk, wine and song, strong music also tasteless. Wide pine does not regret the end, to eliminate the Iraqi people were emaciated.

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