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Verses about Chinese Valentine's Day Ancient Poems

Ancient poems about Chinese Valentine's Day:

1. Ancient meaning (Tang Dynasty) Meng Jiao

Vega by the river,

Morning Cowherd by the river.

We have not yet crossed Qingqian,

looking at each other relatively far away.

2. Xingxiangzi (Song Dynasty) Li Qingzhao

The cicadas are singing in the grass, and the parasol trees are frightened.

The world is full of sorrow, and the sky is full of sorrow.

The clouds and the moon are covered with thousands of layers of locks.

We come and go, but we never meet.

A magpie rides on a star bridge, we only see each other after many years.

If you want to leave love, don’t hate it and be poor.

The morning glory and the weaver girl are nothing but Li Zhong.

It will be sunny, rainy and windy.

3. The Fairy of Magpie Bridge·Qixi Festival (Song Dynasty) Su Shi

The Fairy of Gou Mountain is clear and clear, but she does not follow the example of a stupid girl. The sound of the phoenix flute breaks through the bright moon, and when people raise their hands to thank them, they are about to leave.

Kecha once made a mistake, the waves of the Milky Way are still carrying the wind, sea and rain. Meeting and getting drunk is the front edge, where will the wind and rain dissipate and drift away?

4. The Immortal of Magpie Bridge (Song Dynasty) Qin Guan

The fine clouds make tricks, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver and Han people cross the vast distance in secret.

As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will defeat countless people in the world.

Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, and I can’t bear to look at the magpie bridge on my way back!

If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night?

5. Magpie Bridge Immortal (Song Dynasty) Fan Chengda

On a good night with two stars, he is lazy in farming and weaving, so he should be jealous of all the immortals.

Sister Juanjuan Yue’s eyebrows are full of frowns, and she has no choice but to be blown by the wind.

Meet each other in a hurry, argue as if we have never seen each other, and stir up the mood of separation again.

New happiness does not reduce old sorrows, but returns with new sorrows.