Qixi poem

In study, work and even life, everyone has collected poems that impressed him deeply. Poetry has the characteristics of harmonious phonology, distinct rhythm and catchy mouth. So what kind of poetry is classic? The following are my carefully arranged poems about Tanabata for reference only. Welcome to reading.

The poem about Tanabata 1 is like waiting for you all your life.

Will be like the petals of this crying blood

Be gently removed

Then there is the random ravages.

So, the agreement 500 years ago

Why do you still grow in your dreams?

Snow can't drip water.

Because it has been blocked by the cold of time.

Flowers make no honey.

This is because the worry about pulp comes early in the frost season.

I can't draw the trajectory of geese flying over.

Because the spring with dreams is long gone.

It is rainy in July.

My vines climbed the highest courtyard wall early.

Can see passers-by

From east to west

The full stop when the moon sets is not necessarily perfect.

Where you have been.

It is also a broken curve.

The wind dried the candle lamp.

Bamboo strung together a broken summer.

An agreement reached thousands of years ago

Tanabata night is also true and illusory.

Sad leaves were scattered by raindrops.

The end of the tree is not forever.

Tanabata Poetry 2 Tanabata Moon

Miss, lady

Boiled curved boat

masterly

Swaying in the vast night sky

Tears glistened all over the floor.

The wind is soft in my heart.

Blow up your tenderness

So lonely and beautiful

The stars are twinkling.

Make people miss you.

Crane shadow on the edge

fly round and round

The night is so charming

Sleepless, smart and ethereal in your article

Imagine the beautiful picture of you sitting at your desk.

Watch your hands.

There is a song "Mountains and Rivers" in the distance.

I can't refuse.

Your warmth is like jade.

meteor shower

Separated by a long acacia

I look forward to the end of the Yellow River.

You walked in wearing flowing clothes.

Hehuating

Tea is light and comfortable.

Graceful and graceful flowers are your word order

Your lips are slightly open.

Reveal a piece of paper

The fragrance becomes fragrance.

I love Chinese cabbage in front of the screen.

Green in the light rain,

Beginning of autumn that day,

You plant them in rows.

I like the morning glory on the east wing wall.

Climb into the room,

The flowers are in bloom,

You are the one who woke me up by blowing the horn.

I like those clothes on the clothesline in my yard.

Dripping with water,

You rub them, you wash them,

Let the sun incense them.

I only have half an acre of land,

A cow,

A fairy like you,

But gave birth to it for me on the hot kang.

Poem about Qixi 4 Fragments of memory,

Like clouds on the horizon,

If you don't think about it, it floats on its own.

Kiss the sadness in the depths of the soul.

Last year's tanabata,

Before you look at the screen alone,

The soul is thousands of miles away,

Fingertip pop-up:

Life without you is like a cup of bitter coffee.

Today is Tanabata,

You are like a kite with a broken thread.

Get out of my sight,

I am in pain, wandering, haggard and insomnia.

Trying to piece together broken tender feelings and sew them together,

however

Love is gone.

The whispers that used to haunt my ears,

Teared to pieces by witches,

Throw it into the wind,

I can't catch a trace anymore.

Your beautiful singing accompanied me to sleep,

As soon as you touch the eardrum,

My heart twitched and trembled,

Heartbroken tears,

Fill your heart.

Think about carefully woven gifts,

More worrying.

Deep love is intertwined,

But turned into ice skates and frost swords,

Will be a stupid heart,

Stabbed by blood and tears,

The pain is unbearable.

Love,

This is a season,

I got wet all day,

On the other hand,

calmly

Go resolutely.

Poem 5 I about Tanabata

Not cowherd

were it not for

Lonely cave

The clear shadow of the bridge under the moon

Wave after wave

turbulent

A heart like a cowherd.

Drop blood meditation.

No cowherd is better than cowherd.

you

Not a weaver girl

were it not for

On the long bridge

Eye light of the constellation of tears

drop by drop

Tick tock tick tock

A dream like a weaver girl.

The pulse is speechless.

No, the weaver girl is better than the weaver girl.

I lost my soul on Tanabata.

Life has failed.

Lost Love

Accompany with loneliness

Without you, I have no language.

Trying to find it for more than 30 years.

Finally moved to heaven

Meet you online.

Tears wet the keyboard.

My heart flies to you.

What is lost may never be found back.

It's just that I'm young and ignorant, and I don't have the courage to confess.

Now you have him.

I bear all the loneliness alone.

I feel all the loneliness alone.

You have a life.

How can I have the heart to disturb your calm heart?

I taste all the memories alone.

I didn't accidentally touch your heart.

It's just that the facts are irresistible.

I don't have Li Bai's talent

Without Qiong Yao's delicate feelings.

Not to mention Sanmao's sadness and romance.

I just want to see more than 30 years ago with my true feelings.

The soul stays in your place

I didn't remember some words when I picked up the pen.

I won't please you with flowery words.

Don't confuse your pure heart with sweet words.

Maybe we can't be together in this life.

We must make up for it in the next life.

This encounter from the internet, I can't get over it for a long time.

Because waiting

It has accumulated too much. ......

Love one's life.

Win countless scenery in the world

Let anyone put this tear

Lonely heart

It is a kind of fate.

Acacia remains the same.

I want to go to your place to see my lost soul.

Poem 7 on Qixi Festival This is a beautiful country.

Live in happiness and pain.

originally

over there

How helpless I am

How painful it is

then

I got happiness.

I began to feel satisfied with my life.

because

Because it's not far from me

Your new house won't stand.

You neglected your family. opposition

Meet me all the way.

I am very touched.

be moved to tears

you said

You know I have nothing now.

Know that I'm not perfect

But loving your heart is enough.

You also said.

Come with me.

At least you can

You can snuggle up in your warm arms.

Will have a pair of hands

When you are tired

Beat your back

at that time

I'm very happy.

because of you

You are me.

The greatest satisfaction

regrettable

Tanabata this year

Ended my happiness

Chinese Valentine's Day; Qixi Festival

You met him.

you said

Our meeting

This is a mistake.

It's time to end.

You're gone

I can't believe I walked so easily.

Never look back.

You and he

Go to yours.

Belong to your country

Watching you hold hands.

Get out of the back

I'm so touched.

I was moved to tears.

I was moved to admit defeat.

the original

Your initial oath

It's absolutely

the original

Just for you to love me.

This is just your bet.

Give as much as I can

In exchange for your indifference

Once so in love.

Now it's like a stranger

Chinese Valentine's Day; Qixi Festival

Ended my happiness

It ended my life.

Chinese Valentine's Day; Qixi Festival

But it started. You guys.

Your honeymoon trip

once

I'm confused.

Actually, it tastes very relaxed.

Drink the poison you poisoned.

Let me heart and soul

Let me be dead set

await instructions

But now,

You love each other so much.

This should be

What a painful understanding.

Chinese Valentine's Day; Qixi Festival

Actually ended my happiness.

It ended my life.

I finally understand.

I'm so incompetent

Can't let go of your heart

Be deeply attracted

Chinese Valentine's Day; Qixi Festival

Ended my happiness

Chinese Valentine's Day; Qixi Festival

What a painful understanding.

Never give again

Don't care anymore

I

I'd rather be proud and lonely.

No more

There are no more excessive demands

Happiness loved by you

Chinese Valentine's Day; Qixi Festival

Ended my happiness

It ended my life.

I hope there are lovers in the world.

Jack should have Jill.

The eighth poem about Tanabata was written into this poem.

Every time I look at those autumn poems

There is a moist smile.

Light a red candle at night

Take care of the daily necessities for me.

Filled with peace and tranquility.

Vegetables, fruits and clean rice

Green and nutrition in smoke.

I know

Cooking in a pot is a boiling life.

Eating it in your stomach is a salty and sweet day.

The same pots and pans

Different bitter and spicy tastes

Perhaps Love

It's an ordinary green.

Under the care of his wife, he has plenty of food and clothing.

Feed the home that is not wet by the rain of Qixi.

Qixi Poetry Festival 9- 1

Just one night.

My eyes are insomnia.

Just to watch the night

Sleeping stars

two

I wrote it to myself.

But scattered in the moment of looking back

Carelessness/carelessness/carelessness

Draw it on your eyes.

three

I want to close it.

Stars outside the window

Just to make the moon more beautiful.

If necessary

I picked up my pen.

four

All the beauty

Are they all so beautiful?

Just like tonight.

All the best wishes in the world.

In fact, this is a deduction.

A heavenly separation

five

I cover your breath.

Turn off the night

On this night

Stop looking at the scenery outside the window.

Poem about Tanabata 10 (1)

Natural solution

The night is hazy.

A thin moon bends like a hook.

cold-caused ailment

Bird destination

Xinghe Xi que Du Fei

Weaver Girl in the East and Lang in the West

Look forward to crossing the river in a year

A girl in blue

As gentle as water-deeply attached

I feel very happy and drunk today.

dear

Holding hands in dreams

Every night is pitiful.

Cowherd and blind date

1. Don't spend the year-end irregularly.

The wind said

The Milky Way counts the stars every night.

Count the stars to meet.

The wise man said

Galactic stars 200 billion

I can't count three.

dear

I'm counting the stars waiting for you

Not for a hundred years.

Ten thousand years, then.

(2)

You are the seventh day of July, and I am the seventh day.

We are destined to be on this day

Time flies, and the silver man is drifting away.

Follow you from generation to generation and never give up.

Today, so many flowers are in full bloom

Magpies and flowers surround us, and the river flows slowly.

Every voice is an ode and a blessing to true love.

Every movement is a caress and a sweet hug.

My love for you has never changed.

Please don't say that you and I are in the end of the world.

Our hearts are angels with wings.

What's more, there are magpie bridges flying over.

Loving you is the happiness of my life and the virtue of my previous life.

Hold your hand and walk through spring, summer, autumn and winter.

This is not just a dream that shouts to you a thousand times.

Naive childhood poems about Qixi 1 1

On this day every year.

I always liked it.

Hide under the green grape trellis

Listen to the whispers from Tianhe

Autumn insects are singing sad songs.

Except for the rustling of green leaves in the wind

I can't hear any long sighs.

A sparkling river bank

Reflect the lingering tears in each other's arms

Cold Dew

Soak my dry eyes

The melancholy in my heart

Magpie drunk

Maybe it is fatigue and insomnia.

Drowning the joy of meeting.

Let that green leaf

Wrapped in a lucid dream

There are so many stars in the sky.

Please don't wink naughty.

Because of the short tomorrow

It is necessary to insert trembling wings.

You really don't know?

Helpless turned and left.

This is not my wish.

Years have yellowed the old calendar.

On this day this year.

I won't hide under a crooked bridge.

Search in vain

Magpie feathers floated in the sky.

The ups and downs of the world.

Roses with thorns are dyed red.

Sometimes I really don't want to grow up.

I also want to go back to yesterday when we met.

You can pull the meteor's tail absurdly.

Turn into a stubborn stone

Into the waves.

Stir up a small crystal pearl

Fly like a cloud on the weaver girl's black hair

And then spread around the world.

Let lovers miss each other

Envy Sister Sa Ciki's eternal loneliness.

But I can't change it.

This heartless fate

Even if you sing.

I can't move my cold eyes.

In the helpless years.

Only the monotonous sound of the engine pivot

Spin between heaven and earth

Slender and thin

Pull up the silk that Yue Lao deliberately broke.

Put a cavity of bitter water

Weave a gorgeous brocade

Break through the dark blockade

Before the new dawn comes.

Full of love

Cut out the most beautiful piece

Cut into a soft cloud dress

Put on young green hills.

Another day, the stars moved.

I will swim across the galaxy, too.

Not to find out.

Just greedy search

The sweetness of that day

Lonely night

Is there still running water?

Is it just me?

Keep half a red candle

Tears silently until sunrise.

A numb soul

Never beg

That is very creative.

Let the pale lips

Clutching clumsily

The impending extinction

Spit out the last roll.

Put the helpless thoughts of Tanabata

Gone with the Wind

Poems about Tanabata 12 Weaving clouds and stars skillfully. The cow plowed until dawn. The moon is full of happiness. Spoony will be kissed tonight. Long-cherished wish and the number of courtesy magpies.

Gold one. Silver beads are like water. Why don't you leave for thousands of years? Invisible rivers and seas are in the hearts of mortals! Morality and lovesickness accompany you.

Worried about words and papers. Back to Southern Yan. The term of the contract is * * * months. Ancient and modern bridges seem to be the same. Good dreams are short-lived, but after a thousand years.

Yan Shu refers to the key. Gege photoelectric couple Kirin Pingyue. Ancient and modern bridges are different. How can it be compared with the eyes of magpie bridge?

The poem about Tanabata 13 holds a bunch of tulips.

Walking back and forth anxiously.

The new moon in the sky is like a hook,

Reflecting my thinness,

Waiting for you, Qixi intersection.

The dew is thick,

Soak the shirt.

Maybe Weaver Girl shook Cowherd's hand,

A year's yearning,

A year's wait,

At this moment,

It's like a dam breaking its banks.

My heart is trembling slightly,

When we met,

I'll kiss you enough.

The elegance of hair,

The tenderness of autumn water,

The same thing,

I want everything!

Qinghui enveloped Tian Tou,

Like milk,

Sing with frogs.

Is the Weaver Girl still snuggling on the Cowherd's chest?

Excited blood must be rolling!

I hold tulips,

Waiting for you,

Still, still ...

The poem about Tanabata 14, the flame starts at the beginning and shines after dusk. At first glance, the cold wind is refreshing, the sky is like water, and the jade hook is hanging far away. It should be that Xing 'e has been holding back for a long time. Go after her and get there. Looking around, the darkness in Wei Yun makes the galaxy diarrhea.

Elegant! You know, this scene is priceless at all times. Yunqiaosi gave the girl upstairs a needle and raised her face. Yunqiao. Who was in the shadow of the monastery when Chai Jin whispered? May heaven and earth enjoy themselves, every year tonight.

The poem about Tanabata is 15. Pheasants are sad, and the night shadows are hazy.

Beauty is like jade, and the account is warm in spring night.

Drunk eyes, hazy, but covered with dust,

There is no night in the dark, how to teach the lights to flow?

Why sigh year after year?

I miss the rain, I just want to live like a dream.

Soul brightens the sky, blood turns into spring rain,

Early next summer, the garden will be full of jasmine.