Qixi poem

In our daily study, work and life, we often come into contact with poetry, which is a literary genre to express feelings and ambitions. Still struggling to find good poems? The following is a collection of Qixi poems I collected for you. Welcome to learn from them. I hope it helps you.

About Qixi Poetry 1 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 ignored the opposition of your family.

Meet 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

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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.

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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

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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.

Tanabata, a poem about Tanabata, was originally just a legend of summer night.

Some people say it's Valentine's Day in China.

In the name of Capricorn and Lyra, I am waiting for a beautiful knitting.

As a result, the infatuated men and women in the world are lingering.

My waiting stems from my long journey 12 years ago.

Join hands thousands of miles away, rooted in your side.

Only in hot summer, you may smile.

To remember you, but I have to wait once a year.

Indulge in your smiling face and fragrance ...

I never thought about your expectations in autumn and cold winter nights.

Only from beginning of spring, can we unite the affection all the year round.

Just for that moment tonight, someone can wait for you.

Even, you'll never think of it.

Your short-lived charm and brilliance doomed your disillusionment.

Fang Qing, you are filled with endless expectations.

Can only reverberate in a bowl of soup, reverberate

..... Epiphyllum

Poem 3 about Tanabata is written before the poem-about my bosom friend, I think Teresa Teng's "I only care about you" has been interpreted incisively and vividly, but I still write these words in my heart while giving you this song. It may seem insignificant to you, but please allow me to love you in my own way and sincerely wish you a happy Tanabata!

I like you.

I miss you.

I worry about you

How can you forget these straightforward feelings?

How can you forget the details of love?

How can I forget everything you have done for me?

therefore

I will be the fragrance in your hair.

Drift all the way for you

I will be a tear in your eyes.

Brush away the vicissitudes of life on your face for you

I will be the blush in your dimple.

Pass on your smile.

therefore

I will be the wind around you.

Guard your beauty

I will be a falling raindrop.

Take away the melancholy from your brow.

I will be an umbrella in your hand.

Protect you from the wind and rain

I will be your shoes.

Accompany you, Qian Shan Wanshui.

So please don't worry.

Taking care of yourself is my reward.

So please don't ask again

If you leave, will I cry

So please stop talking.

If love can be repeated ...

I would appreciate it.

Waiting for a thousand years of fate.

I'll collect it.

The joys and sorrows along the way

I will cherish

Every moment we were together.

my friend

You in my heart forever.

I only care about you.

On the Tanabata poem "Thinking of a Quiet Night"

The stars are asleep.

Only the waiting moon.

I don't know what I'm waiting for

Maybe magpies are together at night.

inexhaustible

Crossing the galaxy

Weave the mobile special line of love

Qixi brochette

Has been entangled in our hands.

I just didn't realize.

Then go back to the moonlit night

People are always playing lonely.

This lost thread

Chinese Valentine's Day; Qixi Festival

A happy party night.

But why are there always injuries changing?

that night

Why is it that when everything

Already asleep

My heart is still sleepless.

Always waiting .............

On the Quiet and Green Lake in Qixi Poem 5

Slowly through the layers of ripples.

Brilliant and dazzling light

Gently thaw the silk and pray.

Starry eyes

Obsessed with the seas run dry and the rocks crumble.

A gentle and charming smile

Reflect infinite and deep love.

A young and crazy person

Light the bonfire of life with youth

Persistent and eternal faith

Never give up the belief in finding happiness.

How many years of waiting and searching

Just for the heartbeat that affects at this moment

How many times of longing and looking back

Stop for a minute is the only one in eternity.

This is an eternal theme.

Pursue sincere and pure love

This incomparable beauty gesture.

Start the wheel of happiness and set sail perfectly.

May fate be round.

About Tanabata Poem 6 Broken Moon

Indulge in the sunset glow in the west

Tanabata night mistake

Whose tears?

Wet the screen window of dawn

The last pillow towel is blue.

Time fleets past.

Wandering between white and black

The eyes of the moon are getting deeper and deeper.

It has a profound insight into human affairs and ethics.

But I can't see through it

The cleverness behind the oath

Tanabata myth

Deduction in vicissitudes and youth.

There is only one life.

Once is forever.

Even if the milky way is separated, it will linger.

The moon burns only at night.

sleepless night

Red wine accompanies lonely thoughts.

Who is at the end of the world?

Trees that bloom in winter are planted.

Moonlight in the city

The location of hidden galaxies

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.

About Qixi Poetry 8 Qixi Rain

Fall down in frustration

My body was wet and waited all night.

Magpie is changing her mind.

Pursuing the legend of golden wind and jade dew

The lanterns in the sky lit up.

Your deep alley, with light steps.

The yellow flowers on the temples are slanted with raindrops.

Weaver's line hovers around the constellation.

Your heart and my heart are inextricably linked.

Put two hearts on the cow's back.

Travel hand in hand.

At a rainy intersection

Separate crossed fingers

Since then, both sides have kept half the loneliness in the sky.

River flow through time

About Qixi Poetry 9 1.

A story that has gone through thousands of years.

A river that has been watched for thousands of years.

Witnessed a wandering between the human world and the celestial world.

Love and affection

It's pure love.

Sing eternal love

2.

How many flowers, how many degrees of red dust.

Your love will never grow old.

It is you who interpret the lingering feelings.

Forever love

Shorten the distance between human and heaven.

Warmed the fairyland

The desolation of the Qing palace mansion is lonely.

3.

Magpies and birds are hovering, flapping their wings and dancing.

Just to complete the annual

Meet briefly.

The Milky Way is endless and will last forever.

Just to spread your story and spread it further and wider.

You use deep-rooted feelings, under the cold power.

Open that firm, loving flower

Passing away with a deep watch.

The old system in the fairy palace,

Let the queen mother helpless, the fairy sighed.

Love-it can be so touching.

Sorrow is equally beautiful.

This is the legend of love.

About tanabata poem 10 "feeling tanabata"

Tonight

Are there countless stars?

Guangbu Tianyu

Long-lost person

Look forward to meeting again soon.

A desire to speak

It's definitely the same.

The Sky At Night

There are really stars shining.

A poet with complicated feelings.

Please put that sincere feeling

Into a silent touch.

Don't disturb

Above the milky way

Queqiao central

Tears swirled in her eyes.

How much sadness

Released tonight

Think more.

Make this beautiful day.

Freezing forever

Let the melody of parting

snap a lute string―lose one's wife

Just complaining.

The day of reunion

Why is it so short?

Say goodbye today.

After a hard year.

See you again.

Sincere eyes

Don't!

Is that sincere heart.

Remember the person in front of you.

Lock your face in your heart.

About Tanabata Poetry 1 1 1. Queqiao Fairy Begging for Cleverness on Tanabata

Distant xinghan,

Jade mirror,

Father Luo leaned against the window.

Golden shuttle weaves clouds skillfully,

Dark fragrance attacks people, and lovers are intoxicated.

Autumn waves are frequently sent,

tender feelings

Bow your head and land on the flowers.

Hui Lan Xin Yi Yi,

Fine aftertaste, immortal teaching

Second, the love of Queqiaoxian Tanabata

Meixi crescent moon,

Wu Tangtao is drunk,

Liu Yang yi said in a low voice.

Beauty bows her head and wears red makeup,

Raise your hand frequently and count the stars gently.

Chang 'e was jealous,

WU GANG's eyes are burning,

How lonely and cold.

So is poor Weaver,

Who asked, the fairy alone?

Third, Queqiao Xiantanabata

Wang Ziqiao, a fairy in Goushan Mountain, has a high temperament, unlike the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl who came to earth. The moonlight in the moon stopped blowing and waved goodbye to the world and became a fairy.

It is said that the Yellow River bamboo raft can go directly to the Milky Way, and there is wind, sea and rain along the way. It's fate to meet and get drunk today, but who knows where to go after that?

On Qixi Poetry 12 The starry sky is quiet and the river is quiet and blue.

Soft clouds, warm wind,

I am tender as water, walking gently on the road under the light of the evening breeze.

There are no pedestrians on the fresh road, and the traffic is easy.

The warm street lamp shines warmly on my heart,

Like appreciating the only person you love.

I looked up and saw the bright stars behind the bright lights.

Two or three ships have been moored on the calm river.

The lights and moonlight on the bridge in the distance make the river like a winding valley.

Quiet and deep.

My baby, a girl like a poem, is the gentlest and most sensible girl in the world.

She has a heart as clear as the sky,

As silly and lovely as a star,

The skin is as white as moonlight,

There is a soft call like white clouds,

Long hair is as soft and fragrant as a stream,

There is a voice as beautiful as a valley. ...

It's so beautiful tonight that it takes my breath away.

Only those who accompany you on Tanabata are the fate of practicing for thousands of years.

I love Tanabata, I love Tanabata and my perfect' you'!

About Qixi Poetry 13 How about this evening?

Dare not ask, dare not think, dare not look at the faint moonlight.

Beautiful light

It's best to make everything quiet or cold.

No sound, no tears, no trace, no poem.

Except the deliberate wind.

The heart has long been hollowed out and taken away.

The rest of the skin is as dry as a residual load.

Microwave stagnation

Full, only the sadness of this life.

Layer by layer, scab

contemplative

There is always a magpie bridge, and there is always a moment.

And I only have repeated memories, endless.

You will hear the piano.

The territory of love at first sight

Make good use of the rhythm of erhu

Play the distance between heart and heart into a song of acacia.

Later, with your character and talent.

Splash ink, love and freehand brushwork, meet

Stay together and grow old together

But now, how can I bear to let me lean against the west window alone?

A faint breath, vicissitudes of life.

Mourning the paradise on earth, life and death are endless.

Looking for it. Wild tanabata

The joy of the past under the grape trellis

When the grapes were ripe, you were in high spirits.

My beautiful flower season, long hair flying.

Our only last hug.

Surround and linger

Was also torn to pieces by the devil's jealousy.

More than ten years.

Tortured my loneliness day and night.

A purplish dream

With your snickering, I whispered to magpie. ...

You are so vicious.

From then on, my love was unprecedented.

The milky way is surging all over the sky

Cut off cowherd and cowherd from generation to generation

The Magpie Bridge was built again tonight.

Cowherd and Weaver Girl have a promising period.

You and I meet every day.

Sighing autumn wind and cherishing autumn rain

How many days will it get cold in summer?

Listen to gibberish before flowers and under the moon

The butterflies in the dream grow together.

Leave a new pose in the shadow dance

Loneliness and self-appreciation.

Time hurried to pay the water bill.

Continuous acacia wax torch

Meeting in a dream is also a comfort.

I just want my monarch to have a good time.

Yearly lovesickness

This is a well-known story. Say goodbye to this world

Yi bu Qian Qian Xi

How hard is it?

An empty cup with little wine and quiet fragrance.

Not happy at all.

Full of sadness

Light and loneliness

Easier to get drunk

Sex and rain are more aphrodisiac.

The truth of saying idioms.

I hope I'm not just scaring ghosts.

Every word is true.

Dare to get drunk

Gently.

It's not like jade dew on earth.

On the other side, the flowers are sparse and tired.

Open eyes often dry the moonlight.

She must count as many stars as I do.

There is no news of the wind like me.

A river may be an ordinary sea burst its banks.

Perhaps it is the urging of the first-order gap.

There is often gravel drifting with the tide in the world.

There are also grass that overflows and falls.

I'm not afraid of rough waves.

Holding the fragrance of spring flowers carefully.

When the wind comes, it must pass through my hand.

That's my long hair.

I must hurry.

July is not a gift.

The ever-winding thread binds us tightly together.

She has the lake where she came from, and I have the past spring.

We have the same irrigation area in our hearts.

I must speed up my steps.

Grow a pair of wings

Let the river flow with us.

On Qixi Poetry 14 1 and Qixi

(Tang) Xu Ning

Magpie Bridge is vast, and a thousand sounds of Yu Pei pass Lingling. There are still people who have been away for many years. Instead of tinkering with rivers and lakes, it is better to look up at the stars.

Watching the blue sky on Tanabata tonight, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl cross the Magpie Bridge; Every family watches the autumn moon, and every family wears HongLing.

2. Qixi Ci

(Tang)

In Chang 'an, the moon is like practicing, and every family holds a needle and thread this night. Yu Pei knew it, but heaven and earth didn't meet.

Long letter deep cloudy night retreat, Yao Taiwan golden pavilion number fireflies. Banky was preoccupied that night, and Hehan watched the bullfight in the middle of the night.

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(Tang) Bai Juyi

Clouds and bright moons are in the sky, and silver, Han and autumn are the same. How many joys and sorrows, year after year, on this night.

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(Tang) Cao Song

Cows and girls meet magpies on Qixi Autumn. Yunfei returns to the golden pheasant, and the bright moon hangs a jade hook.

Yan Yu added several times that she didn't hate it, but there was no more shyness on her face. To make matters worse, when Xiao Jian shot Cui Lou from the east.

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(Tang) Cui

The satrap Huang Xianren has many feelings about Tanabata. Fan wind makes jade leak, water writes the milky way.

Your book is old, but the front is exposed in your boudoir. Emperor Yao Siwu, when did the bluebird spread?

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(Tang) Cui Tu

Every year on Tanabata, I pass Yaoxuan. Who knows that there are tears in autumn? Since the world is one year old, why not just dusk in the sky?

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(Tang) Shen Quanqi

In autumn, geese are rare, the sky is high and magpies fly at night. Be lazy in makeup and cross the river tonight.

It's just right to wear the moon, and the wind is light enough to expose the clothes. I don't feel it when I come. God has a bright experience.

8. Tanabata exposure articles

(Tang) Shen Quanqi

You didn't see that Yichun was too liquid, and the pavilion was painted with incense, which was connected to the sky. Bright lights and harmonious fragrance.

This night, the stars are shining, the river is white, and people pass on the Weaver Maid and Petunia. In the palace, the clothes are exposed, and the moth powder seats in the sky.

It's unfair to be naked, ladies-in-waiting carry jade boxes. Beads run on blue bricks, and the golden ladder turns out of Meiliang.

In the crimson river, above the blue smoke, the double-flowered rabbit painted the screen, and the four dragons fought each other. Scattered clouds and scattered clouds are dotted with jade beads and stars and Han Hui.

The morning glow scatters color and shames the clothes rack, while the late moon scatters light and pollutes the mirror table. There is a fairy in the world who lives long, watching the jade girl greet the embroidery.

Don't be the spring on the tortoise-shell curtain, be the day on the coral window. Pepper House and Gold House are spoiled by the new trend, arrogant and not free.

China people should cherish balcony fees, and Jinwu will burn the front hall.

9. Qixi Poetry

(Tang) Zhao Huang

Wuqiao Bridge is double-fanned, crossing the river once a year. It's hard to see in the sky, so it's better to go back to earth.

If you set off less fireworks and spare the world, you will be annoyed for a while. It's a long way to go. Why not leave your feelings like ashes?

10, Tanabata

(Tang) Zuyong

The girl's desire for her daughter is even more important. The jade court held a powder banquet, and Luo sleeve held a gold plate.

It is easy to thread a needle on the moon, but difficult to thread a needle in the breeze. I don't know who is smart, but I will try tomorrow.

About Qixi Poetry 15 If you wait 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.