It is generally believed that love refers to the satisfaction and happiness that humans actively give or consciously expect. Love is the positive energy projected by the human spirit. It means that people actively or consciously cherish, care for or satisfy certain human needs that others cannot realize independently by themselves or in some way. Below are 8 modern poems about love, please refer to them! Hymn 1: Love
Every morning when I wake up,
I will thank God:
He has given me another day of life!
With this day,
I can love you like crazy again!
Love is not given unilaterally,
but an exchange of energy.
Before I gave love,
I had already received magical energy from you,
A kind of beauty that can forget myself,
I will never forget it again. Poetry 2: Love is silent
The new wind enters the curtain and invades the boudoir's face,
I come to the Yangtze River to spread the eagle.
I just wish I didn’t understand the language of flowers.
The clusters of jade in my heart are shining with pink fragrance.
I will look up to the channel for my whole life,
Cherish the dew and keep my silence.
The long road to obscenity is blocked,
But you are alone in sorrow. Poetry 3: Love
Time has passed through the window of the season,
The beautiful spring is about to arrive.
Maybe the winter story has been too long,
Maybe everything happened too hastily.
In the wind,
My heart flies with beautiful fireworks.
You know,
In my heart,
is blooming with a different kind of brilliance.
I have been working hard,
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Work hard,
Love hard.
When love blooms like fireworks.
How much beauty,
How much hope,
has been deeply implanted in the abundant heart. Poetry 4: Love
All life is monotonous
Unless there is power
All power is soft
Unless there is hope
All hope is pale
Unless there is love
As long as there is love
Everywhere is heaven !
Poetry 5: Love
is
spreading its seeds to
your mind
it will pass Your nerves
Flow to your heart
When it matures
I will harvest Poetry 6: Traces of Love
Cold ah!
I can’t find your warmth
My heart is filled with boredom
I can’t find your words of comfort
I can’t hear your encouragement sound to cheer up.
Down and out
Because you are not around
Because I miss you infinitely.
Without you
There is no joy
Without you by my side
Life loses its brightness
You You are fire
You are light
You are a light in my heart!
I can only find your traces in my memories
We once looked forward to the future
We faced the reality of poverty
We ***looking forward Have a wonderful tomorrow.
I sit in meditation
Relying on the joyful pursuit of the past
to fill the pale time and space at this moment.
Every time the train arrives
I wait eagerly
In fact, I know very well
It is a weekend
You will not turn around
But you still look forward to it
The appearance of miracles
Hopeless expectations
are the comfort to your soul
Searching and longing in the vagueness
Feelings surge in my heart. Poetry Seven: Questions of Love
I want to ask you,
The one I love
What is love?
Is it just a hug?
Some people are talking like this
I feel that this is simply destroying our pure love
< p> No, it's not like thatWe are human beings
We don't just have the same instincts as animals.
I can’t see you
I miss you all the time
Tears fill my eyes when I miss you
I feel lazy when I think about you
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But when we meet
Qingqing, am I the only one?
That is endless talk
That is the joy from the soul
We have sincere love
There is overflowing emotion
A smile with a gaze
A heartfelt communication
That nonsense
What does it matter
Me Really. I miss you very much
My heart is like an arrow and my heart is burning
You are running around
Have you lost weight?
You are running around, Are you exhausted?
Do you have a clue after running around?
I miss you and want to see you
Even if I just look at you
No need to just say a few words, I am willing to do it
I want to hear your kind call
In this lonely barren mountain town
In this boring and boring town countryside.
I want to hear your witty laughter
I want to hear your music playing/singing again
In this endless dark night!
Does being busy rob you of your humor? Poetry 8: Looking back at love
Open the dusty calendar
The tears and smiles inside
are still clear
That old tree Willow tree
From lush branches and leaves to full of silver flowers
Full of words of love
That familiar path
From cherishing flowers and grass
to white carpet paving the floor
Leaving endless footprints
How many times
Lost love in the corner
Picked up carefully again
Hold it close to the bottom of my heart.
How many times
Silent in the middle of the night
Tears stained clothes
Lingering and vague in dreams
Full of love Mood
Overflowing with the four seasons
At the intersection between winter and spring
Looking forward to love wandering in another spring