Poems about missing.

1, for Iraq, people are haggard and their belts are getting wider and wider. Never regret it!

2. When those red berries come in spring, they blush on your southern branches. Take them home as a symbol of our love for my sake.

3. Who misses his heart?

Plant red beans and wait for me to grind them into powder to see if there is acacia.

4. Acacia meets each other, which is embarrassing at this time;

5, don't write love stories or poems, one party sends acacia. Please read it carefully and repeatedly, horizontally and vertically (thinking);