Write your own modern poems.

You hold the sword like a king,

Who is wrong with the poem about wine?

Mark sang old feelings,

Holding a sword doesn't matter.

Don't trust anyone in this mess,

Only you dare touch the piano.

The heart of the sea faces * * *,

The long snow reflects the dawn.

It's a long way,

It hurts to step on the ground.

Thinking of the sadness after the broken array,

The iron sword is sharp and the light is cold.

Shoes and clothes are in rags,

I can't figure it out.

Looking for how to cure the hatred in my heart,

No regrets about the next round.

When will you come back if you don't answer?

I miss you more, I cry more,

Immersed in bitter ecstasy.

Naturally, after that, you were the only one,

My eyes closed at the end of the ancient road.

Who do you miss when you are in the snow?

Mind tilt geometry is your best.

Who are you crazy about?

I don't know what to do now.

Ancient and modern feelings are silent,

This is the end of the road.

Love hurts, heartache is hopeless,

What's the trouble?

Think about it. Why not?

When I finished, I was worried about the rain.

Continuous memory is uncertain.

Who dares to pass?

A sad heart is crying, my love,

I can't forget my thoughts.

I don't regret worrying about Iraqis,

Wandering with the soul.

Tears have no end, which is natural.

Tears of rain and blood are sad.

Do you remember the past promise and its authenticity?

Shui Ge windshield lock.

Sighing the plain string of the Zheng,

Cloud sleeves caress the dust.

The west wind blew through the curtains,

Yuanyang once married a purple bride.

Jane Lang made a mistake in playing chess.

Dreams are cold and candles are disgusting.

This kind of hate is hard to say.

The mirror is full of promises,

Nagato's tears are gone.

Dark spring scenery in Chuyang,

Scattered shadows are reflected in the cloud window. Zi Gui wept blood and silk. Yesterday at the Yishui River, the white clothes were melancholy in the wind. Thousands of snow covered her eyes and turned into tears.

Who will visit the purple kite in the desert and pretend to be intoxicated with sadness? Although Fang Zun is shallow, it is difficult to bear sorrow for a long time. Dust reflected on the castle. Wait for half a month, dry and melt into the cream between the temples.

When the sword is drawn, it is sad to leave.

When will you be immersed in love?

The peach blossom is brilliant, and it is bloody.

Meet again in the next reincarnation.

Loneliness is sublime.

How can I grow old forever?

Polishing inkstone, divinity and

Draw a beautiful face with your heart

Ask what love is in the world.

Looking for answers for thousands of years

Father Nong Yue is a gift.

* * * Raise a silver cup to invite the bright moon.

Previous life agreement, this life fate

Who knows?

On the West Lake, fate is playing out.

Pear flower sigh, infatuation.

God, why didn't we do it?

If you don't listen to the curse, the oath won't work.

I just want to wait for your spirit

Ruyan Liu, I saw your tears.

Love and hate are distinct and entangled.

Happiness cannot be without you.

Breeze companion, waiting for a thousand years.

The moon is dark and the wind is high. I don't think you are alone.

Looking for you and me

Time never stops, and the years never stop.

Disappear in the dawn

Don't forget your promise in this life.

Give up all entanglement,

Let go of all the lingering. . . .