Poems describing love.

at dusk, the smoke from the kitchen in the south of the Yangtze River is blowing into the evening.

Before you, the sudden arrival of you in March made me sleepless.

Spring and snow, the coupling of aura comes from natural

temperament is a magnet, and you also draw all the circulating intoxicating eyes.

It is fresh to be alone on you. Where can I clone your good fortune in the future?

Liking is by no means a whim. You blame me for perfunctory.

You say that love takes all its strength, and following the lead

loses to trust. You devalue all my vows of eternal love.

Dear, I firmly believe that I have nothing to do with you.

Please give me more time

A few red beans before I settle down.