Modern poetry about meeting.

1. Mary, a modern poem about meeting by chance, "I used to be so contradictory"

Your posture has become cold during the day.

You came, approached, and left.

From a room, not intentionally, I hope.

Didn't notice me, wasn't moved by my feelings.

I used to be so ambivalent and heard such a voice.

I'm nervous and nervous, thinking over and over again.

Avoid meeting each other and express silently.

I look forward to it, and I hope it will disappear soon.

The sunset shone on my windowsill, and I felt it again.

My feelings are always so accurate and vivid.

I was surprised by my own induction, for nothing else.

Not for you, because my attention has shifted.

You said I was an understanding woman, yes.

I will forget you, now, I still remember.

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I put on a dark shawl and squeezed his hand. .

"Why do you look pale and sad today?"

It turns out that I let him have a good time.

The pain of the soul

How could you forget! He walked unsteadily.

It's uncomfortable to tilt your lips. .

I didn't help the stair runner run downstairs.

Follow him to the gate.

I gasped and shouted, "It's all over!"

This is a complete joke. If you leave, I'm dead! "

He quietly squeezed out a smile and said to me:

"Don't stand in the wind!"

2. Write a poem about 1, Lotus.

Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin

They are colorless and compatible, but they are not fragrant. Yao's seats are all set for the cool, and Yu Jinjin is too late.

Turn the light back and cross the socks with the water. Looking forward to saying goodbye to the autumn before, leaving home to sing a song.

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In summer, lotus flowers are blooming and swaying. No flower can match it, its fragrance is unique.

General Li's family gave a banquet to enjoy the cool, and I accompanied the sunset to visit Qujiang.

When I came back from swimming in the river, I saw the brocade quilt by candlelight, thinking of Iraqis and the scene when you and I met in Qujiang. You crossed the water and wet your socks.

I think, before autumn comes, you and I will be depressed separately and can only meet in our dreams.

2, MINUS the word Magnolia Silver Zheng Xuan.

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

Yinzheng spinning products. You don't have to wrap your head around thousands of feet brocade. Wonderful thoughts are like springs. Wash away fifteen years of troubles.

Do less for the public. Dancing belongs to my father-in-law. Silver mountain in the wind. I shook the ichthyosaur freely.

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Then I like playing the silver-decorated Zheng. Don't reward players with a lot of property; Enjoy a good performance at no cost. Wonderful ideas gushed out like spring water. Washed away my fifteen years of leisure worries.

In order to let you stay a little longer. Don't get up and walk, please dance. I will dance in the wind like a ichthyosaur in the Three Gods Mountain in Penglai Wonderland.

3. express your feelings and meet temporarily before and after the flowers.

Song Dynasty: Zhang Xian

Meet temporarily before the flowers and under the moon. Resentment and hatred hinder calm. What's more, the wine wakes up the dream, and the flowers bloom and fall.

Flowers are endless, and the moon is endless. Two hearts are the same. At this time, I am willing to do it, and the willows are inextricably linked, which angered the spring breeze.

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In the evening, lovers meet in the flowers under the moon, but it will soon end, hating the reason to stop us. When I woke up, my dream was shattered, the flowers withered and the moon was somewhat eclipsed.

Flowers bloom undefeated, the moon will rise, and our hearts will never change. At this time, I hope I am a willow branch, so that I can accompany the spring breeze forever.

4, reduce the word magnolia, meet without language.

Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

There is nothing to say when we meet, and a hibiscus leads the autumn rain. A little dizzy red tide, a crooked heart only phoenix.

Wait for the low voice, for fear that people will see it. To complain, turn around and knock on the jade hairpin.

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When we met, you were silent, like a hibiscus, trembling in the autumn rain. The face is shy and rosy, and the phoenix is stuck in your room.

Wait until I want to call you in a low voice, but I'm afraid to stare deeply and let others see me. I want to say goodbye, but you have turned around, so you can only pull out the Hosta and stand quietly in the back.

5. Queqiao Xianyun is very clever.

Song dynasty: Qin Guan

The thin clouds in the sky are changing, the meteors in the sky convey the sadness of acacia, and the endless galaxy I quietly crossed tonight. On the seventh day of autumn dew and autumn, it is time to meet, mostly those who are together in the world, but the appearance of husband and wife. (Du Tong: Du)

Common complaint against acacia, tender feelings like water, meet each other as if it were a dream, when it is hard to see the bridge. As long as two people love us to the end, why covet my Heron?

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Thin clouds are changing in the sky, meteors are conveying the sadness of acacia in the sky, and I quietly crossed the distant and boundless galaxy tonight. Tanabata meeting in the autumn wind and white dew is better than those couples who are together in the world.

* * * v. Acacia, tender as water, short will be like a dream, can't bear to see the magpie bridge road when leaving. As long as two people love each other till death do us part, why do you want to be very much in love?

3. Poem about Meeting 1, Meeting

Author: Bai Han Hyundai

I met a high mountain.

Not afraid of the abyss under your feet

I met the sea.

Want to grow wings and fly over the coast

I met that night.

I hope the stars and the moon can light my way forward.

I met the forest.

Never miss this green world.

I met.

Drifting spring rain

The heat of summer

The autumn frost of Xiao suo

Leng Xue in severe winter

Oh, the person I miss

I traveled thousands of miles.

All the encounters

Just to have sex with you once.

Never part.

Step 2 meet

Author: Shui Han Hyundai

Pass by a flowering tree

The cold wind brought a petal.

Neither too early nor too late.

It landed gently on my shoulder.

In this soft spring.

Why did we meet?

Because of this agreement

Have you waited a thousand years?

Maybe that kind of life

I am dancing by the stream, and you are wandering.

We met in spring.

Maybe that kind of life

I burn incense in front of the Buddha. Which lotus are you?

We met in the voice of Buddha.

Maybe that kind of life

Your poems add fragrance to my tea.

We met in poetry.

Maybe that kind of life

You are an iron horse and I am a whip.

We met on the battlefield.

Maybe that kind of life

I am walking in a foreign land, and your tears are lingering.

We met in thought.

Maybe that kind of life

I sing and dance, you wear tall buildings.

We met before we broke up.

Or maybe.

You are a poem written by me.

I am the sword in your hand.

There is no meeting without reason in the world.

otherwise

Red falling on the ground

Why are you just floating on my shoulders?

Neither too early nor too late.

just right

Step 3 meet again

Author: Chick Modern

Chasing kites and drifting into the distance

The afternoon sunshine leered at my smiling face.

The smell of earth mixed in my face.

Running towards your arms?

Looking up at the sky in a sea of people, smiling like a flower

Stop and feel the arrival of spring.

Coming to you subconsciously.

You point to the sky.

Kite interpretation, vacillating

I met you ten miles in the spring breeze.

Dancing in the forest with falling leaves

The sunset saw through my lonely heart.

The chill came from all directions.

Jump out and tell you the direction.

Focus on depicting the emotions outside the pavilion.

Stop dancing. Sigh the desolation of autumn

Raise your head subconsciously

Your finger sketchpad

The fallen leaves dance alone, and the moment is eternal.

Full of autumn, meet again.

4. Meeting you

Author: Ceng Fei Hyundai

I am before you.

I am like a kite without wind.

After meeting you

I am like a bee allergic to pollen.

After losing you

I am like a rice shop without rice.

Like an oil-free gas station

Like a hydropower station without water.

Just not like me.

5. Know Yu Qiu and know you.

Text/Cai Zhirui Hyundai

Never thought about it.

There is a path around the corner.

therefore

Fantasize about meeting someone

Lilac girl

Hand in hand

Fallen leaves under the yellow buttonwood tree

Net gross value

One, two, three.

What you see in your eyes

Hong Yan nan Fei

Accompany all the time

blue sky

white cloud

Follow in our footsteps.

Set out for a long journey

In fact, a long time ago,

I passed by you.

You are so beautiful.

I dare not look at it at all.

At this moment,

A bleak night in autumn wind

The autumn rain kept falling.

Weave into a net

Can you seize my tomorrow?

Lost it?

That yellow oiled paper umbrella

Let your mind wander

Lawless

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Autumn with such a cool night.

Let me meet something different.

It rained all night.

Couples who meet after a long separation use the power of modern poetry to smooth the wrinkles on their faces.

The nourishment of love drives away the traces of years.

This is not the moon listening to grandma's lies.

Open your eyes and marvel at Snow White's soul.

We embraced the guests from afar with open arms.

The awakened memory slowly slipped into the poor village.

That wisp of smoke made hunger and thirst more unbearable.

In my dream, my parents woke up with wine and wet their skirts with tears.

The work bell always rings before the cock crows.

Running in fields and alleys, looking up at the stars.

The desolate song seems to be calling for the bosom friend of life.

Silently pray that there will be a general on that land.

It's hard to find the heel of youth now.

Stumbling only leaves an old heart.

My best wishes coincide with sunspots.

The face in memory is always reserved for the beautiful truth.

Courtship and expectation of meeting in modern poetry should not be the first in ancient poetry and vernacular, so it is best not to meet each other, so you can not fall in love.

Second, it is best not to know each other, so that you can not miss each other.

Third, it's best not to accompany you, so you don't owe each other.

Fourth, it is best not to cherish each other, so that you can not remember each other.

Fifth, it is best not to fall in love, so as not to dislike each other.

Sixth, it is best not to face each other, so there is no need to meet.

Seventh, it is best not to make mistakes, so as to make mistakes.

Eighth, it is best not to promise each other, so you can not continue.

Ninth, it's best not to depend on each other, so you don't have to lean together.

Tenth, it's best not to meet each other, so we don't have to be together.

But we met as soon as we met, but we never met when we met.

Andrew and Jun are absolutely in harmony, so they won't teach life and death to be lovesick.

6. Seek a modern poem that meets in the rain. Holding an oil-paper umbrella, a person wandered in a long, long and lonely rain lane. I hope to meet a girl as sad as lilac.

She is lilac-like color, lilac-like fragrance, lilac-like sadness, sadness in the rain, sadness and hesitation; Like me, she is wandering in this lonely rain lane with an oil-paper umbrella, as indifferent, as sad and as melancholy as me. She silently approached, approached and took a breath. She floated like a dream, dreamlike, sad and confused.

Like a lilac field in a dream, this girl floats by me; She walked away silently, walked away, walked towards the decaying fence, and walked through the rainy path. In the elegy of the rain, her color faded, her fragrance dispersed, even her sighing eyes and the melancholy of lilacs.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, a person lingers in a long, long, long, long rain lane, hoping to float past a girl with a clove knot.

7. Recommend a modern poem, which is related to meeting and fate.

Author: Xu Zhimo

I am a cloud in the sky,

Occasionally projected into your heart—

You don't have to be surprised,

There's no need to be happy-

It disappeared in an instant.

You and I met in the dark sea,

You have yours, I have mine, direction;

You remember it well,

You'd better forget,

The light that shines on each other at this intersection.

2. Xu Zhimo's "Accidental" is probably just a love poem, written for a lover who falls in love by chance and then lives far apart. However, the image of this poem has gone beyond itself. We can completely regard this poem as an exclamation of life. On the road of life, there are many accidental encounters and many beautiful things. They are just accidental encounters and will never be repeated. Whether it's lingering affection or touching friendship, whether it's great maternal love or pure childlike innocence, whether it's a knowing smile on the street or a few words on the journey, it's often a flash in the pan and disappears. How much of those lost beauty and love can be recovered?

The devil of time took everything away. Clouds in the sky occasionally flash by in the heart of the waves, which is really "no need to be surprised, let alone happy". What's more, in the vast sea of life, sometimes even if you travel endlessly, you can't reach the other side.

Everyone has everyone's direction, we meet by chance, and then we will be separated in a hurry, and there is no hope of meeting again. Those "lights" that are released to each other when they meet, and those feelings that are poured into each other when they meet, "remember, it is best to forget."

The poet realized the disappearance of many "beauty" and "love" in life and wrote the sense of loss in life. This is the profound mystery and implication of life in this poem.

8. When friends meet beautiful modern poems, we only hunt ourselves.

Birds are neighbors of the air and come from the south of the Yangtze River.

A gunshot may interrupt our flood season.

It may ruin the spring tide, the wife of the river merchant

Her opinion may also include you.

Your daughter may be her crying belt.

Hills are included, and white rabbits often get lost.

Ten years ago you chased them, and ten years later you were chased.

Because the moon is a mirror hanging high in the south.

The flowers are desperate and run away with their prey.

You have lost a country, and the fallen flowers can't be brushed away.

A quiet kiss may cast a net to catch a lake of goldfish.

Including you, the loved body cannot escape.

9. How to write a modern poem 1 Meeting.

Broken sunshine, dotted on the body, a stream in Wan Ru is quiet and peaceful.

Just like looking back when I met you, there is a touch of sweetness and sadness, but there is an emotion called fate growing.

2. Meeting

Meet you at your most beautiful age.

A bright smile can't hide the arrogance of youth.

You came to me with my favorite posture.

I was caught off guard and filled with joy.

You said that when I met you, my sky would be clear and transparent, and the haze would dissipate.

Your words immersed me in a forest, and my heart flew to the fairy tale castle I yearned for.

Why? I have no right to love.

You can indulge yourself like that or forgive everything.

Your world is always brightly lit, but the vicissitudes I have experienced in the world are so silent.

I have to pray that if there is an afterlife.

Be sure to let me meet you at the most beautiful age, neither too early nor too late.

Step 3 meet

I want to hold an umbrella for you on such a rainy day.

Let my love be close to your heart.

Listen to my long-cherished thoughts of you.

I want to hold an umbrella for you on such a rainy day.

I don't want your hair to wet my thoughts.

The feeling of chaotic rain

I want to hold an umbrella for you on such a rainy day.

Hand in hand through the sound of rain.

Listen to the voice of nature

I want to hold an umbrella for you on such a rainy day.

Let my thoughts grow into the sweetness of umbrella flowers.

Fall in love with you in the rain

4. Meeting

Anyway, I will cherish knowing you.

Like a breeze blowing dew, the moon is dotted with stars.

Although, you can't let troubles dilute the wine,

Although, you can't let sadness affect you for a long time,

Although, it's a long way and we need to go together.

I am used to being alone.

It is a luxury to have company.

I suddenly found that my memory is the best when I am lonely.

My smile, my connivance, has been confused.

I just want to ask, are there some things that can't be completely pieced together again?

Who can repair my broken dream?

Perhaps, you are really not, the kind of melody I expect can nourish my every sunrise and sunset.