Most of these sentences are metrical poems (five words and seven words, which can be chosen according to personal preference). I recommend a few for you, the screen name-people are idle and osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and spring is empty.
(Osmanthus fragrans/Chunshantian) Pear Garden dissolves the moon, and the catkin pond is breezy (dissolving the moon/breeze; There are seven or eight stars in the sky in Liyuan/Liuchi, and it rains at two or three in front of the mountain (an alien/a rain in front of the mountain). Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn. (Cai Feng's "Qi Fei"/Linxi a little) Mud melts into swallows, sand warms Yuanyang to sleep.
(Swallow/Sleeping Yuanyang) jathyapple has a dream, and the spring breeze is ten miles tender. (A curtain of dreams/ten miles of tenderness; A curtain of dreams/ten miles of tenderness) ...................................................................................................................................................................
Above () is the screen name, followed by the girl's name and the boy's name. I don't know if it's good, please take it.
2. The poetic screen name is very artistic, girl 1. If the world of mortals is flying, why smile?
2, accompany you to drunk and laugh for 3,000 games, and leave without regrets.
3, ten years of helplessness, no thinking, self-desolation, even if there are thousands of people around, no one can solve the sadness,
If you don't leave, I won't give up.
5,-Silence in front of the mirror, thrush, feathered geese.
6.-the old dreams of the world of mortals are empty. ,
7. The moon sets, the fireworks are heavy, and the candles are red.
8, perilla solitary red, graceful hair a few clumps. Dew and rain, dancing and smelling the wind. Appropriate men can't bear to match, and the gods are connected. Stay with you day and night and forget the rest of your life.
9. Mochow doesn't know the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you.
10, lovesick in the middle of the month, heartbroken in the cup, I hate yesterday's dream, it's hard to talk back!
1 1, fallen leaves, beautiful flowers, prosperous landing, only reincarnation …
12,-I don't know that my soul is broken, but I have a dream to meet, and no one knows except the horizon and the moon. 、
13,-The sun sets, the afterglow remains, and the forest is like a dream. Who doesn't want to stay in it forever? 、
14, I want to know you, and live a long life.
15, even if you meet, you should not know, your face is dusty and your temples are like frost.
16 but we met as soon as we met. When we met, we never met. Andrew and the monarch are determined to avoid where will you go's lovesickness.
17, scattered under the tree at dusk, people drink alone. Say goodbye to yesterday's love, today is sleepless. ..
18, bloom has left. When will the Iraqis return?
19, so the stars are so dark, and the hidden stars in the moon are so dark. I asked what is love in heaven? Heaven laughs at the dreamer.
20. When the rainstorm comes, pear blossoms fly and there is no sorrow in my heart. The wind has stopped, the dust has fallen, and the residual flowers are hard to get back!
2 1, the fallen flower deliberately goes with the flow. Running water has no intention of falling flowers.
22, life has no color, miss the chivalrous bone.
23,: The willows in Xicheng make spring soft, moving away from sorrow, tears are hard to collect.
24, the setting sun as low as Ruyan Liu, flat light, heartbreaking.
I was going to see the bright moon, but the bright moon saw the ditch.
26. Life is gorgeous like summer flowers and death is beautiful like autumn leaves.
27, _ _ _ _ _ drunk, drunk to death, drunk in the world of mortals, bloom flowers fall, flowers unintentionally.
28. bloom can fold straight, don't wait until it's spent.
29. The meaning of drunkenness is not that the wine shop sells money alone, but the fallen leaves are worried about Liu in the final analysis.
30, there is no dawn at night, who to sell wine with?
3 1, ◆◆◇, Ⅱ I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and Jun lives at the end of the Yangtze River; I don't see you every day, and I drink long river water.
32. The epiphyllum is lonely and fragrant, and the small garden finds the shadow of childhood alone.
33. You love flowers, miss the elderly at night, and feel sorry for yourself.
34, full of tenderness. Such as water, slightly cool. It cooled for three minutes.
35. Narrating ink memories with faint thoughts.
36. When the rain falls on the western hills, when will it not be returned? Since you are coming, why not?
37, things are thin, people are evil, and it is easy to rain and send flowers at dusk. The breeze is dry, the tears are gone, and I want to worry about it. Difficult. Difficult. Difficult.
38. Who needs to remember that you are lonely? I am lovesick and heartbroken.
39. Autumn rain sends acacia, the old phoenix tree, and the small cold awn penetrates the bamboo window. Quiet night caresses the heart, the city is green and deep, and there is a little sadness everywhere.
40. Find the pavilion alone, but not the person who thinks alone.
4 1, past life, hand in hand with the son, promised eternal life; Looking back at the world, I am strange and indifferent to my son.
42. Butterflies break into flowers, but flowers fly with the wind.
43. Why did Luo Wei enter the autumn wind when there was no empty moon?
44, the road is long, Xiu Yuan, relaxed and happy, the pain of parting, why sigh; The wind is falling and the night is long. I look forward to your arrival and I don't feel sleepy.
45. In order to get rid of lovesickness, I shed tears on my spring sleeves. Beauty grows old sooner or later, and years depend on red beans.
46, the sky is not old, and love is hard to break. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.
47. It seems that the water is flowing, the flowers are like brocade, the flowers are falling, the morning flowers are cold, the flowers are falling, and the flowers are falling.
48, the crowd looked for him for thousands of Baidu, and suddenly looked back, but the man was in the dim light.
49, the master recalled: Loulan flowers, Iraqis alone drunk.
At 50 o'clock, the stars fell in the sky at midnight. The wind is cold and cold.
3. Want the screen names of 20 girls, requirements: poetry and personality about love. You are the sunshine I can't reach.
Life ヽ We have been in love several times, but it didn't end well. Beauty is also confusion. With my heart for your first kiss, stubborn unique smile dull pain.
Is it beautiful? Please remember, forget the prosperity, desire and gentleness of society. We hold your hand and grow old with your son. I found that I love you so much. Island yu7 1 deep blue love is short-lived, and it becomes actually half good and half bad.
It seems that just yesterday, there was always a wall between us, pretending to be R3n╮. What's wrong with loving you helplessly? I hate being so uneducated and miss myself. This is inevitable. There is no tropic of cancer, but we are back to back, but there is nothing to comfort. I love you more than I thought.
Tears, the wind will blow dry its prosperity, and its sadness will end behind it. ╭ビビゲゲゲゲゲゲゲゲゲゲゲゲゲゲゲゲӞゲӞ 12
Inexplicable agitation, I can vaguely see that the girl who used to have a more common smiling face than sunny flowers really woke up? After the lingering, he was indifferent. February 13, which makes me feel tender. Cry with the shadow.
※ a beautiful smile? Comfort yourself with a smile ↓ Can the sweetness of the past come back? Old people/events/times? Stop my steps, just to wait for a solo trip. ☆ Sweet memories are like flowers ╮ like dreams ☆ Let us feel the same way ☆ It is understandable that the sun pierces our eyes.
If you can't realize your dream, you have to leave the years. Why not struggle? Like a gentle movie, you are my only bully. If I meet you again. Fairy tales are just beautiful fantasy blanks and my selfish desire to keep you.
The person I love will never be given to me again. You only care about yourself from beginning to end-I love you and I don't need pity. _ _ _ milk tea ゛ Lヘ The only real fake is getting more and more fake. Knowing that he won't change, he doesn't want to blame you for being so beautiful and making me like this. My husband and wife are intoxicated by you. Whose confidant am I? Dreams again and again have already hollowed out pale promises, cold hands, youth and this gorgeous carnival. You don't care if I love you or not.
I'm not worth imitating. Turn around, tears still exist. What am I in your eyes? I can't stand this gentle attack-I really want to see you. I really love you. It's okay. Don't talk nonsense Just because of your dependence on existence. Honey, you have to live a good life. When tears are ground into fine sand, I have been wandering for so long without heart.
Russia gave ling unspeakable weakness. At last we all cried.
Rose 999 is someone who remembers your body temperature, but doesn't know how to forget the strength of sunflower. It is despair. My smile only touched my red face and tears. In short, the simple pale heart hurts the eyes, but the sadness is lingering. Silent, limited edition, women's hearts are obsessed with you, and you never know how to change. Finally you left.
Our memories can only be memories, little brother. Are you too stupid to cherish them? ε I'm just laughing at my _ _ _ thief? Always hold hands. As long as you live well, who's out of his mind?
If I don't cherish the dream of visiting the park, I can't control my future. I like being a chair.
4. Ask for a five-character poem. Couples are drunk and regard poetry as a dream, but they are drunk and virtuous.
Sunsets are artistic. It's a little noisy outside.
Alone, the willow falls into the dream.
Zuiyan red makeup used to be drunk.
Delicate lips print sweet eyes print tenderness.
Looking back, tears turn to tears.
Never abandon this life, never leave.
Acacia flowers fall, acacia flowers fall.
Time flies, yesterday met, yesterday left, yesterday left.
Dreaming in a daze, he gradually became an Iraqi.
I am far away from you, and you are far away from me.
Become a butterfly, look for flowers every night and live in the grass.
The grass in your north is as blue as jade, and the mulberries here are bent into green branches.
Light a lamp and lean against the red chamber. West China contains late smoke
Yu Yeqing, Fengmeng, Zhu Hua, Jiang Lang
Xu Yi has made a long-term commitment that the seas run dry and the rocks crumble, so you can choose enough.
It's not about love. I didn't find the poem containing this poem that the landlord wanted. I think the landlord may just remember the meaning of this sentence but forget the original words.
But in the process of searching, I found four classic love poems and put them here. I hope you like it! From here, we can interpret the four true meanings of love. I hope more people will cherish these four poems. I hope that each of us still has the first realm of faith in true love: the farthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death, but that I stand in front of you and you don't know that I love you; The furthest distance in the world is not that you don't know I love you when I stand in front of you, but that I am so obsessed that I can't say I love you. The furthest distance in the world is not that I can't say I love you, but that I miss you so much that I can only bury it in my heart. The furthest distance in the world is not that I can't say I miss you, but that I love each other but can't be together; The furthest distance in the world is not loving each other but not being together, but pretending not to care when you know that true love is invincible; The furthest distance in the world is not the distance between trees, but the branches that grow from the same root, but cannot depend on each other in the wind; The furthest distance in the world is not that the branches can't depend on each other, but that the stars face each other without intersecting tracks; The furthest distance in the world is not the trajectory between stars, but even if the trajectories meet, there is nowhere to be found in the blink of an eye; The furthest distance in the world is not that you can't find it in an instant, but that you are doomed to meet it before you meet it; The farthest distance in the world is the distance between fish and birds, one in the sky and the other in the depths of the sea; Dear, now, you are by my side, but we can't fall in love in the sun. The second realm: "To the Oak Tree" Shu Ting If I love you, I will never show off on your high branches like climbing Campbell. If I love you, I will never learn from spoony birds and repeat monotonous songs for the shade. It will not only bring cool comfort to the spring for many years, but also increase your height and set off your prestige like a dangerous peak, even sunshine and even spring rain. No, these are not enough! I must be a kapok beside you, standing with you in the image of a tree, grasping the leaves underground and touching each other in the clouds. Every time a gust of wind passes, we greet each other, but no one understands us. You have your copper branches and iron stems like swords and halberds, and I have my red flowers like heavy sighs and heroic torches. We share the cold wave, wind and thunder, and thunderbolt. We seem to be separated forever but we are dependent on each other. This is great love-not only your great body, but also your position. The first step to the third realm: "Meet" Cangyang Jiacuo Living Buddha, you see it, or you don't see me, I have no sorrow and no love, or I don't miss my feelings, I don't love you, or I don't love you, and I don't increase or decrease your love. Or you don't follow me, my hand is in your hand. Come to my arms or let me live in your heart. Silent love, silent joy. The fourth realm: "When you are old" Ye Zhi, when you are old, gray-haired and sleepy by the fire, please take this poem down and read it slowly, recalling the softness of your eyes in the past and their heavy shadows in the past. When you are young and happy, how many people love and worship you. False or true, only one person loves you, the pilgrim's soul loves you, the painful wrinkles on your aging face hang down, and sadly whisper the disappearance of love by the burning stove. On the mountain overhead, it walked slowly, hiding its face among a group of stars.