I turned off the light.
Think all day.
But it was all you.
I shook my head.
But I can't get rid of your smile
Try to lie down quietly.
fall asleep
see
Or you
Second, the modern poetry of missing one's lover.
Blessing sound auspicious transmission
There is a soft place in my heart.
When people meet, they have strong feelings.
Happy holidays
Happy life and spring breeze
Happy China ushered in a fruitful year.
Third, the modern poetry of missing one's lover.
The distant mountains call for green grass.
Chang 'e's lonely heart is foggy.
Walk across the overpass. Look at that.
Hate to bid farewell to the heavenly palace.
I hope you will be in North Korea.
A warm life is accompanied by old age.
White heads are interdependent, and the sun and the moon are good.
The moon smiled coldly.
Fourth, the modern poetry of missing one's lover.
Winter has begun. Light snow and heavy snow. Solstice of winter. Slight cold and severe cold.
In the lonely winter when I can't meet the second lonely person.
Walk alone, sing alone, go shopping alone, and watch the world carnival alone.
People walked hand in hand around the amusement park.
He is the only one for her. I am the only one for everyone.
The world is full of opportunities for us to meet.
But I've never seen you.
Verb (abbreviation of verb) is a modern poem about missing a lover.
One person's indifference and another person's difficulties,
One person's loyalty and another person's deception,
What one person pays plus what another person plunders,
One person's trust and another person's perfunctory.
Love is one person plus another,
However, one plus one is not equal to two.
Just because you add me doesn't mean we are.
This feeling is called sex. ...
If you forget to wake up, I would rather close my eyes first.
6. Modern poems about missing lovers
A color wall chart without lines.
A pure but unsolvable algebra
A dulcimer, plucking the rain beads on the eaves.
A pair of oars that can't reach the other shore
Bud usually waits in silence.
Sunset is usually far away.
Maybe there is an ocean hidden.
But all I shed was two tears.
Ah, in the vision of the heart
in one's soul of souls