What are the modern poems about "missing girls"?

1, you walk gently, just as you come gently, you wave your sleeves without taking away a cloud. -Xu Zhimo's Farewell to Cambridge

2, miss you, respectively, you know, this is a night, there are many longing colors, but also a pale pull, I really miss you, fate is always a bit sudden, love makes people can't wait. -Anonymous "About Missing"

3. Once upon a time, you appeared in my dream. At the moment of meeting, light the flame of love in your heart! Miss, in this way, bitter flow. Years of wind, memory, dried up in the distant sky. Seasonal rain makes each other's hearts suffer in the mud ... In life, the expectation of waiting is doomed to be an illusion. However, I can't get rid of my lingering thoughts. Heart, tangled, helpless pain. The clouds on the horizon lit up my makeup, and I was lonely all my life! Tonight, my tears are like rain. Full of discharge, a swamp in a place ... —— Anonymous You are my missing heartstring.

I'm looking forward to the dawn and cool wind/blowing away the night covering the Woods and fields. I expect you to come to me through the Woods and fields like a wanderer returning home. I am looking forward to, sometimes with a smile, sometimes with tears, I am looking forward to a spring that has never opened, and I am looking forward to your coming along the beautiful path. I am full of tenderness/will bloom 10,000 Bai Lianhua, when you are walking gently by my side. -Anonymous "I look forward to ..."

5. The silent road winds along in the silent night/as if it were a miss, with no source in sight. Moonlight is flowing down from the leaves and along the path to the distance. A group of elves are hidden in the moonlight, playing silent melodies and dancing invisible steps. The silent road is still painted with lines that make people linger. -Anonymous "Moment of Missing"

6. How have you been recently? No, I don't miss you, and neither do I. i care about you a great deal. Every holiday season, I miss my relatives more than ever, and a faint yearning will float in, and there will be unforgettable memories about you in the distance. So ... The sun also wants to cry. A gloomy breath. Like a thug, filled my heart. what can I say? There is no promise of love, and there is no expectation of life. But why, whenever I think of you, there will always be a heart rain, which will overflow my whole body and soak it, and it is another spring. -Anonymous "I miss my relatives twice during the festive season"

7. Moonlight, can you put my dream soul on a magnolia branch three or five feet away from her? -Xu Zhimo's Qiu Si in the Indian Ocean