A bouquet of love letters modern poetry

1. Flowers are floating

Falling flowers as colorful as drizzle

The faint fragrance reveals sadness

The posture of falling into the world of mortals How charming the style is

The choice of fate is so accidental

The figure of the lost youth is far away

The flowers are falling and the thoughts of the past are falling

Helpless sigh, silent hurt

Time has gone far quietly

When I am speechless, I look alone at the melancholy clear sky

The flowers are falling in someone’s courtyard

The mood of the season is unpredictable

It is fate when we meet and smile

2. The woman who is like a dream

The woman who is like a dream< /p>

Decorating other people’s dreams every night

Poetry-like age

Song-like pure appearance

Dream-like woman

There is a sad color between the eyebrows

A fairy tale of stars flashing in the autumn waves

A secret love song on the lips

Like a dream Woman

The slenderness of Tang poetry and the charm of Song poetry

The vicissitudes of a peach blossom, dreaming back to the past life

It makes the reality of the past lose its direction

< p> 3. The Nest of the Past

The little girl returning from the south

Swallow, pick up a piece of longing

Build the Nest of the Past in the dream

Popular songs are a kind of wound

In May, the begonias sitting quietly in front of the window

beat the heartbeat of spring

The flying catkins

Falling from the edge of time

Beautiful figures traveling in the bustling city

Half of the story is buried in the dusk

The eyes are melancholy Thoughts

Pierce a false passion

4. A bouquet of love letters

Fold all the girls’ blessings

into a pillow of flowers

The feeling of distressed first love

Tasting a bunch of love letters

Unfolding the Rubik's Cube of love

Can you spell out the colors of dreams

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My thoughts are deep in the courtyard

The flowering period has been missed in a hurry

The lonely lilac

Sadly singing on the platform

The drizzle wets the lovesickness

Youth has been collected by the night

5. Pomegranate tree in the wind

Pomegranate tree swaying in the wind

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The flames on the branches in summer

Popular loneliness and pain

The cheerful and generous woman

A gust of breeze

It will make your branches tremble with laughter

Across the secular window

We can only look at each other like this

Bury our roots and thoughts underground

The rainy season takes away some days

A pomegranate like a fist

Beating the confession of August

6. Soul-breaking Blue Bridge

Marla’s whole afternoon

I am immersed in your eyes

The dancer of love

Elegant and moving posture

Lift the plot's skirt

A classic tragedy

Why, Mara

Why

Your melancholy Fascinating

Your story is heartbreaking

Beautiful and kind-hearted orphan

Facing the wheel of destiny

The soul Broken Blue Bridge

Flowing in the depths of the years

A faint desolation

7. Lonely flowers

Small flower pots

It is a place where urban girls plant love

How many mornings or dusk

How many girls water it with different moods

The living room gradually becomes fuller of skin

It is a siege of money and material things

Vanity hangs in the living room

Love shrinks into a bonsai for viewing

The story of a potted flower containing a branch of pink

Girls use lipstick to cover up the past

The skills of makeup are getting better and better

Lies are truer than the truth

Passing through the streets of the city

You will see

Many lonely flowers growing in the sky

Many people walking around indifferently

8. Snowless winter

In snowless winter

The sun is no longer so far away

The woman in red , walking into

Warm scenery

In the snowless winter

The mood is like a string of purple wind chimes

Hanging on The window of lovesickness

Drifting in the wind

In the snowless winter

Happiness is a sweater

The stars are no longer wandering< /p>

The moon is drunk in my arms

In the snowless winter

Time is like water, washing away

All the sadness and city

Watch yourself calmly

9. Wandering

From the flying of catkins

Wandering rivers and changing thoughts

Wrinkles are the scars of escaping from the past

Quiet, my wild dream

What dyed my black hair white

My footprints are covered with grass and homesickness< /p>

It’s doomed, that woman with black eyes

Fashionably dressed, I live and die for you

Home is a conceptual container

< p> Burn something to eat and continue on the road

Towards the beach of bones

Who can guarantee that there is a palace or a prophecy ahead

10. In Jiangnan

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Oh, in Jiangnan

The wind in Jiangnan is so soft

It is as soft as Xizi’s waist

And the clear and shallow water and the faint mountains

Setting out from the spring on the boat in the painting

Arrived at every lotus in the summer pond

The sister in the depths of Wu Ge

Acting like a bride dressing up in classical poetry

The plot in the novel unexpectedly meets in reality

Here, good times are often like dreams, and the night comes The fragrance of flowers

The misty rain envelopes the place names that have been sung in ancient and modern times

Every step you take is a different scenery