Making a promise with you is the most eternal scenery in my plain years. I've always wanted to say that wherever I go, the place I want to go most is by your side.
May we love each other until the end of time. I believe we can wait for our hair to turn gray together.
You are here, I am here, and the seas run dry and the rocks crumble. Not too gorgeous, only one sentence I like you, but it can make each other care.
Honey, you know, even though I'm black and blue, I still have the strength to love you. Some people only look at you, but they affect your life.
Life is like wrapping jiaozi. No matter what stuffing you are, I will wrap you tightly in my heart. No matter how the boiled water of life is cooked, my love for you will never fade! How many people have been hurt by love, how many people's hearts have been hurt, how many memories have been destroyed, how many feelings have been hurt, how many memories have been lost, and how many memories have been lost. Even if a moth puts out the fire, it still doesn't hesitate. They only look at love and hurt themselves, but they can't end their lives. They shed a lot of spoony tears, drank a glass of turbid wine and tasted how much ordinary love! If you are my lotus, let me keep a long-term affection for you in my life! "My eyes are raining for her, but my heart is holding an umbrella for her. This is love. " At least once in your life, forget yourself for whom.
I really like you. Please believe me.
Let the tide of love come closer to us bit by bit. No matter how big the storm is, I will be by your side to shelter you from the wind and rain. I want to love someone, that is, the determination to abandon everything and only be with her.
Love, without reason, is because of the throb of the heart, affection, no excuse, a thousand times looking back. Even if the world disappears, my love for you is still there.
Put that oath gently on your finger and the two of them will be together forever. A growth is just a fall, and only the old times bring us happiness.
Love is simple: one you, single-minded. The most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old with you.
Kiss, open your hand, and let love stay here. With calm love, I will accompany you to see the fleeting scenery.
Although you are not the best, you are the only one I love. I am willing to exchange 10,000 cycles for you and me forever.
You are forever, no matter how long, no matter how far, I will always love you. The oath of love will always be with you and me.
Just because I took one more look at you in the crowd, I never forgot your face again.
Hold you in my heart, hold my hand, and silently pray that God will guide me, not for eternity, but for being by your side. Thinking about you is something I don't have to think about every day. As time goes by, you remain in my heart.
Although there are many flowers, there are no duplicates. I hope you are my destiny takes a hand. There are many people who like you and don't lack me, but I love very few people, only you! No matter how the years change, my love for you has never changed! Just for one person, all my life, the ends of the earth, I only wish you peace! As long as I am with you, there is nothing I don't want to do. Let me protect you forever! We are all unique, let's get to know each other by destiny, and let's spend our lives together with love! On that day, you were the end of the world and I was the cape, in pairs. At that time, you were the bright moon, I was the clear spring, and I was full of worries about life. I love you every day, love you every moment, miss you every minute, and hope that God can complete our life! I have no time to participate in your past, and I will accompany you to the end in your future! I will wait for you in spring. As the mountains and rivers agreed, if you look up and see clouds floating in the sky that day, it will be the most beautiful meeting in our life. Who will fight for hegemony? Now I have pointed my finger at the end of the world, but I just want to caress the piano for you and be carefree from now on! At that time, on the West Lake, you played for the Iraqi people, and the Iraqi people danced for you, and you couldn't play all the love in your last life. The blue butterfly was drunk among the flowers and walked around the world hand in hand.
Waiting for the change of bloom's dying years, my love for you has never changed! The love of a lifetime is only for Iraqis! Do you know you are my favorite person? It is not impossible to go through fire and water for you. I have never loved you so much. When I met you, I felt I was the luckiest person! Among thousands of people, flowers bloom and fall in that season, and you and I first met; On that sunny and flowing day, you and I knew each other; When Xia Feng looked at the stars tenderly side by side, you and I fell in love. I would rather spend my whole life waiting for you to find that I have been by your side and never gone far.
Love is not that deep. Being together is the greatest happiness. Because of you, I believe in true love. Because of you, I believe forever.
I want to tell you loudly that you have always been in my world. We all say that no matter what happens in the future, don't forget some childish promises! I miss you in the sky, in front of me, in my heart, and in my heart.
Talk about love for the purpose of marriage once in your life, and then stay together like that. In the fleeting time, the years are good. Once in a lifetime, talk about a love for the purpose of marriage! Believe for the last time, go straight ahead and you will reach the end of your life. With me, nothing can be greater than you.
Love is the first time we meet, but we still miss it after thousands of turns. Where are you, that is, you want to be the end of the world that I miss.
I will spend my life with you and protect you. The first time I saw you was the most beautiful encounter in my life.
Making a promise with you is the most eternal scenery in my plain years. The only meanness in this life is that you are mine.
Thinking about the future with you, I'm not afraid of anything else. 20 16 with your company, I believe that we will not be afraid of wind and rain.
2. Selected modern poems about (love) 13 Xi Murong's classic love poems.
* To the oak tree
If I love you-
Unlike climbing Campbell,
Show off with your tall branches:
If I love you-
Never imitate spoony birds,
Repeat monotonous songs for the shade;
It is not just like a fountain,
Send cool comfort all year round;
It is not just like a dangerous peak, it increases your height and sets off your dignity.
Even sunshine.
Every time a gust of wind blows,
We all greet each other,
But no one
Understand what we said.
You have your copper branches and iron stems,
Like a knife, like a sword,
Like halberds,
I have my red flowers,
Like a heavy sigh,
Like a heroic torch,
We share cold waves, storms and lightning;
We enjoy the fog, the rainbow,
As if we were separated forever,
But they depend on each other all their lives,
This is great love,
Loyalty is here:
Not only love your strong body,
I also love your stand and the land under your feet.
If you are a tearful shooter
I am the man.
Bai Niao is determined not to dodge.
Just wait for the arrow to come by surprise.
Walk into my broken heart
If you are the only one in the world
The only gunman who can hurt me
I am all your youth.
All the emotions that can't be forgotten.
It's like the last cloud
Hidden in the infinite blue sky
Then let me die at your hands
It's like finally being able to
Die in your arms
* Actor
Please don't believe my beauty.
Don't trust my love either.
Under the painted face
I have a player's heart
So, please don't take my sadness seriously.
Don't break your heart because of my performance.
Dear friend, this life.
3. Looking for modern poems about love, waiting for us forever-Yu Guangzhong.
If I hear you pour out in the morning, the most beautiful
That verb, if it died that night,
What am I afraid of? When I love
If you can't love heartily, you must love sadly.
This summer, your beauty stung me for no reason.
As long as you reach out, a miracle will land.
In the open palm, there is your landing.
In the palm of my hand, the palm of the lotus.
For example, the evening in late summer, facing the pool full of fragrance.
Facing the quiet and spontaneous combustion soul
Who will promise me?
What if I call you by your nickname?
As long as there is in the pool, as long as there is in summer.
A petal of red, why did I meet you?
Lotus is the nickname of Pearl Krabs, and Lotus is Pearl Krabs.
Read Pearl Krabs, and meet people when you meet lotus.
As long as there is in my heart, as long as there is in my dream.
There is also a smell that summer is dying.
That is, stubble is everywhere, that is, the stars are not extinguished.
Still the soul of the lotus.
Forever, I will wait for you to separate your lips, say it and spit out that verb.
People who have loved are far from forgetting. Injury prevention
Trauma is always there. My scar
Scary red, branded lotus.
4. What are the poems about love in modern times? If life is just like the first time, why is it sad to draw a fan in the autumn wind? It is easy to change, and it is also easy to change.
Lishan language is clear at midnight, and the rain bell doesn't complain at night. More importantly, if you are lucky enough, you will be more willing than before.
-Nalan Xingde butterfly lovers Author: Su Shi Age: Song genre: Word category: anonymous flowers wither and red apricots are small. Swallows fly, green water people go around.
Small catkins are blowing on the branches There are many fish in the sea.
Swing inside and outside the wall. The layman in the wall, the beauty in the wall laughs.
The laughter died away, and so did the sound. Affectionate but heartless chagrin.
Jinse Li Shangyin I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each with a youthful interval. Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.
On the 20th day of the first month, Mao Yi, the son of Jiang Chengzi, remembered his dream of ten years, and his life and death were boundless. Never think, never forget.
A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.
When night came, my dream suddenly came home. Xiao Xuan window, get dressed.
Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.
Song of Eternal Sorrow An emperor in China, eager to shake the beauty of an empire, has been on the throne for many years, looking for it, but failed to find it. Until a child of the Yang family grew up in the inner room, almost before she grew up, and no one knew her.
However, due to the gift of heaven and no concealment, it was finally elected royal one day. If she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace.
It was early spring. They let her bathe in a pure pool to warm and smooth her creamy skin. Because she was tired, a maid lifted her up, when the emperor noticed her for the first time and chose her as his bride.
On the night of spring, the warm hibiscus curtains covered her fluttering hair, petals on her cheeks and golden ripples on her head. But the night in spring is short and the sun rises too fast. Since then, the emperor has given up his early hearing.
He wastes all his time on parties and revelry. He is the lover of spring and the tyrant of night. There are other ladies in his court, 3,000 of whom are stunning beauties, but his love for 3,000 is concentrated on one person.
The golden house is dressed up to serve the night. When the table in the jade tower is cleaned, she will wander around and drink wine slowly. Sisters and brothers are in this country because she illuminates and glorifies her family.
When a girl is born instead of a boy, she brings happiness to every father and mother in the empire. ... high rose plum palace, into the blue clouds, and the wide breeze carries magical notes.
Soft songs and slow dances, strings and bamboo music, the emperor's eyes will never stare at her. Yu Yang Fu (pí) came at his instigation and surprised the colorful feathers.
The Forbidden City, a nine-story palace, is hidden in the dust and travels southwest from thousands of chariots and horses. The imperial flag opened the way, suddenly moving and stopping, 30 miles from the capital and passing the west gate.
People in the army stopped, and no one moved, turned around and died. The gorgeous hairpin fell to the ground, and no one picked it up, a green and white Hosta and a golden hairy bird.
The emperor couldn't save her, so he had to cover his face. Later, when he turned to look, there was blood and tears. Hidden in the yellow dust from the cold wind, they crossed a cloud line at the crack of the steeple path.
Under Emei Mountain. The last few came, and the flags and banners lost their colors in the fading sun. But the water in Shu is always green and the mountains are always blue, so your majesty's love is constant and deeper than the sky.
He stared at the desolate moon from his temporary palace, and he heard the rain at dusk, cutting his chest. Heaven and earth in last contact, the dragon car comes home, and the emperor never leaves.
In the soil under the slope of Mawei (wéi), that memory, that anguish. Where is her white face? . Rulers and lords, when their eyes met, cried on their coats. They rode horses, loosened the reins and slowly returned to the capital.
Pond, garden, palace, everything is the same as before, Taiye Lake hibiscus, Weiyang Palace willow. But the petals are like her face, and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows. Whenever he looks at them, what can he do but cry? ? Spring breeze blows on your face, peaches and plums bloom at night, and autumn leaves fall all over the ground after autumn rain.
The south area of the West Palace (a book called Garden) is covered with autumn grass, and the steps are piled with red leaves that no one has swept. Bai Fuxin, a disciple of Li Yuan, and eunuchs in her pepper yard. .
Fireflies were flying on the throne, and he was meditating in the twilight. He will extend the wick to its end and still never fall asleep ... bells and drums will slowly ring the long night, and before dawn, the Milky Way in the sky will become clear.
And the porcelain mandarin ducks on the roof grow thick morning cream, and the jade is cold. Who's with * * *? The distance between life and death is year after year, but no beloved soul has visited his dream. There lived a Taoist priest in Lingqiong. He was a guest in the sky and could summon the gods through his concentration.
People were moved by the emperor's constant meditation, and they begged the Taoist priest to see if he could find her. He opened a path in space, like lightning, cut through the sky, up and down, looking for it everywhere.
Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in two places. Then he heard a story about a magical island at sea, which is part of the invisible world.
There are pavilions in the five-color sky, and exquisite immortals walk back and forth. And one of them, they call it forever true, has a face like her snow and flowers.
So he went to the golden gate of the West Hall, knocked on the Jasper Gate, and asked a girl named Small jade to tell Shuang Perfect. This lady, after hearing the news of Emperor China's envoy, woke up from her dream in her canopy.
She pushed open the pillow, got dressed, shook off her drowsiness, opened the pearly curtain, and then opened the silver screen. Because she left in such a hurry, her muddy hair ornaments hung aside, and when she came along the platform, her flowered hat came loose.
The wind blew the fairy's robe, as if she were dancing in a rainbow skirt and feather coat. Tears rolled down her sad and pale face, just like the spring rain on pear flowers.
But when she asked him to thank her monarch, her eyes shone with love. Since they separated, her form and voice were unfamiliar to her. Since happiness has ended in the sunny heaven, Penglai Palace ordered people to pay for a fake boxing boat for husband and wife.
But when she turned to look down at the earth and tried to see the capital, there was only fog and dust. He expressed his love for the old man and sent him back a shell box and gold hairpin through his special envoy.
However, one branch of the hairpin and one side of the box were kept, and the gold of the hairpin and the shell of the box were broken. "Our souls belong to each other," she said, "just like this gold and this shell." Somewhere, at some time, on earth or in heaven, we will be together.
She sent him a message through his messenger, reminding him that only the hearts of the two of them knew the oath. On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, we secretly told each other in the quiet midnight world.
We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one, grow on the earth, two branches of a tree ... the earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
When I met Yu in the Southern Tang Dynasty, I went to the West Building without saying a word. The bright moon was like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree locked the deep courtyard in the clear autumn. It is sad, especially the general taste in my heart. "Meeting Lin Huanhua and Xie Chunhong" Li Yulin spent Xie Chunhong in the South Tang Dynasty, which was too hasty.
Helpless, cold rain comes early and wind comes late. Cochineal tears, stay drunk, when heavy.
People naturally hate each other for a long time, and water flows east. Qin Guan: "The Fairy of Que Bridge" skillfully uses thin clouds and flying stars to spread grievances, and the Yin and Han secretly cross Chen Cang.
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. 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.
If the relationship between two people is long-lasting, it is still a matter of time. Li Yu's "Sauvignon Blanc" has two mountains, the mountains are far away, the sky is high and the smoke is cold, and the acacia maple leaves are Dan.
Bloom is gone, the chrysanthemum is broken, and the goofy goose hasn't come back yet, which is a romantic leisure scene. Liu Yong is chilling and sad.
The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest. All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them.
Holding hands and looking at tears, I was speechless. Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo.
Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. What's more, it is a cold autumn festival.
Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying. After the New Year, it should be a good time and a good scene.
Customs are strange, who to talk to. Liu Yong, a butterfly lover, leans on a dangerous building, looking at the spring sorrow, and the sky is dark.
(3) In the afterglow of the grass, no one will lean on the fence and be silent. Planning madness is drunk, 4 is wine song, 5 is strong and tasteless.
⑥ The belt will gradually widen, and you will never regret it. ⑥ It will make people languish for Iraq. The furthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death, but when I stand in front of you, 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 you can't say I love you. The furthest distance in the world is not that you can't say I love you, but that you can only bury it in your heart. The furthest distance in the world is not that you can't say I miss you, but that you love each other but can't be together. The furthest distance is not being in love 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.
5. What can I do? I can't speak in my heart, and I am also very painful. But why, I always break through my last line of defense in the end. I don't like colors without the purity of white paper. It's just chaos It's a kind of chaos. Maybe this is the sadness I should have at my age, but why are some people too poor to go out all their lives? Maybe it's just that the rainy season came late as the saying goes.
Love, love is just a grain of sand. Whoever falls in love with you first will collapse first. A piece of white paper should not be colored, but why is there such an unwilling answer? It's already very quiet inside, but why should we be confused by this colorful world? This is just a lie. Maybe I don't understand. Maybe I will never know how to understand. Now is the prelude to adulthood, and I only feel helpless from it. Comma, period, double quotation marks, my fate should be guided, I am not qualified, how can a person who has never experienced it deserve to say such a thing? I just let my sad story continue to be staged, feel the artistic conception, lead a drunken life, rotate on my so-called stage, and feel the hardships of the next breath when the next space bar comes.
6. Modern Love Poetry [Love Poetry] Love, who are you lonely (Niu Qili)? Tears fall in the poetic season. The lover's back is blurred. A person with blurred vision. Crying like a broken pearl, I sighed and fell to the ground. The songs in the gray sky are so shallow and short. I can't hear you. I do not see any at all. Once held hands and swore that time could not stand the test of time. The bangs on my forehead are scattered with the wind. Worry is the result of yesterday's intoxication. Who are you lonely?
Date: 20 10-06- 14 Click: 1 Author: Niu Qili [Love Poetry] loves it to death. I lay in my dream and began to miss it. I woke up at the window and stayed in the initial gentle and indifferent stillness. In the wind, there are clouds floating in the distant or strange air, which freeze me in the blue sky, smile at the colors and hug me all the time in the fluttering love. Date: 20 10-06- 13 Click: 107 Author: On the shore, Hua Die, which loves leaves, is swaying the rhythm of spring, and fallen leaves are cutting the traces of memory.
In the evening, the lonely shadow sang something unforgettable, once falling flowers, dancing in whose obscurity and showing tenderness in whose eyes? The melody of * * has the color of dreams, and the silent melancholy is calling for what it used to be.
The wind is rustling, and the lawsuit of the past is thousands of miles away. Date: 20 10-06- 13 Click: 1 13 Author: Xuan Yue [Love Poem] to my girl (Niu Qili) It was your gentle eyes that aroused my homesickness, and it was your watery eyes that aroused my loving heart, only to find that you had.
Date: 20 10-06- 13 Click: 96 Author: Niu Qili (Niu Qili) Early in the morning, I opened two doors left unlocked to breathe fresh air. I saw the white ground dotted with spots. At noon, I sit in a wheelchair and bask in the sun. I saw ants busy preparing for the winter in droves. In the evening, I walked in the forest and stepped on thick leaves. Date: 20 10-06- 13 Click: 17 Author: Niu Qili.
7. Modern poetry, a modern poem about love and feelings 1. You are beyond my imagination, and I am beyond your imagination.
2. Spring breeze and other young people can't help but hate leisure. 3. Love is caring, love is dedication, it is the pain of missing, it is the sweetness of memories, it is inseparable, it is the expectation of the morning, lover, how are you? 4. Love is a harmonious fusion of two similar natures in an infinite sense.
5, love you quickly, only a lifetime; I love you for a short time, but I just want to live forever. 6. If you love too fast, will heartbreak follow? Too many promises, will the future be blank! 7. In fact, love is an onion. If you peel them off one by one, one will make you cry.
What you need to pay in this process is perseverance, tolerance, patience and passion. 8, the vast sea of people, gentleness is the navigation that loves you; On a bleak and cold night, warmth just wants to hug you; Live a long life and enjoy the beautiful scenery together with you; Heaven and earth are long, love you forever; You are the only one in this world who is my soul's support! 9. I will cherish myself more in the days without you; In the years without me, you should take good care of yourself? 10, whether it is your original stock or not, I am willing to be your potential stock. After marriage, I will become an excellent student, and excellent students will get dividends every year.
1 1, I give all the true feelings in the world to the moon and ask her to light up every shadow in your life! 12, how can you walk alone in the world without sitting alone with the window and leaving alone? There is no loneliness in the world! 13, I don't know if my soul is broken, but I have a dream. My love, except the moon in the sky, who knows?
14, love is a plate of sand, gentle enough to have a home; Love is a glass of wine, sweet and long. 15, love is fate, love is touching, love is habit, love is tolerance, love is sacrifice, love is understanding, and love is a lifelong commitment.
16, love if you feel right! But don't say forever, every day feels different, let alone the future. 17, after parting, remember to meet each other and dream of being with you several times.
18, love takes time; Love also needs honesty; Love needs words to express. 19, it doesn't take long to love someone, it takes a lifetime to love someone, and even the best past is just a memory. To miss the past is to give up the future.
20. Ask me how long I love you, only one more day than forever! Romantic and beautiful love sentence 1, you are destined to be the scenery I will stay in this life, and I will never give up. For you, I am willing to cut my finger, drop my blood into a circle, and embrace your tenderness. Even if the roses are scattered into mud and crushed into dust, I am willing to wait for the heartache of this life.
2. Love a song, sing it with all your heart and tears, write your feelings and hate with blood, and read your own story, a love and a sorrow, so that this life will be moved, let this moment cry for it, and let many pens with no regrets write sad songs for it. Nirvana Que Ci, allow me to freeze three feet, let acacia still water flow deeply, when the night is deeper, ask the wind outside the curtain, who is the silhouette to comfort me? I have you in this life, so my love is so strong. In fact, I have learned the last look when you leave, which is the most helpless decision in the world. Your disappointment is silent.
4. If you love someone and keep a love, you can go for an outing together in early spring, enjoy the lotus together in midsummer, enjoy the moon together in early autumn and go to Xun Mei together in late winter. You are not tired, but happy, ordinary and dull. Then, there will be no regrets in this life.
I have always thought that I am a very rational person in terms of feelings. I can grasp the size and know how to measure the distance. But in front of you, I lost my heart and soul. Is this the so-called love? I don't know, I really don't know, I only know that this feeling is very beautiful and sweet, which makes me reluctant and unforgettable. 6. The eyes are like water, reflecting the stars outside the window.
Blurred starlight, flickering faintly in the faint clouds. Your breath is everywhere in the air.
You are a dream that I can't forget in this life and a love that I can't interpret. 7, a misty rain, a lovesickness, you in memory, just a soul, your body is still in the ancient southern town, if you can meet a story in the rain, then she would rather cut this bitter lovesickness rain flower.
8. It is a passion and a kind of happiness to miss you. Thinking of you is the source of my happiness, which brings me back to the seed age of love, and that yearning spreads in my heart ... 9. My heart is on the road, and I intend to be far away. The branches in July are gradually covered with green fruit pulp.
Behind my bright smile, only you can understand the lingering sadness. 10, who is hopelessly waiting for whom, and who will leave who behind? Who is obsessed with loneliness for whom, and who demotes who to nothingness? Broken-hearted ruler can't measure the distance of lovesickness. Tiny corners of the mouth are dotted in the night sky. I miss your heart ... 1 1. You are a love song, a poem of the soul, chasing your faint back with a paddle and a sail. From a distance, you are the flower that can't bloom as scheduled in my life.
12, perhaps, in this life, you are destined to be an insurmountable love gap in my destiny. I know that in the future, you will always be in my heart. Even if loving you will make me lonely all the time, I will still keep my memories. In the lush season and sad days, I will devote myself wholeheartedly to my obsession.
13, love, be willing to be dull, but not dull; Should be willing to be ordinary, but not ordinary. No longer think about the past, no longer cling to the past.
14, the smoke has started. I'll wait for you at the door. The sun goes down, I'll wait for you on the hillside.
The leaves are yellow. I will wait for you under the tree. The moon is bent. I'll wait for you in the fifteenth.
It's raining in Mao Mao. I'll wait for you under the umbrella. The running water is frozen. I'll wait for you by the river.
Life is tired, I will wait for you in heaven. We are old, and I will wait for you in the afterlife.
15, the shallow time immersed in lovesickness flows leisurely from the other side of you and me. The fleeting footsteps shattered the wordless vicissitudes.
The vivid past in my heart is a melancholy that can never be erased in my eyes. 16, if meeting is fate, this fate always comes and goes in a hurry. Fate comes and goes like duckweed on the sea. When we meet briefly, we will face all kinds of things. Feelings may be the most fragile, and it hurts when touched. How much unforgettable love has drifted with the wind in the world of mortals, and how much acacia has scattered in the rain? Lonely midnight gave the lyre a cavity of yearning, which was beautiful.
8. Modern Love Poems [Love Poems] Love, who are you alone (Niu Qili)
Tears in poetic season, lovers' looking back blurred whose vision blurred. Crying is like a broken pearl falling to the ground with a sigh. The fate is so shallow and short, and the gray sky is singing. I can't hear you. I do not see any at all. I used to hold hands and swear that time has passed and can't stand the test of time. Liu Haimei's anxiety on your forehead is the fruit of yesterday's intoxication. Who are you loving alone?
Date: 20 10-06- 14 Click: 1 Author: Niu Qili [Love Poetry] loves it to death.
Lying in my dream bed, I began to miss you. The window where I woke up stayed in the initial gentle and indifferent silence. Clouds float in the distant wind or strange air, freeze me under the blue sky, smile at the colors, embrace the stars and watch the night until I die, and wait for you every night in the cold wind-every morning and every day, smiling and hugging brightly.
Date: 20 10-06- 13 Click: 107 Author: Shore Love Leaves Love Flowers
Hua Die with broken wings is swaying the rhythm of spring, and the fallen leaves are cutting the traces of memory. In the evening, the lonely shadow sang something unforgettable, once falling flowers, dancing in whose obscurity and showing tenderness in whose eyes? The melody of * * has the color of dreams, and the silent melancholy is calling for what it used to be. . The wind is rustling, and the lawsuit of the past is thousands of miles away.
Date: 20 10-06- 13 Click: 1 13 Author: Xuan Yue [Love Poem] to my girl (Niu Qili)
It is your gentle eyes that make me homesick. It is your watery eyes that make me feel naive and worried. I feel the past from my heart, only to find that you have penetrated into my heart. Wang Qiushui reflected the moonlight when I played the piano, which was the most beautiful note. Tonight, my heart floats far away. Acacia tonight is a girl waiting for love, and a smile on the wall is the most beautiful scenery in my memory.
Date: 20 10-06- 13 Click: 96 Author: Niu Qili's seasonal meditation (Niu Qili)
Early in the morning, I pushed open two doors left unlocked to get some fresh air. I saw white spots on the ground. It was late autumn. At noon, I sit in a wheelchair and bask in the sun. I saw swarms of ants busy preparing for the winter. Walking in the forest at night, stepping on thick leaves and making a rustling sound. It turns out that everything is going to winter. I think of my childhood friends.
Date: 20 10-06- 13 Click: 17 Author: Niu Qili
9. Modern love poems make the wind have no direction, there is no long way to go, I lie at the wind gate, I ring the bell around the dog's neck in frustration, and the long night is only for me to narrow the light and dawn, and the five mountains are the first, towering, looking up at the hat and falling clouds.
Emperor Zen, who is right and who is wrong, the holy mountain breeds everything. Scholars, stone tablets, chanting through the ages.
The country is magnificent and admired by many heroes. I boarded the tour from a teenager, and the speed was extremely fast, and the sea of clouds was surging day by day.
Small hills, high and spacious Wan Li. In my life, I live far apart, and I love romantic places the most.
Smile at the sky, why worry about the sunset! The campus bell blew away the clouds in the west, and a touch of youthful years melted into the galaxy with the past time. I stood on the yellow land, picked up a pinch of local light and shadow, and recalled my childhood. For example, in today's courtyard, the walls are broken, the eaves fall, the afterglow on the west side of the setting sun turns red, and my eyes are broken into sand and fall into the mud. Yesterday's glory, accompanied by the sunset, made me tremble all over. With memory, I slowly walked on the stone steps and picked up a touch of old feelings. I got lost on the road, looking for water on barren land. Withered grass bows its head, stubborn body and weathered sand fly in mid-air. The scrolling time will not be frozen. I continue to wander for my footprints. I look for light in the darkness where I can't see my fingers. The veil of night covers the endless road and slowly gropes for it. Finally, I can only crawl on my stomach. The pain will not disappear because of this. I will stick to it for myself. I hope I can slide to the bottom of the valley, climb the scarred and bloody cliff and faint in my messy brain. I will work hard for my ideal, go back to the starting point, look through the memories of ruthless years, erase the once beautiful and lonely figure and disappear into this noisy sea of people. Happiness will not turn around for this, but it is too late now.