Love Poem 1: "I Have" - ??Fang Weide
I have a thought,
When I walk in front of you;
Like a mountain spring,
It is not love or nostalgia.
I had a thought,
On my way home;
Like a ray of setting sun,
It’s not sadness, it’s Not wistful.
Love Poetry 2: "Accidental" - Xu Zhimo
I am a cloud in the sky,
Occasionally projected in the heart of your wave - < /p>
You don’t need to be surprised,
and there is no need to be happy -
disappeared in an instant.
You and I meet on the sea of ??darkness,
You have yours and I have mine, direction;
You may as well remember,
It is best that you forget,
The light that shines upon each other during this encounter!
Love Poem 3: "A Smile" - Hu Shi
More than ten years ago,
A man smiled at me,
I didn't know anything at the time,
I just thought he had a good smile.
I don’t know what happened to that man later,
But his smile is still there,
Not only can I not forget him,
I also feel The longer he gets, the cuter he gets.
I wrote many love poems on his behalf,
I imagined various situations for him,
Some people were sad after reading them,
Some people are happy after reading it.
Whether you are happy or sad,
In fact, it is just that smile,
I may not see the person who smiles again,
But I'm grateful that he smiles so well.
Love Poem 4: "Snowman" - Gu Cheng
In front of your door,
I built a snowman,
On behalf of the clumsy me, I kept you waiting for a long time.
You take out a lollipop,
a sweet heart,
bury it in the snow,
say this will be happy.
The snowman did not smile,
silently,
until the scorching sun of spring,
melted it clean.
Where are the people?
Where is the heart?
Beside the small pool of tears,
there are only bees.
Love Poem Five: "Skill" - Lu Qian
I remember when I was young,
you loved chatting and I loved laughing.
Once we sat side by side under a peach tree,
The wind was blowing in the treetops and the birds were chirping.
I fell asleep somehow,
I don’t know how many flowers fell in my dream.
Love Poem 6: "Fragment" - Bian Zhilin
You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery,
The people watching the scenery are watching you upstairs.
The bright moon decorates your windows,
You decorate other people’s dreams.
Love poem seven: "You are the April in the world" - Lin Huiyin
I say you are the April in the world;
Smile louder The wind lights up all around;
The light spirits dance and change in the brilliance of spring.
You are the clouds in the morning of April,
The wind blows softly at dusk,
The stars twinkle inadvertently,
Drizzle drops fell in front of the flowers.
That lightness, that Tingting, you are,
You are wearing the crown of fresh flowers,
You are innocent and solemn,
You are the full moon every night.
You are like the goose yellow after the snow melts;
The fresh green with the first buds, you are;
Tender joy,
The white lotus floating in the water floats in your dream.
You are the flowers blooming on the trees,
you are the swallows whispering in the beams,
- you are love, warmth and hope,
You are April in the world!
Love Poem 8: "A Flowering Tree" - Xi Murong
How about letting you meet me?
At my most beautiful moment.
For this——
I have been praying in front of the Buddha for five hundred years,
asking him to let us form a mortal relationship.
The Buddha then transformed me into a tree,
growing on the roadside that you must pass by.
Under the sun,
flowers bloom carefully,
Each one is my hope in the previous life!
When you leave Near,
Please listen carefully,
Those trembling leaves,
are my passion for waiting!
And when you finally Walking by indifferently,
What fell on the ground behind you
My friend!
Those are not petals,
they are me. Withering heart.
Love poem nine: "I don't know which direction the wind is blowing" - Xu Zimo
I don't know which direction the wind is blowing
——
I am in a dream,
lingering in the light waves of the dream.
I don’t know which direction the wind is blowing -
I am in a dream,
Her tenderness, My intoxication.
I don’t know which direction the wind is blowing
——
I am in a dream,
Sweetness is in a dream of brilliance.
I don’t know which direction the wind is blowing -
I am in a dream,
Her betrayal, My sadness.
I don’t know in which direction the wind is blowing
——
I am in a dream,
In the sorrow of dreams Heartbroken!
I don’t know in which direction the wind is blowing
——
I am in a dream,
The darkness is in a dream of brilliance.
Love Poem 10: "To the Oak Tree" - Shu Ting
If I love you -
It will never be like a climbing flower in the sky
Use your high branches to show off;
If I love you -
I will never imitate the infatuated bird
Repeat monotonous songs for the green shade;
It’s not just like a spring
It brings cool comfort all year round;
It’s not just like a dangerous peak
It increases your height and sets off your Your majesty.
Even daylight.
Even spring rain.
No, these are not enough!
I must be a kapok tree near you,
standing with you as the image of a tree.
The roots are clenched underground
The leaves are touching in the clouds.
Every gust of wind passed by
We greeted each other,
but no one
understood our words.
You have your copper branches and iron trunks
Like knives, like swords,
Also like halberds;
I have mine The red flowers
are like heavy sighs,
and like heroic torches.
We share the cold wave, wind and thunder, and thunderbolt;
We enjoy the mist, mist, and hauni.
It seems like they are separated forever,
But they are still dependent on each other for life.
This is great love,
This is where steadfastness lies:
Love——
Not only do I love your majestic body,
I also love the position you insist on and the land under your feet.
Love Poem 11: "Goodbye Cambridge" - Xu Zimo
I left quietly,
Just as I came gently;
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I waved gently,
bidding farewell to the clouds in the western sky.
The golden willow by the river,
is the bride in the sunset;
The beautiful shadow in the ripples,
is in my heart Ripple.
The green banana plant on the soft mud,
swaying oilily under the water:
In the soft waves of the Cam River,
I am willing to be a waterweed!
The pool under the elm shade,
is not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky
Crushed among the floating algae,
settling A rainbow dream.
Purch a long pole in search of dreams,
Walk back to where the grass is greener,
Carry a boat full of stars,
Singing in the starry sky.
But I can’t sing,
Quietness is the shengxiao of parting;
The summer insects are also silent for me,
Silence is today Late Cambridge!
I leave quietly,
Just as I came quietly;
I wave my sleeves,
I won’t take them away A cloud.
Love Poem 12: "Mistake" - Zheng Yuchou
I walked through the south of the Yangtze River
The face waiting in the season is like the blooming of a lotus Fall
If the east wind does not come, the catkins of March will not fly
Your heart is like a small lonely city
Just like the bluestone street facing the evening
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The tillers are silent, the spring curtain of March is not lifted
Your heart is a small window tightly closed
My dada’s horse hooves are beautiful mistakes
I am not a returnee
I am a passerby.
Love Poem Thirteen: "Self-talk" - Chu Anping
Said that she and I have nothing to do,
We are just like two fallen leaves,
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Today we occasionally blow together,
Who can guarantee that we will not be separated tomorrow;
Is it wrong to inquire about other people’s details?
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Be more concerned and attentive than your own affairs.
Say, this is your wish, not forced,
Do her a favor and carry a box for her;
Or ask God if it will It will rain.
Is there any wind or waves on the road?
But if she really said this:
"Thank you, there is no need for Mr.——
Such concern and such busyness,"
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I am afraid that I will feel like I am approaching a cliff again,
I am extremely distracted and extremely panicked. The most romantic modern love poems
The most romantic modern love poems selections
The most romantic modern love poems selections 1
I don’t know the wind, < /p>
In which direction is it blowing?
I am in a dream,
Wandering in the light waves of the dream.
I don’t know which direction the wind is blowing in.
I am in a dream.
Her gentleness, My intoxication.
I don’t know which direction the wind is blowing in.
I am in a dream.
Sweetness is in a dream. of brilliance.
I don’t know which direction the wind is blowing in.
I am in a dream.
Her betrayal, My sadness.
I don’t know which direction the wind is blowing,
I am in a dream,
In the sorrow of dreams Heartbroken!
I don’t know which direction the wind is blowing
I am in a dream,
Dimness is the glory in dreams. A collection of modern love poems
A collection of modern love poems
1. I forget my feelings for love. I am tortured for my love, whether I forget my feelings or am tortured.
2. The prosperity of the past can never make up for the pain of this life.
3. It rains, and the rain in the sunshine floats down like this, quietly and silently. Just like the footsteps on the road, go away gently and slowly. Come quietly, go quietly. No lasting traces can be left. When the dark clouds in the sky disperse, there is still a blue sky and white clouds.
4. Maybe, there will never be a day when the future is as brilliant as the morning glow. Maybe, there will never be a day when success is as brilliant as the lights. Maybe, it can only be like this but cannot reach the peak. Maybe, it can only be like this. Running but unable to make waves. Perhaps, all I can give you is a heart that has experienced vicissitudes of life and a face full of weather.
5. Maybe, there will never be a day when the future is as brilliant as the morning glow. Maybe, there will never be a day when success is as brilliant as the lights. Maybe, it can only be like this but cannot reach the peak. Maybe, it can only be like this. Running but unable to make waves. Perhaps, all I can give you is a heart that has experienced vicissitudes of life and a face full of weather.
6. An autumn rain and a desolate cold. I am calm in the desolation. I stand up and turn around without any distracting thoughts. I wander on the wet streets. I am a stranger running around. I dodge smartly. In a dazed moment, I see your warm body. The face is sober, the thoughts are confused, the dullness, the tipsy eyes are ambiguously entangled with the imaginary illusions, which are shining and extinguishing in the darkness, which are charming in the bewitchment of the wind, brilliant and confused, forgotten, awake and pale, when will that unforgettable spring wake up with desolate thoughts sweeping through it? Can the blooming season bear the wait?
7. Rain, in the silent night; Quiet, without a trace of sound; The glass windows are also covered with water drops; With a bit of foam-like feelings; Quietly sliding, sliding; Suspension, through The hazy window; not very clear, not uniform; inadvertently stirs up the mood; either quiet or warm.
8. There are always times like this when you quietly hide away just for the sake of love. What you avoid is the figure that cannot be avoided, but it is the silent feeling that wanders around under the moonlight and lingers in your sleep. Emotional things often happen I can’t explain whether it’s because I don’t want to love and I’m afraid, or if I don’t want to love, I’m afraid that love is also a kind of harm.
9. If the fallen leaves can send all my thoughts, I will open my heart and wait for you to fall into my arms. If the wind can bring your news to me, I will turn into a big tree and stay asleep for you. On a cold rainy night, walking in the rain, the street lights and neon lights illuminate our figures left on the damp ground.
10. The furthest distance in the world is not when you are obviously unable to resist this kind of longing, but you still have to deliberately pretend not to care about you at all, but use your indifferent heart to dig a gap for the person who loves you. An uncrossable ditch.
11. Who has ever seen you wandering with a touch of sadness, covered with wounds but still stubborn? Who has ever seen you lost in a cold place with broken wings but still hoping to fly? Who has become the past and who is still around? Who is there, who is forever hurt in the heart, who is planting flowers intentionally, who is lost under whose sword, who has no intention to recall, who is forgetting intentionally, who is eternally hurt in the heart, who has already left
12. I am a white lotus that comes out of the water. I came to this beautiful world with shyness. I am an elegant white lotus that comes with dreams to enjoy this gorgeous life. I am not worried or afraid of wind and frost. It has not come to corrode the autumn rain, nor has it dropped. I am already graceful. This is my most beautiful moment. My fragrant smile blooms. Cherish everything you have now and don’t be afraid of the ruthlessness of time.
13. I don’t want to cover my heart with the fog so that you can still feel it after staring at it for a long time. Fuzzy, I don’t want to use a barrier to restrict my thoughts. Laugh brightly and cry brightly. Do you know? Do you know how painful it is for me if I can’t reveal myself truly?
14. I don’t know Do I still love you? If I love you, why was there such a separation? I don’t know if I no longer love you. If I don’t love you, why don’t my memories go back to your smile as time goes by? Only the whirling night is as beautiful as before
15. I told you that you said you would not forget what you told me - and I treasure it all. For us, memory is a day that never falls. The time when we are together is always short, the time to look forward to is always long. How many shining lines of poetry are picked up by the stream of time? If you want to miss me, just look at the twinkling stars in the sky. I am looking for you--- -Light
16. I flew briskly over the mountains, walked leisurely through the woods, occasionally rested on the wires, and listened to the harmonious sounds of nature. I often play with the white clouds and sing with the streams. I looked for the hometown of Snow White romantically, and listened sadly to the legend of Emperor Wang turning into a cuckoo. I held an olive branch for Noah, and I dedicated myself to Picasso. There is great love in my heart, and my joyful songs are everywhere
17. I bravely accept the joyful love. Even though it is joyful, it is often less thoughtful. The painful love, despite the pain, is often more rewarding< /p>
18. I am a cloud in the sky, occasionally projected in the center of your waves - you don't have to be surprised, let alone be happy - and disappear in an instant.
You and I meet on the sea of ????dark night, you have yours, and I have mine, direction; whether you remember it or not, it is best that you forget the light that shines on each other when we meet! It’s better to forget each other in the world of modern love poetry
Loved, hated, regretted
Youth is missed in the missed
I can still live without anyone
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It’s just that no one cares about me anymore
Love is always ruthlessly knocked down
My heart is no longer warm
People are no longer fresh Live
Why is all this happening
Memory is like water drowning me
Do you still remember that you loved me?
Me and you The end
It was the first journey between you and her
The day when my heart broke
It was the stranger between you and me
You said you believed it I protected me
But you still failed me
If I said I loved you
Can we start over again
How can I Will be so free and easy
I have the heart to let you leave me
In fact, let me go
Why not give me a relief
Since everything is already done End
Why not let you and me live
Instead of completely becoming strangers
It is better to forget each other in the world