Modern poetry describing love

1, by chance

Xu zhimo

I am a cloud in the sky, occasionally projected in your heart.

You don't have to be surprised, let alone happy, and disappear in an instant.

You and I met in the dark sea, you have yours, I have mine, direction;

It would be better if you remember, but you'd better forget the light released at this meeting!

2. Just love once.

Wang Guozhen

If we have never met, perhaps, our mood will never be heavy.

If you really miss it, I'm afraid your life will be hard.

One look is enough to make the sea of hearts pass by the hurricane.

On barren land, I know more about the scenery.

A long journey is enough to make a weak heart haggard.

I can't wait to see the autumn water every time, tears for you.

How could you die? No, take your time.

How can love be indifferent?

As long as you love once, it is a life without regrets.

3. Flowering trees

Xi Murong

How to let you meet me at my most beautiful moment.

For this, I have been begging for 500 years in front of the Buddha, asking it to let us have a dusty relationship.

The Buddha then turned me into a tree, growing on the roadside where you must pass.

The sun is full of flowers carefully, and those flowers are the hope of my previous life.

Please listen carefully when you approach. The trembling leaves are my passion for waiting.

And when you finally walk past in desperation, you fall behind.

Friend, that's not a petal, it's my withered heart.

4. Go to the oak tree

Shu Ting

If I love you, I will never show off on your high branches like climbing Campbell.

If I love you, I will never learn from spoony birds and repeat monotonous songs for the shade.

It is not just like a spring, it brings many years of cool comfort.

It is not just like a dangerous peak, it increases your height and sets off your dignity.

Even sunshine, even spring rain.

No, these are not enough!

I must be a kapok beside you, standing with you as a tree.

Roots, close to the ground.

Leaves, touching in the clouds.

Whenever a gust of wind blows, we greet each other.

But no one understood us.

You have your copper branches and iron shafts, like knives, swords and halberds;

I have my red flowers, like a heavy sigh and like a heroic torch.

We share cold waves, storms and lightning;

We like mist, flowing mist and rainbow.

Seemingly separated forever, but dependent for life.

This is great love, and loyalty is here:

Love-not only love your stalwart body, but also love your stand and the land under your feet.

5, the girl's mind

Yang Li

I'm afraid of your two postures, one is blurred in the moonlight and the other is completely bottomed out in the sun.

I'm afraid you have two beautiful faces, one is smiling like a peach blossom, and the other is depressed, just like a beautiful woman.

I'm afraid of this subtle difference. The clouds in the water have come and the clouds in the mountains have gone, but which one is you?

I dreamed many times before I saw that the flowers on the other side were actually handing lotus seeds.

It's empty here and comfortable there.