A classic modern poem about love: I love you forever, no matter what mistakes I made before.
No matter who you loved before.
No matter how far apart we are.
My heart will always love you.
No matter how much you are hurt.
How much I want to be with you
No matter how stormy you are.
I will always be your best haven.
Whenever and wherever.
I miss you more.
No matter when
How much I love you forever
I am willing to do so.
Love you forever
Love you in the afterlife.
I have no resentment or hatred.
Love you forever.
Love you forever.
The second classic modern love poem: the love story under the street lamp
Where we met.
In a hurry, I came late.
You lean against the lamppost.
Like an angel with a halo on her head
No complaints
You said, you knew I would come.
Just a little earlier and a little later.
I took off my gloves and stuffed them into my back pocket.
Touch your face with your hands.
You squat down with your lips pursed.
Laugh and say, your hand is a little pricked and annoying.
Street lamp, also a wink and smile.
walk abreast
Take my hand.
You said, rough but warm.
Sprinkle sweetness all the way.
Repeat every day after work.
Waiting for the day when love blooms.
Rudenxia
Where we met.
hurried
I'm late.
Didn't see you.
Lose the aura
Lonely street lamp
Standing in the dark
I said to myself, I knew you would come.
Just a little earlier.
afterwards
Street lamp in the distance
Bright and dazzling
But that's not where we met.
A speeding car
Lift up the elongated figure of the night
In the air
Like a broken kite
The car stopped in front of me.
You say,
Look through the glass
I can't see your face clearly.
I can see you clearly.
I was already in tears.
have no choice but to
No complaints
The car didn't leave suddenly.
My tears, suddenly
For example, the sluice water overturned.
Hang candles on the lamppost.
Burning flame
Shining on me
From the construction site
Push bricks, cement, steel bars and templates.
I want to be under the street lamp.
Build a castle
A castle that can only accommodate two people.
I live in it
Wait, wait, wait
Waiting for the day when someone knocks at the door.
Classic modern love poems Part III: Painful love, potholes on the road of love
You're getting confused.
true love
Can't fill it with money.
Love you'll never get
In your heart
Brighter than a lamp.
Infatuated waiting
Heat a stubborn stone
You and he
Unintentional distance
have no future
The Qiantang River ebbs and flows.
Because of the moon.
Wake up early
Stop being confused.
A classic modern poem about love: If you miss love once, the warm and transparent sky will change.
Once, flowers withered everywhere.
Once, the turbulent Lan Chao receded.
Once, the mellow and sweet wine slurry was exhausted.
A bitter autumn blood
The countryside in my heart is mottled.
Cicada sings sadly.
Memory yellowing
strong wind
Blow down gentle eyes
improve
Summer flowers fall
Like shining stars in the sky.
Sudden extinction
memory
Open the gorgeous autumn plain in your heart.
The branches trembled with blood.
Pain is everywhere.
Leaves rustling.
No more sadness.
farewell
A classic modern poem about love: "It's so happy to love you like this" to meet you.
Being able to fall in love with you
Being able to think of you
To be able to look at you
Can protect you
Can greet you
Together with you
Being able to be together
So happy
Happy with you.
Through life
Watch the sunrise and sunset together
Holding your hand
Go to the end of life
It's really happy to love you like this.
Classical modern poems about love Chapter 6: Because of the love after two months' expectation,
The village also ushered in spring.
Look, this is an illusion.
Floating in the river
Make trouble in the field
It's noisy in the forest
But we can still see clearly.
Under the blue sky
There is also a kind of happiness at your fingertips.
I want to put those happy and moved.
Hanging quietly on the treetops
The same warm sunshine.
Let the rain and frost sharpen it.
Eventually blossom.
A few years later
If it can bear fruit.
That is love.
September of Renchen Year