Second, affection is only in the spring and the moon, leaving people behind.
Third, tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing. -"Recent Love"
Fourth, this time I leave you, it is the wind, the rain and the night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends. -Zheng Chouyu's Farewell
Verb (abbreviation of verb) Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn. -Li Shangyin "Untitled"
Sixth, remember that your heart is like the West River, which flows eastward day and night. -"Jiangling Sorrow Hope"
However, when I open my eyes, I can see the lifelong troubles in your brow all night.
Eight, from now on, there is no beloved night, let him be in the west wing under the bright moon.
Nine, fallen petal independence, micro swift Qi Fei. -Yan's "Two Songs of Linjiang Xian"
If you teach your eyes to hate, you won't believe there are hoary heads in the world. -"Partridge Day"
Eleven, affectionate only spring court month, still leave people as fallen flowers. -"the sender"
I live at the head of the Yangtze River and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day and drink a river.
Thirteen, this situation can not be eliminated, only under the brow, but also in my heart.
Fourteen, tears in front of the pillow * * * order before the rain, every window drops to the Ming. -"Partridge Day"
Fifteen, the sky is high and the land is wide; My sadness flies painfully between them. Can I dream of crossing the mountain gate? Sauvignon Blanc destroys the heart. -Two Poems of Li Bai's Sauvignon Blanc
Sixteen, when you, my love, ride a bamboo horse, run in circles and throw your childhood. -Li Bai's Long March
Seventeen, straight to see all the flowers in Los Angeles, it is easy to say goodbye at the beginning of the spring breeze.
Eighteen, I haven't seen you for a day, and I want to be crazy. -"Qin Song"
Nineteen. The sky is high and the land is wide; My sadness flies painfully between them. Can I dream of crossing the mountain gate? . -"Sauvignon Blanc"
Twenty, everlasting, everlasting; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever. -Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow
Twenty-one, sorrow is drifting away, and the distance is like spring water. -"Walking on the Beach"
Twenty-two, once the sea is difficult for water, it will always be amber.
Twenty-three years old, a moment that should last forever, has come and gone before I know it.
Twenty-four, the willow shoots on the moon, people about after dusk. -Ouyang Xiu's Life Checker
Twenty-five mornings, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.
I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you don't miss home. -Li Chi Ngai's "Bu Operator"
Twenty-seven, once the sea is difficult for water, it will always be amber. -Yuan Zhen's Five Poems of Self-reflection
Twenty-eight, everlasting, everlasting; One day, both will end, and hatred will never end.
Twenty-nine, if you don't think about it for a day, you will have a thousand eyebrows. -Liu Yong's "Day and Night Music"
Thirty, remember that your heart is like the West River, flowing eastward day and night.
Thirty-one, the contract of life and death, the child becomes fun.
Thirty-two, don't come to the half-year-old book, one inch away from the intestines. -"Ying Tianchang"
Thirty-three, I was going to say I'd come back before I respect you, but I didn't say anything about spring. -Ouyang Xiu's "Jade Tower Spring"
Thirty-four, lazy to pick flowers, half-edge repair half-edge gentleman.
Thirty-five, I wish I were like the stars and the moon, shining every night. -Fan Chengda's "Car in the Distance"
Thirty-six, one generation, two people for a lifetime, fighting for two ecstasy. Acacia does not face each other, who is spring?
37. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.
Thirty-eight, Guan Guanluo dove, in Hezhou. -Ladies make good gentlemen. -Anonymous "The Book of Songs Nan Zhou Guanluo"
Thirty-nine, acacia is as deep as the sea, and the old things are as far away as the sky. -"operator"
Forty, ruthlessness is not like sentimentality, and an inch is still inextricably linked. When there is poverty in the corner of the world, there is only endless acacia.
Forty-one, wine becomes sorrow, tears become acacia. -"Su Curtain Covering"
Forty-two, linglong dice Anhoudou, how much do you know about bone acacia? Three feet charming child died for you, and this song will never be played again.
Forty-three, it seems that this star is not last night, who is the wind and dew standing in the dark? -Huang Jingren's Two Poems of Love
44. I can't look at Jun Jun all day. I look up and smell the magpie.
Forty-five, hate to rest when you return, and the moon people lean on the building.
46. However, when I open my eyes, I can see the lifelong troubles in your brow all night. -"send worry, its
Forty-seven, easy, two of a kind. -Han Yuefu folk song "Peacock flies southeast"
Forty-eight, hate is not as good as tide, and acacia begins to feel that the sea is not deep.
Forty-nine, wash and dress, and lean on Wangjianglou alone. Appreciation of poetry.
Fifty, the belt is getting wider and wider, and I don't regret it. I am emaciated by Iraq. -"Recent Love"
51. If two relationships last for a long time, it's still a matter of time.
Fifty-two, above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in either place. -Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow
Fifty-three, don't hesitate to sing Yangchun if you have a bosom friend. -"Mountain Pavilion Willow"
54. Once the sea is difficult for water, it will always be amber. -Yuan Zhen's Five Poems of Self-reflection
Fifty-five, He Xi, meet this lover. -Anonymous Poems of Tang and Song Dynasties
Fifty-six, the mountains have no edges, the rivers are endless, the Lei Zhen in the East, the rain and snow in summer, the heaven and the earth, dare to decide with you.
Fifty-seven, after the bleak farewell, they should be the same, at most, there is no clear resentment under the moon. -"Yu Meiren"
Fifty-eight, what's wrong with getting drunk? I'm afraid my heart will break when I wake up!
Fifty-nine, the ribbon knot is not completed. The tide at the head of the river has ebbed.
When there is poverty in the corner of the world, there is only endless acacia. -"Magnolia"
Sixty-one, an inch of acacia, nowhere in the world. -Li Guan's "The Recent Flowers"
Sixty-two, ten years of life and death, nothing to think about, unforgettable, thousands of miles away, nowhere to be sad. -Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi"
Sixty-three, life and death are rich, Zicheng said. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.
64. I know that this love will not have any result, but it can comfort my soul! .
Sixty-five, since then, there is no love night, let him in the west wing under the bright moon. -Yi Lee's "Writing Love"
Sixty-six, one is Xianpa, Yuen Long, and the other is flawless jade.
Sixty-seven, poor Wu Ding Chunjiang bone, still dream of spring. -Chen Tao's "Longxi"
Sixty-eight, people don't know where to go, but peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. -Cui Hu's "South Village Title"
Sixty-nine, if there is love, the horizon is close at hand, if there is ruthlessness, it is close at hand.
Seventy, acacia is as deep as the sea, and the old things are as far away as the sky.
Seventy-one, I know I've been in love for a long time, and I'm disappointed with the sound of the river at Wangjiangtou.
Please read it again and again. It is also "thinking" horizontally and "silk" vertically.
Seventy-three, don't change your hair with flowers. Even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? .
Seventy-four, he is infatuated with love, and there is no place in the world where he misses love.
Seventy-five, if you don't miss it all your life, you will miss it and hurt it.
Seventy-six, there are trees on the mountain, and there are branches on the wood.
Poems describing beautiful love (63)
First, I am tired for you, and I am in full bloom for you. -the article "South Gezi, how low to lie"
Second, I miss you every day, and I drink Yangtze River water. -Li Chi Ngai's operator, I live at the head of the Yangtze River.
Third, the couples in the village are no more crying than those in the longevity hall. -Ma Wei of Yuan Mei
Fourth, come back when you are born, and it is Sauvignon Blanc when you die. -Su Wu's "Divorce from Wife"
Five, between surplus and water, the pulse is silent. -Nineteen ancient poems "Altair"
Sixth, poverty has no definite river bones, and it is still a spring dream. -Chen Tao's "Longxi"
Seven, lazy to pick flowers, half the sky is half the gentleman-Yuan Zhen's Five Poems of Self-reflection
Eight, an inch of acacia. -Li Guan's "Dead Hua Lian Chun Mu"
Nine, the more the king loves her, the cuter she looks, which blinds his wisdom ...-Wang Wei's Xi Shi Yong
Ten, I just hope that your heart is the same as mine, and don't miss home. -Li Chi Ngai's "Bu Operator"
Eleven, the night is long and fickle, and the early spring is acacia. -Jiang Kui, "Walking to the Sand, Coming from the East"
Take a hug home for me as a symbol of our love. -Wang Wei's "Acacia"
Thirteen, no bees and butterflies want to be fragrant, and red clothes are bitter. -He Zhu's "Heart Bitter Willow Back to the Pond"
Fourteen, the sky is not old, it is difficult to get rid of it. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it. -Zhang Xian's Millennium.
Fifteen, seeing each other and getting drunk late is the leading edge, and it is stormy. -Su Shi's "Queqiao Fairy, Sending Chen Lingju on Tanabata"
Sixteen, there is a beautiful woman, I can't forget it, I haven't seen it for a day, and I feel crazy. -Anonymous "Huang. Qin Ge "
Seventeen, when the mandarin ducks are completely bald, the south of the Yangtze River is three thousand miles away from the north. -He Zhu's "Cherish Spring, Go through thick and thin, Harvest Spring"
Eighteen, life and death are rich, Zicheng said. Hold your hand and grow old with your son. -Anonymous "The Book of Songs, High Wind and Drumming"
Nineteen, young women in the boudoir don't know how to worry, and spring makeup goes to Cuilou. -Wang Changling in my heart forever
Twenty, from now on, there is no beloved night, let him go to the west wing under the bright moon. -Yi Lee's "Writing Love"
Twenty one. Finally, you thought of going home, and now my heart is breaking. -Li Bai's "Spring Thoughts"
Twenty-two, holding wine to persuade the sunset for you, leaving the evening photos for the flowers. -Song Qi's "Yulouchun".
Twenty-three, the belt is getting wider and wider, and I won't regret it. Will make people haggard for Iraq. -Liu Yong's Wu Fengqi
Twenty-four, a group fan, a group fan, a beauty hides her face. -Wang Jian's "Teasing in the Palace, Fan"
Twenty-five, return your pearl Lacrimosa, I wish I could not meet you before marriage. -Zhang Ji's "Yin Jiefu Send Dongping Lishi Island"
Twenty-six, pipa string said acacia. -Yan Dao Ji's "Linjiang Fairy, Dream Back, Tower Lock"
27. Since no one can bear the burden of my song for you, let it blow to Yanran with the spring breeze, and let me miss you outside the distant blue sky. -Li Bai's "Three Sauvignon Blancs"
Twenty-eight years old, how beautiful she is, opening the pearly casement and sitting with a frown. -Li Bai's Resentment
Twenty-nine, afraid of acacia, already acacia, acacia turned nowhere to quit, revealing a trace of brow. -Yu Yan's "Sauvignon Blanc, Folding Flowers"
Thirty, if there is no fate in the last life, we will meet again and bless the next life. -Wan Le's "Answer to the Operator"
Thirty-one, lovesickness is useless. -Zhu Yizun's Memories of Youth Flying Flowers
Thirty-two, I was going to say I'd come back before I respect you, but I didn't say anything about spring. -Ouyang Xiu's "Jade Tower Spring"
When there is poverty in the corner of the world, there is only endless acacia. -Yan Shu "Lou Yu Chunchun Hate"
Thirty-four, I just hope your heart is the same as mine, don't miss home. -Li Chi Ngai's operator, I live at the head of the Yangtze River.
Thirty-five, thousands of dollars to buy each other like Fu, is to complain about this situation. -Xin Qiji's Fishing
Thirty-six, I suddenly saw the strange willow color, and I regretted teaching my husband to find a seal. -Wang Changling in my heart forever
Acacia is as deep as the sea, and the past is as far away as the sky. -Wan Le's "Answer to the Operator"
Thirty-eight, fallen petal independence, micro swift Qi Fei. -Yan's "Two Songs of Linjiang Xian"
39. I can't bear to say that I am bitter. I will play Si Tong for you. -Li Bai's "Songs of Complaint"
Forty women, dressed up for a whole day in twelve rooms, looked at their Lord from their fairy cottage. -Feng Xue's "Gong Ci"
Forty-one, when those red berries come in spring, they blush on your southern branches. People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention. -Wang Wei's "Acacia"
Forty-two, I keep my room empty, worrying about you, and tears don't feel clothes. -Cao Pi's Ge Yanxing
Forty-three, today they paid me 100 thousand, and all I can bring you is a temple sacrifice. -Yuan Zhen's "Send Three Sad Hearts"
Forty-four, if you clean the road dust, if you muddy the cement. -Cao Zhi's "Tall Buildings and Bright Moon"
Forty-five, regret being a businessman's wife, doomed to be a fickle husband. -Xu Zaisi "Yangchun Qu is always in my heart"
Forty-six, Qiu Lai empty boudoir, sweeping leaves at night. -Xia Wanchun's "Bu Operator Autumn to Empty Boudoir"
Forty-seven, holding hands and watching tears, I was speechless. -Liu Yong's "Yulinling"
48. Silkworms will weave until they die in spring, and candles will drain the wick every night. -Li Shangyin "Untitled"
Forty-nine, it is hard to get rid of it before it is old. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it. -Zhang Xian's Millennium.
When I saw Zhu at the age of 50, I thought about it one after another and remembered you haggard and fragmented. -Wu Zetian's "Ruyi Niang"
April is today last year, isn't it? -Wei Zhuang's "The Female Crown, April"
Fifty-two years old, I know this love will not have any result, but it can comfort my soul! . -Li Shangyin's Six Untitled Poems
Fifty-three, ten years of life and death, nothing to think about, unforgettable, lonely grave thousands of miles away, nowhere to be sad. -Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi"
Fifty-four, linglong dice Ann red beans, bone acacia know. -The article "Two Songs of Nan Gezi"
Fifty-five, my husband died in the abdomen, although my body is like a candle. -Zhang Ji's "Women's Complaints"
Fifty-six, the breeze and the bright moon are homesick, and my son has been a soldier for more than ten years. -Wang Wei's Yizhou Song
Fifty-seven, remember that the heart is like the West River, and it flows east day and night. -Yu "Jiangling Sorrow Hope to Send Children Peace"
58. In Fuzhou, far away, she is looking at the moonlight, looking at it alone from the window of her room. -Du Fu's Moonlit Night
Fifty-nine, married and loving each other. -Su Wu's "Divorce from Wife"
Sixty, the Chinese Pulsatilla is on the waves, and the family is moving around. -Zheng Gu's "Fisherman on Huai River"
Sixty-one, once the sea was difficult for water, amber forever. -Yuan Zhen's Five Poems of Self-reflection
Sixty-two, Wu Tiyin, you stayed at my house drunk. -Li Bai's "Yang Rebel"
Sixty-three, famous flowers fall in love, smiling at you. -Li Bai's "Qingping Qi Diao"
Romantic love poems (40)
First, buttonwood, rain in the middle of the night, not bitter. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light.
Second, if you can keep the sweetness of love after marriage, you will enter a paradise on earth.
Third, people don't know where to go, but peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.
Fourth, how to live together and die differently in the case of more than one shadow in the world.
Fifth, waiting is the oldest in life.
Six, one is Xianpa in Yuen Long, and the other is immaculate jade. If there is no strange fate, I will meet him again in this life; If you say there is a strange fate, how can you be worried?
Seven, life and death are ambiguous, not thinking, unforgettable.
If you teach your eyes no hatred, you won't believe that there are hoary heads in the world.
Nine, when the universe is almost absolute zero, the explosion of stars is the only force supporting it. When I am close to absolute zero, your love is the only force that supports me.
Ten, where to wake up tonight, Yang Liuan, Xiaofeng waning moon.
Eleven, even if the years pass, I hope you and I love each other deeply and last forever. Don't let time dilute the wine of love, and don't let distance open the hand of missing.
Twelve, thousands of dollars to buy each other like Fu, is complaining about this situation.
Thirteen or ten years of life and death are boundless, and you will never forget it if you don't think about it.
Fourteen, this is a sorrow that all mankind must know, but it is not as known as people who have been poor together.
Fifteen, the beast furnace sinks the hookah, and the green marsh residual flowers write the acacia biography line by line.
Sixteen, Wang Fu, the river is long, turned into stone, and never looked back. After days of rain, pedestrians turn to stones.
When was the last time you fell asleep laughing?
18, 10 years of life and death are two boundless, incredible, unforgettable, thousands of miles away, nowhere to be sad.
Nineteen, the Millennium dream, the past is as light as water. At the end of the song, people are scattered. The Millennium dream was awakened.
Twenty, acacia is as deep as the sea, and the old things are as far away as the sky.
Twenty-one, acacia is as deep as the sea, and the old things are as far away as the sky. Qian Qian didn't do anything, which made people even sadder. If you want to see it for no reason, it's hard to fight. If there is no fate in the last life, we will meet again and bless the next life.
At night, I am the moon, escorting you to sleep. In the morning, I am a stream, singing happily beside you. My love for you burns stronger.
Twenty-three years old, how beautiful she is, opening the pearly casement and sitting with a frown. I only saw her tears wet her cheeks, and I don't know if she hates herself or herself.
Twenty-four, the bright eyes you threw at me from the darkness, like a breeze, sent a thrill through the water waves and blew to the hazy other shore.
At the age of 25, although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn.
26. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.
Twenty-seven, like flowers and water. You can go back, but you can't go back to the beginning.
Twenty-eight, endure a thousand dollars to laugh? After all, lovesickness is better than meeting.
Twenty-nine, acacia said acacia, and Shiro hated Mandy.
Thirty years old, people feel sentimental and thin, but now they are really not sentimental.
Thirty-one, don't come to a half-year-old music book, stay an inch away from your intestines.
Thirty-two, hold your hand and grow old with your son.
Thirty-three, humanity is deep, not as good as lovesickness. The sea is still limited, and acacia is boundless. Take the piano to the high building, and the building will be full of empty moonlight. Playing acacia, the string broke for a while.
He is infatuated with love, and there is no place in the world where he misses it.
Thirty-five years old, but when I open my eyes, I can see the lifelong troubles in your brow all night.
Thirty-six, enter my lovesick door and know that I miss you.
Thirty-seven, sentimental since ancient times, even worse, snubbing the clear autumn festival.
Thirty-eight, how can I be poor if I miss you like running water?
Thirty-nine, Guan Guan Luo Yu, in Hezhou. Ladies make gentlemen.
40. Don't wait until you are old to think about love. Songs in the morning will sound dull at noon.
Love Poems Expressing Loyalty (69 pieces)
First, he is infatuated with love, and there is no place for lovesickness in the world.
Second, she sent it to him, reminding him in a word through his messenger that only the hearts of the two of them knew the oath.
Third, there is a beautiful woman that I can't forget for a moment. I feel crazy after not seeing her for a day.
Fourth, the sky is high and the land is wide; My sadness flies painfully between them. Can I dream of crossing the mountain gate? Sauvignon Blanc destroys the heart.
Five, fallen petal independence, micro swift Qi Fei.
6. Acacia is as deep as the sea, and the past is as far away as the sky.
7. I hope I shine like the stars and the moon every night.
Eight, I was going to say I would come back before I respect you, but I didn't say anything about spring.
Nine, once the sea is difficult for water, it will always be amber.
Ten, hate is not as good as tide and letter, acacia began to feel that the sea is not deep.
Xi。 Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
Twelve, it seems that this star is not last night, for whom the wind and dew stood in the dark.
Thirteen, married, love each other.
If you teach your eyes no hatred, you won't believe that there are bald heads in the world.
Fifteen, if you want to send a colorful ruler, where the mountains are long and where the water is wide.
Sixteen, tears can be done in the end, nothing is difficult to send.
Seventeen, sadness is drifting away, like water and spring water.
This past year should be a good time and a good scene. Customs are strange, who to talk to.
Nineteen, the bright moon is unfamiliar and hates bitterness, and it wears Zhu Hu obliquely.
After parting, remember to meet each other and dream of being with you several times.
Twenty-one, if two relationships last for a long time, sooner or later.
Twenty-two, Guan Guanluo dove, in Hezhou. Ladies make gentlemen.
Twenty-three, my eyes are like mountains and lang is like a stone Buddha.
24. Don't change your hair with flowers. Even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? .
Twenty-five, I feel your husband's love. Looking back, tears filled my eyes.
Twenty-six, looking for a beautiful dream, the dream is difficult to achieve. Who knows my mood at this time? Tears in front of the pillow and rain in front of the curtain drop through a window.
Twenty-seven, only the eyes will open all night, that is the lifelong trouble in your brow.
Twenty-eight, also a bowl of ruthless tears, I hate not to meet before scraping.
Twenty-nine, when there is poverty in every corner of the world, there is only endless acacia.
Thirty, bonuses are easy to decline, such as lang yi, and the water is infinite, such as sorrow.
3 1, we hope to fly in the sky, two birds grow together on the ground with one wing, two branches of a tree. ..
Thirty-two, endless acacia blood and tears throw red beans, spring flowers can not be finished.
Thirty-three, tearful eyes ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing.
Thirty-four, people feel sentimental and thin, but now they are really not sentimental.
Thirty-five, ruthlessness is not like sentimentality, and an inch is still inextricably linked.
Thirty-six, life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance.
37. Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn.
Thirty-eight, remember that the heart is like the West River, flowing eastward day and night, without rest.
39. Don't come to Le Shu, who is half a year old, and stay an inch away from his intestines.
Forty years old, my heart is full of stones, but I can't turn around. I'm full of bandits. I can't get involved.
Forty-one, jathyapple has a dream that the spring breeze is ten miles gentle.
Forty-two, hate is like spring grass, and it still exists.
Forty-three, sentimental since ancient times. What's more, it is a cold autumn festival.
Forty-four, buttonwood, it rains in the middle of the night, and it is bitter to leave. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light.
Forty-five, he is infatuated with love, and there is no place in the world where he misses love.
46. The earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
Forty-seven, acacia has no words, don't waste your tears on flowers.
Forty-eight, be there or be square, how can you be ruthless.
Forty-nine, affectionate only spring court month, still leave people sunny.
Fifty, love is afraid to think. Looking at the long beach, the grass is full of heart. It's hard to find two places when you are sad to sing.
Fifty-one times, the beast furnace sank hookah, and the green marsh flowers wrote the story of acacia line by line.
Fifty-two, thin shadow self-pity, you have to pity me and pity you.
Fifty-three, I don't know if my soul is broken, but I have a dream. My love, except the moon in the sky, who knows?
Fifty-four, I know I have been in love for a long time, and I am disappointed with the sound of the river at Wangjiangtou.
Fifty-five, life and death are rich, Zicheng said. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.
Fifty-six, if you don't miss it all your life, you will miss it and you will miss it.
Fifty-seven, two lovesickness all day long, fatigue is king, when flowers bloom.
58. Ask the world what love is and teach life and death.
Fifty-nine, rest words and half a paper, no weight, you can worry.
Sixty, people like the wind into the clouds, love like rain sticky flocculant.
Sixty-one, falling red is not heartless, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers.
Sixty-two, poverty has no definite river bones, and it is still a spring dream.
Sixty-three, the swan goose is in the clouds and the fish is in the water. This situation is hard to send.
Sixty-four, holding hands and looking at tears, I was speechless.
Sixty-five, I miss you like a candle, frying my heart and holding tears.
Sixty-six, enter my acacia door, know my acacia, acacia like memories, acacia is infinite.
Sixty-seven, after the bleak farewell, the two should be the same, at most, there is no clear resentment under the moon.
Sixty-eight, living alone, sad to death.
Sixty-nine, an inch of acacia, nowhere in the world.