Love is a garden full of flowers for me. She is very overbearing and won't let me step out of the threshold, but she sends the fragrance in all directions. However, I don't feel wronged and I am very happy. Because after the flowers arrived in the distance, some people who traveled alone quickly accelerated their pace; People wandering by the window walk into warm dreams, some people are no longer sad in loneliness, some people are no longer crying in loneliness, some people are no longer sending their worries through a flute, and some people are no longer writing a clear word to tell their worries. As long as the flowers touch, the night is no longer a wandering soul, but a warm home.
My love is a garden full of flowers, and she doesn't want me to express my love and loyalty to her with only one thing. What's the only thing? Is it a dark cage, false props, beautiful lies, or a lifeless tomb? There are too many things, the air inside will be moldy, and gloomy moss will cover your disgusting eyes. It often hides in the dark to peek at her smiling face and even tries to steal her beautiful soul? My love is the angel of the flower god. She likes sunshine, dew and fresh air, and silver rabbits full of spirituality. Sunlight gave her color, rain gave her moisture, air gave her breath, and the silver rabbit made her serene. She will condense all these beautiful things into petals, form a drop of fragrance, and send that rich warmth to the distance with the breeze or along the stream, to the bulky penguins on the Arctic glaciers, and to the frozen ice surface in Antarctica for many years.
My love is a flower bred by four seasons. She doesn't want me to give her an eternal promise. She's just lonely. Maybe she was accompanied by a drop of dew this morning, and at night, she would leave the deserted garden warmly with a faint sunset glow; Maybe at this moment, she will follow the old footprints and look for a romantic story in her youth covered with colorful clothes, and at dawn, she will bathe in the morning light and float away with a green leaf. Those vain honors and praises don't matter to her. She breeds youth in loneliness. Even if the loneliness on the petals is as high as the weeds in Dai Wangshu's Loneliness, she will not indulge the leopard in her heart, nor will she give her soul to the weeds that leave her. She just sat in the clearing, listening to the wind passing through Yuan Ye and the forest, listening to the lingering of a seed in the snow and soil, and listening to a silver rabbit smearing the full moon on white stationery. She doesn't need to "grow old forever, the seas run dry and the rocks crumble". She is just a life, a life growing in nature, sprouting in the spring rain, blooming in the summer rain, bearing fruit in the autumn sunshine and sleeping in the winter snow. She cherishes these flowers, but she also sympathizes with them. She doesn't want to live forever, and she doesn't expect the promise of the afterlife. She only makes delicious banquets in this world, bringing a very fragrant taste to this world.
My love is a flower I planted myself. She doesn't want me to be rich and outstanding. She only hopes that my heart is a clean stream, and I can pretend to be good and evil. Her poems are smart girls, using petals to make goodness as bright as pearls, and using flower dew to wash evil out of the luster of rough jade. When the disappearance of time darkens the face of the years, she will hold the most beautiful paint to re-render the color of life, and she will hold the bright sunshine to comfort the elderly; Will also hold crystal dew to warm the lonely child's face; She will make strong boys more handsome and full of strength, and also make disabled girls more charming and strong.
My love, the garden I planted in my heart, understands that the distance of life can be the nearest or the farthest; It knows that life has no length, only depth and width. Only by measuring with your heart can you reach a height and a perfection. She doesn't remember gloom, but only shines: she loves my diligence and doesn't care that I am a gardener with only a flower hoe; She loves my simplicity and doesn't care that I don't have grandiose language; She loves my simplicity and doesn't care that I don't have gorgeous clothes; She loves my kindness and doesn't care that I have no noble status; She loves my kindness and doesn't care that I didn't flash money; She loves my persistence and doesn't care about my aging face.
This is my love. She accompanied me day and night, brewing flowers with the vitality of heaven and earth, weaving garlands with the brilliance of the sun and the moon, condensing flowers with wind, rain and lightning, leaving loneliness to herself, giving glory to the world and fragrance to the world. Just like this Valentine's Day night, when the noise is intoxicated with neon roses, when all lovers date in the old place, and when the numb soul languishes in kisses and hugs in the dark, she stays alone in a quiet place, letting flowers bloom all over the heart lake, inviting a silver rabbit to swing away layers of softness and draw a beautiful picture for the New Year. In the painting, people hold hands with true love and walk away happily in lingering warmth and flowers. ...
Love is on Qixi, and I am waiting for you at Queqiao.
Love is on Qixi, where are you? On this day, I will wait for you at the edge of the magpie bridge. Do you know my love, my favorite person?
Remember, our love at that time was a happy memory; Remember, we have missed it, that is the wish to meet each other; Remember the tears after we broke up? That's a concern for each other. Love is on Qixi, please wait for me there.
Love is on Qixi, which is a day full of love.
Love is on Qixi, which is the day when we get together every year.
Remember that day? I cried sadly when you were taken away mercilessly. Tears are shed between heaven and earth, which is the difference between heaven and earth. The sadness at that time turned into thinking of you, blessing you and crying for you. At that moment, my love disappeared, because my love bloomed only for you, only for you.
God was moved by our love, so please allow me to meet you on this day. Meeting once a year is a great surprise for me. Even once every ten years, I am willing to wait, because my love is only for you, and my thoughts are only for you.
It is said that running away time will take away a lot of things. I am willing to give up everything, which is a thing of the past for me. Time can take away people's memories, feelings and memories, but I will assure you that I only love you in this life. If there is an afterlife, I will only love you without regrets.
Love is on Qixi, I wonder if you are thinking of me. I want to tell you that you exist in my heart, your figure is full of my world, and my days and nights are all about you and your memories.
Love is on Qixi, and I know you miss me, too. If you can hear my heart, please turn your love for me into rain and dew, let me see your homesick tears and silently accompany you to tears.
Love you, give you happiness, give you happiness, give you a warm home, and give you a care for me who loves you deeply. Love you, I am willing to wait for you and love for Tanabata every year. Because I love you, I will not give up. I believe everything will be fine, and one day we will never leave.
Love is on Qixi, and I am waiting for you on the bridge, waiting for you to see the stars all over the sky. I hope to do this every day, watching the stars in the sky, the ups and downs of the moon, the passing meteors and the time of the four seasons with you.
Love for you, cut constantly; Miss you, like running water, flowing day and night with time; I don't regret loving you.
Love is on Tanabata, love is on Tanabata.
Let's walk on the magpie bridge together, tell each other's love and listen to each other's time stories; Let our love turn into spring rain and wind at this moment, and let the sun and the moon sway with our words.
Love is on Qixi, waiting for the rain all over the sky, waiting for you I love most; Love is on Qixi, waiting for the beauty of love, and expressing the movement of love with your heart; Love is on Tanabata, expressing love music. At this moment, let love be on Qixi, and let each other's love be fixed at this moment.
Love is on Qixi, remember? I love you, my love, my dearest. I hope we can express our love, write our love story together, and fix our beautiful memories on Tanabata.
I am in a stormy world, smiling at the changing clouds and dancing in the sky. The vast world of mortals is misty and people are looking for it. Even though bosom friends are hard to find, they silently believe that Shui Rou, whose eyes are full of charm and beauty, will definitely smile on the water side. Although she is as plain as water, she smiles like a flower.
On the country road, I walked forward. Autumn butterfly dance, pay close attention, stop, long maple leaves are red, long maple leaves float, and leaves fall. In the harvest season, I like sunny days best. However, an autumn rain and a cold, such a clear sky, such an escape from autumn, all retreated behind the cold and bleak, leaving a burst of melancholy. Listening to the sound of rain, this place is close at hand, a cup of jasmine tea is quiet, let the soul dance alone. Night, silent, only the butterfly dream still, butterfly dream reflected, reluctant to break. Push the door, move, lean on the bar, look up, the night is boundless, where can I find the shy moon? I only have a bright moon and am disappointed in the ethereal place. The heart is floating in the rain, the past is like smoke, the heart is broken, and the purple hair is falling, which is also a dream of dust.
Duan inkstone, inkstone ink, pen, outside the Purple Dream Pavilion, Zi Xue, solo. Hazy, drunken girl with heavy make-up, elegant and handsome long hair drooping, slightly covered Zhu Yan. How can such a dream happen again? Give my heart a holiday. When the snow in the Han River condenses, I will walk all the way through Xun Mei. Perhaps, in the same moonlight, I can see mottled and deep footprints, and that piece of pure white just illuminates the shadow in my heart. Looking forward to another warm spring, blooming colorful beauty.
So, thinking about the beautiful spring scenery, listening to the birds singing in February and the country road full of green. On a cloudy and windy day, faint yellow flowers, brilliant peach blossoms and fragrant jasmine flowers spread under the eyes, smiling at the corners of the mouth, and could not help but feel complacent. Rain or shine, my heart is equally intoxicated. If it is misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, misty rain is like Yan Yan, and the white house is blue and blue, and the willow flowers are reflected. Willow trees are green, dew condenses into riverbanks for fishing, rippling in circles, and microwaves are gently generated at the bottom of my heart. If it is a peach blossom rainy night, the patter of rain is also poetic. The intoxicating breeze and the intoxicating spring rain, the small fish in the pond also seem to become sharp and smart, and the flickering posture, coupled with the small bubbles floating to the surface, is so eye-catching and makes people feel rippling.
I also want to go to the ends of the earth like a dream in the romantic rainy season. An unpredictable summer rain scorched the earth. After the rain, the sky is clear, and the rainbow bridge spans the sky, which always gives me unexpected surprises. The roses in early summer are in full bloom, and the dew on the petals in the morning light shines with psychedelic colors under the sunlight. And the rose in the rain, there is also a feeling of pear flowers with rain, that kind of sad beauty, I still pity. There are also many unknown flowers on strangers, which brings a lot of poetic comfort to those who walk on strangers and relieves people's fatigue. The meteor shower in summer night is so beautiful and charming. Make a good wish, and we won't feel lonely in the fleeting time. Such an idea left us with sweet hope. Will you really be lonely for a hundred years? No, because good wishes have long been in my heart, and a blue ridge is no longer an empty dream. The clouds on the horizon are covered with gorgeous colorful clothes, and the gorgeous sunset brings us a brilliant ideal of sunrise tomorrow, so that we can sleep safely!
When I am in summer, can I see the breeze and bamboo shadows in my sleep? In the crescent moon in the water town, you are innocent and smiling. Suddenly I found that my eyes were full of your shadow, and I couldn't escape my affectionate expectation. So, who is whose play? I really want to wander around Wenxiangge, study the wonderful book Wen Xin Diao Long and learn the essence of this mute teacher. Then, with a knife and an axe, he described the earth-shattering affair between us. Will the dream come true? Missing is a spark in the forest. Once lit, it will become a prairie fire, which is hard to stop. Shui Rou baby, my soul flew to the horizon. Ask you, is it my beautiful flower? Would you like to be my simple lady? With sad love songs, I sang while walking. The silence in the mountains, the faint singing awakened the birds, and my dream was still intoxicated.
However, is all this, like clouds and smoke, drifting away with my annual rings, drifting away and finally disappearing? The vast smoke and waves, the vast sea, who said that the weak water is 3,000, only one scoop? Is it really like a dream? You are already a person in the world of mortals, so you won't be so sad! Therefore, I hope that in this carnival, we can let love live in my home together, whether you are a dancer like the wind, a floating cloud, or a girl without sorrow and fragrance, my heart is still there, and I look forward to you being my embroidered mother. From now on, let's get drunk together
My world of mortals, full of love, finally found you in the search. So, after that, my year was a warm year. I hope that in this stormy life, we can sing mountains and rivers, make two happy clouds with our tender feelings like water, and dance our love freely and romantically in the blue sky and bright sunshine.
I think I am a wild goose, flying alone.
Her eyes are full of sincerity, and her eyes are a clear blue pool, flying gently towards me. My face is cold, my doubts are hidden in my eyes, and my eyes no longer stay. We were, uh, passing by. Behind him, there is only an innocent white man left. Fly forward stubbornly, ignoring the waves in your heart. Accustomed to leaning slightly to the left, I found myself caught a cold and almost fell down.
"Fly bravely, don't be afraid! Remember: my body temperature is always on your left. " Warm, no longer. No one will tolerate my willfulness, fly with me when everyone is isolated, giggle with me when I am happy, and fly against the wind when I am sad! No, no, the wind shoveled it into his mouth and tasted salty. Eyes narrowed sadly. At first, there was only one fruit on the tree of friendship, which was called trust.
Therefore, I treat my friends sincerely and no longer feel lonely.
I used to be in a painful situation, enduring the pain of loss and even refusing to grow up. However, the river of life is still flowing, and I finally understand that loss is also called growth.
In the process of growing up. Losing it means a lot to me.
In a beautiful country, there is a girl who is destined to be the queen of this country. But she didn't want it to happen. On her 18 birthday, the prince held a grand party for her. She sat on a blue crystal and let others scatter petals on her long blue hair. Her beautiful face has a sadness beyond the atmosphere. The handsome prince held up a bunch of blue roses and said. Will Lan marry me and become the king of a country? Lan's big eyes are full of reluctance. The prince took out a small box from the rose, which contained a blue Dia bracelet and a purple bracelet. The prince brought her a blue bracelet. Landia makes her white wrist more beautiful. She is unhappy. The prince said that they would get married in two weeks. The subjects cheered. She lay on the grass and shouted at the vast sky. Han, why don't you come back? I miss you so much. After shouting, she lay on the grass and stared at the sky. Soon fell asleep, and the prince brought a blanket to cover her gently and said to himself, "Chloe, I'm Han." Why can't you see me? When Lan was six years old, she had a fever and her memory declined. She only remembered Han Zixuan's little agreement with him, but forgot who Han Zixuan was. Whenever the prince told her that the prince was Han, she always looked incredulous and said that he was cheating. But the prince was very sad. Now the prince has fulfilled his promise. Actually, their agreement was to get married two weeks after Chloe 18' s birthday. Chloe disappeared the day after she married the prince.
Three days later, Chloe came back. She met a fairy. The fairy said that her Han was around and she wanted to find it herself. As a result, Chloe fell into the river and hit her head on a stone. Many photos flashed through her mind. They all play with Han. When he was young, Han Zixuan looked like a prince. They are actually the same person. Chloe ran back to the kingdom, threw herself into the prince's arms and said, Brother Xuan, I miss you so much. Sorry, I forgot about you, but now I think of you again. I'm glad you fulfilled our agreement. The prince hugged her tightly and said, "Chloe, I'm afraid you'll never come back." . They will be happy together in the future. Day 1: Blue Water Silk 520
what is love ?
When you are sick, a cup of hot ginger soup; Winter night, a pair of warm hands cover you; Hold an umbrella for you when it rains; Or rose petals falling in the wind ... these things he only does for you, and these unrequited things are love. Is love only satisfied with these ordinary things? In fact, there is a heart behind these ordinary things that no one can understand.
A while ago, I watched the movie Return with my parents, thinking that I was an intelligent bystander, but I was held back by the plot of the movie. This film tells the story of a bad couple who went through the Cultural Revolution. That year, he was labeled as a rightist, sent to a distant place, and reported by his daughter. Her heart is cold and she will never forgive her daughter. Three years later, when he came back, he found that his wife had amnesia and had forgotten everything, including him as a husband. But the only thing she remembers is meeting him at the train station every day, although this action has been repeated many times. He tried many methods, but failed to arouse his wife's memory and remember himself. Helpless, he had to incarnate as the person who read her husband's letter, convey his thoughts to her, and send her to the railway station every day to meet himself who has come back. This gift is ten years, but this decade has made him understand that love is not necessarily acquaintance, but eternal companionship.
At the end of the film, the audience was silent. Many people have tears in their eyes. Only me, sitting in my position, deadpan, seems unmoved. Indeed, I have never experienced love, so I won't understand without it. Actually, it's not. I just think of another story, which is equally thought-provoking
That year, she was a beautiful young girl, and he was a handsome young man. They know each other and love each other, but they love each other at the wrong time. It was wartime, and the situation forced the young man to pack his bags and go to the battlefield. The girl looked at him with tears in her eyes, Li Kan. She said she would wait for him to come back, but the wait was 60 years. One day 60 years later, a strange guy knocked on her door and the white-haired old man greeted her. When he saw the man and asked him what he was doing here, the man handed her an urn and her smile froze on her face. After a while, a tear slowly fell on her wrinkled face, like a sad epidemic across a lonely night. ...
Some people are doomed to miss it and slip away quietly like meteors. Their love lost time after all. If someone asks her if she regrets it? She will say, he left with peace of mind, I fulfilled my promise, and I don't have to blame myself. Since I chose to believe in love, I won't regret it!
Love is having a clear conscience.
what is love ? It was you who fell into the trough, and I am willing to share joys and sorrows with you. It is you who want to travel far, and I have to wait for you all my life; Missing or letting go is a responsibility and a commitment; Is eternal together and mutual trust!
Young people may not know what love is, but time will tell us everything and make you understand that it is a magical thing, which will make you pay wholeheartedly, make you laugh and make you cry. As long as you feel it with your heart, you will definitely understand the true meaning of love!
Love Composition 6 Is friendship so unreliable? Why did all my friends give up because of love? I think I'm too tired. How can love be thousands of times more important than friendship? Do you really think so? You know I'm stubborn. Even if I don't want to, I won't sell myself short, but I really care about our friendship. Why are you all like this? I am really helpless. -the goddess complained.
The sun is warm and I feel very happy. Walk past the door of your classroom. I think I must look forward to the sun. You will wave at me, smile and call me "Jay". Today you saw me turn and walk into the classroom instead of waving and smiling at me. The previous scene actually disappeared. I was thinking, did I do something wrong? Comfort yourself, I must be thinking too much. Maybe she didn't see it clearly. I walked into my classroom, and he, which boy, actually gave me a letter. I am curious. What is this? It's open. Familiar handwriting, I know it's hers. So she misunderstood me. The content of the letter is: Zhou, you are talking to Jay! Why did you lie to me that she didn't know you, and you were so close? Oh, my God, she misunderstood me. This misunderstanding came inexplicably, and even I didn't know what to say. Impulse forced me to explain to her. But her first sentence was: How can I show you the letter without him? I'm completely disappointed. According to my personality, I will reply: don't believe it? Then forget it. But I didn't. I just stood there. She said I acquiesced. Really. Why? Why don't you believe me? Is this friendship? Great ... I want to explain to you, but my temper. Forget it. What's the use of explaining? After all, now let me know that love is more important than friendship in your heart.
Love Composition 7 Bing Xin said: Love is on the left, but love is on the right. Walking on both sides of life, sowing seeds and flowering at any time, will make this road go very far, dotted with fragrant flowers, so that people who wear branches and brush leaves will not feel full of vitality, and will also make your liver and gallbladder split and bruised, showing your deep understanding and understanding of each other.
Couples are like strings on a piano, vibrating harmoniously in the same melody, but independent of each other. True love is selfless, selfless, and even life should be dedicated to itself. With the progress of human beings and the development of social economy, human love begins to face a new crisis. The ever-changing information society has brought new life, new topics, new aesthetic values and new challenges to a new generation of modern people. As a cross-century person, how important it is to correctly grasp and handle one's emotions, that is, to attach importance to feelings without being trapped by them, but how difficult it is.
When material life is getting richer and richer, many people sell their feelings for money. They are beautiful and rich on the surface, but in fact they have become the poorest and poorest spiritual beggars. Without love and freedom in my heart, it is like holding a floating cloud in the sky, which defiles my feelings and wastes my youth. And some people's excessive pursuit of love will inevitably reduce the value of people themselves. Because it not only makes people lose others, but also makes people lose themselves. In any love story, there are reunion and parting, joy and sadness. Nothing is eternal. Disabled love is like water under the bridge, and a changed lover is like moldy bread. They have nothing in common, so why pursue it? Even if I come to you again, what's the value and significance? Who hasn't seen a sad movie in his long life? There is no harm in crying. Then you can buy tickets to watch comedies. The sun will still rise in the east tomorrow.
Can't be bound into lovers. Only lovers in the world can unite as one, share joys and sorrows, and share joys and sorrows.
Love Composition 8 Dear Ryan:
Hello! You must be surprised that I have never met you, but I am writing to you and calling on you to "respect", right? Then let me explain it to you! My name is Angel Li, and I am a fifth-grade student in a primary school in Minhang District, China. I learned the article "Well of Ryan" today and learned your glorious deeds. I admire you very much.
You have helped the African people with your perseverance and love, and you have built a bridge of love all over the world with your kindness. Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? I made money, but I didn't have your persistence, let alone your determination. You changed from an ordinary donor to a fund-raiser, relying on your eternal love.
I think those Africans must be very grateful to you! There are few doctors and medicines in Africa. I have seen African children who are skinny, drinking muddy water and eating leftovers in trash cans. How terrible it is to wait for death in hunger and disease! However, your first well lit a ray of hope for this painful and desperate society. Well water is love to do, like water drops in the dry, nourishing the earth and washing people's hearts.
I respect you, I admire you, I marvel at your charm, I wish you eternal health, I wish the whole world, and I hope people all over the world can live in a world full of love!
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Class 5 (3) of JD.COM Primary School, Minhang District, Shanghai, China
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20xx September 4th