True love is like fire. Modern poetry

I asked Buddha Zu:

Is true love in this world just a legend?

Will the true love in this world be broken?

Buddha said: Don't say, don't say.

Everything in the world has a cause and effect,

Fate needs to find answers and results by itself.

In previous lives, you and I both made promises to each other.

In my life, you made me understand loneliness.

What is the gap between love and hate?

What is fate and what is cause and effect?

Whether true love is like fire or missing is like a river.

Is true love like a song, and tragic true love is just a legend?

That touching true love, beauty is beyond your dreams.

The spring of love has blossomed, but it has no result.

Is love just a beautiful bubble?

Whether love can only be missed or not.

In the cycle of time, fate always misses you;

You are familiar with that face, but you dare not touch it.

Your beauty confuses me,

For true love, I insist on living.

The sadness between the eyebrows lingers,

Heartbroken tears fall with flying flowers.

I came this far to find you,

Have you forgotten me in your memory?

Whether true love can only be missed but not said.

This world is so vast,

My world is so lonely.

Without the footsteps of peers,

What accompanies me is only pain and loneliness.

Don't want to waste your life,

Don't want to escape from love alone;

I don't want to live a miserable life alone.

If a beautiful woman is really unlucky,

If true love is really like fire,

I want to be a brave flying moth,

Dare to face, dare to put out the fire.

Fulfill the promise you made in your last life,

Leave a most beautiful legend to the world.

If true love is like fire,

I would like to live for the beauty of tragedy.

Even if true love is like fire, I will open the shackles of suffering;

Even though tears are pouring down my face, I will go through painful torture.

True love can be said, and I am willing to realize the truest promise with my actions.

Nothing can stop the fire of true love, I would like to burn my fate into splendor.

I don't want to miss true love again;

For true love, I will give my life to put out the fire;

I hope this life's feelings have a result, not a legend.

If true love is like fire,

I want to be that mother.

For true love, I would like to burn my life;

For the sake of true love, may nirvana become a positive result;

I am willing to understand love and hate, and I am willing to break life and death.

May you and I get rid of the obsession and confusion in this life,

May you and I get rid of the tired body and mind.

Perhaps, true love is an unspeakable loneliness;

Maybe true love is just an intriguing legend.

I don't want to go alone.

I don't want to go alone,

It's hard to forget your tenderness when I first met you in the world of mortals.

The beauty of your water coat is waiting by the west lake,

I want to stay with you, even if I suffer from misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

I don't want to go alone,

You are a beautiful spring, and you are my reluctant hand in this life;

Accompany you through the changes of the four seasons without regret;

Has the figure on the horizon broken into petals, blowing in the wind?

I don't want to go alone,

You are the tears in your eyes, and you are the lingering sorrow between your eyebrows;

Whether the good times have been bred into acacia red beans in Jiangnan,

In your heart, in your mind, your youthful appearance will always be lovely and gentle.

I don't want to go alone,

Thousands of years ago, we met in this life.

Are you wandering alone in a strange city?

I am willing to fly across the ocean for you and heal your painful wounds.

I don't want to go alone,

The crying in the dream, standing at that end, is a deep look back at the dim light on the other side.

Can you give me a reason without regret to leave you in the snow all over the sky?

Even if the tears flow dry, they will be branded with beautiful and cold tenderness.

I don't want to go alone,

You are the sunshine in my life, and you are the end of my world.

Love is like a glass of five-flavored white wine. If you drink with your heart, you won't let go.

Both love and hate have been experienced, and the painful heart does not need any explanation.

I don't want to go alone,

I don't want you to fly alone in the vast sky.

I want to be with you, watch the flowers bloom and fall together, and watch the sunset glow like silk together.

Even if your face is old, I am still infatuated and willing to accompany you to the old age.

Written on April 22, 20 16 10: 50.

Meet love in spring

Someone asked the Buddha: What is love?

Buddha said: The most unforgettable meeting in the world,

Actually, we met 500 years ago.

All the people in the world are eager to love and be loved.

In the depths of everyone's soul,

Love is sacrosanct.

Love a person is happy,

It is also happy to be loved.

May this life,

Destined people will hold each other's hands with the most sincere love.

Become the happiest person in my life.

Starting today,

I want to be a happy person,

I want to go to my favorite place.

I want to bathe in the bright sunshine in spring.

I want to sow happiness and happiness in the spring rain.

Starting today,

I will burn my sincere promise green in spring and summer,

I want my deep love to bloom bright red flowers.

I pray to meet you in the most beautiful moment of my life,

I pray for Fang Fei, who loves you and cherishes your hand.

Starting today,

My youth is the most beautiful April day in the world.

I want to turn love into the most beautiful flower in spring,

I want to face the sea with you in spring,

Sow love with you in spring, grow together in summer and harvest together in autumn.

Starting today,

All friends will bless each other.

May the beautiful love in the world be like the first sight in poetry,

May the once ignorant youth precipitate into natural beauty.

May the figure holding hands in the sunset be sung as an immortal spring.

Friends! Bless each other!

Spring meets love,

Carry love to the end.

May all lovers get married!

May beautiful myths bloom in every cycle.