Maybe it's fate that we can only meet each other and not go the same way. Maybe we missed our love in the marriage book of previous lives. Even so, you go your way and I'll go mine. Why am I so obsessed with this? Why is my heart blank except my thoughts?
Just because our meeting was so beautiful, it made me despair. I'm afraid to say goodbye to you when you leave, or even meet you in a narrow way. When you left, my heart went blank.
Now I don't know whether you are happy on the other side of the wind or whether you are warm and happy on the other side of the cloud. Without news, I can only try my best to hold up endless thoughts and entrust Qingfeng and Wei Yun to bring them to you quietly, so as to empty my heart and let myself fall asleep in the blank.
It is only because the meeting is so beautiful that I have the pain of missing. 1. Actually, I can wait for you, but if I wait, I can't wait for others.
-"Morning dew is like a face" 2. If that person has ever appeared in this world, others will be reconciled! I don't want to settle. -"Why Shengxiao Mo" 3. I can't give you the whole world, but I will give you my whole world.
-"Never forget" 4. The first step is to look up. Step two, close your eyes.
In this way, tears will flow into my heart. I remember that I never disliked you. Those things that make you sad are all lies.
-"Time is a flower with two flowers" 5. Don't forget your way home without me at home. -"Ten years is as warm as a word" 6. Never give up! You are mine ... I am yours.
I know what she wants, but I can't give it to her. I gave it to you, and I can't give it to anyone else.
-"Too late to say I love you" 8. I have a crush on him for a long time. If I don't walk in front of him, he will never see me. -"The Secret Buried by Time" 9. Time didn't wait for me, but you forgot to take me away.
-Summer before the Solstice 10. Years are long, and the white heads are not separated. -Sauvignon Blanc 1 1. If happiness is not in Paris, it must be somewhere else.
But there is no Paris in my world, only you. -There is no Ferris wheel in Paris 12. You like me because I am a good person, but you love him, even if he is a wrong person.
-Let me see you 13. When I met you, I opened a door, and behind it was heaven. -The original love is very sad 14. Your heart is where I want to come back when I go to the ends of the earth.
-Warm String 15. It turns out that tears can last forever, but heaven can't compare with your smile on me. -How far is a light year 16. The moment you turned around, my depressed life.
-Why Shengxiao Mo 17. If I had been brave, would the outcome have been different? If I had persisted, would my memories be different?
-"There was once a man who regarded me as his life" 18. Obviously, it doesn't matter. Once you suddenly say you want it, over time, you really want it. I want you.
-The Burning Years of Pastoral Madness 19. Sometimes I hate you, and more often I love you. -"So you are still there" 20. Once we all thought we could die for love. In fact, love can't kill people. It will only stick a needle in the most painful place, and then we want to cry. We tossed and turned and became doctors after a long illness.
You are not the wind, and I am not the sand. No matter how lingering, you can't reach the end of the world. -"To the youth that we will die".
2. The first poem of modern lovesickness: the flower of missing.
curtain of night
Such as fertile black soil
miss
Bloom for you
Lying in the middle of the night
Zhou Zhou Hua Kai
It's beautiful.
full tear
Drive in rows and columns.
Poetry 2: Missing
Go through four seasons
Missed stops in autumn.
Lonely eyes
When looking at the red maple.
These geese are flying far away.
The sun shone on the twigs.
Frost was moved to tears.
Facing the white clouds in the distance
There is a flute deep in the mountain.
Long ring
Shangguli
The ground is littered with fallen leaves.
Red, yellow
The wind is crying.
I sat at the foot of the mountain.
It's a little too late to see the time.
ramparts of metals and a moat of boiling water―impregnable city
My log cabin
Poetry 3: Missing in Autumn
The chrysanthemums are in bloom again.
Can you find everything that is gone in the yellow flowers?
Do you still feel it?
It's so sad not to put chrysanthemums in your temples.
Autumn wind rises and flowers fall.
The falling yellow flowers took my thoughts away.
Missing is silent, but it has turned against my dry Kun.
All my troubles are buried at the dim end of the moon and stars.
The song I sang softly at midnight
But you're gently talking to
Away from people's hearts
The sorrow of this life is already in my heart.
3. Complete poems about modern homesickness 1, under the full moon.
Yu Guangzhong
The moonlight on the ground was not cleaned, so a Zhang Kuo lotus leaf was folded, wrapped in moonlight and placed in a Tang poem.
Flat, like crushed acacia ...
Moonlight has the fragrance of lotus leaves.
2. Homesickness
Yu Guangzhong
In childhood
Homesickness is a small stamp.
I'm at this end
Mom is over there.
When I grow up
Homesickness is a narrow ticket.
I'm at this end
The bride is over there.
We'll talk about it later.
Homesickness is a low grave.
I am outside
Mom's inside.
But now
Homesickness is a shallow strait.
I'm at this end
The mainland is over there
3. Homesickness
Xi Murong
The song of my hometown is a flute in Qingyuan.
It always rings with the moon at night.
The face of my hometown is a vague disappointment.
Like waves in the fog
After parting
Homesickness is a tree without rings.
Never grow old.
4. Ask for a modern poem about missing. Modern poems about missing are as follows:
Poetry 1: Missing in Summer by Jean Dong Qing.
Let me hold a summer rain.
Moisten your heart after a long drought
Let me enjoy the cool breeze.
Brush away your fatigue.
Let me have a look at the clear spring
Give you endless sweetness
Let me pick a lotus.
Warm your beautiful smiling face
Give you everything.
Let you have a refreshing summer.
My thoughts
Since the summer when I met you.
Inside the exhibition hall
pool
Meet in the rain and hold hands.
Your bright smile
Jade is like the moon.
Your white dress
Like a lotus or a cloud.
Your beautiful voice
Such as string playing.
Since then, I have asked for it thousands of times.
everlasting
Poetry 2: Wu's "Thinking of Old Friends on a Moonlit Night"
this evening
When the moon rises,
The bright moon in Tang dynasty
Still in the window
Visit me and study tirelessly.
You recognize me by my birth name.
This moment, the door of memory.
Never closed again.
That year, Na Yue, that man.
And those memories of youth.
Unlike cigarettes.
Those seeds sown in spring
The sound of green
As soon as it is called, the picturesque countryside will be green.
The vast plains and the hometown of the sea.
The swaying poems are accompanied by the fragrance of laurel trees.
That's my home, my lost youth.
In the deepest part of the world of mortals, you are
An irreplaceable orphan in this life
I am willing to wait
The full moon is a painting, and the lack of the moon is a poem.
Poetry 3: Bai Yanyan's Missing
On a calm day.
I only long for one touch.
But all expectations
After all, it is extravagant hope.
I used to laugh like the wind
I used to cry like rain
All the hearts bloom and fall.
Inexplicable thoughts are as rich and fragrant as flowers.
Blooming in the branches of the years
It smells good every season.
Looking back on yesterday's dribs and drabs
Who will stay for me?
Even a shallow smile.
It will also make my whole heart throb.
Now hovering on the horizon.
Missing is precipitated by years.
There are no more days of high tide.
I have to stand on the edge of time.
Wait patiently for your news.
Poetry 4: Xiang Xue's Shadow of Classmates
All the days
There is a shadow of classmates.
Gentle eyes
Based on my shyness,
The shadow of classmates is ethereal.
recently
The shadow of my classmates disappeared,
It's hard to forget the scene of getting together.
The Eye of Silence
Leave the camera,
The classmates left.
The farther you go, the closer you seem.
When I prayed a thousand times
All along,
accidentally
Everyone has a classmate's shadow.
Poem 5: Xu's Forever Missing
Time flies.
Through the time and space of history, I left my thoughts.
It's late autumn and early winter, and it's the Cold Food Festival again.
October 1st of the lunar calendar.
Caring and missing haunt traditional folk customs.
Burn a piece of paper, send food, drink and cold clothes.
Entrust the souls of distant ancestors.
Every household is no exception, as everyone knows.
Sacrificing ancestors to burn paper and send cold clothes to show their hearts.
Moisturize things quietly and stretch your bones and muscles.
The call of the soul
Become a custom of the Chinese nation
Memories and thoughts of children and grandchildren
hand down from generation to generation
Memories, worries, new memories, infinite worries about our distant ancestors.
Kindness of relatives.
Forever miss
5. A modern poem about missing "Remember Your Life" (original author: Ruoshui). In the lonely and long years, I thought of you again, and bright tears shook your heart brightly; Without you, my eyes are full of dim light and I can't see the surrounding scenery; I have been asking myself whether I should thank you, and thank you for cheering you up all your life with an encouraging word; In addition to the rapid heartbeat when hugging each other, there are only passive promises in my eyes, and I can't see those handsome figures anymore. I can see the beauty in your eyes and the past in your eyes. I just want to see such a sad self, guarding those distant expectations, and the wind on the road is too fierce after all, messing up my young and delicate feelings and your immersed warmth; Now, in silent thoughts, I will remember you all my life and you will cry.
6. Modern Acacia Poetry 1: Missing is like a flower, and the night is like a fertile black land. Missing blooms for you, lying in the middle of the night and blooming in rows. Poetry 2: I miss the four seasons and stop in autumn, staring at the red maple tree with lonely eyes. The geese drifted away, the sun shone into the thin branches, and first frost was moved to tears, facing the white clouds in the distance. Deep in the mountains, flutes sounded, full of red leaves. Yes, Huang Feng is crying. I sat at the foot of the mountain and watched time slowly flow into my cabin. Poetry 3: Qiu Si blooms again. Can you find everything that is gone in the yellow flowers? Do you still think chrysanthemums are so bleak? The undulating yellow flowers in the autumn wind took away my thoughts. Although there is no sound, they have turned my thoughts upside down. At the dim end of the stars and the moon, all my troubles were buried. But the song I sang softly in the middle of the night is in your heart.
7. The modern poem of missing a lover is 1. Teach me how to think about her.
Author: Liu Bannong
There are several clouds floating in the sky.
There is a breeze blowing on the ground.
Ah!
The breeze blows my hair,
Teach me how to miss her.
Moonlight loves the ocean,
The ocean fell in love with the moonlight.
Ah!
Such a honey-like silver night,
Teach me how to miss her.
The falling flowers on the water flow slowly,
Fish swim slowly downstream.
Ah!
Swallow, what did you say?
Teach me how to miss her.
Dead trees shake in the cold wind,
Wildfire burns in the twilight.
Ah!
There is still some afterglow in the west,
Teach me how to miss her.
2. Think about it.
Author: Ao Xuefeng
Really want to
Become your mobile phone
We can be together every day.
Put me in your palm.
Put it in your trouser pocket.
Never leave.
Really want to
Really want to
Become your mobile phone
Love and know each other
Let the years pass like paper
You're crazy about me, crazy about me.
Endless.
Really want to
Really want to
I really want to be your mobile phone
Keep the beauty of the world of mortals
Share warm memories
Each story
Has become poetry.
Do you remember that winter?
Author: Hong Yi
Do you remember that winter?
Snowflakes are flying in Shanghai
have a dream
Decorated the memories of two people.
Standing in the south of the world
Watching you from a distance
Carefully carved handwriting in the snow
Moistened the eyes locked on the screen.
time
Stand quietly waiting.
How many winters have you been through?
But your footprints are gone.
Always think that distance
Cann't get rid of infatuation
time
Can't dilute the memory.
finally
Or did you miss season after season?
probably
Missing is the most perfect.
4. Monolingual language
Author: Qin Zihao
I said to the ocean: I miss you.
The ocean responds to me.
Accompanied by the gentle tidal sound
I said to the forest: I miss you.
The forest came back to me.
Accompanied by sweet birdsong
I said to the starry sky: I miss you.
Emptiness and harmony
Accompanied by the sound of quiet night
I said to the valley: I miss you.
The valley came back to me
Accompanied by the murmur of the stream
I pour out my thoughts to you.
You are like a stone statue.
Silence should not be
If silence is your sorrow
You know this sadness
It hurts me the most.
5. When I miss you.
Author: Xiao Feng
With my deep thoughts
Holding a ray of sunshine
Store it gently in your heart.
When the spring breeze shakes the leaves
When melodious notes float.
I will bring you the happiest song.
On a windy and rainy day
I will build a rainbow of seven colors.
Keep out the rain for you
On a snowy day.
I will quietly put the sunshine
All over the body.
Warm your memory of winter.
When I think of you
I just look up at the blue sky.
Put your thoughts in the sun.
No matter where you go,
I always get hope.
I want the sunshine to accompany you forever.
Even in the boundless darkness
I will also pick a ray of sunshine to shine on you.
In your life journey,
Sprinkle warmth and light all the way.
8. Missing my hometown, 100 modern poetry, selected "Except Night Work", Don Hotel stayed up all night, and his guest turned to sorrow.
My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty. When the sea rises and the moon rises, the horizon at this time is * * * "(Zhang Jiuling)," I miss my relatives twice during the festive season "(Wang Wei)," Looking up, I found it was moonlight, and then sinking back, I suddenly thought of home "(Li Bai)," He knows that the dew tonight will be frost, and how bright the moonlight at home is! " (Du Fu), "Green is there, when will the bright moon shine on me" (Wang Anshi), "When will the bright moon be there, I was once classified as a colorful cloud" (Yan Zhu)
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. The loving mother recited the thread in her hand and made clothes for her wayward son.
Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?
Every tree in Hanyang of the Yellow Crane Tower becomes clear in the water, and Nautilus Island is a nest of herbs. But I looked at my hometown, and the twilight was getting thicker, and the mist of sadness was filled on the river waves.
Poems of missing 1. It's ringing, ask for its friendly voice -> 2. Give me a peach and a plum -> 3. Give me a papaya and give it back to Joan. Since we know each other, why do we have to be blind? -Han Yuefu folk songs > 5. Wan Li is near-the Three Kingdoms. Cao Wei Zhi > 6. However, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven will remain our neighbor-Don Wang Bo > 7. Not far from knowing each other, Wan Li is still a neighbor-Don Zhang Jiuling > 8. Young people are willing to learn new things, but they are old friends when they are dying-Don Han Yu > 9. Friendship with Wen Chang and Neighboring with Germany-Tang Zuyong > 10. We were all unhappy until the end of the day, when we met. We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? -Tang Bai Juyi > 1 1. Making friends in life is at the end, not for ups and downs-Tang Helan enters the Ming Dynasty > 12. There is no distinction between young and old in life, so why should we tune together first? -Tang Du Fu >; 13. Friends who paint must be light, and mountains are like paper, but they don't like peace —— Qing Weng Zhao "The sea rises from the moon, and at this time the horizon is * * *" (Zhang Jiuling), "I miss my relatives twice during the festive season" (Wang Wei), "Looking up, I found that the moonlight sank back, and I suddenly thought of home" (Li Bai) "He knew that the dew would frost tonight. (Du Fu) "Jiang Nanan Spring Breeze is Green, When Will the Moon Shine on Me" (Wang Anshi) "At that time, the moon was there, and I used to return as a colorful cloud" (Wang Anshi) When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance.
I don't know about palaces in the sky. What year is tonight? I want to go home in the wind, but I'm afraid I'll be too high to stand the cold. Dance to see what the shadow on the earth looks like.
The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone? People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past.
I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away. Long-term Thinking Anonymous > Last autumn, this autumn.
People on the lake are mixed, and the West Lake is still flowing. Wu and Jia.
In fifteen years, I turned my head and let go of my life. (1) Except for the night shift [Tang], the cold lights in the hotel are on alone, and the customer's heart turns sad.
My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty. (2) Going home [Tang] Du Mu's younger son asked, why did you stay late? * * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns? (3) Homesickness [Song] Li Gou said that the sunset is the end of the world, and I can't see my distant home.
Castle Peak is being influenced by Castle Peak, which covers my sight. Twilight, Castle Peak. (4) Beijing Normal University has a letter from home [Ming] Yuan Kaijiang is three thousand miles away, and there are fifteen lines of letters from home.
There is nothing else between me, just telling me to go back to my hometown as soon as possible. 5] Hao Chu and the great master watched the mountains and sent relatives and friends to Beijing [Tang] Dai Shulun's seaside mountains were like swords and clouds.
How can we turn this body into tens of millions, scattered to the heads of state's homes to see! [6] Where is Wei's hometown? It's leisurely to think about it.
Autumn night in Huainan, the high house smells wild geese coming. (7) Miscellaneous Poems (Wang Wei) You from my old country, tell me what happened there! .
When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? (8) Inscription on the wall of an inn in the north of Dayu Mountain (Song Dynasty) The cloud flies south and turns back here this month. Birds don't enter, but I don't travel far to Lingnan. I don't know when, when can I return home?
The tide receded, the river rippled quietly, the forest was dark and malaria was scattered. Tomorrow I will climb to the top of the mountain and look north at my hometown, or I can see the red berries on the top of the mountain.
Seeing off a friend (Li Bai) at Jingmen Ferry; sailing from Jingmen Ferry, you will be with people in the south soon. At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness.
The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces. The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
⑽ Wanderers listen to drums, younger brother (Du Fu) moonlit night, autumn geese. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. Delivering books is often late. What can we expect in a war? .
⑾ Farewell (Sui folk songs) The willows are green and the flowers are flying all over the sky. The wicker folding ruler flies away. Will pedestrians come back? ⑿ Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights (Wang Jian): Bai Shu Crow Habitat Atrium, Coody Leng Silent Wet Osmanthus fragrans.
I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight. [13] Every messenger comes to the hometown of Jingshi, and it's a long way to Xiu Yuan, and his sleeves are full of tears.
I'll meet you immediately, without paper and pen. Please tell my family that I'm safe. [14] Show your son (Lu You) that he is dead and everything is empty, but he is sad to see Kyushu.
Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news! ⒂ Fisherman's pride (Fan Zhongyan) blocked the scenery of Qiu Lai, and Hengyang geese were neglected and besieged on all sides.
Thousands of miles away, the long smoke closes. A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet.
The pipe strength is covered with frost. People don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears.
[14] A plum blossom crossing the Wujiang River (Jie Jiang) is full of spring worries. The boat on the river rocked and the curtain moved upstairs.
Du Qiuniang and Tainiang Bridge. The wind is floating and the rain is falling.
When will you go home to wash the guest robes? The silver word is the tone, and the heart word is the fragrance.
Time can easily throw people away. Cherry is red and banana is green.
⒄ Tianjingsha Qiu Si (Ma Zhiyuan) Dead vines and old trees faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, old roads and thin horses. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
⒅ The prison wall (Tan Sitong) looked at the door, stopped thinking about James Zhang, and endured death for a while. My smile goes from the horizontal knife to the sky and stays in the liver and gallbladder.
Trick chapter feelings (Tan Sitong) Everything in the world is in spring sorrow, and now I cry to Cang Ming. Forty million people shed tears together. Where is China at the end of the world?