Some people say that when a man is in love, he can write poems. I think this is Xu Zhimo. The following is a collection of quotations from Xu Zhimo's poems. I hope you like it.
I am an ordinary person, and I can't expect to be worthy of your attention in the crowd.
I will visit my only soul mate in the vast sea of people, and I am lucky to get it; No, my life, that's it. If you get it, you live; if you don't, you die.
Quiet is the farewell flute, summer insects are silent for me. Silence is Cambridge tonight.
Silence is farewell music. Silence is Cambridge tonight.
All feelings are not in the words, but in the heart.
The fingers that hold your hand,
Fold together alone at night.
What can I say to you?
It seems that I have finished all my words.
It's like I didn't say anything.
It's sunny here, and the scenery of Liberty Road is good.
I left quietly, just as I came quietly;
I waved my sleeve without taking away a cloud.
I am a cloud in the sky, occasionally projected in your heart, you don't have to be surprised, let alone happy, and disappear in a flash.
I know you as well as I know myself.
I am willing to take the world by storm and try my best to fight for it. I don't want to escape the cruel pain, but I want to settle down with kindness, establish my personality and save my soul. I will visit my only soul mate in the vast sea of people. I am lucky to get it; No, my life.
Moonlight, can you put my dream soul on a magnolia branch three or five feet away from her?
I was lucky to get it, but my life was lost.
The most important thing is that the gentleness of bowing your head, like the shyness of hibiscus out of water, is to cherish, and there is sweet sadness in that treasure.
Quietly is Xiao Sheng's farewell, and silence is Cambridge tonight.
I want to hold his hand.
There are many places under the bright moon
I braved the cold alone to listen to birds singing in the frosty Woods, looking forward to the early morning sunshine to find flowers and plants waking up in the soil, but I couldn't believe in spring. I am so lonely and complete. Countless nights, I stood alone on the bridge under the old orange tree in the cold wind, just to listen to the cry of a nightingale. I leaned against the moss on the stone fence, and my heart was cold, but the nightingale didn't come.
I am a very empty poor man and a very rich man. All I have is love.
The starting point of love is not necessarily the body, but it reaches its peak when it reaches the body.
If you want real peace, you must go to the bottom of the storm.
If you want to be truly harmonious, you must go to chaos.
If you want real security, you must get rid of the chaos and hysteria of the Great Revolution.
If you want to be really happy, you must taste the pain.
If you want truth, you must realize it in the emptiness of truth.
If you want to live a real life, you must visit in the most dangerous direction.
If you want a real heaven, you must go to hell.
Love is a kind of hypnosis, who absorbed you after waking up. This is why I always feel that I have not only lost him, but also lost a part of myself after loving him. The loved one is always in charge of the spirit, but the loved one is lost. In every sincere relationship, there is always a person who sacrifices his soul and gains cruelty.
Miss the flame in the dark, miss the sunshine in the fog.
I don't know the wind
Which direction does it blow?
In my dream,
Heartbroken in the sadness of dreams.
You know, and I know you know.
Set up a Hongqiao, point out eternal happiness, and absorb endless suffering in loud singing.
We have lost the ability to fly since childhood.
Say what has passed, the phosphorescence of the skeleton.
-I don't know which direction the wind is blowing.-I'm in a dream, spinning in the light waves of my dream. I don't know which direction the wind blows-I am in a dream, her tenderness, my intoxication. I don't know from which direction the wind blows-I am in a dream, and sweetness is the glory in my dream. I don't know from which direction the wind blows-I am in a dream, her ingratitude, my sadness. I don't know from which direction the wind is blowing-I am in a dream, and my heart is broken in the sadness in my dream! I don't know which direction the wind is blowing-I am in a dream, and darkness is the glory in my dream!
The joy in my heart, the grandeur of my emotional realm, the sinking of Nintendo and the opening of hell can't destroy the treasure in my inner temple.
I am really busy in Beijing.
I look at people
People look at me.
After several turns, the day turned into night.
I am willing to take the world by storm and do my best, not specifically to escape the intense pain, but really to seek the settlement of conscience, the establishment of personality and the redemption of the soul.
Who doesn't seek virtue? Who's upset Who is not afraid of danger? However, if there is a breakthrough, can the husband have it?
I will visit my only soul mate in the vast sea of people; I am lucky to get it; No, my life, that's it.
My husband and my teacher! I tasted the essence of my soul, condensed it into an ideal pearl, and filled it with painstaking efforts to shine on my deep spiritual home. The vulgar taboo jealousy needs to numb its soul, smash its ideal, kill its hope and defile its purity! I am not a degenerate, a coward, a mean person, and a little too young!
I will look for my only soul mate in the vast sea of people. I am lucky to get it; No, my life.
I tasted the essence of my soul, condensed it into an ideal pearl, and filled it with painstaking efforts to shine on my deep spiritual home.
If I wasn't worried about you,
Think about your thoughts,
I don't deserve to say I love you.
What do you think you are pulling like a saw,
My heart is made of meat!
Everyone in life is a poet, but he has no expression.
I don't know which direction the wind is blowing.
Love, let me close my eyes and die in front of you in this quiet garden. How beautiful!
once in a while
Author Xu zhimo
accidental
I am a cloud in the sky,
Occasionally projected in your heart.
You shouldn't be surprised,
Not to mention being lucky.
It disappeared in an instant.
You and I met in the dark sea,
You have yours, I have mine, direction;
You remember it well,
You'd better forget,
The light that shines on each other at this intersection!
It's you and me, one south and one north. You said I was willing to leave the south, I only said you wouldn't go to the north with me.
If you are awake, you can't fall asleep. If you are aware, you can't be stupid. When gorgeous leaves fall, the thread of life will appear through the calendar.
Who is in charge of this meeting? Wind!
You said you'd better live and wait for that day! Is there such a day? You are my confidence.
The train grabbed the railing and ran in the dark; Over the mountains, over the water, over the graves of the dead; With those two narrow paths, it is a railroad track, bearing this weight, as tired as a dream.
When sailing in the faint waves, I saw a star-shaped fishing boat, like a group of carefree seabirds, swimming in the twilight waves with feathers on their pillows.
You love me. What kind of love is this?
If you want to fly, you have to fly all over the sky. The wind can't stop clouds from flying. With one wing, you jump over a hill, and the shadow covers the flight of 20 acres of rice fields. Tired of flying at night, I will dream in circles around the top of the tower along the wind direction.
I've come with everything.
Everything has love.
What's the point of falling in love with him?
I was not born when he came;
The sun has shone for me for more than twenty years.
I'm just a child. Do you know what trouble is?
Suddenly one day, I love and hate that day.
My heart itches a little,
It was the first time in my life that I was fooled.
Some people say it's an injury Touch my chest.
I wasn't born when he came,
What's the point of falling in love with him?
Take a book, walk ten miles, choose a quiet place, watch the sky, listen to birds, and go to the grass to find your dreams when you are tired.
Hope that never gained a foothold was destroyed.
"A few big ones" are beautiful, and thousands of sheep in front of the green hillside are covered with snow wool, which is beautiful; The stars of a day, thousands of pairs of shining eyes, peep at the earth from the infinite blue sky, which is beautiful; The sea of clouds on the top of Mount Tai, the huge Yunfeng is still in the morning light, beautiful; The waves of the sea, wearing all kinds of white hats, are stirring and rising in the sun, which is beautiful; Tens of millions of birds live in "Feather Island" near Ireland. When the sun sets, I only see a "feathered" sky, which is beautiful only because birds are singing loudly.
After that, everyone must make a word.
My humble husband is incompetent.
Stage * * * Encouragement
In my Mo Chi, there are some red spots.
You really don't know how much I want to walk with you, or go out for dinner, or go to the movies together, which makes others envy me.
Looking at the quiet bridge, counting the ripples of mother-of-pearl. I leaned against the moss on the stone fence, which cooled my heart. Moon, you drop out of school, and the bride is ashamed to hide your brocade. You stayed here last night to hear whether she allowed you to come tonight.
Alone, alone, I meditate on the strangeness of this world: who is playing with the incongruous voice of human beings?
Weaver and Cowherd, separated by a water, are relatively speechless and deeply touched.
In the first few years of writing poetry, those immature and semi-mature ideas were scattered through the fingers like colorful rain.
I want you to make my heart ache. I want you to smile like a flame, your flexible waist and the stars dancing in your hair. I fell into an intoxicating atmosphere, like an island, involuntarily undulating between the waves of python green.
Men all over the world want to stand by you, but most of them don't deserve you because you are the most beautiful bride in the world.
I am waiting for you.
I looked at the dim light outside.
Just like looking to the future,
My heart shook my ears.
Why haven't you come yet? hope
Allow flowers to bloom every second.
I'm waiting for your footsteps,
Your jokes, your face,
Your soft hair,
Everything is waiting for you;
I hope that every second,
Go to hell.-Where are you?
I want you to make my heart ache,
I want you to smile like a flame,
Want your flexible waist,
The flying star in your hair horn;
I fell into a drunken atmosphere,
Like an island,
Between the green waves of pythons, they involuntarily float and sink.
Oh, I want to eat it so much
Your arrival, longing
That magical yutan
Open the top of time!
Why don't you come? You have a heart!
I can't forget you, the day you came,
As if the dark future is bright,
You are my husband, my lover, my benefactor,
You taught me what life is and what love is.
You woke me up in a coma and cleared me.
Therefore, it is important to cultivate and maintain a lively and unimpeded mental state, and make use of natural physical and mental abilities to consciously develop the possibility of life as much as possible.
It is autumn again! In extreme days, the sound of rain with a faint smell, connected with gloomy air, whispers in my soul's ear: autumn? ! I was unhappy and couldn't resist the gentle invasion, so I opened the Qiu Si accumulated in spring and summer, and combined with the foreign resentment at this time, I gave birth to a weak baby-? Worried? .
I really want to cut open my chest and put my love in the warmest place in my heart, so that you will not be attacked by a little wind and frost or contaminated by a little dust.
Ink blue and white
What I want to win, what I can win, is at most a drop of her tears, a sad, semi-indifferent sneer; But I am still willing, even if the news that I am shattered reaches his heart like a stone, and she regards me as a mouse and a bug in the crypt, I am still willing!
Love, I am lucky to get it. No, my life, that's it.
Just because my heart is full of.
Stronger than poison, more vicious than curse.
More rampant than fire, more profound than death, unbearable, compassionate and kind.
So, I'm talking about poison, curse, burning and emptiness.
I just hope there are no clouds in the sky. I can see the sky, the constant big stars in the sky. That's you. I hope you shine more light for me, through the night, through the day, and connect with the spirit of love.
My chest is not big enough to hold all or part of the universe; My heart is not deep enough, and I often have sadness that shows the bottom.
I know that I can't retreat.
I can't stand being in cahoots,
Not cooperating,
In order to maintain personality,
I only know right and wrong in my life, and I never take people as the unit.
I will find my only soul mate in the vast sea of people. If I get it, I am lucky: if I lose it, I will die.
I will find my only confidant in life in the vast sea of people, and it is my luck to get it; Lost, my life!
Tigers and wolves are on busy city streets.
The robber is in your wife's bed.
Evil exists in your deep soul.
I am a cloud in the sky, occasionally projected on your heart.
Nora in Xi 'an
For Japanese girls,
The most is the gentleness of bowing,
Like a hibiscus out of water
The shyness of the cool breeze,
Take care, take care,
There is sweet sadness in the treasure.
I have no choice but to love; No other genius is love; There is nothing but love; There is no other motivation, but love.
Remember that sunshine is the only source of health, better than any medicine.
The yard is quiet.
Listen to stories, hug.
Woven into a pine shadow-
Look at the first month
I didn't know I was in the mountains tonight
What a beautiful scenery it is!
I think there are moons and pine trees.
There is a deeper silence.
I want to hold on to the moonlight
Just relax.
Blowing the pine trees and the drunkenness of spring.
Go rafting in the mountains
Blow off a new needle.
Fall in front of your window
Soft as a sigh-it's not surprising that I can't sleep!
gently
I'm leaving,
When I came softly;
I waved gently,
Say goodbye to the western clouds.
But love can only be love. It is so absolute, so unique, so irreplaceable. I have decided that my life should be subordinated to my love. I have no choice.
I'm lucky, not my life.
If I were a snowflake
Handsome in midair
I must know my direction clearly.
Fly, fly, fly.
This land has my direction.
Don't go to that cold valley
Don't go to the desolate foothills.
I won't go to the deserted street to be disappointed.
Fly, fly, fly.
Look, I have my direction!
Juanjuan dances in the air.
Find a quiet place.
Wait for her to visit in the garden.
Fly, fly, fly.
Ah, she smells like cinnabar plum!
At that time, I relied on my lightness.
Yingying touched her skirt.
Love, you will always be a star above my head: if I die unfortunately, I will become a firefly. In this garden, I will fly in the dark beside the grass roots, from dusk to midnight and from midnight to dawn. I just hope there are no clouds in the sky, and I can see the unchanging big star in the sky every day, that is you. I hope you shine a little more light for me and connect with love day and night.
Sadness, he tugged at my heart all day,
Practice the piano like a pianist;
Sorrow is like flying waves between rocks;
Look at him surging and listen to his call sign.
Beauty is the eternal light on the earth.
Tonight, Beihai is really nice. The two stars in the sky are crystal clear and touching each other across a Tianhe River. The lotus leaves in the pool are fresh and fresh; A curved topaz-like early moon hangs in the western heaven; Countless bugs cry accordingly; Our boat is stuck in the lotus leaf, and I miss you. If you and I sit in a boat and wander in the middle of the lake, watching the stars, listening to the insects, smelling the lotus flowers and forgetting everything, what a happy thing it is. I will blame you for being restless at the moment, unknown so. That's why I want you to go to the mountains. Once in the mountains, you will naturally be more open-minded. I dare say that if you forget more chores, you will pay more attention to your love: look at the grass color on the ground, look at the stars in the sky, touch your chest, and ask whether your soul has been entrusted, whether your love has been paid, and whether your life has found meaning. You won't have a clear head in Beijing. Nature reminds us of our inner desires.
I don't feel sorry for myself, but I love you so much that I don't hesitate to follow you everywhere. I also blame myself for being weak-willed and unable to earn an independent spirit in a bad environment.
The hands on the clock are constantly comparing.
Mysterious gestures, like pointing,
Such as sympathy, such as ridicule,
Whenever I touch this point, I feel
My own heart
The death knell was buried alive.
But when I'm away, you have your life, and it's not that difficult; Of course, I am happier with you, but what I want to know most is, Mei, am I you? Is it absolutely necessary? Can I give you something that no one else in the world can give you? Did you get the most complete and regretless satisfaction in your life in my love for you?
I am lucky to find the only companion of my soul in the vast sea of people, not my life.
Oh, eyebrows! Love me; Give me all your love and let us be one; Live in my love for you, let my love fill your whole heart, nourish you, caress your fearless county, and hold your fearless heart tightly; Let my love overflow your whole body, engulf everything in you, and let me rest happily and confidently in your love for me!
You know I'm not ungrateful.
You are love, you are warm,
You are hope, you are April day on earth.
I'm just your wings,
Without you and me,
We'll never fly out.
I will be in the vast sea of people,
Pursue my only soul mate.
I am lucky to know this, but I am doomed to fail!
This is accidental, small and exquisite wildflowers!
You are full of fresh dew,
Jumping, like a flower moth longing for light,
Thinking about the color of the flame in the dark and the glow of the sun;
I'm walking across the grass at the moment,
Unreasonable inner feelings, uneasiness and surprise,
In this fog, under this rock wall,
Thinking, tears throbbing, life and fresh dew? ;