Who will be disillusioned and shake off into blood and tears?
Burning my heart, my feelings are somewhat humble.
Blade dancing, how much infatuation into a knife wound.
It's cruel of you to bury your love on the cliff.
My eyes are hazy, and I am fascinated by a beautiful snowy moon with a clear breeze.
Although the dream of holding your hand and growing old with your son has been over 1000 years,
But it is deeply rooted in my inner space-time.
The dream of the world of mortals quietly falls into the scattered poems of the poem.
The fragrance of rain and ink is graceful and becomes pear flowers dotted with dreams.
The miss of sitting in the snow lotus for thousands of years is crystal clear.
Sadness and sadness have turned into a lifetime of sadness, making your smile wither.
There are thousands of years of love handwriting in your blurred eyes.
I pursued your affectionate handwriting thousands of miles away.
But you are ruthless, sweeping the meaning of love.
I can't read your signature, and I can't tell you all your prosperity and sadness.
Burning incense to pay homage, but accidentally knocked over the reincarnation of previous lives.
Play the rhyme of acacia strings
Years have eroded the unparalleled beauty of life.
Toda fahua
A look at Fahua in my life will only increase my heartache for the rest of my life.
Put pen to paper, affectionate
-a passer-by who never looks back
Modern love poems ii. First, it is best not to meet each other, so you can not fall in love.
Second, it is best not to know each other, so that you can not miss each other.
Third, it's best not to accompany you, so you don't owe each other.
Fourth, it is best not to cherish each other, so that you can not remember each other.
Fifth, it is best not to fall in love, so as not to dislike each other.
Sixth, it is best not to face each other, so there is no need to meet.
Seventh, it is best not to make mistakes, so as to make mistakes.
Eighth, it is best not to promise each other, so you can not continue.
Ninth, it's best not to depend on each other, so you don't have to lean together.
Tenth, it's best not to meet each other, so we don't have to be together.
But we met as soon as we met, but we never met when we met.
Andrew and Jun are absolutely in harmony, so they won't teach life and death to be lovesick.
I was worried that my passion would harm Brahma, but I was afraid to leave the whole city after I entered the mountain.
In this world, you can live up to the Tathagata, and you can live up to the Tathagata.
once in a while
I am a cloud in the sky.
Occasionally projected in your heart.
You don't have to be surprised.
Not to mention being lucky.
It disappeared in an instant.
You and I met in the dark sea
You have yours, and I have my direction.
It's good that you remember.
You'd better forget
The light that shines on each other at this intersection.
When you are old, white-haired and sleepy,
Take a nap by the fire, please write down this poem.
Read slowly and recall the tenderness of your eyes in the past.
Recall the heavy shadows of their past;
How many people love you when you are young and happy,
Worship your beauty, hypocrisy or sincerity,
Only one person loves your pilgrim soul,
Love the painful wrinkles on your aging face;
I hung my head, by the red fire,
Whispering sadly about the passing of love,
On the mountain overhead, it walked slowly.
A face is hidden among a group of stars.
The touch of blue in modern love poem 4.
In order to have a dusty relationship with you
Five hundred years ago, I prayed devoutly under the Buddha.
All my life, I have been waiting for a game.
Miss the fate of past lives
There is always a touch of quiet blue.
Gorgeous into a lamp in the atrium
Illuminate your encounter with me in a poem.
must be
May 16
Perhaps, you have never loved//the boundless moon.
The cold wind roared past.
A touch of the sunset will stage the sadness of parting.
I haven't decided whether to tell you or not.
Your figure has disappeared behind the crowd.
I've always wanted to be a loved woman.
But I hope the person I like will tell me first.
I'll wait for you until
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Confusion between love and hate
The poor inherit the wind,
I hope my son becomes a dragon and my daughter becomes a phoenix. Think of it as a treasure without loss,
Speak casually because you have learned discipline. Once you suffer, you will never give up.
Catching shadows and making trouble at school, the rural shrew is not ashamed.
I have a clear conscience at work and regard it as my hope.
(paternal) grandmother
Emotional bond
Germinate in the soil
Long enough for me to touch.
at that time
I just don't understand.
A familiar figure
Always busy.
Love begins here.
Whenever and wherever you run.
Don't forget the way home.
Because at home {
How far are you from me?
How far are you from me?
It is at the foot of the Great Wall.
Or by the Yellow River?
night
I am carrying a lantern.
Who says paper can't wrap fire?
The shadow is so close
Wandering around like me
Can't step on the fibrous roots
This is just a layer of paper.
But how can we separate?
My whole life {p
weep
In the cold wind
On the bumpy road
I didn't bow my head.
But there is a stubborn heart
Lift everyone up.
I'm really not afraid of anything
Toward that day
Go ahead silently
Now mom walks into the hospital.
I just looked back blankly.
place
Fallen leaves are the most beautiful scenery in autumn.
Poetry: Wang Peng
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Fall down, fall down
This is life in love.
Branches and vines are intertwined.
Pay too much infatuation
When all the blood is donated,
Never Goin' Back
In the late autumn wind
End the process from green to withering.
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plush toy
It is that soul mate of every childhood,
Follow the best time of childhood.
Sleep, that is the sweetest blank,
Gently shake the baby in the cradle.
I walked softly to your bed,
I'm afraid of disturbing my son's dream of sleeping.
Impression of autumn
Impression of autumn
one
Autumn is a sunny day.
A group of colorful old people
Hip-hop, rhythmic.
Autumn is a moonlit night.
Fuzzy mountain shadows, quiet water
The echoing cuckoo song
Autumn is a date.
Pepper with spicy eyes, Hulujun
Mom, let me play a song for you.
Since the birth of our child,
You started a difficult journey of parenting.
For the sake of your children, you never ask.
In the storm, you carry a heavy burden with your fragile shoulders.
Motherly love, in fact, has no secrets,
It's always silent,
Infiltrate bit by bit
mother
Seeing my elderly mother,
I doubt whether I can get rid of her love.
I've prayed thousands of times,
Prayer is condensed at this moment,
If I take it off her arm,
Respond to mother's torn smile with shouts.
White hair illuminates my guilt,
wrinkle
The cold wind is tight in October, and the yellow leaves are floating with the wind.
Before you leave the placenta, you will be robbed.
Difficult labor is hard to get out, and life and death are bitter.
I have made up my mind that I will visit the gate of hell before I am born.
Artificial respiration brings back the soul.
Yan is merciful, but his relatives are unwilling to let him go.
That Gu Beifeng is crazy, and he has to throw his own flesh and blood into the ice.
September 26(th)
I accompany you silently.
midnight
Woke up by your vomit.
Your stomach is upset again.
My heart hurts again and again.
leave
Get you a cup of boiled water.
All the love and companionship
Fill this warm cup.
courtyard
The light is soft.
The moonlight in the sky is also hazy.
night
Next to Taihang Mountain in childhood.
Sunshine,
Through a window that is not very bright.
Lying in bed,
Still remember yesterday's lollipop,
The scent of temptation.
Grandma next door,
Sing an old song.
Word for word,
Singing,
This is what she looked like when she was young.
who
Looking back is the years.
The bluest part of the sky.
The softest part of the earth
expand from a small to a large force
Father forged the sun.
Mother refined the moon.
Jiejie textile Xing Xing company
My brother built a mountain.
solipsism
Picking mountain flowers happily
I climbed up the clouds naughty.
Picked a morning glory
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June 14
Goodbye, alma mater.
today，
I'm standing here laughing.
Why don't you know?
Tomorrow, I will leave here forever.
Ah,
Alma mater, where I grew up for six years.
Almost unaware
Tomorrow, I will part ways with my classmates.
Looking back six years ago,
My little bits and pieces are here.
May 28(th)
What is love?
what is love ?
Love is the concern of parents.
what is love ?
Love is the purest mind.
what is love ?
Love is the concern between friends.
Oh! I see!
Love is the most beautiful voice in the world!
Love is deep, drunk in May.
May 13
Mother is a river.
Mother is a river.
Flowing in my childhood dreams
Crying for no reason
Just want to
Grab your love and enjoy it.
Mother is a river.
Flowing on my growing face
An uneasy mind
Always wanted to
Leaning on your back, sad.
Mother is a river.
Modern love poem 5 in western Henan, in the vast darkness of the first night,
An old man hobbled and was exhausted.
Walking on the bridge in Xiyang, her eyes were tired and careless.
In vain, I want to find a safe rest.
There are no lights or stars ahead.
Footprints left on gloomy banks;
Crops in the distance are swaying and noisy in the wind.
The moon hides behind the clouds, autumn insects
Pray for mercy by the river.
When she walked down, she saw rocks protruding from the river.
Sitting in the "in-laws" who should get married.
Ah, it's over!
The gray forehead was covered with deep wrinkles.
Facing the noisy river,
Silence flows with time.
I have black blood on my feet-memory.
The gloomy in-laws raised their quiet eyes.
Looking at her later numbness.
Trembling with fear, I quickly stood up.
"Stop" old weak call way:
Please say goodbye to your children.
In-laws bow their heads; It was supposed to be black hair and white hair.
He seems to feel some ghosts.
Jump out of the sea of blood,
Blinking hazy eyes in the moonlight.
"Well, they shouldn't come here to sleep so early."
Her son fell in love with his daughter.
They met here more than once and talked about love.
* * * drifting into the valley in the moonlight,
The shadow cast by the neat railings on the bridge
They hugged, kissed,
Two hearts seem to ignite each other.
But the days of love and happiness fly by.
Gone, sad night came to them.
She's sick and haggard, son.
Isolated by in-laws;
Daughter's beauty and gentleness,
He shattered their dreams.
Young lovers tremble silently;
Tears and despair spilled on the bridge.
Broken into a piece of sweetness. Fantasy.
Sadness, dark sadness hangs over the deep river.
Daughter hugged his knee pleaded:
He blinked. "Impossible," he said.
"Otherwise, you are not my daughter."
From then on, I was killed by silent sadness-
She looked at the lonely corner and the shadow of drinking alone.
You can only drink with your son alone. Poverty,
She has been covered with scales;
My son's heart is bleeding, how helpless-
After a long day of pain,
In another darkness,
They are holding hands and their hearts are moving towards liberation.
Only the bloody body was given to the mother.
How sad!
The eternal dream has come,
By the river, everything is quiet.
She quietly dragged away her thin body,
Leave her alone, on a cold moonless autumn night.
When the bridge is foggy,
The wind blows the cypress in the faint echo,
There are a few strings of muddy regrets on the shore.
Modern Love Poems 6 The vast desert is endless.
Unique to dead leaves
The thirsty wind blew gently at my feet.
I know
You followed me.
I know
You came for my love.
In the desert.
Complete our most beautiful love.
Love in the desert
It's just a beautiful vision.
Love in the desert
But it's worth fighting for.
The sincerity of this love
The bell of camel bell
Resounded through the desert sky.
Your distant place
Do you feel my breath, too?
Because of your heart
Rest quietly in my heart at the moment.
No matter at the end of the world
Still in the cloak, I'll put you
Always remember
In the empty sky
Full of faint yellow sand.
My deep shoe covers are also occupied by yellow sand at will.
It's yellow sand. It fills me up.
My thoughts
I think I saw you.
Shadow of
In the empty desert
Dance lightly and gracefully
Bring me unexpected surprises.
I hold your hand.
Jump out.-We
The excitement of two people
Gently pick up the sleeping dead leaves.
Put it in my heart.
I can vaguely hear your crying voice.
Make me cry and get drunk.
The dream of the whole desert
who is it?
Think of yesterday's sadness
who is it?
Say goodbye to the sadness in my heart.
It's camel bells in the desert that disturb you and me.
Let the dream of loneliness for thousands of years follow my love for thousands of years.
From then on, it left a beautiful arc.
motive
Walk into this legendary desert
Love in the desert
Always one, out of reach.
The legend of love
Our love is also in the desert.
Arbitrary imagination
In the end, everything went with the wind.
Dead soul
The spring breeze caresses China.
I am just a reed on the surface of the earth.
When nature transcends the country
Controversial nonsense
I have to be there.
Ignite fullness and softness for the four seasons.
Even if it's dry and green.
Even if the fire and rain are lingering
The blue wind is swaying.
The story changed from a gloomy day to a rich one.
That life is always eager and cautious.
We became strong that day.
For every dusk, show the warmest face in spring and summer.
If I were still in this world
Future generations will have a mission, right?
If there were no more moans and yellow cracks in the land around me
Sigh while walking by the turmeric of a tree.
How many times have the surviving companions fallen leaves into mountains
Earth and dew compose the chapters of nature and tears.
How to surpass?
Dead wood eroded by the devil of freedom
Dead soul
Or one day
My tenacity can be associated with both the lake and the shore.
A country separated by space.
Writing the Holy Land of 8,000-year-old standard culture with square characters.
I believe in every fragrant and heavy land and window in Fang Gezi.
Benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and feudalism inserted a unique and soulful dragon god and phoenix mother into religious culture.
twenty-first century
Life and civilization should live creatively in this great country, right?
I smiled at the moment when the train of culture was crushed.
I smiled, hoping to pounce on the dust and soil left by civilization in the deepest part of nature. ...
I have seen you several times in my dream.
You can dream back,
But it's nothing.
My Forbidden City,
My love,
Into your arms,
I remember,
A thousand words.
Beautiful,
You are incomparable,
Strong,
You are angry with the sky.
Countless shingles and double eaves,
Endless Chinese rooms,
Three magnificent halls,
Royal gardens towering into the sky in ancient times.
Weaving tourists,
Look, it took my eyes.
Strolling on the ancient blue brick floor,
I have a lot of ideas,
How many dusty stories,
Repeat in my mind.
A generation of lords,
Created the Yongle ceremony,
Open the territory,
Comparable to Mount Tai meditation.
Not tired,
Smoke from folk bonfires,
A sloppy English Sect,
Longyou shoal,
When he moved back to the palace,
It is to let the protagonist be wronged.
Ten thousand princesses,
Strange things happen again and again,
Years crisscross,
It is love that spans time and space.
The fall of Chonghuan,
This is the tragedy of the heroic ending,
The number of crooked necks in Jingshan Park,
This is the annotation of a fallen regime.
The rigor of Xiongguan,
The trampling of terrible soldiers,
The ancient imperial city,
Another nation has climbed the stairs.
The mighty Ao Bai,
Lost in the elegance of teenagers,
Love Xiaozhuang,
Hold up the demeanor of a generation of wise kings.
The blood of six gentlemen in the reform movement of 1898,
Beijing is in smog,
A generation of witches,
Stubbornly dominating the destiny of the nation.
Sunset, Forbidden City,
Three-year-old "real dragon son of heaven",
Will inevitably be ruthlessly eliminated.
The wheel of history,
Scroll east,
The rapids of the Yangtze River,
Another thousand years have passed.
How many stories?
Success or failure and rise and fall,
How many heroes,
Is your voice safe?
Only this splendid castle,
Youth remains the same,
With wordless words,
Telling many unforgettable times.
You are so kind to me.
I have nothing to repay.
You said you didn't want to go back.
As long as you are kind to me, it is the best reward for you.
No one is so kind to me without you.
I am very grateful to you.
But I feel more guilty about you.
The more I feel guilty about you, the more I want to run away from you.
I tried to accept you.
But I can't fool my heart.
That's irresponsible for you.
You're lying to yourself, too.
Sorry, I have no love to return.
Modern Poetry of Love 9 Because of the love for quail, Kiboro Hasava buried the sinking soul.
The Arabian Sea is a soul without regrets.
Forgotten stone, the fire of hell burns the soul of stone.
Because of love, the sound of the waves still calls for familiar names in the distance.
A path on yellow leaves hurt the withered figure of acacia.
Because of love, Mara's happiness in hand is the concern of heart and heart.
Because of love, nail-marked hands lead us out of loneliness in the wilderness.
A ship is full of reminding and caring love, because with love, it floats forward under the comfort of the sea.
A dove flew over the mountains and storms from Jerusalem.
The song is deep because of love.
Ark, Noah's Ark, because of love, save repentant souls.
An olive tree, because of love, the green on its branches,
Hope of life is floating.
Because of love, the tent of meeting once again cares, protects and pities us.
Sister, please take down the water bottle and give me water to drink.
Please drink. I'll give you a camel, too.
Because of love, body and soul are intertwined.
A tail fish is immersed in the shining soft waves,
Because of love, happiness roams in the soft waves.
Emotion of Modern Poetry 10 Nostalgia
In childhood
Homesickness is a small stamp.
I'm here and my mother is there.
When I grow up
Homesickness is a narrow ticket.
I'm here and the bride is there.
We'll talk about it later.
Homesickness is a low grave.
I'm outside and my mother is inside.
But now
Homesickness is a shallow strait.
I am on this continent, on that side.