The wind, I don't know where it comes from.
The weeping willows by the lover's lake
All in the same direction
Gone with the wind, graceful picture.
Reminds me of your long flowing hair.
With vague memories of past lives
I came back and sat by the lake.
The old place where we dated.
On the grass, there are still
The perfume you smelled in those days.
The clear lake is as clear as a mirror.
Reflect my slender figure.
When waiting for someone quietly
The scenery is beautiful, and the mountains and rivers are beautiful.
Even the old pocket watch that followed me for many years.
Also slowed down the pace of walking.
Stay with me and wait for me.
Summer feelings
The cherries in the small orchard are ripe and red.
Yes, your charming little mouth.
That year under the cherry tree, you held me.
Raise your little face and say, son
If the cherry is not round.
Grow into a heart, like a heart.
Crystal clear, fiery red, translucent, how beautiful!
For you, it's been many years.
I have been staying in a small orchard.
After in-depth research and training
Finally, a heart-shaped cherry was planted.
Like a string of hearts, hanging on a tree.
I can imagine that when you see them,
Happy little appearance
Honey, the cherry is ripe.
If you don't come, I'll pick them all.
Make your favorite jam.
With my heart, keep it sealed.
Label, explain
The shelf life is another thousand years.
Autumn scenery/scenery/scenery
Honey, the maple leaves on the mountain are red.
A large area of land stretches for miles.
Hand in hand, a couple who come to enjoy the maple.
Out of the frying pan into the fire.
I bent down, bent down.
Along the winding mountain road, when you are struggling.
Suddenly sad, my heart beats faster.
As if to jump out of the chest and hit the ridge.
I still remember that year, being with you as soon as possible.
On the way to gallop the world of mortals and fight the Jianghu.
How chic and beautiful.
After being reborn, you became the daughter of the White House.
I was reincarnated into a poor family in the mountains.
In order to make a living, I should be a porter and help tourists carry goods.
Earn a meager income and maintain a precarious life.
In a previous life, in front of Naihe Bridge, I was brave.
Knock over Meng Po's soup bowl and cross the forgotten river.
Remember, what's your life like?
Now I wake up at night, under the stars.
Standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the high walls and white tiles of your home.
The gap between the wrong door and the wrong door
You tell me how to get close to you.
Winter rhyme
Snowflakes all over the sky
Flying in the whirlpool.
In an instant, the world was dyed white.
I'm standing in the snow, waiting for you.
Honey, where are you? Are you there?
Just in time.
Neither too early nor too late, just right.
Before the winter snow melts, we can still
Make a pair of snowmen according to each other's appearance.
Staring affectionately in the ice and snow.
Together silently, drink the nectar of the world.
When the flowers bloom next spring.
Laugh together, cry together and cry together.
Blend with each other and return to dust
Editor's comment:
Four groups of sentimental poems moved readers, and the smooth melody sang the author's heart. There is love in the world of mortals, which has been attached for thousands of years. How many years have passed and the years have changed. Love is like wine, mellow and sweet. Let's go into the poet's inner world and listen to the taste. This is a poem written in spring, weeping willows, like lovers' flowing long hair. The place where you date by the lake, your fragrance, your beautiful mountains and rivers, your first-class, is the persistence in your heart, the nostalgia in your heart and the love in your heart. Distressed. The cherry in the orchard is ripe and red, like your charming mouth. The figure of my lover comes to my mind and whispers deeply in my heart. When the round cherry finally grows into a heart-shaped pattern, it will wait for you under the tree. We heard the author's deep call: "If you don't come again, I will pick them all, make them into your favorite jam, seal them with my heart and put them on the shelf life, which means that the shelf life is another thousand years." The layers of love are separated, so it is so unforgettable and so emotional. (Autumn) In autumn, the maple red all over the mountain attracts couples, seeing things and thinking about people, and thinking in their hearts. There is a poem at the beginning, which means sadness. The author skillfully uses autumn to render the artistic conception. Snowflakes flying all over the sky have dyed the earth white, a picture of winter. They are eagerly waiting for you and looking forward to your arrival. There is a kind of helplessness, and the poet leaves his thoughts in the ice and snow and stares affectionately. When spring blossoms, they blend with each other, making love fly and placing good wishes. Poems with beautiful and natural artistic conception are recommended for reading. Thank you for your submission.