Love-Ashima's Black Stone Forest,
Climbing the twelve cliffs is a thousand years' wait;
Love-the round stone in Gasagan's hand, blue and red,
Half green is the water of love, and half red is the fire of love;
Love is a blazing flame that Gasagan fished out of the water.
A lot of water can't be put out, and floods can't be submerged. ...
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The big dipper is unshakable, which is a firm oath of love;
Stars and moons shine, it's rainy, Lin Tao hides clouds, and Jin Lu is fascinated by light.
Love, she is also the golden lacquer prison where Yuhan was trapped when Yan Ge chased Jin Lu crazily.
One is a dead cliff, and the other is that ice snow cleverness becomes a pool of stagnant water;
Love, her castle is a city that loves birds and is impregnable;
Love, she is also a face painting that Dolanga refused to show. ...
Poor mulberry leaves are red and purple, which is the blushing cheek of love;
Wang Fu cliff is steep and steep, which is the nose of love.
Bright birds are the eyes of love;
One eye and one wing are the whole mystery of love;
Qi Fei, three butterflies beside butterfly spring, is the mystery of love.
But, love, so is she.
The most beautiful flowers blooming on the twelve cliffs!
Modern Poetry: When did Love 2 begin and when did it originate?
I can't tell you how I feel.
The past is either light or strong.
Memories are deep and shallow.
Hanging in the dim light
Look through the autumn water and see through the horizon.
Too much bitterness echoes in the dark.
Meng of Zhuang is not in his early years.
Before I frown, I just miss you a little.
A drop in my heart.
I still remember last summer.
You carry your bag and fly away alone.
Just to find a lifelong dream.
But left without saying goodbye
Who said I would keep everything for you?
Even people and things turn into fireworks, which easily get cold.
I also silently promised.
I love you for ten thousand years.
Who said that the agreement is that you are single-minded to me?
Disappear quietly.
Cold autumn
You suddenly turned around.
I love you forever.
A tear
Love is endless.
You are used to everything in your heart.
Hope failed again and again.
The yellow flowers all over the ground are slightly autumn makeup.
Nobody picks flowers now.
After a glass of wine, all the joys and sorrows are gone.
I hope I am drunk and don't wake up.
Buried a little in my heart
A drop was blown away by the wind.
It's summer again, and the lotus is in full bloom with a faint fragrance.
Are you still thousands of miles away?
Who is the promise?
I keep everything for you, even if everything changes.
Flowers withered
I also silently promised.
I love you for ten thousand years.
Who said the agreement was
You are loyal to me.
Quietly go up in smoke
Cold autumn
You suddenly turned around.
I love you forever.
Wake me up like a dream.
Modern Poetry: Love Three Poems a Day in Late Autumn
The leaves kissed the tree tenderly.
Whispered: Tree, I'm leaving.
Leave? ! The tree marveled: But we have experienced bright spring, brilliant summer and romantic autumn together, and we are inseparable until today! How can you leave me like this? That's definitely not what I meant .../Can I say that? ...
Did I do something wrong?
Leaves sad: no! But I have to leave. Will you remember me just after winter?
The heart of the tree is stinging, struggling to bend down the strong trunk, making the birds scattered.
The broken branches were scattered all over the floor, just to let the leaves see his firm nod and spread all over his body. The firmness of the tree gives the weak leaves unparalleled happiness and courage. The leaf looked at the tree affectionately for the last time, suddenly bit off the stem and left the generous temperature forever.
Warm, in the past year, I have been protecting my arms all the time.
Farewell!
Although it was only a small gesture, it exhausted the strength of the whole leaf, and she was powerless and helpless.
The ground floats on the ground.
Don't! You haven't heard me say I love you!
Trees are painful, but they can't be saved. It can only watch her fade away.
Trees, remember me ... The sound of leaves seems to come from the sky.
At this moment, the tree suddenly understood that the real sorrow is an autumn wind that can't even shed tears. I couldn't bear to see the sadness of the tree, so I gently dragged the leaves with my body and wanted to send her back to the tree.
The leaves shook their heads: trees are fragile in winter. If I don't leave, he can't spend the winter safely in order to take care of me. As long as he has me in his heart, that's enough.
The wind is silent, and the leaves that are slightly yellow and shiny in front of you look like another kind of softness.
The leaves refused the support of the wind, turned twice in the air and fell to the ground, leaving only a sad arc.
I finally understand that when leaves fall, they will turn over because I don't want to leave the tree.
Leaves left love, attachment and blessing to the tree.
The wind, with tears in its eyes, brought deep sadness to all directions.
Perhaps because of this, we can always feel a kind of ignorance in autumn.
The trees are quiet all winter.
Love between trees and leaves
The vitality of the past has disappeared.
All that remains is haggard and endless sadness.
It turns out that it is so heartbreaking to miss someone, but I can't shout loudly.
The first snow in winter, rain after rain.
The heavy snow dyed the world white and covered everything.
The tree is hidden under the heavy snow.
Throughout the winter, the trees resisted the cold of winter, but they could not resist the deep yearning for leaves.
This winter lasts for a whole year.
Finally, spring dragged her late footsteps and warmed the whole forest.
The tree is still closed and indifferent.
If you open your eyes, all you can see is the happy time with the leaves in the past.
Now that the leaves are gone, it is better not to open them.
I don't know how long it took, but a beautiful and unknown flower suddenly bloomed around the tree.
That flower is beautiful, and there are swarms of butterflies flying around her every day.
But she is cold and heartless, completely indifferent.
However, she is another kind of tenderness for trees.
Accompany the tree, chat and sing songs every day to relieve his sadness.
Her petite and smooth body is as gentle as water, as if it were fallen leaves in the past.
Her appearance somewhat alleviated the despair of some trees.
The tree never knew her name, but called her Hua, a beautiful flower.
Months passed, and the tree gradually smiled more than before.
One day, the wind passed by again and saw the intimacy between flowers and trees. I shook my head and sighed: ordinary love also.
However, after a winter, the tree forgot its leaves.
The tree shook its head: No! No one can replace the position of leaves in my heart.
Flowers listened, thoughtfully silent, no longer have the laughter of the past.
The tree also vaguely guilty. If there were no leaves, maybe he would fall in love with flowers.
However, leaves have become the love of his life, and no one can replace them. ...
A few days later, the flower finally asked the tree: Are the trees and leaves more beautiful than me?
Tree: No, she is not as beautiful as you.
Flower: Does that leaf have the same fragrance as me?
Tree: No, your fragrance and beauty are incomparable to her.
Hua: In that case, why can't you forget her and love me?
There is a bitter smile on the corner of the tree's mouth: flowers, even if the leaves turn yellow, dry or even wither.
Zero, withered, she will always be my leaf, I will never forget it.
A line of tears fell from the flower's face: "Tree, I'm so glad that you really haven't forgotten me!" "
The tree is shocked!
He looked at the flowers in front of him carefully. During this time, he never observed these flowers carefully.
The appearance of flowers leaving tears is exactly the same as the leaves of that year.
In an instant, the tree suddenly realized that the fallen leaves were not heartless things, but turned into spring mud to protect flowers. He held the flower tightly and called her affectionately: Ye Zi, I finally waited for you to come back! ……
Modern Poetry: Love 4 The boundless 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. ...
Modern Poetry: Love 5 Rainbow Love
Always choose to date you after the rain
such
In this way, our love can be embedded in the rainbow.
And it was after the rain.
There will be no turbidity.
You can also put our love
Render into colorful colors
Even if the rainbow clears up.
We can also
Dreaming like a rainbow for a long time
Modern Poetry: Love 6 or Together
Either cut it clean.
I can't force others to love me.
If you keep holding my hand
I won't let go easily if I
Children are always at odds, so I will work hard first.
If the result is still unsatisfactory, I won't settle for it in the end.
Maybe we really don't fit.
When I have accumulated enough disappointment, I will leave and never look back.
I typed a bunch of passionate words.
But what I got was a perfunctory expression or mm-hmm
You always say busy.
I gave you my whole world, but in your world.
But it was never arranged for me.
You may not know that when I like you,
I will like you if you scold me, even if you ignore me.
I still can't help looking for you.
I never stopped loving you, but now I just don't show it anymore.
Because no matter how hard I try,
You don't even understand. You always said you would change love.
Make my life better,
I have been waiting for that day.
Waiting day after day,
Don't you know that you have kept the people who love you waiting for too long?
If one day you accidentally waste all your time, these
Feelings, then no matter how good you are, I won't be moved again.
Feelings are like this. When I was extremely disappointed,
There is no turning back.
Modern Poetry: Love 7 In the vast sea of people,
Fate is waiting for fate;
In the vast sea of people,
Heart, call heart.
Heart, calling the heart:
Which way to go,
What kind of tests passed,
To find the right person?
Find her, because of her happiness,
Stored in her heart;
Find her, because of her happiness,
Will be borne by your shoulders!
Find her, only find her,
Your happiness is certain. ...
In the vast sea of people,
Heart, call heart.
Modern Poetry-The Sweetness of Love
The piano fell in love with the red leaves,
Kiss the sweet mouth forever,
Kiss the red leaves shyly.
They promised each other,
Willing to be a lifelong partner.
Laozhi refused to let Hongye marry Qin Sheng freely.
Fortunately, Hongye didn't keep the lesson.
Finally broke free from the branches,
With the tune of the piano,
Embrace each other with the sound of piano,
Wandering in the autumn wind,
Go dancing in the sky.
Modern Poetry: Love 8 "Because of Love" is a refreshing fragrance under the osmanthus.
Under the rose, the color of the flame
Under the lily, the clean breath.
In this era of blooming flowers,
Love lingers in any rhythm.
Because of love
Suck the pure dew in the morning,
In order to spit out big bubbles
There are our joys and sorrows.
Looking forward to the sunshine, in the sky, broken
to date
Curled up under a dark, damp tree,
In order to wait for the warm sunshine
Our love and hate are engraved there.
Standing by the river, at the bottom of the river, sliding.
Because of love
No matter how beautiful the distance is.
Just because I touched her in front of her
You'll never see the distance again
I can't see beauty.
Stop under her breath.
Close your eyes and concentrate.
Thoughts slide with petals.
Fall into a deep hole
Because of love
Understand life
Understand the years
Looking for her from the beginning, there was only loneliness.
Under the flower surface, a layer of yarn is covered.
I wore that veil only for the shame of her half-life.
Dance a song, and time and space will stand still from now on.
Squat down after uncovering.
Proud dignity, but pulling the surging heart.
Fall together
Broad life
Eternal years
You grieve for her ruthlessness.
But I don't know
The relentless torture of life and years
Let you know and understand her.
Because of love
Surrender of heart and heart
The contest between dignity and dignity
Finally, who do you think is the winner?
But this is the most serious loss.
From the moment I lost myself.
I lost everything.
I lost my heart and dignity.
Because love will be lost.
Loss is love.
Looking back at her in the fog.
This is a contest between love and forgetting.
Think of a person in an accidental moment
There will be no more throbbing.
Can it be understood that forgetting triumphs over love?
But love never disdains fighting.
This is just your word.
Where is she?
Walking under sweet-scented osmanthus, I am stained with fragrance.
When I touch a rose, it stings my heart.
Sing praises to lilies and wash away dirty me.
She's not mine.
But I will become her.
Because of love
Modern Poetry: Love 9 A kiss can blossom this flower,
I blushed instantly,
Some gentle words passed through my ears,
Which sentence falls in my heart,
There is such a sincere smile in the corner of my eye.
Gently, almost quietly close to your side,
Afraid of shaking off a bright petal.
Falling with the wind,
Move with the wind,
In any case, wherever we go, there is a person there.
I want this flower to be as bright as when it is on the branch.
Close to you,
Hang it on your face,
You know the faith of flowers better than the flower branch,
And my words, intoxicated by this fragrance.
Don't call me if I don't want to wake up,
The cruelty of waking up, okay?
At least I stopped crying,
A sweet nightmare.
Unforgettable cruel time!
Modern Poetry: Love 10 1, a flowering tree.
How to let you meet me at my most beautiful moment,
I've been begging in front of the Buddha for 500 years.
Begging him to let us have a dusty relationship.
Then the Buddha turned me into a tree,
Grow along the path you must take,
The sun is full of flowers carefully,
Blossoming is my hope in my previous life.
Please listen carefully when you come near.
The trembling leaves are my passion for waiting,
When you finally ignore it,
You fell all over the floor. ...
Friend, that's not a petal,
It is my withered heart!
Step 2 go to the oak tree
If I love you,
Unlike climbing Campbell,
Show off yourself with your tall branches;
If I love you,
Never imitate spoony birds,
Repeat simple songs for the shade;
It is not just like a fountain,
Send cool comfort all year round;
It is not only a dangerous mountain peak,
Increase your height,
Set off your dignity.
Even during the day.
Even spring rain.
I don't know,
These are not enough!
I must be a kapok beside you,
Standing with you as the image of a tree.
Root,
Hold on to the ground,
Leaves,
Touch each other in the clouds.
Every time a gust of wind blows,
We all greet each other,
But no one understood us.
You have your copper branches and iron stems,
Like a knife, like a sword, like a halberd;
I have my red flowers,
Like a heavy sigh,
Like a heroic torch,
We share cold waves, storms and lightning;
We like mist, flowing mist and rainbow.
As if we were separated forever,
But they are lifelong dependent.
This is great love,
Loyalty is here:
Love,
Not only love your strong body,
I like your position,
The land under your feet.
3. "When you are old"
When you get old,
My head is white,
Sleepy,
Take a nap by the fire,
Please write down this poem,
Read slowly,
Think back to 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,
True or not,
Only one person loves your pilgrim soul,
Love the painful wrinkles on your aging face;
Keep your head down,
By the glowing 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.
4. Beautiful girls in the gallery
There are vegetables and still life paintings where you look at them.
So quiet.
The colors in that still life painting tremble because of their own intensity.
What can they do without light?
Strangers,
I like you to stand quietly in the intensity of the light you carry.
5. "The end of this episode"
We will never be immersed in this bittersweet past time again;
When the aperture of love covered you,
Honey, come with me.
We can't find the place where we were close.
At that time, the place where we fell in love was empty.
Flowers and fragrant air,
Will they think of our arrival at this time?
Will those nightingales scream,
Found out that we used to hang out here?
Although we had a warm oath, although we had unforgettable joy,
The suffering after the carnival reached its limit was put on trial today.
Deep trauma;
No groans: broken laughter;
But stubbornly endure;
This road of love is harder than a hard stone.