I was thinking about you.
How many wonderful memories,
It's all about you
How many times have I picked up the phone,
I want to call you.
How many times have I wanted to say: I love you!
But,
Your heart belongs to someone else.
But I still can't help thinking about you and can't forget that wonderful memory.
I can't put down the hungry phone I picked up,
Now I want to say to you:
I wish you happiness!
A modern love poem-a love poem written in the sky
Come into your window again and again.
Retell the dream of a thousand knots
Wave after wave
Love and words of love are surging.
Passionate words
Always beautiful your rosy cheeks.
Drunk, my worship of singing
Affectionate eyes always shoot into the sky.
Dance a wonderful rhinoceros Hongqiao
Stretch the brilliance with the moon.
Anna's waist
Air fairy state
Stir up a pool of blue waves
Reward my broken flying sheep.
Weave the song of the soul into a silver flower
Xinze, your beautiful and clear shadow
Since then, I have been pocketed by the autumn harvest.
Dragging golden light
Floating into a happy Shiyu.
Soak in the boundless grassland
Uncover the snow in the purple brocade skirt.
Drunk and reckless Yinjiao
Let the soul dance a dizzy dance.
The words infatuation, one love and one love are flying and bright.
When wet, eyes are warm and hot.
Dazzling colors
Brocade and Heart Sea
You're whispering.
Spread a vast snowfield
Be my white horse
Lightning and the blessing of "one loves one"
Famous sentences of modern love poems
Is it possible to meet in a dream? I close my eyes and think about your beautiful face over and over again. Tonight, I pray again. Who will lend me a pair of dream wings? Like me? I want to dream again and again. Where are you still dreaming? ...
If I hadn't met your most beautiful smile when I was poor, I wouldn't have thought of this topic and didn't have the courage to make a long bet with love.
Lying in my dream bed, I began to miss you, and the window I woke up stayed at the initial tenderness and indifference. Clouds fluttered in the distant or strange air with the wind, fixed me under the blue sky, smiled at the colors, hugged the stars to watch the night when I fluttered, and waited for you in the cold wind every night-every morning and sunrise, smiling and hugging brightly. ...
When I am away, please think of me-not here, in the distance, in the quiet countryside. When you can't hold my wrist or my hand, I want to wander.
Go home alone at night, don't ask him to walk; Talk about loneliness and love for snow.
My tenderness is the tinkling chain on my hands and feet. In his clear eyes, bare torches burn one after another. One version of Zoroastrianism legend is that it is evil and has nothing to do with me. Strange Persian virgin, one person fulfilled, if there is water, there is a son, there is good luck in Wang Yang. I'm leaving.
You are a floating cloud, and I am the wind that floats everywhere with the wind. * * * with the flying wind and floating clouds, it interprets the love of the sky. You are intoxicated with gentle eyes, and the night is no longer long. You are confused with deep tenderness, and the noisy city is no longer lonely. Your night is no longer cold, and your heart is no longer lonely.
My heart is with you, but your tears hit my heart. You are crying, but why do tears appear in my eyes? ...
You woke me up when I was sleeping, and I felt very cold and lonely at night. You lean against the window and listen to your breathing. You have neglected my mind, which is still as clear as usual. Is the melody in Rain at Night enlightening me? Maybe you just face the dark forest and take your voice away from me. Please tell me if it is crawling with insects.
I am waiting here, like a lantern, quiet and hazy. You can't walk into the night, and you can't see through the joys and sorrows. I move when the wind comes, and I am quiet when the wind goes. I never feel sad or hesitant. You stand not far away, like the rain at night, cold and silent. Can not warm a heart, can not hurt a person. Stand quietly, watch quietly, never miss, never miss.
Tears in the poetic season, a person's look back blurred whose vision blurred. Crying is like a broken pearl falling to the ground with a sigh. Fate is so shallow and so short. Songs are floating in the gray sky. I can't hear you. I do not see any at all. Once held hands and swore that time could not stand the test of time. I scattered it with the wind. Liu Haimei, the anxiety on your forehead is the fruit of yesterday's intoxication. Who are you alone? ...
Just like a plant that has experienced four seasons, sailors waded through dangerous beaches and angels fell into purgatory, but swallows still skimmed the water quickly before the rain, which was somewhat sad, but before the spring came, they still had goose-yellow shame and surprise, and all the beauty and poison were strange and unreasonable. I allow you to do it again.
I'm a little tired and crazy. I miss walking a tightrope. Are you an acquaintance or my relationship? Today's weather is passable, even if I don't wear considerate clothes, my mood is still very clear.
Please say something sweet if you can open your skull. If your heart can be opened, please put a bunch of weeping roses.
I gave you my heart at the beginning, please take good care of it. I want you to leave the rest of my life. Although it doesn't matter to you anymore.
Lonely root number three, I'm afraid I will be forever lonely root number three, what a wonderful number. Why is my Sanzang under that ugly root sign? I wish I were a nine, because nine can get rid of this cruel fate with a small operation.
How stupid I was then. Can I change us if I have another chance ~ ~
A love poem by Lu Xun
My only love is on the mountainside;
Trying to find that her mountain is too high,
You can't tear your clothes with your head down.
I love a person and give me a hundred towels;
Give her back what: an owl.
From then on, you turned your back on me,
Somehow it scares me.
My only love is in the city;
There are many people looking for her,
I can't cry when I look up.
I love a person, give me a map of Shuangyan;
Give her what: sugar-coated haws.
From then on, you turned your back on me,
I don't know why this confuses me.
My only love is by the river;
To find her, the river is deep,
The crooked head can't touch the sleeve with tears.
I love someone and give me a gold watch rope;
Give her back what: antiperspirant.
From then on, you turned your back on me,
Somehow it makes me nervous.
My only love is good at home;
Trying to find her. She doesn't have a car,
You can't cry when you shake your head.
My lover sent me roses;
Give her back what: practice the snake in red.
From then on, you turned your back on me,
Anyway, let her go.
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