We are intertwined and snuggled together, as sweet as ivy.
We awakened a childhood myth, and we can't extricate ourselves from it.
We crossed those plain paths and walked on the muddy road with wind and rain.
We switched to the initial meeting and knew each other, silently listening to the sigh from the opposite side.
We can't change the waves in our hearts, we can only wander in the rainy season.
I became a helpless Xu Xian by the broken bridge, and you became a tearful woman in white under the ivory tower.
We have been ignorant, sad and hurt ourselves.
We finally lost to Hei in June, and love turned into a faint scar.
We disguised ourselves as passers-by A and B and lost ourselves on the most familiar road.
Even if we can go back to that colorful season.
I see your helplessness and loneliness.
I watched the road you once walked from a distance.
I can't forget your sadness and fragile sadness hanging in the corner of my eye.
I know, my world, you have always been here.
I know, I lost you.
I don't know how big a white horse I have to ride to see you again.
Meet modern poetry 2. If you meet it, you can choose.
I choose not to meet.
I'm scared.
Meet without meeting.
Only bits and pieces of thoughts remain in my heart.
miss
Always let my heart drift in the ocean
Stranded on the other side of the Gobi desert
If you encounter it, you can choose
I choose not to meet.
Every encounter
My heart is always longing for the next meeting.
I can't see you.
Your shadow
But it makes my dream linger.
If you encounter it, you can choose
I choose not to meet.
I'm scared.
There is no lovesickness I have encountered.
Let my life have more permanent regrets that I have never met.
One season, you met Modern Poetry 3, and you didn't know which category to put her in.
It's anxiety, sadness, parting, nostalgia,
Then fall all kinds of heavy rain that suits your mood.
There are all kinds of sunny days that make you happy.
You love, you hate, you struggle, you are free.
You take it. You must give up.
from start to finish
It turned out that the ending was doomed.
Just to let you meet for a summer.
Tell you some secrets about youth.
When you know the secret completely
It's time for you to bid farewell to your youth.
So it's always been like this.
Our curiosity drives us to uncover the secret.
And then spend the rest of my life in this secret regretting the past.
I can't help but pick up the key and open it again and again.
Those travel-stained young people
In this late spring and early summer season
It grows like crazy.
In the middle of the night, gentle gestures are for lonely people.
However, memories are for everyone.
Or use a gentle attitude to recall.
Or listen to Mayday with memories.
The internet says, "Listen to Mayday more, and you will become a good young man."
Cai Kangyong said, "Mayday represents youth, courage and healing power."
Yes, there is a power.
A force that makes us believe in hope.
A power that makes us analyze ourselves and love ourselves.
A power that makes us intoxicated with all the excitement and madness of youth.
Of course, after all the precipitation.
We are gentler, more content and cherish innocence.
We smile, pray, bless and move.
Always keep a clear mind.
You won't suddenly appear.
In the old scenery, it has become a life-long beauty.
It's just that this young lady is too stubborn.
The wings of pride are hidden, but they must fly tenaciously.
You can't understand and you can't understand.
I just want to find a paradise suitable for me to spread my wings.
How long can the remaining time be?
Not impetuous, not sad, not excited, not crazy.
Wait quietly
The sun warms slowly and the years flow quietly.
How dare I grow old before you come?
You will never appear, what makes me shrink back?
It's just, girl,
You must do what you promised yourself.
I promised to go where I wanted to go.
It's just, girl,
Even a person, also want to love.
Meet Modern Poetry 4 America
Meet the most beautiful years
That year
In Shenzhen
know each other
In the best years
We met online.
the shortest distance
It is also the farthest distance.
I said be your girlfriend.
What rude words.
From then on, we fell in love.
Love is an ordinary thing.
When I didn't get it.
Love is a beautiful thing.
When understanding
Love is sometimes a poison.
At the time of sinking
I met you.
Is it the best scenery in my life?
learn about you
How many times do I need to look back in my last life?
You said it was fate.
Meet in the vast sea of people
Everyone who passes by you
With a touch of fate.
Yuanlai
I cherish
Marginal deviation
I put it
I met you.
lovely
No matter how you feel
They all smell.
Love is always a thousand turns.
On-off and on-off
(of lovers) whispering sweet nothings.
It is no longer a legend.
thank you
Appear in my life
Appeared in my most beautiful years.
Meeting modern poetry 5 is not in the neon-lit cross street.
Not in a crowded farmer's market.
Not in the boundless grassland.
Not in a romantic and warm outdoor cafe.
On the edge of your imagination and beyond.
A place that seems to have only appeared in dreams, but is very familiar in reality.
A place you look forward to but full of surprises.
A place full of strangeness but mixed with a touch of familiarity.
It was here that you met.
Nobody cares who speaks first.
Just like no one cares who they are.
Oh, what a coincidence.
be
How have you been recently?
Not bad.
oh
What about you?
It doesn't matter.
oh
Then I have something to do. I'm going to go now. Goodbye.
Goodbye.
Don't guess who they are
Not a couple after a breakup.
Not friends after the quarrel.
Not a band member or anything after the dissolution.
I told you, this is a meeting. It was just a meeting.
After we met, you changed.
The air is a little cloudy.
The voice is a little hoarse.
My limbs are a little weak.
I kind of miss it.
You think the person you meet is handsome, fat and tall.
You will think of the people you meet. All night.
Have you ever had such an experience?
You will suddenly think of that person's goodness after a sudden meeting, even though you said he was not good before.
You will suddenly want to talk to him, even if you used to say that he was annoying.
You will suddenly have a heartache. Suddenly.
No?
At least you can prove that your relationship with that person is normal.
Abnormal and painful.
The days that followed continued.
You look forward to seeing him again one day.
You even prepared the opening remarks.
Can lead to a long list of opening remarks.
One day, your heart beat fast.
You have a hunch that you will meet him.
You stay where you are and wait for him to appear.
Suddenly, someone shouted, look at the sky.
You look up and see a cloud, suspended in the sky.
That cloud is just like the person you think.
You think it's beautiful. Keep your eyes open.
However, it seems that the sun suddenly became violent, and those two golden lights entered your pupil without hesitation.
Close your eyes quickly.
Close your eyes quickly.
Close your eyes quickly.
Close your eyes quickly.
The person you are waiting for has just passed by.
When you look up again, that beautiful cloud will be blown away by the wind.
……
Meet modern poetry 6 light autumn fog is cool
After several rains, autumn is getting stronger.
It's just that the green leaves of ivy are still facing the sun.
Like a brave promise
Realize the desire of seeds
//
Passing a bookstore along the way.
So I was fascinated by an old story.
I have a romantic life and warm and cold seasons.
In the end, it was just a dream of youth.
How much melancholy is poured into the boutique?
How many people are surprised and how many people are sad?
The protagonist of BLACKPINK's debut ended like fireworks.
The magic is just a delicate heart.
//
Stop and listen to the sliding of leaves.
The joy of reunion after such a long separation is beyond words.
Experienced inner struggle and stripping.
With a pure heart
Get to know each other and get along with yourself gently.
The warmth left in the bones
In the ups and downs of the time cycle
Feel the understanding of life
//
From rainy days to sunny days, there is only attachment.
Never hide your sadness and happiness.
It is better to cry and hate than to be ambiguous.
Don't dress the wound of the flower.
Can't hide her crimson pain.
Memories are the best placement.
Taste the astringency of baptism after baptism.
Gradually live into what you like in some kind of peace.
//
Some people say: the fallen flowers are silent and elegant, and the bright moon is not beautiful and poetic.
In this autumn sunshine, I met a better self.
I heard that it will rain in Paris today.
It is said that a meteor will pass by today.
It is said that it will snow in Beijing today.
You said that after really walking through Paris Fashion Week;
I realized that the model is harder than the screen.
You said that love always makes people love and hate;
Only those who have suffered from missing can understand.
You said that memories always like to freeze the beauty.
Because we always like to miss happiness.
You said, if you can start over,
Maybe you will choose to meet me again.
Remember, at school, you said that your dream was to go to Paris.
Remember, you like it, and the breeze gently blows up the freshness of your hair.
Remember, you love telling love stories between Lin and Zhang Ailing.
Perhaps, only when Pinellia ternata blooms can the beauty of Sansheng Lotus bloom.
Perhaps, in late autumn, seven-color fireworks can bloom.
Perhaps, with your fingers clasped, you can have the love of a lovebird.
I love that silly girl who is sometimes naughty and sometimes serious.
I love that naive and kind idiot.
I love that good girl who is considerate and considerate.
Like, holding your hand from the street to the end of boredom.
I like dancing and singing with you in the rain.
Like you, even if we are apart, we should say goodbye with a smile.
If I can meet you in Paris!
Will you be like before?
Give me a big hug.
Then, hold me tight.
Only the two of us can understand this love story.
Then, I will kiss you gently on the cheek.
Kneel down on one knee and say, will you marry me?
There is a kind of love, that is, I wish you well!
Meeting Modern Poetry 8 If I had never met you.
How do you know there will be you like this in the world?
Let the world be noisy.
Just waiting for you to comfort yourself.
If I had never met you.
How can you understand the tenderness and poetry of love?
As time goes by, life rises and falls.
Just waiting for you to release your inner loneliness.
If I had never met you.
How can we understand that there is another self in the world?
The mountain is high and the road is far, and the smoke flows.
But it still warmed a meeting.
When the flowers bloomed that year, a casual look back.
A poetic encounter, blooming in the dancing time.
The drizzle slightly covered my shy face.
Beautiful as a dream, painted in a gorgeous season.
Today, I still remember the moment when I met you.
Trembling eyelashes are like an expectation.
Looking at the clouds, I remember the fragrance at that time.
In this faint sadness, I am full of pale and powerless thoughts.
When did you become a person in a story?
Life will still pull us apart.
You once said that the sky in May is extremely beautiful.
A spoony heart, the bottom of my heart is full of bitterness.
Acacia is always messy at the end of the pen.
Endless sadness, endless affection.
Love is dying, but pen and ink remain fragrant.
That sad feeling lingers on the tip of the pen.
Half sad, half bright.
Waiting for your green time.
Meet modern poem 9 to commemorate our underage. I remember when I was young.
I found you among thousands of people. So there you are!
I appreciate your clumsiness and romance. Clumsy romance
What you see is not necessarily true. Old movie stories
One person, an adventure. The world is far wider than you think.
No time? Then travel with your eyes. Dream trip
Every poisonous apple has a rescued prince charming. Every problem has its own solution. Snow White
Someone fell in love with you at first sight, when TA met you for the second time.
Your appearance has filled my life with miracles. Meet a miracle
We are all small, but who says we are not strong? The Butterfly Effect
I just want to wait for you quietly. I'm waiting for you
No matter how far it is, it is just a sweet and surprising gift. The distance between two telephone lines. If you miss me, call me. ...
Can I ask you out?
Send you a sweet, a surprise. Send you a sweet letter.
The best thing is to share everything with you.
Thank you for giving me this colorful dream.
I have a little dream that I will always have you in my life.
Why lie to yourself?
We are the same.
You are my reflection.
When I met the modern poem 10, you know I understand that you are trying to hide your inner hesitation.
Actually, I didn't see that person bow his head in despair in front of you.
Have to choose each other, have to forget each other,
Just because you always know the past you can't escape,
It is the fetters that you and he have to face no matter where they are.
I have long known that I can't enjoy his unconditional love so selfishly.
It's just that I've been alone for too long,
Like a moth eager for fire, so reluctant to let go of a little warmth.
But you can't be so greedy,
Because he tried to prove that he could accept anything,
You know you can't give him the future he wants,
Instead of dragging each other like this until serious damage is caused,
It is better to be cold and refuse to let him leave freely while it is still early.
If there is, it is bound to accept the trick and arrangement of fate.
Why didn't the ancient capital cut off the thorns of acacia and let each other go to the future calmly?
Are you willing to bear all this silently,
No matter how turbulent the heart is, the expression is still calm and harmless.
I understand why you exist and for whom your heart is open.
But memories are always like the devil's sand, which will make you brave.
Cruel burial. Your heart has cracked like a dead tree,
Despite the careful nourishment of rain and dew, I still dare not look forward to a bright future.
Dear,
If you're too sad to tell anyone,
Then open the thick book over and over again and cover it slowly.
I didn't want my tears to fall freely, so I secretly cut off the haze that was wrapped around my heart.
Let the endless sun shine on the heart, even if it can no longer exist.
Dear,
If you meet the future,
Can you not face the cruel conversation alone?
Maybe there is someone who can accompany you to walk the mountains and rivers and accompany you to bloom in spring.