Be attached for three months
Three months later,
You are a school.
Three months later,
I am a school.
Loyal students
No matter during the day
Or at night
As long as I have time.
I always sit in front of the computer.
abandon oneself to
Advance with times
Training platform
Put the clock back.
Let thoughts travel through time and space
I am a hungry person.
Absorb nutrition.
I am another death.
Finally understand.
Be a contemporary teacher
shoulder
The weight to bear
ah
National training
three months
Time flies.
three months
Time is pressing.
three months
I use sincerity and expectation
I didn't take it.
We need a separate party.
Although I am nostalgic.
Although reluctant to leave
But a bird with wings
One day I will fly high.
It's just this moment
I don't want to move forward.
May your efforts
May my efforts
Will eventually usher in
Green wind
Blow all over China
That orchard
This will be fruitful.
star
Will be proud of it.
sun
Also moved by it.
Moved by modern poem 2, he kissed 20xx goodbye cruelly.
Who wants to?
So we must remember.
Nobody waved.
Including you, 20xx.
Although the temperature is below zero degrees Celsius, this guy keeps making threats.
The river sobbed and refused to stop.
How can exercise solidify?
If the tears are blurred and you can't see clearly.
Ask these trees.
Although the cold ate all the leaves.
But those branches are full of energy.
Hold it tenaciously as a gesture to lift life from the ruins.
I can't bear to watch 20xx drift into the hedge of memory.
Who wants to?
So we must remember.
Nobody waved.
Including you, 20xx.
Although those sad moments have passed from the tearful face.
The sun will eventually shine on the earth.
Faith cannot be broken.
If the tears are blurred and you can't see clearly.
That's all I ask, May.
Although the wind and frost trampled to pieces
But those buds swear
Bloom into a smile to overcome disaster.
Please remember.
Never, never remember.
None of us should wave.
Including you, 20xx.
Standing in the praise of the people of the world
Pray for time to squeeze gently.
Even if you can only squeeze out a little gap.
We should also plant feelings.
Plant it in your heart.
Plant it in my heart.
Plant it in the hearts of all China people.
Then harvest the sunshine.
I was moved by modern poetry. The waterfall is a flowing painting.
Water droplets are splashed everywhere, and mountains and rivers produce smoke.
I am very touched. Butterfly is an emotional wind.
Cherish flowers and dance in spring.
I am moved that the lotus leaf is a leisurely umbrella.
Shade the hot sun and print the pond green.
I am very touched. The beacon light is a ship's clairvoyance.
The reef bypassed and the rapids were defeated.
I was moved that Du Fu is the bugler of agriculture.
Harvesting seeds, cutting wheat and sowing.
I am very touched that the fireflies in summer night didn't give up their light because they were small.
How many childish dreams does it render?
What moves me is that the clouds in the morning have not given up their brilliance, because they will disappear.
How many pictures does it depict?
What moved me was that the second hand of time didn't give up chasing because it was short.
It accumulates light years and moves the universe.
I am moved that the twinkling of the morning star did not give up the truth because of darkness.
It inspires light and a single spark can start a prairie fire.
I am moved by it, spring flowers and autumn fruits, and the years are dry and glorious.
I was moved by it, people came and went, and the world was cold.
I am moved, the family is harmonious, and the sisters are deep.
I am very touched, love is sweet, I hold hands and help each other.
Every day, when I see the sunrise, I am very moved.
Thinking about the boiling on the other side
Every night, I am moved by the stars.
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I am very touched, my heart is a clear spring.
Take acacia from Sun Moon Lake.
Let the elegance of plateau lakes.
Shake hands with white clouds and be intimate with Hongyan.
It's warm. It keeps moving. ...
When you hug me gently.
Rub your face gently against my cheek.
The touch in my heart
Like your beautiful face
When you wait quietly on the phone.
Waiting for me to go home in the dark
The touch in my heart
Just as Gan Chun's wine is sweet in the heart.
When you are waiting at the elevator door hand in hand.
Say the clock in your heart. Let's go.
The touch in my heart
Be connected with the blood of * *, share weal and woe.
A baby's touch on its mother.
Like the blue sky.
Quiet, simple, melodious and exciting.
Mother's truest understanding
Like crystal dew.
Warm, peaceful, beautiful and gorgeous.
There are many things worth moving in the plain life.
Give me the strength to cherish.
No matter how many hardships you have experienced.
What has never changed is the original intention of smiling at life.
Busy days are too impetuous.
The mood of great joy and great sorrow is too heavy.
Touching makes the days bright.
Touching makes the stamens emit intoxicating fragrance.
Let us remember, let us move.
The truest, purest and most unforgettable.
Contain poetry
Contain true feelings
Is a toddler with open arms.
It is a heart that cares for the weak, the helpless and the pitying.
I wonder if there is such a person around you?
She is not your relative, but she is better than your relative.
She and you are like best friends.
But far better than friends.
There is such a person around me.
The care of friends, the love of relatives.
It seems that she gave me all this.
She's been watching me.
If I am happy, she will look at me from a distance and smile.
I am sad and crying, and she will come to comfort me.
When I flinch, she will be there to encourage me.
She laughed heartily when I made small achievements.
Laughed till tears came down.
Since mom and dad left nineteen years ago
There has never been a second person in this world.
No one is so sincere anymore.
For my little progress
Have a good laugh.
She was as excited as a child on the other end of the phone.
I was in tears on the other end of the phone.
This tear
It's moved tears.
my heart
long time no see
Not so moved
This tear
Tears of happiness.
Although there is no love from mom and dad,
But there has always been one in this world.
There is a selfless person who loves me and cares about me.
Always watching over me.
She is very eager to see my progress.
Hope to see me succeed.
She is an angel sent to me by God.
Thank you-
My angel
Touching modern poetry 6 At the end of July,
I want to stay in July, and I will run away.
I can't make an appointment,
Time doesn't allow me to stay.
What you brought me,
This accident,
The first time.
Will you think of this with some feelings one day?
I think,
I dare not ask.
Even if you are moved by a small idea,
I will be very satisfied.
After waiting so long,
How many times have I thought about giving up?
however
When I saw some responses,
Even a little bit,
I can't give up.
Keep walking.
Remember that day,
I searched my memory again and again,
About you,
Any response,
But I didn't find it.
So I mercilessly tore up this record,
Regret washing the retina again and again.
Everything in front of me becomes clear.
And then this accident,
I decided it wouldn't appear, but it did.
So I fantasize,
This may stay in your memory.
Is there a day when,
You will remember this unprecedented event.
Nevertheless,
There is no memory in your heart,
But for me,
This accident is unprecedented,
Very touching.
Touched by modern poem 7, I always believe that,
Love is a two-way emotional communication,
Is the admiration of two hearts,
These are two of the same kind,
This is the spark of soul-to-soul collision.
If two people love each other,
There is no need to deliberately change yourself to please each other.
If she (he) doesn't like you,
No matter how hard you pursue it, it's useless.
If you really like each other,
It's too late to like it,
Do you need to be desperate to please?
Even if you sincerely touched her (him),
A little reluctant to get this feeling,
She (he) didn't accept you that much,
You must have some conditions that don't meet her (his) requirements.
Moved by your instantaneous actions,
But after a long time, if she (he) meets the ideal person,
It is difficult to guarantee that she (he) will not change her mind.
But people often say this:
"Give up her (him), I can't live any longer, I am very
Love her (him)! "
Actually, it is. This idea is ridiculous.
Who can't live without who?
Without anyone, the earth can't turn around.
Unless you really don't want to live,
Otherwise, no one can stop you.
Usually what we think of as "the only thing" is not true.
It's just that we can't bear to look for it.
True love comes from mutual sincere admiration,
Based on two congeners.
Anyone who loves others crazily regardless of whether they are loved or not,
Or those who only give without sincerity will not come to a good end.
How many predestinations will a person encounter in his life?
The person who loves you and the person you love pass by one by one.
But what you remember most here is your first love.
The first time I felt the sweetness of love, it was deeply imprinted in my heart.
So that the conditions of friends can be found according to TA in the future.
Maybe you still have the old one in your mailbox.
love letter
Every word is hard to forget.
What did you get?
After a sweet love, from the perfect image period to the ordinary.
From strangeness to familiarity, I even have a few moles on my body.
They all say that they have been together, but they can't understand its meaning.
What is precious in love is not crazy love, but being able to accept a dull life.
Women will love men 100%, but men will always leave room for love.
When one day a man says to a woman: You should keep 30% for your love.
The woman cried, because it was too late, and she had already paid 100%.
Even if love is gone,
Life goes on in the same way,
Happiness is always in the future,
But fate may be in your hands.
Love is a duty, not a feeling;
I can't hide secrets, and I can't hide sadness.
Just like me, I can't hide the joy of loving you.
I can't hide my hesitation when I am apart.
I'm so calm. You want to hurt, you hurt.
You can, keep silent, regardless of my concerns.
Yes, don't return messages, regardless of my anxiety.
You can, uh, accept my concern,
Said it was the reason you were upset.
You can, uh, write down my thoughts,
Throw it in the corner and ignore it.
You can smile at others;
Or give someone a hug;
You can, for the sake of the world,
But forget that I have been sad.
You just, because I like you,
This is the only reason why I am humble.
If one day, you leave me,
I won't keep you, I know you have your reasons.
If one day, you say you still love me,
I will tell you, in fact, I have been waiting for you.
If one day, we pass by,
I will stop and stare at your distant back,
Tell yourself that I once loved that person.
Perhaps, people can love many times in their life.
However, there is always one person,
Can make us laugh the most brightly,
Cry the most thoroughly and think the most deeply.
Some things,
Insist on knowing that it is wrong, because you are unwilling.
Some people,
Giving up knowing is love, because there is no ending.
Sometimes,
Knowing that there is no road, I still move on because I am used to it.
I showed everything.
You know, you know, you know,
I was finally moved, but I left.
What is strange today is familiar yesterday. ...
Touching Modern Poetry 9 There are countless ordinary lives in the ordinary world.
* * * with an ordinary moved interpretation.
I asked Feng: What is touching?
The wind gently said to me:
Touching is the cool breeze in summer to cool you down.
Touching is the warmth brought by a handful of hot water in winter.
The wind caressed me.
I asked the grass: What is touching?
Grass leisurely said to me:
Touching is the selfless dedication of Mother Earth.
What is touching is that the rain is quietly moistening.
The grass touched me.
I asked Heaven and Earth: What is touching?
The vicissitudes of heaven and earth said to me:
Moving is to survive in a tough and harsh environment.
Touching is to strive for the meaning of life.
I was moved by heaven and earth.
I asked myself: What is touching?
My answer is:
Touching is the expectation of relatives for face.
Touching is the kind of joy that overcomes oneself.
I was moved by myself.
I come from nothingness.
Like wind, like grass. ...
I'm trying to find the way forward.
Face the cruel reality
I was black and blue.
Once ambitious, once passionate.
the past ...
In front of time, it has become nothingness.
I began to realize
Anyway, I am an ordinary person.
Each of us leads an ordinary life.
Ordinary life is wonderful because it is moved.
Ordinary life is enriched by emotion.
We are ordinary people.
Fortunately, we can all enjoy the ordinary touch!
Moved by the modern poem 10, there are two figures behind you;
Looking at you silently, I don't ask you to look back.
When you were a child, they were behind you,
You play and make trouble without restraint,
Because, you know,
Someone is escorting you behind you.
Behind you are two figures;
Look at you silently and don't ask you to turn around.
When you were young, they were behind you,
You walk back and forth,
Because, you know,
You have a safe haven behind you.
Behind you are two figures;
Love you silently, expecting nothing in return.
After middle age, they are still behind you.
You have your own happy family.
And you ignored the two figures behind you.
Until one day, there is nothing behind you,
You have searched all over the streets and lanes, but now you can't find those two figures.
You cry, you regret.
Middle-aged you cry like a child,
But it's too late.
Don't regret it until you arrive in time.
When you stride forward,
Always turn around and look at the person behind you,
Even a smile and a hug.