Selected articles on beautiful love 1
You are the touch of goose yellow in spring, jumping on the branches of my heart. Since then, my life has been full of green. Make a pot of spring scenery and wait for you. We are together this spring.
Seeing swallows flying in the sky, I was pleasantly surprised. Should we also make a nest out of mud?
You build a nest with mud in your love hut every day. You are as happy as a mother swallow, just for my surprise when I return to the nest. Love is a kind of persistence. It is a common concern for each other, an ordinary stream of water, and meticulous care and cherish.
Every day is a flower when you are in love. Countless days, together, will be full of flowers. In a few days, it will be 520 days of acquaintance. Love is used to remember. 520, I love you! Carved on bones, melted in blood, printed in every cell, just because it is love in the depths of the soul.
I remember we just met that day. It was 165438+ 10/8. You and I hit it off at first sight. I said my Xiaoxiang beauty, and you said your Vancouver is also beautiful. I said that a beautiful heart will have beautiful scenery and will definitely write beautiful words.
One year, poetry is a skirt, prose is a skirt, and you are elegant and beautiful.
You are a woman with flowers on her skirt. Fragrant sleeves.
Lying on the bamboo, listening to the rain and looking at the white clouds. You said, wait for me under the cherry tree. Meet me and look at the ladder of love.
Cherry blossoms are in full bloom, thank you. This spring, there are only cherry blossoms in my heart and eyes. Under every cherry tree, there is a love story, either romantic or sad.
Only our most infatuation.
Across the distance of Wanli, across the waves of the Pacific Ocean, across the time difference between day and night. Different nationalities and identities have not stopped two loving souls at all. It turns out that true love is just that, but I feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn, the happiness of soul to soul, and the happiness of spiritual blending.
The spring breeze is ten miles, not as good as you.
Lin said: You are a flower on the tree and a swallow on the beam. You are love, warmth, hope and April day on earth.
You are also my April day.
Pillow your breath, read your name, and then go to sleep. Cherry blossoms in the dream are romantic?
Beautiful love selection 2
April again, the most beautiful April day in the world.
Spring is the best time to dream. Although loving deeply means pain, I prefer this painful pleasure. Although it feels extreme and empty, we are addicted to this mirror.
Just because you took one more look in the crowd, you remembered me in your heart.
Zhuang Zhoumeng Butterfly or Zhuang Zhoudie? Perhaps, I am Zhuang Zhou and you are a butterfly. Like a dream, like an illusion. Unity.
There is a kind of warmth called companionship. You are here and I am here. Across Qian Shan, we still listen to each other's heartbeats and feel the spring in our hearts. Cut it and it's messy. Lush mood, ecstasy of melancholy, a day of sight, such as across Sanqiu. Because I know, I cherish it more.
There is a kind of happiness called heartache. Pain is the warmth of happiness, a good time and deep love. You will wait for me. Will light a lamp for me and light my way home.
If one day, I lose my memory and forget everything, will you read the chapter of our love affectionately in my ear?
Gently, there you are. You promised me a thousand kinds of lovesickness, so gentle. You are the woman who knows me best and loves me most in the world. You are my other self.
You said: You are so lucky to meet me in this life! I know you best in the world. I am not only your lover, but also your confidant. I know your happiness and sadness, and I also know your loneliness and hesitation. Sharing every bit of life with me every day is the happiest thing in your life.
Time is like sand, I can't hold it, but the feeling is real. Love is illusory and always empty, but the heartbeat in my arms is real. A glance and an idea are eternal.
You, flowers bloom, just for the whole city. Leng Yan, charming. I came to find Xiang and wrapped you in love. I like your aloof, reserved, standing against the wind, and plain clothes standing like a beautiful plum blossom in my heart.
I said, you are my baby. You spoiled me and gave me ten thousand kinds of amorous feelings. You are the most beautiful god in the world. The days related to you, bud after bud, are engaged in memories. Approached, the fragrance wafted.
Green light, yellow roll. Endless desolate old dreams, endless affectionate gaze. Pour all the joys and sorrows into the hip flask and get drunk with you. Life is like a dream, and we are most obsessed. Who is the lover in the world? Feng Yue knows.
You are elegant, quiet and bookish. Like a fairy on earth, put out the fireworks on earth. I like your elegance and Zen, your kindness and madness, your simplicity and elegance. I like everything about you.
I'm used to thinking about you. Every moment, my heart is full of you. You too, even in the dream, we are all together. Missing is a tear that can't be hidden from the corner of my eye. If you touch it gently, it will start. The endless mountains are long, and the endless water is long. The sadness hidden in the text records your dreams and delusions, laughter and tears, beautiful love and sadness.
I rode through your kingdom in spring. You are a proud queen, but you politely opened the door for me to sow the seeds of love in your peach garden. Plant sunshine, peach blossoms, and that kind of plant called Jiaxu. I like to hear the sound of rain and water in your Peach Blossom Garden?
You said, go down to the dust and bloom for me. You pile up flowers all over the road with words, and build a nest of love with true feelings.
When I came, I saw many red flowers at the intersection, and every withered petal was my missing heart. When you walk lightly, you step on countless pains.
In this life, I am willing to commit a romantic crime for you, and I am willing to fight with you forever! Calling you softly: baby! You are still the imperial concubine who turned to smile, and there are hundreds of spells in the deep palace. I am still the most romantic king in the Tang Dynasty.
Beautiful love selection 3
Drinking in the afternoon, leaning on the pillow is slightly drunk. Between dreams and waking, I believe the horse will control it. Tell you the secrets of the soul with breeze and running water. Speak like a sob and listen like a fool.
One speaks softly and the other listens quietly. Scholarly hut, few people come. Only roads and gardens with flowers are green.
Unfathomable loneliness, unfathomable spring.
We carefully sow love in the depths of Taoyuan.
A faint fragrance and a thin shadow. It's very humid this spring. Even the flowers smell damp, which makes people feel pity. We have so carefully carved the bleak days to perfection; Write ordinary fireworks as Leng Xiang.
The spring breeze is so amorous, as if there are thousands of arms, stroking you and me gently. In spring, words are condensed and the air is filled with flowers. I know, if you are not tempted, you will be unwilling.
Love, beauty, freedom and romance. It is what we want to pursue all our lives. We are like two children with cleanliness, wiping away all these years; Wash away all the troubles and wash it again. Until it is as clean and spotless as a Buddhist temple.
Shen Congwen said: I have crossed bridges in many places, seen clouds many times and drunk many kinds of wine, but I have only loved one person at the right age.
But he is not happy. In his long life, Zhang Zhaohe didn't really understand him. He wrote more than 300 love letters to Zhang, but only received one in his life.
I am very happy. Listening to your sweet words every day, the beauty of love flowing in the depths of the soul is far beyond words.
Is it trembling, excitement, tears, like sunshine floating on the water, like spring breeze blowing through the branches?
Yu Dafu said: I used to whip a famous horse because I was drunk, for fear of being tired of beauty.
Afraid of your pain, afraid of your fatigue, the flowers are just right, the people are just right, and after the storm, it is all over the ground? Cherish spring for a long time and fear that it will return early. Maybe time will get slower and slower?
Selected Works of Beautiful Love 4
Going to Qiu Lai in spring, the custom still exists. If love lets go, the blessing is still there.
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Everyone says that you love a city because the person you love lives in it. Love me, love my dog. It goes without saying that there will be such a person in everyone's life. Even if his face is covered with dust and his temples are frosty, I will stay with him until the end of the year. I am convinced that this picture has been carefully described by countless people, because it is the most beautiful love encounter that people yearn for. This romantic "territory" is also a kind of pure feeling wrapped in warmth and sincerity, depicting a simple life.
The most ideal love in the world, of course, is that two people are United and take care of each other for a lifetime. Passing by, we can only say that we are deeply attached to each other. Let it go, it may give people a feeling of beauty and sound deserted, but no one can deny that it is not because of love.
What is love? I can only say that it is a feeling of forgetting me, a feeling of happiness, which embodies the perfection and purity of love. "When you meet a person who grows old together, choose a city to die", people meet such a fate in their hearts and wait for this warmth from now on. But life is not as smooth as you think, and the fate of love is very difficult.
Although in the years of love, everyone wants to stay away from the bitter days, everyone wants to bid farewell to the painful breakup, and everyone likes to let the sunshine of love fill the air.
However, love is sometimes so incredible. Some people swear to each other when they are in love, but they can't escape the details of life, which leads to the exhaustion of love, so love ends in vain. Some people, even if they love each other deeply, end up alone on the left and on the right. There are also some people who have stumbled all the way, divided and combined, and have been tossed by the so-called love for several times. They have been running in for decades in ups and downs, and even sang all the songs, but they still don't change their minds. Who can say it's not because of love?
No matter what kind of love you encounter in this life, whether you love or be loved, meeting is a predestined fate. When you are attracted to a person, the first thing you see is the eye margin. Once love turns each other into cautious tears, caring becomes the fuse of bondage and mutual harm, and letting go may be the wisest choice. Love is never worth it, only suitable.
To love someone, you must first make him (her) happy. For a relationship, it is most important to warm each other's hearts, and it is most rare to remember the beauty of the past. People often say that love is not taking, not possessing. Love is giving, dedication and satisfaction.
I have always liked the old song "There is a kind of love called letting go". A Mu sang in his hoarse voice: There is a kind of love called letting go and ending forever for love. If I leave, let you have everything, let true love take me away and say goodbye?
This kind of heartbreaking chorus always makes me tremble and move?
But everything in the world can generally be made clear. Love alone cannot explain it. Some love is just self-understanding. Some behaviors can only be understood by yourself. Maybe some people's love begins with shallow joy and ends with deep love. This feeling has probably been experienced by many people.
Maybe he (she) never told you what it was like to fall in love with you. I don't want to tell you that your appearance has eliminated all his (her) previous confusion about love. Needless to say, you are the only light-like existence in the abyss of life. In particular, I don't want you to know that at some point, you are in the city and he (she) is outside the city, just passing by with blessings.
A celebrity said, without setbacks, you don't know how to live. You don't know how to love unless you are lovelorn.
Love is like a performance without script, lines and rehearsals. The person who loves each other is the protagonist. We know that falling in love is a personal matter. Falling in love is a matter for two people. Love or not, love is deep, is your own business. Whether Jane cherishes or lets go depends on how much she loves her other half.
Sometimes letting go doesn't mean not loving, but a manifestation of deep love. As the song goes:
If you yearn for the sky, you are eager to have a pair of wings to let you fly freely. Your wings should not be accompanied by roses, listening to the fading time. If romance becomes a stumbling block, I am willing to choose to return to loneliness for you. If the lingering becomes a chain, put aside the promise?
This kind of letting go of sadness and love is to give the other person freedom. Complete the person you love and do what he or she wants to do. I don't want to love someone, which will cause that person to lose himself. In Ode to Joy 2, Qu Xiaoyu also said that letting go is not to change the original intention of falling in love.
Let go and don't disturb. Even if you can't help but miss it, you should hold back your steps. Even if you come to his (her) city with blessings, you will bypass the city. Just standing in a distant country, deep blessing.
Selected Works of Beautiful Love 5
A year, a month, a day, sunny, I'll wait for you in the past?
Time is like a dream, suddenly leaving; The flowers picked at night have withered. Once upon a time, I loved you!
Solemn hall, white wedding dress, the groom and gentleman put the ring on the bride's ring finger, leaned over and kissed the bride's forehead, and then said: I love you. The bride's face was full of happiness, revealing two shallow dimples. This picture often appears in my dreams.
That hot summer, I was admitted to the high school in the provincial capital. My parents are busy at work and can't spare the time to send me to school. I came to the school gate by car with two big bags of luggage. When I got off the bus, I found myself here for the first time, I didn't know where I was going, and there were two bags of luggage, and I suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.
"Ah! Classmate, do you need help? " . In the sunshine, a handsome face caught my eye.
I met a strange boy in a strange place. I should have been wary, but seeing his school uniform immediately dispelled my vigilance. Out of politeness, I repeatedly replied with bangs: "I am a freshman and it's my first time here. Where should I report? "
He mentioned my two bags of luggage. Come on, come with me, take you to the report, and help you deliver your luggage to the dormitory by the way.
Then he took me to report and helped me carry my luggage downstairs. Take it up by yourself. Boys can't enter the girls' dormitory. He's a little embarrassed.
This is the first time we met. After we dated, I asked him why he came to help me.
On that hot summer day, a girl in a white dress stood on the side of the road, with delicate lace lining her white legs, slender and straight, and exquisite curves completely outlined. The girl looked helpless, and this scene appeared in front of his eyes, which made him want to go up and strike up a conversation, but there was no excuse. When he saw the luggage next to the girl, he went straight to the girl.
Hey! What can I do for you, classmate?
Many years later, whenever I think of that summer, my mouth is filled with a happy smile.
We are both in the same school. Although we are not in the same class, we can meet every day. I don't know whether he is intentional or unintentional. I always see him in the same place after school every day. When he sees me, he always gives me a particularly sunny smile. Similarly, I will give him a bright smile. After a long time, I also formed a habit. After school every day, even if I don't have to go that way, I will take a detour. Similarly, every time I go, I can get his particularly sunny smile.
In this way, unconsciously, we are all in grade three. Without the relaxed learning environment of senior one and senior two, we will face the college entrance examination in a few months, and everyone has begun to work hard. After school, almost everyone picked up their books and rushed back to the dormitory to continue their studies. As for me, I still make a detour to see him every day. What remains unchanged for several years is that he will still give me a particularly sunny smile. Similarly, I will give him a bright smile back. Every time we smile from a distance, we won't say a word. I tried to talk to him several times, but he smiled at me and turned away.
Suddenly one day after school, I went to pick him up as usual, but I didn't see him. I thought he had something important and might be late, but he still didn't show up when the dormitory was about to close. I was particularly depressed that day and went back to the dormitory.
I haven't seen him again for more than a week, as if he had suddenly gone out of thin air. At last I began to panic, and finally I couldn't help asking his classmates. What I got was that he asked for leave more than a week ago, and there was no other news.
I can't spare time to think about him because of the tense study atmosphere in senior three, but I still go to that road to wait for him after school every day.
One month before the college entrance examination, it was also this road. I saw the familiar figure. I couldn't help running over and asking reproachfully, "Where have you been for so long? I can wait for you here every day. "
"I'm sorry!" He said, "Would you like to be my girlfriend?"
I answered without thinking: "Good!"
He suddenly reached out and held my face and leaned down to kiss my forehead. Surprisingly, I didn't stop him.
That year, we 18 years old.
After the college entrance examination, I was admitted to my ideal university, but he didn't even get into the most ordinary university.
On the day I went to college, he helped me with my luggage and took me to the station. Before getting on the bus, he suddenly hugged me and I hugged him tightly.
The bus started. At sunset, he gave me a particularly sunny smile on the bus, and at the same time, I also gave the tower a bright smile. He suddenly shouted: "wait for me for a month, and after a month, I will come to you!" " "
When I heard this, I couldn't help shedding a tear in the corner of my eye.
One day a month later, I just walked to the gate because I had to do something, and I saw the familiar figure standing on the road outside the school gate. I ran to him and hugged him hard.
"Fool, you hold on so tightly that I'm afraid I'll run away!" He whispered in my ear.
"Idiot, I miss you." My tears of disappointment crossed my cheeks again.
"Will you marry me?" He asked seriously.
"Well, good!" I wiped the tears from the corner of my eyes and mumbled two words.
That year, we 19 years old.
Soon after, he found a job near my school, rented a house, and cooked me something delicious at school from time to time. My friends especially envy me for having such a good boyfriend. Let me watch it, or they'll take it away. For this, I was worried for a while. I can find that every time he comes to school, he gives himself delicious food and never looks at other girls. He just watched me eat carefully and then chatted with me, and then he would leave school and go back to his rental house. I'm relieved.
Two years later, I was a junior and began to practice outside. I was going to rent my own house, but he asked me to live with him. I thought for a moment and readily agreed.
A simple room, two rooms, a table, two chairs, an old TV set and some daily necessities. I think boys' rooms are messy, but simple rooms are clean. I share a room with him. Every day he goes out to work, I go out to practice, and when I come back at night, he will cook me good food. Although life is simple, it is extremely happy.
One evening, it rained heavily and thundered. I returned to the rental house after my internship. As soon as I opened the door, a thick smell of alcohol came to my face. I almost fainted. In the past, beer cans were everywhere in clean and tidy houses. Watching his door open, the smell of wine kept coming out. I hurried into his room. The sight in front of me makes me sad. I looked at the sunny and handsome big boy in the past, and now he is lying down. I saw a black-and-white photo of a man and a woman at his bedside. That man looks like him, and there is a certificate of inheritance in the photo.
I finally know why he suddenly disappeared before the college entrance examination. On that day, his parents were driving on a business trip, and they were both killed in a car accident.
I suddenly felt heartbroken. He never told me that such a thing happened, and he has been suffering silently. Looking at him at this time, I am very angry and worried. I wanted to help him to bed, and he cooperated with me to help him to bed.
After I cleaned the cans in the room, I made a pot of hot water and carefully wiped the tears on his face. He kept looking at me silently. After wiping his face clean, I turned to leave. He grabbed me, and then his mouth blocked my mouth. I struggled and let him go.
It's raining heavily outside, lightning and thunder. In the rental house, we ask each other?
That year, we were 2 1 years old.
Since then, we have lived in a room. Every day he goes out to work and I go out to practice. Life is the same, we are happy every day.
A year later, my job was stable, but one thing was bad, that is, I was transferred to another city to work.
When I left, he walked me to the station, hugged me and kissed me in the same way. After I got on the bus, he gave me a particularly sunny smile, and at the same time, I gave him a bright smile. After the car started, he shouted at me, "I will marry you when I graduate." I burst into tears when I heard it.
Now I never thought that this smile and promise would be eternal to me.
Separated from each other, we talk on the phone every day I made most of the calls and he was listening. He will tell me to take good care of his future wife from time to time. To this end, I also feel particularly happy.
One day a few months later, I called him, but no one answered. I thought he had something to do, so I didn't want to disturb him. He should call me back if he thinks of something else. But I waited until evening, and he still didn't call me back. I was a little angry with him, so I decided not to answer even if he called me back. As punishment for him.
A few days later, I found that he didn't call me these days, and finally I couldn't help calling him again. But the number you dialed is out of service. At this time, my heart was extremely anxious.
When I returned to the company, I immediately asked the leader for leave to go to his city, but the leader said that the company was short of people and could not give me a month's leave.
Ten days later, the company had a meeting, and a stranger's number called my mobile phone. When I was about to hang up at the meeting, I suddenly found out that it was the number of his city. I answered immediately and said to the leader, "I'm sorry." Then walk out of the meeting room.
"Hello, who is calling, please?" I'm a little excited.
"Hello" came a familiar voice on the phone.
I knew it was him at once. "What's the matter with you? Why didn't you call me? " I said loudly.
"Let's break up!" He sink a track.
"What did you say?" I feel that I heard wrong.
"Let's break up!" He still sink a track.
"Is it because of my job that I can quit my job now and go back to marry you?" Feeling that he was serious, I was a little anxious and my eyes suddenly filled with tears.
"? Remember to look after yourself. "
I forgot what I said.
"Will you always miss me?"
I heard it before I spoke? DuDu? DuDu? A voice on the other end of the phone hung up.
In an instant, my tears couldn't stop, and the flowers flowed down. I went back to the company's house, closed the door and cried loudly. Counting this year, seven years, seven years of feelings, it's just broken. I am not reconciled. I want to find him. I want to ask in person.
A month later, the company approved my vacation, so I simply cleaned up and set foot in his city.
A few days later, I went to his place of work, and he was gone. His boss said that he had resigned and that he was going home to get married.
After a long time, I still haven't heard from him. Until one day, another strange phone call came, and I quickly answered it. A woman's voice came through the phone.
Woman: "Are you his girlfriend?"
Me: "Yes, I'm his girlfriend."
"He is with me, come and see, alas!" The woman sighed and gave an address.
I found the address in the city where I work. I hurried downstairs, stopped a taxi and told the driver the location.
A few hours later, the taxi drove downstairs to a small apartment, and I got off. The address said it was on the third floor. I went straight into the elevator and pressed it. Three? . The elevator rose slowly.
? Huh? I got out of the elevator and couldn't wait to walk to a door. Ring the doorbell.
Soon, a middle-aged woman opened the door and welcomed me in.
When I came in, I saw a small sacrificial platform with fruit on it. There is a black and white photo hanging on the altar. Everyone in the photo has a particularly sunny smile on his face, but I can't move my eyes when I stare at the photo.
The child was miserable, and his parents left long ago, and now they have left themselves. When I went through his things, I found that there was only one phone number in his mobile phone, and it was basically you who called and answered the phone. I am his relative. The middle-aged woman said.
"Ah! Classmate, do you need help? " . In the sunshine, a handsome face caught my eye.
I repeated my bangs and replied, "I'm a freshman and it's my first time here. Where should I report? "
"I'm sorry!" He said, "Would you like to be my girlfriend?"
I answered without thinking: "Good!"
He suddenly reached out and held my face and leaned down to kiss my forehead. I didn't stop him? Once all the scenes appeared in front of my eyes. I didn't cry this time.
"Girl, come and have a light meal here." The middle-aged woman brought me three side dishes and two bowls of rice.
I stared at the photo, lost in thought, and suddenly someone spoke to me. I came to my senses and saw that middle-aged women's dishes had been served, and I didn't refuse.
After sitting down with a middle-aged woman, I told him one by one while eating. I haven't shed a tear all the time.
After dinner, I want to say goodbye to that middle-aged woman The middle-aged woman handed me a box, saying it was his relic and asked me to take good care of it.
After I went downstairs, I opened the box and saw a thick list of cases inside. I can't bear it any longer. Tears poured out of the box, and crying tore my heart.
It turned out that he?
I love you, but I dare not say. I said I was afraid that I would die at once. I'm afraid no one will love you more than me after I die.
A year, a month, a day, sunny, I'll wait for you in the past? Where are you?