Poetry about Ivy League Poetry 1. Poems written by Ivy
I love you, a poem written by the Ivy League. If you love me as much as I love you, I can face you in any way as long as I can.
I can be a vine that surrounds the trunk and adds a touch of green to your surroundings; It can also be grass, hold on to the soil on the shore and let your water flow to the bottom; Can also be turned into spring mud, into the land under your feet, nourishing your upcoming spring green.
Because of love, you can be informal. As long as you still love me, I can keep you, and my unyielding soul has the meaning of life.
Story, a poem written by the Ivy League.
You laugh in words.
I can see you crying in the words.
I can feel it..
You are not good at words.
I am very happy.
You are angry in the article.
I smiled.
I am looking for you in the small print.
Accidental discovery
You have sneaked into my heart.
In every corner of my body
So are Ivy League poems:
1, willow shoots on the moon
2. the world of mortals
Step 3 take the moon
4. Full Moon
Extended data
The author introduces Ivy, whose real name is Han Zhihong, loves life, advocates the unique quality of combining rigidity and softness of Ivy, likes reading books in his spare time, and prefers to record life in words.
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I'd rather be a torrent, a mountain stream, across rugged roads and over rocks.
As long as my lover is a small fish, swimming happily in my waves; I would like to be a barren forest, located on both sides of the river, and I shouted to fight the storm. As long as my lover is a bird, stop singing in the branches and build a nest in my arms; I would like to be the ruins of the castle, standing on the top of the mountain, even if it is easily destroyed, I will not regret it.
As long as my lover is ivy, the green branches are like arms, climbing up my forehead; I would like to be a small hut, hidden in the valley, suffering from wind and rain, with a wound on the roof. As long as my love is a raging fire, it flashes slowly and happily in my melting pot; I would like to be a cloud, with a broken flag, standing proudly and wearily in the wilderness.
As long as my lover is the sunset, it shines on my pale face and reflects the red brilliance.
3. Which poem would I rather be Ivy?
Petofi's "I would like to be a torrent"
I would like to be a torrent, a river between mountains, crossing rugged roads and rocks …
As long as the person I love is a small fish, swimming happily in my waves.
I would like to be a barren forest, on both sides of the river, bravely fighting against a gust of wind ...
As long as the person I love is a bird, chirping among my dense branches.
I would like to be a ruin. On the steep rocks, this silent destruction does not make me feel depressed. ...
As long as the person I love is green ivy, climbing up and down my desolate forehead intimately.
I would like to be a thatched cottage, at the bottom of the deep valley and at the top of the deep valley, where the wind and rain will destroy me. ...
As long as my lover is a lovely flame, it flashes slowly and happily in my stove.
I would like to be a cloud, a gray broken flag, lazily floating in the vast air,
As long as the person I love is a coral-like sunset glow, shining bright next to my pale face.