Love is a tacit understanding: although my body does not have bright phoenix wings, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn.
Love is a painting: when you, my love, ride a bamboo horse, run in circles and throw your childhood.
Love is a love and a chance encounter: when a girl meets her, she wins the hearts of countless people.
Love is a kind of love and a declaration: till death do us part!
Love is an agreement: the monarch should be a rock and the concubine a reed; Puwei is as tough as silk, and the rocks are not transferred.
Love is a kind of love and an oath: the mountains have no edges, and the heavens and the earth are in harmony, so I dare to separate from you!
Love is a kind of love and a kind of vision: I wish people a long time and a thousand miles of beauty.
Love is a kind of persistence: the wider the clothes are, the more regretful they are, which makes people haggard for Iraq.
Love is a kind of loyalty: once the sea was difficult for water, except Wushan, not a cloud.
Love is a farewell: holding hands and watching tears without words.
Love is a kind of watch: there are peaches and plums in the small garden, and the flowers don't wait for you to return.
Love is a kind of love and a kind of yearning: I hope you can take more as a symbol of our love.
Love is a kind of love and a charming voice: if you don't think about yourself, is there no one else?
Love is a trace of melancholy: spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red.
Love is a perfect couple: my beautiful lady and my beautiful gentleman.
Love is a kind of love and a sigh: although Mengshan is there, it is hard to trust Brocade.
Love is a comforting sentence: if two kinds of feelings last for a long time, is it a matter of time?
Love is a response: vote for my peach and return my Qiong Yao.
Love is a kind of sorrow: forbearance in the earth and forbearance in the sky; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
Love is a kind of sadness: a cup of sadness, a few years apart. No! No! No!
Love is a kind of love and a kind of resentment: the song of Tatar, about her jade guitar, about their respective resentment.
Love is a kind of love and an obsession: life is naturally infatuated, and this hatred has nothing to do with romance.
Love is a kind of love and nostalgia: heartbroken every year, moonlit night, short roots.
Love is a puzzle: what is love in the world? It's killing me.
Love is love is an eternal swan song: silkworms in spring will keep spinning until they die, and candles will cry dry every night.
2. Love poems in ancient troubled times are a little tempted: green and graceful, leisurely in my heart; But for your sake, I've thought it over.
Love is a tacit understanding: although my body does not have bright phoenix wings, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn. Love is a painting: when you, my love, ride a bamboo horse, run in circles and throw your childhood.
Love is a love and a chance encounter: when a girl meets her, she wins the hearts of countless people. Love is a kind of love and a declaration: till death do us part! Love is an agreement: the monarch should be a rock and the concubine a reed; Puwei is as tough as silk, and the rocks are not transferred.
Love is a kind of love and an oath: the mountains have no edges, and the heavens and the earth are in harmony, so I dare to separate from you! Love is a kind of love and a kind of vision: I wish people a long time and a thousand miles of beauty. Love is a kind of persistence: the wider the clothes are, the more people will not regret it and will languish for Iraq.
Love is a kind of loyalty: once the sea was difficult for water, except Wushan, not a cloud. Love is a farewell: holding hands and watching tears without words.
Love is a kind of watch: there are peaches and plums in the small garden, and the flowers don't wait for you to return. Love is a kind of love and a kind of yearning: I hope you can take more as a symbol of our love.
Love is a kind of love and a charming voice: if you don't think about yourself, is there no one else? Love is a trace of melancholy: spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red. Love is a perfect couple: my beautiful lady and my beautiful gentleman.
Love is a kind of love and a sigh: although Mengshan is there, it is hard to trust Brocade. Love is a comforting sentence: if two kinds of feelings last for a long time, is it a matter of time?
Love is a response: vote for my peach and return my Qiong Yao. Love is a kind of sadness: forbearance in the earth and forbearance in the sky; One day, both will end, and this endless sadness will continue forever. Love is a kind of sadness: a cup of sadness, a few years apart.
No! No! No! Love is a kind of love and a kind of resentment: the song of Tatar, about her jade guitar, about their respective resentment. Love is a kind of love and an obsession: life is naturally infatuated, and this hatred has nothing to do with romance.
Love is a kind of love and nostalgia: heartbroken every year, moonlit night, short roots. Love is a puzzle: what is love in the world? It's killing me.
Love is love is an eternal swan song: silkworms in spring will keep spinning until they die, and candles will cry dry every night.
About Gone with the Times 1) Your heart is the corner of my sea, the end of the world, and I can't walk any further. We go to the ends of the earth in this life, not to wander the earth, but to accompany the world.
2) Blue curtains and a glass-like heart are transparent to you, but easy to be sad.
3) I like you. I have been waiting for you there. I bless you every day. I miss you all the time. Did you get it? I don't know if I can have you or who you like. Perhaps, fallen leaves are my reincarnation!
4) My heart is dead, my tears are dry, and I can't bear to look back. I wake up, but I can't feel my feelings, and I can't shake the past. It's also empty and real. I love and hate, and the fallen leaves hurt themselves silently. The only way is to find it, and it's lonely and sad. Helpless, forbearing, forbearing; One day both will end, and this endless sorrow will last forever. ..
5) Flowers are on the other side. Flowers bloom without leaves. Leaves grow without flowers, but we can't meet each other in our thoughts.
6) How to let you meet me at my most beautiful moment. To this end, I prayed in front of the Buddha for 500 years. Praying for Buddha made us have a dusty relationship, so the Buddha turned me into a tree, growing on the roadside you must pass. In the sun, the flowers are blooming carefully, which is the hope of my previous life. When you approach, please listen carefully to the trembling leaves, which is my passion for waiting. And when you finally walk past and fall behind you, my friend, that's not a petal-that's my withered heart.
7) I know that I was wrong at the beginning, because I loved you too much, and I just want to go with you in this life. You are the only person I love deeply in my life.
8) Meeting once is better than never meeting.
9) The greatest loneliness in the world-not being lonely; Not in the crowd, unaccompanied; It's a harp song, but it's not harmonious.
10) time will slowly precipitate, and some people will gradually blur in your heart. Learn to let go, your happiness needs to be realized by yourself.
1 1) I'm not really used to refusing, but I'm afraid that once I hold hands, I can't stand the loneliness and sadness of returning to someone. If I don't, I'm not afraid to lose.
12) Love without love, love without love. We love each other, but we can't be together forever.
13) If loving you is hurting you, I choose to like you. If liking you bothers you, I choose to leave you. If I can exchange everything for your happiness in this life, I am willing to give everything just because I love you!
14) If a stone also tears, I would like to be a stubborn stone and cry in your heart. At least, I can feel your temperature.
15) In fact, I have been standing behind you all the time, but I crouched down when you turned around, just a breathing distance, but you couldn't see me.
16) If you don't wait for a thousand years, there will be no short meeting in this life. Maybe it will take a thousand years to get together in this life!
17) Some people meet like meteors. In an instant, generate had an enviable spark, but it was destined to pass by in a hurry.
18) If I hadn't met you, if I hadn't fallen in love with you, if I didn't believe it, maybe I wouldn't be who I am now.
19) for my heart, for your heart, I know each other and remember each other deeply.
20) When I miss you, will you just miss me?
2 1) All the endings have been written, and all the tears have begun, but I suddenly forget what kind of beginning this is. In that ancient summer that is gone forever, no matter how I pursue it, young you just pass by like a cloud. And your smiling face, extremely shallow and pale, gradually disappeared in the haze after sunset. Then I opened the yellow title page, and fate bound it badly. I read and reread with tears in my eyes, but I have to admit that youth is a book that is too hasty.
22) What you lost never really belongs to you, so there is no need to regret it.
23) If one day we are not together, we should be together.
24) There is a kind of love called no chance, not no love but no fate, and there is also a kind of love called fulfillment! To help others, to help yourself.
25) Life is like summer flowers. Who will agree with my sadness? The future you are talking about is a landscape that I can't touch. Whose vision has been broadened by my departure?
26) There is no humble love in this world. It seems just because I love you so much. In the last silence, there was no enrichment, no resentment, no blessing, only a bleak look floating in the wind.
27) Missing someone is like drinking a glass of cold water, and then dripping into tears.
28) My life is fragmented, those who are determined in pride and those things that I have never forgotten and dare not forget. They came much faster than you ... covered the ancient city with vermilion. When will they come back?
29) In your past life, the people you hurt have long forgotten, but the people you hurt will never forget you. He will never remember your merits, only your injuries.
30) The heart is waiting for subtle beauty. Snow froze the beating of the heart. Love dies because of the freezing of the heart.
3 1) Just happened to be sad, just decided to give up, just forgot to cry, just happened to meet you. Transferred from Lemon Mei Wen. com
4. Poems about love and sadness: I am coming, I was born before Jun, and Jun gave birth to me.
Hate is not born at the same time. Hello every day. (9 seconds per word, exactly three minutes) Ha ha ha, just kidding.
These poems are the four most beautiful, pure and vivid love poems in the world. From here, we can interpret the four true meanings of love. I hope more people will cherish these four poems. I hope that each of us still has the first realm of faith in true love: the farthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death, but that I stand in front of you and you don't know that I love you; The furthest distance in the world is not that you don't know I love you when I stand in front of you, but that I am so obsessed that I can't say I love you. The furthest distance in the world is not that I can't say I love you, but that I miss you so much that I can only bury it in my heart. The furthest distance in the world is not that I can't say I miss you, but that I love each other but can't be together; The furthest distance in the world is not loving each other but not being together, but pretending not to care when you know that true love is invincible; The furthest distance in the world is not the distance between trees, but the branches that grow from the same root, but cannot depend on each other in the wind; The furthest distance in the world is not that the branches can't depend on each other, but that the stars face each other without intersecting tracks; The furthest distance in the world is not the trajectory between stars, but even if the trajectories meet, there is nowhere to be found in the blink of an eye; The furthest distance in the world is not that you can't find it in an instant, but that you are doomed to meet it before you meet it; The farthest distance in the world is the distance between fish and birds, one in the sky and the other in the depths of the sea; Dear, now, you are by my side, but we can't fall in love in the sun.
The second realm: "To the Oak Tree" Shu Ting If I love you, I will never show off myself by your branches like climbing Campbell flowers. If I love you, I will never learn from spoony birds and repeat monotonous songs for the shade. It is not only like a fountain that can bring years of coolness and comfort, but also like a dangerous peak that can increase your height and set off your prestige, even sunshine and even spring rain. No, these are not enough! I must be a kapok beside you, standing with you in the image of a tree, grasping the leaves underground and touching each other in the clouds. Every time a gust of wind passes, we greet each other, but no one understands us. You have copper branches and iron stems, like knives, swords and halberds. I have my red flowers, like a heavy sigh and a heroic torch. We share cold waves, storms and thunderbolts. We like fog and haze. The rainbow seems to be separated forever, but it depends on each other for life. This is great love-not only love your stalwart body, but also love the position you insist on. The third realm of this land under your feet: "Visible" Cangyang Gyatso Living Buddha, you can see it, or you can't see me, I am there without sadness or love, or you don't miss my feelings, so you won't come or love. Either you don't love me, your love will not increase or decrease, or you won't follow me, and my hand is in your hand. Come to my arms or let me live in your heart. Silent love, silent joy. The fourth realm: "When you are old" Ye Zhi, when you are old, your hair is gray, and you are sleepy and dozing by the fire, please take this poem down and read it slowly. Think back to the softness of your eyes in the past and their heavy shadows in the past. How many people love the beauty, hypocrisy and sincerity of adore you when you were young? Only one person loves you, the pilgrim's soul loves you, and the painful wrinkles on your aging face hang down, whispering sadly the disappearance of love by the glowing stove. It walks slowly on the hill overhead.
5. What are the beautiful ancient poems about love?
1, it seems that this star is not last night, who is the wind dew standing in the middle of the night?
2, ten years of life and death, I don't think about it, I will never forget it, a thousand miles away, sad everywhere.
3, butterflies are beautiful, after all, butterflies can't fly over the sea.
4, finally covered the world for the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. After Hua Rong thanked him, it was just a scene, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever.
5, elegance is quicksand, and old age is a period of time.
6. Mountains and rivers hold hands and smile for you.
7. A few sighs about the joys and sorrows of generations. My life is up to me, which is ridiculous.
8. After a short time, I dreamed of going back to the water and watching the fireworks bloom into a full moon.
9. When the fog cleared and I woke up, I finally saw the truth, that is, the silent Qian Fan.
10, at both ends of life, we stand on the other side of each other.
1 1, fate is like water, just a word, wait for the next meeting.
12, one spring, beauty is old, flowers fall and people die.
13, still water flowing deeply, singing loudly; Three lives are sunny and round, one sad and one happy.
14, lights and stars, sounds and songs are endless.
15, as beautiful as flowers and jade, as fleeting, I can go back to the past, but I can't go back to the beginning.
6. What sentences describe "troubled times"? 1, born in troubled times, how can you be innocent?
2. Heroes come out in troubled times, and I admire those great men who are unified.
3. The panic that gathered people's hearts turned into a ripple-like commotion.
4, the world is in chaos, first cast yourself into a device.
5, in troubled times, you can be a hero.
6. The reason why troubled times become poetry is that it is as mysterious and vigorous as love.
7. The reason why troubled times become poetry is that it is as mysterious and vigorous as love.
8. The sound is full of red dust, and the river is out of tune on the strings.
In 9.276, Daming did not cede land, kiss, compensate or pay tribute. The emperor survives the country and the king dies.
10, you are a bystander, and I am also taking part in accidental amusement.
1 1, I should thank God for his worth and give me natural pride.
12, even though the mountains and rivers were devastated, I was the only one who left the old books.
13, drunken beauty knee, wake up with a killer sword, not cheap, but a killer sword, why home?
14, eyes as lonely as lonely winter snow and blurred as lonely summer night.
15, how can it compare with your clear and quiet smile.
7. Poems describing love are more beautiful and older. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, only frown, only mind. First, "Jiangchengzi" Su Shi lived and died for ten years, never forgetting.
A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.
Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.
At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated.
Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears
It is estimated that the annual heartbroken place, moonlit night, short matsuoka. Second, "Operator" Li Chi Ngai I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River.
I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water.
The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred.
I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning. Third, the Book of Songs beat drums and bore, and actively used troops. Cao Tuguocheng, I travel south alone.
From Sun Zizhong, Chen Pinghe and Song Dynasty. No, I'm going home. I'm worried.
Where do you live? Lost his horse? For it? Under the forest.
Life and death are generous, and Zi Cheng says. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.
I am rich, but I am still alive. Sorry, but I believe it. Fourth, "evil" is evil! I want to know you and live a long life.
There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, there is Lei Zhen in winter, and there is rain and snow in summer. Only when heaven and earth are in harmony can we dare to be with you! Fifth, "Hang Hang, Hang Hang, Hang Hang, Hang Hang, Hang Hang, Hang Hang, Hang Hang, Hang Hang, Hangzhou, Hangzhou, Hangzhou, Hangzhou, Hangzhou, Hangzhou, Hangzhou, Hangzhou, Hangzhou, Hangzhou, from now on, you and I are thousands of miles away, I am in the sky, and you are in the sky. It's a long way to Xiu Yuan, and it will be safe.
North Malaysia is still attached to the north wind, south birds fly north, and nest in the south branch. The longer they are apart, the wider they become and the thinner they become. Wandering clouds cover the sun, and wanderers are reluctant to return in foreign countries.
Just because I want you to age me, another year will soon end. There are many other things to say, just wish you take care of yourself and don't be hungry and cold. Sixth, "The Fairy of the Magpie Bridge" Qin Guan's thin clouds are smart, flying stars pass on grievances, and both silver and Chinese are dark. On the seventh day of autumn dew and autumn, it is time to meet, mostly those who are together in the world, but the appearance of husband and wife. Tender as water, ritual like a dream, you can go home from the bridge! If two people have a long-term relationship, sooner or later!