His eyes showed anxiety and haggard,
Make a mental list of our strengths and weaknesses,
Repeated comparison,
Because this is the most important choice in your life!
I am ordinary and have no skills.
He is an excellent elite boss,
In contrast, he can give you a better life,
He may love you more than I do,
So being with him is more suitable than me!
But I still can't bear to part with you,
I really want to ask who you love more.
After careful consideration, I decided to quit the competition.
End your hesitation and anxiety about who to choose,
This is a more sad necessity than sadness!
I made him swear to God that he would be kind to you all his life,
If you want to live happily ever after,
Seeing him make a solemn promise to me,
I get a little comfort from my painful experience,
I will do anything for your happiness!
You made separate appointments, and I told him your choice,
You are a girl with strong self-esteem,
After meeting him, you invited me to the desolate maple forest.
Frost-red maple leaves fluttered in the wind,
You asked me angrily what right I had to do this!
You were angry and defended him seriously,
I can feel that you love him more than I do,
I don't want to delay the happiness of your life because of myself.
So I don't think I did anything wrong,
This life is destined to be yours and mine!
You hugged me with tears and said you were sorry,
I hold you tight, too, and wish you and him happiness.
You said you'd never met anyone as stupid as me,
I said that since I met you, my IQ has been zero.
Seeing you smile through tears in my arms, I shed tears!
After parting, I lay alone in the maple forest.
The cold rain in late autumn falls with the maple leaves,
I couldn't help crying,
Shouting your name and saying don't leave me,
Maple leaf autumn rain fans seem to smell your flowers.
Love Poem
Love Poem
1. Dear, I started one dawn after another.
Through one dusk after another.
Dear, the oath left in your hand.
Half darkness, half light, half inner loneliness, loneliness.
The tenderness left in your hand.
Half tears, half smiles, half eternity in my heart, forever.
Dear, please clap my bleeding hand.
Take pictures of my beating pulse and the residual temperature of my body.
Shoot me naked on my lonely grave bed.
Please send these memories to my lost heaven.
Dear, you are a beautiful dream.
Traveling at the end of the world makes me unstoppable.
Fly to you, fly
Dear, I yearn for the lush totems of mountains, grasslands, forests and the sea.
Dear, that bitter romance, crawling on the mountain road, running by the sea.
Not to see, just to stick to your gentleness and warmth.
You, eager to see-
That sad romance, flying in the clouds.
I, anxious to return-
This romantic heart flies to you sourly.
Honey, don't break your heart-
Please hold fast to the short-lived warmth and nostalgia.
Honey, talking is like a dream-
Please embrace eternal sadness and romance.
At that moment, I was drunk.
It's all input,
Inspiration is sublimated,
Emotions are purified.
Thought is duckweed floating on green water.
I can't shake off your gentle waves.
(2)
Once upon a time, I wanted to get your love,
When that happens,
Affectionate,
Wrapped around my heart,
Into my blood,
There are only two hearts in this world!
(3)
Romantic atmosphere is breaking through the bank,
Love is like rain,
What solidifies is the time of two hearts.
Flowers light up the sunny weather,
The sun is fixed at the top,
Love of life
Loyalty in the index ............
(4)
You asked me why I was in such a hurry,
Discard the original beauty.
I said; Time is a jar for making wine.
Willing to tolerate,
It can also catalyze aging.
Eight thousand years old wine,
Don't miss the plot.
Long live the feelings,
Will remember the first love.
(5)
Honey. I fell in love with your lips.
You are the most beautiful soul in the world,
I went straight into your guts. ........................
Where are you going? Love poems.
The waves in the sea of flowers cry for bees, and the beautiful faces of spring flowers bloom for bees.
Bee, where are you going? Charming smile and intoxicating floral fragrance, in the season of lovesickness:
The bees kissed the flowers sweetly.
Xiaoxi, where are you going? The sea, hometown, is the happiness of the stream.
I have been in a hurry, and my faith has not changed. I have experienced the vicissitudes of spring, summer, autumn and winter.
Embrace in the stormy years.
Pigeon, where are you going? The eternal sun illuminates the direction of pigeons and flies over the vast sea.
Flying over the mountains and the wind and rain of the world, pigeons sang the song of heaven.
Where are you going? The light of the cross cleanses the soul and illuminates the world.
Take a look at the familiar road. Bees hold hands with flowers, and their bodies and souls are entangled in Dangshan.
Where are you going? God's care and protection, encouragement and care are the sea.
Embrace the stream and be gentle in the passionate years.
Pigeons are flying ahead. Where are you going?
The beauty in your eyes,
Green floats on the olive tree.
Eternal hope.
Walking alone in the wilderness,
Harvest a heavy golden autumn.
Pickled poems, love poems
Mixed with a handful of salt of missing.
Pickled out the fragrance of poetic rhyme
In the exciting voice of love
I heard a cry like kimchi.
Elephants are bleached and dyed in vats.
Long-term pickling
Poems of love
Salty and sour has long been a foregone conclusion.
In your ignorant heart
I can't smell any sour taste.
Only that poem is so salty.
I hid that poem in a salt dream.
After many years, the cellar will be raised.
I will smell salty incense.
Lure my appetite for poetry
Pick it up with chopsticks
Put it in your mouth.
It tastes delicious when chewed.
Just to my taste.
Hidden in my poetic dream
Wine can refresh the mind.
The same is true of poetry.
Such as brewing in wine.
Many years later, Dionysus also became a poet.
Like Li Bai's "Hundred Wars Wine Order"
Write acacia in poetry
Brewing and salting
Immerse yourself in a dream
The most beautiful poem
An altar of wine flies out of the rhythm of poetry
But I really want to get drunk
I will pickle you like pickles.
Be my poetic god
Hidden in my poetic dream