Your heart, modern poetry

Your Heart Modern Poetry 1 Your Heart

Your heart is a clean paradise.

If I'm going up there,

Build a romantic cabin

So, is it an illegal building?

Your heart is a fragrant paradise.

If I'm going there

Dig a secret cave

So, is this a violation of sovereignty?

If you must destroy my efforts

If you must stand in my way.

So, this collapsed space-time

That must be the grave that I love and hate.

Actually, I am not greedy.

Actually, I am not greedy.

As long as you show me.

I will be happy for a hundred years.

Because I am a small fish.

I have no eyelids to close.

Actually, I am not greedy.

As long as you give me a full meal

I will be sweet for a hundred years.

Because I am a hungry wolf.

I'm going to eat your whole heart

Actually, I'm not funny.

As long as you throw me a handkerchief.

I will be happy for a hundred years.

Because I'm a kidnapper.

I'm going to put my freedom

Tie it to your long braid

Modern Poetry of Your Heart 2 Your night absorbed my kindness.

Your moon has hurt my evil.

Such a vast darkness

Heart, but your eyes.

See through the misery of the world in an instant.

In the night wind, there is the smell of naked women.

In the moonlight, there is a net to capture thoughts.

a long while

Love is your heart.

Suddenly, it broke into my world.

The wind on the sea stirs your wings.

I am on the tide, sailing and calling.

So you are the messenger of the dawn.

Waiting for me to analyze

It turned into a drop of water

Hidden in the endless ocean

I was thinking hard in the same place.

Never know.

The night is near.

Where is your soul?

Perhaps, you are already a member of the sea.

Suddenly, you are in my dream.

I am in your arms.

Your love, in the passage.

Your feelings are flying in the running water.

Your face, just click search.

To see clearly.

Your hands can only be put in the greenhouse.

There is water.

Floating in the charm

It is your body.

Grow up in a dye vat

This is your bread.

Pieces of autumn leaves

Ignite your youth

bright moon

Stop at your window.

Laugh at your dreams.

Your Heart Modern Poetry 3 You said that your heart is the bottom of the lake.

Pebbles buried in the soil

Never touch the warmth of clouds.

I will bury loneliness at the bottom of the lake.

Without hesitation, jump down and look for it.

Then throw this pebble at the clouds.

You said, your heart is after dusk.

Sadness when a leaf is about to wither.

I can't send a profound message to the branch every night.

I will do it for the sad sound of leaves.

Spare no effort to make them into specimens.

Then hang it where it used to be in late autumn.

You said, no one can read your mind.

This is a sunny tree withered in the deep grass.

I want to turn this place into an empty city in the desert.

Just to make you understand.

What's the situation?

Is the real misfortune of life.

You said that your heart has already sunk because of love.

It was a clump of reeds swaying in the middle of a muddy lake.

I am willing to become a dying solitary bird in a cage for this.

Just to get rid of a free-flying soul after death.

Stay by your side and sincerely pray for God.

Give you a pure lake to clear your heart.

You said, your heart has nowhere to put.

I am willing to give up everything except my heart.

Give you a warm place.

Only let two hearts merge happily.

For my empty skin.

Provide the strength to live.

You said, your heart

This is an idea of mine and all my hopes.

Your heart modern poem 4 the vast snow,

A clear sky,

Moonlight falls,

We snuggled up in the moonlight.

You always,

Looking at the clouds on the horizon,

There was a trace of melancholy in his eyes,

Maybe,

Xia Yun,

What this means.

Anyway,

I just want you,

Prove your innocence,

Just like the sky you see.

The dark clouds have cleared,

You left, too,

That's the truth? !

If we say,

What I see is a piece.

Huge back,

Like the vast snow,

Is about to melt.

I tried to find you,

But,

You and I are both.

Girls.

It's also possible,

Our melting childhood,

You remember.

You always

Bow your head in thought,

As if thinking about something.

"I'm thinking about our childhood problems."

She's really weird,

An absurd sense of strangeness.

Our childhood,

Laughing childhood,

A sad and melancholy childhood,

What's the problem?

of course,

Every childhood,

of course,

These things will happen.

"I want to try to get you, too."

Well, I can't say it.

She thought the same thing as me,

Stupid idea!

We're all stupid,

foolish ...

She sometimes does,

Bow your head and don't talk,

I tried to ask her,

She answered me with an inexpressible expression.

Trying to catch you.

You're wrong,

I want to win her heart,

A heart like mine.

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Your Heart Modern Poetry 5- 1

Look at some words and write some words.

See some love and let go of some love.

Words become more and more familiar, but love becomes strange.

We never leave. We are always uncertain.

Those calm words or shocking separation

I still open a pair of stubborn eyes in the dark, just to make my fragile heart.

Listen to good sounds that the ears have never heard before.

two

The heart is a film.

Provoked the vulgar Baise

Repeated flushing

smile

It is not the color that smiles.

It is the heart that hears your words.

The heart has never been dyed.

He only remembers you and me.

colour the small one

three

I can't live in your heart. I live alone.

I looked through old photos and saw your white shirt.

The back of your stay at the wedding banquet drowned the guests like a cloud.

Happy laughter and cheerful voices.

Ten years is just a prelude.

Loneliness without a concert.

The bell rang at zero, and I took advantage of the darkness.

Return your pumpkin carriage and Cinderella.

I can't live in your heart. I live alone.