So what?
Can only let the tears of acacia flow through the eyes,
The memories that once penetrated into my heart,
Has taken root in my heart and grown wantonly,
I was moved and warmed,
Still emitting a faint fragrance,
Although the party time is short,
Missing is so long,
Love is in my heart, but love is far away.
Miss you,
So what?
Can only make acacia flowers bloom quietly,
In the beautiful season, the grass is everywhere and the flowers are overflowing.
Only the waiting heart is sad.
When the wind blows and makes my thoughts fly all over the sky,
When it rains, I'm worried about floating in the rain.
Ask the world,
Only true love is precious,
Throughout the ages, only lovesickness has been heartbreaking.
Miss you,
So what?
I can only wander alone on the road of lovesickness.
Count the bleak years, cold and heat,
Only missing can't be measured,
I really want to stay quietly in the moonlight,
But now,
There is only the desolation of acacia in the dream.
My heart is crying and embracing the dawn.
Miss you,
So what?
Soft and saturated with caring heartache.
I can only drink this cup of bitter wine alone and shed a thousand tears.
Looking at the raindrops floating outside the window alone
But I can't forget the love in the rain.
dream
I really want to pick a touch of new green.
Fill the fragrant heart with cherished blessings.
I miss your modern poems. After that, I never dared to touch the word "father" again.
Tianshan Mountain is afraid of thunder.
rains cats and dogs
I don't want to celebrate my father's holiday anymore
Because of dad.
Has left us.
Dad, I miss you.
In dreams again and again.
In painful memories again and again
Close your eyes.
In front of you is the shadow of your kindness.
Open Your Eyes
I always tell myself.
I don't have a father anymore
This is the reality
It was September 29th three years ago.
There is a wound.
It will never heal.
Because life can't be pasted.
Unable to copy
Dad, I miss you.
Thinking of you reminds me of the apple orchard in my hometown.
cherry
And peanuts and sweet potatoes
Now they are with you with some weeds.
That's Deli Temple in Wafangdian
But I still have it
I didn't find the old temple.
No flowers.
You don't need any ceremony.
I am in a distant place.
Calling in the wind
Dad, I miss you.
A man who wants to have a father.
You can give it to your father.
Celebrate today's festival
Miss you Modern Poetry 3 Dear, I don't miss you very much!
I am a cloud on the horizon,
Under the guidance of the wind,
Always pursuing in your direction.
That night,
Through the moonlit window lattice,
I drift to you quietly,
Close, close to you,
I just want to see you sleep peacefully,
Bend down,
Kiss your eyes gently,
You subconsciously held me in your arms,
A happy smile appeared at the corners of the mouth.
My light,
Surrounded by your solid arms,
Your undulating breasts,
With two warm heartbeats,
In our sleep, we completed our sacred union with each other.
From then on, I became your shadow,
You became my whole world,
You are me, I am you,
You and I are inseparable and close as one person.
I really want to be that warm cup of fragrant tea on your desk.
Moisten your throat when you are thirsty;
I really want to be one of those sweet sake at your dinner party.
Pour out cups and cups, pour out all troubles;
When the weather is hot,
I want to be a beautiful folding fan in your hand,
Bring you coolness and drive away annoying mosquitoes;
In winter, I want to be a flaming fire.
Warm your frozen hands and feet and drive away the cold for you.
Let's go on a long leisure trip together.
Accompanied by mountains and rivers, blended with vegetation.
Look at the flowers blooming and falling in the four seasons, look at the clouds rolling in the sky,
Make tea, make wine, talk about poetry, gamble on books and splash ink.
Be a fairy couple in this life,
Wash away the lead, forget the world, forget the machine.
Honey.
When I come to your world, I won't leave.
Accompany you through the storm,
Accompany you to the ends of the earth,
Straight to the end of the world!
I miss you, I have the desire to light a bonfire.
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Miss you, in the lonely wind,
Waiting for the vast moonlight in Yaochi,
I don't know if you're like me,
The footsteps of winter are approaching,
Have the desire to light a basket of bonfires.
/
Miss you, like the sunshine in winter,
Once turned indifference into kindness,
The cold fog explains the homesickness,
Like ice and snow melting, rippling in the spring,
No more ignorance and hesitation.
/
Miss you, take courage,
Walking through the gallery of Tang poetry and Song poetry,
One by one, put on flowered skirts,
Rhythm beats the ruthlessness of thought,
I can't find clothes and makeup that suit me.
/
So you became a chrysanthemum,
Alone on the frosted window lattice,
Tears of narcissism.
Longgua blooming like a sickle,
I want to bring back the beautiful scenery.
/
The original drunken dream after promotion,
Nailed to the colorful snow,
There is a plum blossom,
Waiting in the high wall in winter,
Drunk red proudly reflects snow and spits incense.
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Sing a little song to ease the desolation of winter.
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Years frost on your face,
Write down the cold season in your dream,
Pour a glass of old wine,
To protect yourself from frostbite,
I miss you in the light of the stove.
/
Years frost on your face,
Fold the chrysanthemum fragrance,
Colorful,
Cover up the vicissitudes of life through mud,
Bury the desolation of the cup of sorrow,
In the wind, the pride of a chrysanthemum is in the cavity.
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Years frost on your face,
Plug in the wings that carry dreams,
Sing a little song of good news,
To solve the desolation of winter.
Build a wall for the nest with a dry skill.
/
If the winter is not desolate,
How can I understand,
There should be no hesitation in those bright lights,
Always hurt my mood,
Let the years turn into the past.
/
Who played solo?
Turn desolation into bright starlight,
In the dry winter,
Bloom and ignite the fragrance of spring,
Let magpie turn plum blossom into a swan song.
I miss you. Do you know I miss you?
I often take out my mobile phone.
See if you have any messages.
Even if I knew, the chances were so small that it was impossible.
I'm waiting.
You know, I miss you.
I will write a series of heartfelt words in the space.
Finally ... but press the send key.
I'm just afraid to bother you again.
Now you have a new life.
I only wait for you.
You know, I miss you.
I opened WeChat and read the message you sent.
Look silently, never praise, never comment.
I always thought it was a sweet feeling.
Like strong coffee.
I'll wait for you quietly.
If I miss you, it's just somewhere.
That overlooking direction
I wonder if you will meet me.
Will feel that way.
Even if, just that moment, that second time.
I will wait for you behind you.
I miss you when night falls.
Stars all over the sky
I will make a wish in my heart.
Even if I trade my life for it.
Just turn around for a thousand years.
I'm waiting for you, just for that flash in the pan.
I miss you. Alcohol and tobacco are the capital I breathe into my lungs.
Just like the story of the prince and princess in the dream.
Love never dies, never changes for thousands of years.
Just to pour out my heart
I miss you, just smiling.
I miss you and just pray for you.
Only bless you!
Modern poetry misses you in June and June, and poetry misses you.
In June, purple hibiscus flowers are in full bloom, as pure as purple sea water.
The purple scarf slipped from her neck and scattered purple all over the floor.
I like your deep eyes and warm skin in the sea.
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In June, plum rains followed, and fruit farmers harvested Portuguese grapes.
Tea farmers harvest new green, and wheat seedlings enjoy a bumper harvest.
I harvest poetically in the rich season.
Miss your meadow.
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In June, the purple hibiscus slipped in the twilight.
Miss you as beautiful as spring.
Miss you, flowers bloom and fall.
In the time that has passed all the way.
Yin Yun had a thin, indifferent and dull time.
How wonderful and happy you are!
Thank you for your participation today.
Thank you for your sunshine.
Thank you for your warmth and concern.
In June, I missed your longing in my poems.
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After all, we are ordinary people who eat human fireworks.
What you need is fresh water supply every day.
Warm sunshine, and
Love is everywhere-
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One encounter is enough to warm a lifetime.
This poetic summer
Poetry shines because of you.
Because of you, poetry is on fire.
Poetry ripples because of you.
Wandering around with your beautiful poems.
In June, I miss you poetically-I miss you.
I miss you. The wind outside the window is very cold.
Blow into the brow and fall into the bottom of my heart
The heart-rending thoughts between the frowns brushed my heart again.
Maybe only words in this cold winter
It is a flower that will not wither.
Open at the tip of the pen, open in the heart.
It is also in this cold winter wind.
I whisper in the wind.
If time could be turned back
Na Yue met on that day of that year.
Can you come back this winter?
Sitting in this cold winter
In that city's past
Love is like fireworks.
Beautiful and distressing.
Standing on the shore of time
Can't get close, but can't bear to stay away.
Full of affection,
Distance through time
Gently close to your heart
Wrap your heart with true feelings
In the tunnel of time
Sow endless love
Autumn rain soaked the eyes of the past.
I hid my heart from my eyes to my heart.
Your warmth is scattered in the fleeting time.
Pick them up carefully one by one.
Fold into a beautiful secret
In this cold winter.
Let you live in my heart
Plant flowers and plants for you in my heart.
You look at the flowers with a smile
I look at you with a smile.
No matter the passage of time or the age.
It will be brilliant, spring year after year.
Miss you, modern poem 8 is close at hand,
I am far from home.
You know,
I miss you many times every day.
You know,
I often think of our happy time together.
You know,
I don't often read text messages and circle of friends when you are around.
You know,
I always want to call you;
But I'm afraid I'll disturb everything.
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You know,
I miss you when I walk,
I missed you at dinner,
I miss you when I listen to music.
You know,
I missed you at dinner,
Don't be too busy;
Instead of eating on time.
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You know,
I'll miss you before I go to bed,
The dream is full of your busy shadow;
Don't use busyness as an excuse,
Sacrifice sleep time;
You know,
Without rest, there is no work;
You must pay attention to these,
You must take care of yourself.
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You know,
Everything is difficult at the beginning,
I'm afraid you'll get angry if you're anxious,
Your teeth will hurt again;
I feel even more distressed,
Don't work too hard.
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If you are a mother-in-law,
You may be tired of saying so;
I just want you to pay attention to your health,
Dear sister,
I miss you again;
I wish you all the best in the distance,
Return to your hometown as soon as possible;
Go back to the person you love!
I miss you, modern poetry, etc. There is a snow.
Another snow
When the breeze comes, the garden will be full of flowers.
I haven't waited for your return.
My thoughts
Like this
Green spring breeze spreads all over Jiang Nanan.
On the boundless horizon
dance
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How many days?
Sleep with your name on your pillow.
The warmth of mutual companionship
Fall into the dream of keeping promises every night.
I weave my thoughts into wind chimes.
Hanging in the window of memory
As long as the wind is blowing
Then I waved your name and reveled.
Enlarge your happiness.
Accompanied by my flowery loneliness.
The climbing vine in the poem
Interwoven with endless love for you
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Standing in a poem, thinking of you.
Your smile is the rhythm of poetry.
Your figure is the language of poetry.
My deep affection is the eternal theme of this poem.
My missing is the lingering emotion in the poem.
All these poems written with love
Immerse yourself in the wind, frost and rain, and embrace the clouds, the moon and the rivers and mountains.
Day and night grinding
Grind into a cup and pour wine for you at the welcome table.
/
Standing in a poem, thinking of you.
Look at the vicissitudes of the sun and moon
Watch the breeze write brilliance on the cheeks of the years.
Watch butterflies sing in the sea.
Watching the flowers climb up the shoulders of the flowing clouds.
Keep the promise of Sanshengshi Bank
Miss you quietly
Miss your green spring.
Miss your modern poem 10 in that lonely autumn.
I firmly believe that love is supreme.
Think back to what I did to you all the way.
/
Your manners
Always warm my cold heart.
Because as soon as I see you,
My troubles and sorrows will drift away with the wind.
/
You are like a master of knowledge.
It always infects me.
My mood
Always because of your joys and sorrows.
And it's changing all the time
/
I never dare to fantasize.
Lose you
Because I have never
have
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Maybe so.
I can miss you again and again.
In the silent night
When you don't know
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done
I'm used to thinking about you secretly.
In countless nights
There is always a familiar figure in your mind.
/
Wave to me again and again.
Maybe this is a farewell to me.
I foolishly thought it was a memory of me.
Self-righteous immersed in the ocean of love
/
until one day
When you told me
I never believed that all this was true.
It's my narcissism
Or your ruthlessness
/
I ran like crazy all the way
Crying your name hysterically
And the distance between you and me
But farther and farther away.
/
you and I
Very close
It's also far away.
Maybe it's just an insurmountable gap in my heart.
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I can't lock the pen.
But I decided to lock my love and sadness for you.
The mind made one last painful struggle.
Miss you for the last time