Use poetry and inner monologue to write your own love and feelings

I am waiting for you

I am waiting for you.

I looked at the dusk outdoors

as if looking at the future,

My heart was blinded by my hearing.

Why don’t you come? Hope

is allowed to bloom in every second.

I am waiting for your steps,

your smile, your face,

your soft hair,

Waiting for everything about you;

Hope dies every second

Where are you?

I want you, I want your heart to ache,

I want your flaming smile,

I want your flexible waist,

The flying stars in the corner of your eyes;

I am trapped in the intoxicating atmosphere,

like an island,

in the python green sea Between the waves, I am floating and sinking involuntarily...

Oh, I eagerly long for your arrival

I long for that magical flower< /p>

Get on top of time!

Why don’t you come, bear with me!

You know it, I know you know it,

This is a fatal blow to me,

Kill to death the person who was first released in my life Yangchun,

teaches the darkness as solid as the iron in the mine,

oppresses my thoughts and breathing;

kills the poor buds of hope,< /p>

Leave me, like a prisoner, to

jealousy and sorrow, raw shame

and the cruelty of despair.

This may be foolishness. Maybe he is crazy.

I believe that I am indeed crazy;

But I cannot turn the rudder of an already directional rudder,

No wind from all directions will allow me to do so. Hesitation─

I can't look back, fate drives me!

I also know that this is probably the road to

destruction, but

For you, for you,

I am willing to do anything ;

This is not only my passion,

my only reason also says so.

Crazy! I want to smash the fiber of a life

To touch a woman’s heart!

What you want to win, and what you can win, is at most

her drop of tear,

her indifferent sneer;

But I am willing, even if

the news of my pink body is passed to

a stubborn stone, she will regard me as

a rat in the burrow. , a worm,

I am still willing!

It is unconditional to be true when you are crazy.

God cannot change a person

A heart that is obsessed with it is like a general

Sometimes soldiers who were on the verge of death were recalled.

In vain, everything is in vain,

Your absence is an undeniable fact,

Although there is a burning fire in my heart,

p>

Hungry for everything about you,

Your hair, your smile, your hands and feet;

Any fantasy and prayer

Can't shorten the distance between you and me by an inch

!

The dusk outdoors has turned into the darkness of the night.

The branches are covered with ice and snow.

The birds have gone away. Their chirping,

silence is the universe that uniformly wears filial piety.

The needles on the clock kept moving

Mysterious gestures, like pointing,

Like sympathy, like ridicule,

< p>Every time I am deeply moved, I hear it as

the death knell of my own heart

buried alive.