There is a poem about inner feelings 1. What poems can touch people's hearts?
1. Sunrise in the east and rain in the west. The road is sunny but sunny. -Tang Liu Yuxi's two poems about Zhi Zhu, the first part.
Interpretation: The sunrise in the east and the rain in the west are said to be sunny but sunny.
2. Look for him in the crowd. Suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit. -Song Xin Qiqi, jade case? Yuanxi
Interpretation: I searched for her thousands of times in the crowd, suddenly turned around, but inadvertently found her in the scattered lights.
3. Hold your hand and grow old with your son. -The Book of Songs? Hurricane? Drumming sound
Interpretation: Hold your hand and grow old with your son.
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. -Don Li Shangyin's "Jinse"
Interpretation: A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I realize it.
People don't know where to go, but peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. -Tang Cuihu's "South Village of Beijing"
Interpretation: When I came here again today, the girl didn't know where she had gone, only the peach blossom was still smiling and blooming in the spring breeze.
6. If life is just like the first sight, how can it be sad in the autumn wind? -Qing Nalanxingde's Mulan Ci? Antique, rejecting the word "Cambodian friend"
Interpretation: Getting along with the right person should always be as sweet, warm, affectionate and happy as when we first met.
7. once the sea was difficult for water, it was always amber. -Tang Yuanzhen's "Leaving Thoughts"
Interpretation: Once you have been to the seaside, there is not enough water in other places; Clouds in other places are not called clouds except Wushan Mountain.
8. After dusk, Dongli wine has dark fragrance sleeves. -Song Liqing took photos of "Drunk Flower Shadows, Mist, Thick Clouds, Song of Eternal Sorrow"
Commentary: After drinking in Dongli at dusk, the fragrance of Huang Ju overflowed my sleeve.
9. How worried can Jun be? Like a river flowing eastward. -Five Dynasties Li Yu's Young Beauty
Interpretation: Ask me how much sadness I have in my heart, just like this endless spring water rolling east.
10. The green purple stripes are lingering in my heart. If I didn't go to see you, didn't you receive my letter? -"The Book of Songs Zheng Feng Ji Zi"
Interpretation: Green is your collar, and leisure is my state of mind. Even though I didn't go to see you, didn't you receive my letter?
2. Sentences describing inner feelings
One person can't understand another.
If you understand, you won't be lonely.
Hold your hand and grow old together.
She is so lonely and white, like camellia.
I want to go with you.
I want to go with love
I'm fine.
It always snows in winter when you are around.
I wonder if it's cold.
Even if it's cold.
Spring has come, the flowers are blooming, and you are gone.
I will stay here.
Not going anywhere.
But I love you.
Want to be with you forever
always be together
You are on the other side of the world.
How can I tell you?
Try to forget you.
I don't like it.
But I want to try.
Take a deep breath in the air
It smells like our love.
But you can't smell it.
But you can't smell it.
3. Ask for some poems that touch your heart
Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.
Never tire of seeing it, but Jingting Mountain. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know that I have lived and died for ten years. If you don't think about it, you'll never forget it! Things must be stopped, and tears flow first at this door last year today. Peach blossoms set each other off and people don't know where to go. Peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.
There are infinite painters in the world only when there are thousands of tears, and a sad painting can't make people absent. It is a negative moment for the geese to return empty.
A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light. Spring is as old as ever.
People are empty and thin. Tears flooded her face.
I moved, my soul flew, suddenly woke up, and grew up in my pillow and mat, which was the cloud I had lost in. You were born before I was born, but I was old when you were born. When I hate it, I am always good to you. I live at the head of the Yangtze River and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day and drink the Yangtze River water.
Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be. Fortunately, I didn't forget to look for it. It's deserted and miserable here.
When it's warm and cold, it's the hardest to rest. The tree wants to be quiet and the wind will not stop, and the son wants to be filial and not kiss.
I don't know if I am a dream guest, but I am insatiable in one day. Sunset is like blood, silent sigh and laughter. The sound of waiting for a year is a light year away, and tears are falling. I hate not seeing each other before marriage.
If life is just like the first time, why is it sad to draw a fan in the autumn wind? It is easy to change, and it is also easy to change. Xiao Xuan's window is dressed and cared for each other, but there are only tears. Once the sea was difficult for water, it was always amber. Two people in a generation fight for two ecstasy all their lives.
Acacia don't look at each other, who is spring? There are trees on the mountain and branches on the wood. I like you, but you don't know. Where will I wake up after drinking tonight, Yang Liuan? It is better to have no life than to know me like this.
Four planes, Yuanyang wants to fly together, and the poor old man knows few friends first, and the string is broken. Who spilled tea while listening to gambling books? At that time, the only way was ordinary. She kept an empty boat at the estuary, except for the bright moon and the cold water chapter, which was too flowing. Are you in the past? Even if the note looks old, you should climb over other people's hands. Who will sit alone in the bright window? There are two of us. I died today and was buried. I don't know when Nong will die.
The man who buried the flowers is laughing today, but who did he know when he buried them? Let's see the residual flowers of spring gradually falling, which is the time when beauty dies of old age. There is no sad song for me, I don't know what happened.
Heroes have been out of purgatory since ancient times and have never been rich. Thirty fame, dust, blue sea, clear sky and night heart, all cold branches refuse to live, lonely sandbars are cold.
The wind has stopped the dust, the fragrant flowers have blossomed, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are not everything, I want to cry first. It is said that Shuangxi spring is still good, and I plan to go boating, for fear that Shuangxi can't bear much worry.
The carved fence is still made of jade, but Zhu Yan changed it. Last night, the small building was easterly, just like a river flowing eastward. Now that the courtyard is across the horizon, I remember a pear tree on the street, and I remember several green screens exposed in the shade of flowers. Affectionate feelings have hurt parting since ancient times, and neglecting the clear autumn festival is even worse. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.
Flowers from Shui Piao to water, a kind of acacia, two leisurely places. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
Ah, there is love in life, and love is in the depths of madness. This is not irrelevant to hate-the wind overhead, the moon in the sky. Red crisp hands, Huangteng wine, Mancheng spring willow.
East Wind Evil commemorates his departure with subtle joy and melancholy. No, no, no.
4. A complete set of psychological sentences describing moving.
1.
My heart is surging like a calm lake.
Layers of microwave, over time, my heart is even more emotional.
Excitement and joy.
2.
At this time, my heart is like a broken riverbed that is trickling.
The trickle moistens slowly.
3.
In my small heart, there seems to be a warm current in my heart.
Shuttle by.
4.
Tears flowed out of his eyes, and the faint Du gently slipped to.
Mouth, but, I taste this sweet tear,
laugh
5.
It is like a hot spring, slowly flowing into mine.
My heart is full of wisdom.
6.
My nose is sour and I want to fill my eyes.
Tears, gloves, Xiaohong understands.
laugh heartily
…
…
7.
It may be fun for him, but brake
That room moved me to tears.
……
8.
Look at Tao's mother like a drowned rat, look at her.
That kind face makes me feel a warm current.
I couldn't help crying again.
9.
I feel a warm current in my heart.
Head, tears can't help but flow down.
10.
That happened at school last year, but
I remember it clearly,
So far, it has deeply touched me.
5. Famous aphorisms about being deeply moved
In fact, moving is as simple as that, which comes from smiling and spreads all my life.
Adam sandler, moving is life.
Truth is touching.
Tears swirled in my eyes and accidentally fell down. Maybe I was tempted just a second ago. Tears are the reward for the first second, and moving is as simple as that! Yes While being touched by others, I also touched others, because moving is as simple as that!
Because I am moved, I have been there; Because of you, so happy! Moved year after year, thinking year after year, walking into life! Spring caresses the grass, and the grass smiles so gently; The grass touched the sun, and the sun shone so brilliantly; The sun touches the clouds, and the clouds dance so lingering; Clouds touch the starry sky, and the starry sky shines so brightly.
6. I want to find a touching poem, which makes people feel moved.
See and not see
Tsangyang Gyatso
Have you seen me?
I was there.
Not sad or happy.
You can either read me or you can't read me.
Love is there.
Don't come or go.
Do you love me or not?
Love is there.
Neither increasing nor decreasing.
Are you with me or not?
My hand is in your hand.
Never give up.
Come into my arms.
or
Let me live in your heart
Silent love
Silence and happiness
7. Poems about moving
Modern poetry
When I entered the rainy season,
Mom just passed by.
Give half of the umbrella for the child to shelter from the wind and rain to the mother.
Mother pushed it to me again,
Ah, the child under the umbrella,
Mom outside the umbrella.
Rain is no longer rain,
It was a tear of happiness that God sent to the world.
Life is like walking on a stormy road.
Mother is at the front.
Send some umbrellas to protect the children from the wind and rain to their mothers.
Mother pushed it to me again,
Ah, the child under the umbrella,
Mom outside the umbrella.
Rain is no longer rain,
It was a tear of happiness that God sent to the world.
Dear mom, I love you.
I will always be your child.
I always need the touch of your palm.
Dear mom, I love you.
Just like a stream's affection for a mountain.
I hug you warmly and tightly.
Selflessly cherish the warmth of spring.
I am a wild goose flying south.
The desire to be as fresh as cream.
I love you, my dear mother.
I love you, the smell of mountains, air and water.
In my youth, you designed it carefully for me.
Every second, every minute of my life.
On many bright red days.
With the poetry and enthusiasm of my stream
Write poetry on your wrinkled forehead.
Pick a bunch of the brightest roses,
With all my dear words to my mother,
Mom said I was stupid,
Roses are flowers that symbolize love.
I don't know,
It is also a flower that the child gave to his mother.
I haven't heard my mother tell jokes about my childhood for a long time.
I regret it,
Those who fall asleep before listening,
Mom said, silly boy,
A mother will never finish what she has to say to her children.
-dedicated to mother
Go to the oak tree
If I love you-
Unlike climbing Campbell,
Show off with your tall branches:
If I love you-
Never imitate spoony birds,
Repeat monotonous songs for the shade;
It is not just like a fountain,
Send cool comfort all year round;
It is not just like a dangerous peak, it increases your height and sets off your dignity.
Even during the day.
Even spring rain.
No, these are not enough!
I must be a kapok beside you,
Standing with you as the image of a tree.
Roots, close to the ground,
Leaves, touching in the clouds.
Every time a gust of wind blows,
We all greet each other,
But no one
Understand what we said.
You have your copper branches and iron stems,
Like a knife, like a sword,
Like halberds,
I have my red flowers,
Like a heavy sigh,
Like a heroic torch,
We share cold waves, storms and lightning;
We enjoy the fog, the rainbow,
As if we were separated forever,
But they depend on each other all their lives,
This is great love,
Loyalty is here:
love
Not only love your strong body,
I also love your stand, the land under your feet.
Classical poetry
Hold your hand and grow old with your son.
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, I don't think about it, I will never forget it, I am alone in a grave, and there is nowhere to talk. When we meet, we should not know each other. Our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty. At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and Xiao Xuan window was dressing up, caring for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is estimated that the annual heartbroken place, moonlit night, short matsuoka.
When was this hatred? Lost step, cold rain rest, buried flowers. I had a long dream for three years. I think I woke up. Material also has feelings, and the world is tasteless. Not as cold and lonely as the dust on the night platform. The card issuer made a promise, but then abandoned it.
If there are Pisces in Chongquan. It is good to know him, who he has been suffering from, and who he is relying on. I turned around from midnight, and I endured listening to Xiang Xian's excuse. When it's over, he'll know himself. I'm afraid it's unlucky for both of them, and they're going to live in the wind and sleep outdoors again. Clear tears, confetti.
8. Find sentences that describe your inner feelings.
When I saw this scene, a warm current swept over my heart. I couldn't believe my eyes. I could feel tears swirling in my eyes and coming out soon. The fact that he helped me was so unbelievable and shocking.
My heart is surging, like a mirror-flat lake with layers of microwaves. For a long time, my heart was filled with gratitude and joy.
9. Ask for sentences that touch your heart
I don't know what happened, but it was deep. Peony Pavilion
Get busy living or get busy dying. The Shawshank Redemption
Holding your hand is like holding your right hand with your left hand, but it hurts to cut it off! a sigh
When you are young, you think everything has an answer, but when you are old, you may feel that there is no such thing as an answer in life. Fallen angels.
When I grow up, I am often asked by others: "What's the use?" I suddenly realized that many people grew up with this problem.
I'm not sure-is this something to be thankful for? It was not until I repeatedly confirmed that "the most important thing in life is actually useless" that I felt really lucky.
Life is not for use.
Love, glory, justice, dignity and civilization, which have repeatedly saved me and comforted me in gloomy moments, are "useless" to many people, but I insist that they are all treasures of life and can withstand repeated pursuits.
Kevin Tsai