Somebody help me, Liu Qian. I like you. "A few modern love poems or poems. The meaning is deeper! ! !

Liu Qian, I like you,

Wandering in the whispers of Shuang Yan,

Beautiful images fall between the spring breeze.

I stood there alone,

Happiness is like the ripple of a stream.

Joy and sadness are often out of order,

Your smile is always spinning in my heart.