Modern poems about beautiful love 1. Seek ancient poems or modern poems describing the beauty of love
Bamboo branch lyrics by Liu Yuxi
Yangliu is at the level of the green river, and wenlang sings a mountain song on the river and mountain.
The sun rises in the east and rains in the west.
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Last night's stars, last night's wind, the west side of the painting building Guitang East.
I'm not sure if I've ever seen the same thing before, but I'm not sure if I've ever seen the same thing before.
The next seat to send hooks spring wine warm, divided Cao shot over the wax lamp red.
The drums and drums of the world's most famous and most famous artists are all over the world, and they are all over the world, and they are all over the world.
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It's hard to say goodbye when you see each other.
The silk worm is not exhausted until it dies, and the wax torch turns into ashes and the tears begin to dry up.
At dawn, the mirror is saddened by the change in the temples of the clouds, and at night, the moonlight is cold.
Penglai is not far away, and the birds are eager to see it.
The Magpie Bridge Immortal by Qin Guan
The slender clouds are delicate, the flying stars are hateful, and the silver man is a long way from the dark side. The first time they met, they were better than the rest of the world. The love is like water, the good time is like a dream, and I can't bear to look at the magpie bridge and return to the road. If the two love is a long time, and not in the, morning and evening.
Love Roy? Clift [Ireland]
I love you, not only because of your look,
but also because, together with you, my look.
I love you, not just for what you do for me,
but for what I can do for you.
I love you because you can call out the most true part of me.
I love you because you cross the wilderness of my mind
as easily as sunlight penetrates crystal,
and my foolishness and my weaknesses
barely exist in your gaze.
And the most beautiful place in my heart,
is illuminated by your light,
no one else has bothered to go that far,
no one else has found it too much trouble to look,
so no one has found my beauty,
so no one has ever been here.
2. Modern Poetry About Love
Meeting you at first sight was the most beautiful encounter of my life.
A promise with you is the most eternal scenery in my prime years. I've always wanted to say, no matter where I go, I want to go to your side the most.
May we love each other until the end of time. I believe we can be together, waiting for the green silk to become white hair.
You are in, I am in, is the sea withered stone rotten. There is no excessive splendor, only one sentence I like you, but can let each other hold on to the heart.
Dear, do you know, even if all the scars, I still have the residual power to love you. Some people you only look at a glance, but affects its life.
Life is like wrapping dumplings, no matter what you are filling, I will tightly wrap you in my heart, how to cook the boiling water of life, can not wear off my love for you! Love is hurt, how many people suffer, how many memories brake, love is sad, how many cold clear, how many thoughts fall, even if the moth to the flame but still righteous, only view love, hurt people hurt themselves, but a lifetime can not be cut off, fall a long time lovesickness, how many tears of infatuation, drink a cup of cloudy wine, how much taste of the world's love! If you are my lotus, then let me keep a long love for you in this life! "The eyes are raining for her, but the heart is holding an umbrella for her, this is love. "At least once in a lifetime, forget yourself for the sake of whom.
I love you with all my heart. Please believe me.
Let the tide of love little by little phase us close to each other, no matter the wind and waves, I will be at your side to protect you from the wind and rain. I want to love a person, is to abandon everything, only wish to stay with her determination.
Love, there is no reason, because of the heart throbbing, love, there is no excuse, because of a thousand times look back. Even if the world disappears, my love for you is still there.
Put that oath gently wear in your finger, from now on the two individuals live forever. The only thing that will bring us happiness is the old days.
Love is very simple: one you, one heart. The most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old with you.
Kiss and open your hand, let love stay at this moment. There are waves of love, I accompany you to see the scenery of the current year.
Although you are not the best, but is my unique, the only deep love. I would like to use ten thousand times reincarnation, in exchange for you and I a long time.
You are forever, no matter how long, no matter how far, life and death love you unchanged. The vow of mutual love will always be with you and me.
Just because in the crowd looked at you one more time, never forget your face.
Put you in the heart, closed the palm of the hand, silently praying to God to guide me in the direction, do not ask for a long time, but only at your side. I don't want to think of you as something I don't have to think about every day, let time wash away, you have stayed in my heart.
Although there are a lot of flowers, but there is no duplication of one, but I hope you are my life has long been destined. Like you a lot of people, not missing me a, but I love very few people, only you one! No matter how the years change, my love for you had never changed! Only for one person, the whole life, the end of the world, only wish you peace! As long as you are with you, there is what is not willing to, let me a lifetime forever to guard you! We are all unique, any one of the fate of the word let us know each other, with love let us keep each other for a lifetime! On that day, you are the end of the world, I am the corner of the sea, two look at each other. In that life, you are the bright moon, I am the spring, three lifetimes of Chinese hair, a lifetime of attachment. Love you every day, love you every moment, think of you every moment, think of you every minute, may God fulfill us in this life! Your past is too late for me to participate in, your future I will accompany you to the end! I'm waiting for you in the spring, the mountains and rivers years of agreement, if you look up and see the clouds floating on that day, that is the most beautiful encounter in our lives Three worlds, for whom to fight for the throne, and now I have the sword to the end of the world, but I just want to play the zither for you, and from now on there is no attachment! In that life, the shore of the Xizi Lake, Jun for Iren on the strings, Iren for Jun dance, play not all the love affair in the past life, dance not finish a life of blue butterflies drunken flowers, hand in hand at the end of the world.
Waiting for the blossoming of flowers and the changing of the years, my love for you had never changed! A lifetime of love, only for Iren and pining! Do you know that you are my favorite person, for you to go through fire is not impossible, never loved so deep, met you I feel I am the most fortunate person! In millions of people, in that a brocade year that season of flowers, you and I first met; in that sunny, small bridges and water day, you and I know each other; in that the summer wind is gentle, side by side to enjoy the stars, you and I love each other. I'd rather spend my life waiting for you to realize that I've always been by your side and never gone far.
Love, there is no such thing as profound, to be able to rely on each other is the greatest happiness Because you, I believe in true love, because you, I believe in forever.
I want to tell you loudly, you have been in my world. We have said that no matter how to be good in the future, do not forget that some naive promises made at the beginning! I want you to think of you in the sky, think of you in front of you, think of you in your mind, think of you in your heart.
A lifetime of such a time, to talk about a marriage for the purpose of love, and then just like that to keep each other, in the flow of the years, years of peace. The first thing you need to do is to get married and have a good time! I believe that if you keep walking, you will be able to reach your white head. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world.
Love is the first meeting of the heartbeat, a hundred turns of the still miss. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
I will use my heart, a lifetime of time to accompany you, guard you. The first time I saw you, it was the most beautiful encounter in my life.
A promise with you is the most eternal scenery in my colorful years. The only miserliness in this life is that you are mine.
Thinking about my future with you, everything else is not afraid of. 2016 with you, I believe we will certainly not fear the wind and rain.
3. What are the modern poems about love
If life is only like the first time you see it, what is the matter of the autumn wind sad painting fan? The old man's heart is so easy to change, but the old man's heart is so easy to change.
The night is half over after the speech at Lixi Mountain, and the rainy night bells do not complain. I wish I could have been more fortunate than I was, and I wish I could have been more fortunate than I was.
--Nalan Seide Butterfly Lovers Author: Su Shi Era: Song Genre: Lyrics Category: Unknown When the flowers have faded into red, the green apricots are small. When the swallows are flying, the green water is surrounded by people's homes.
The willow on the branches is less and less. The world is not a place where there are no fragrant grasses.
The wall of the swing outside the wall. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the world, and then you'll be able to see the world.
The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world with a heart of gold.
Li Shangyin (李商隐), a poet, said: "I have no reason to think about the years of my life. The first time I saw it, it was a very beautiful and beautiful day, and I was very happy to see it.
The moon on the Canghai Sea is bright and there are tears in the pearl, and the sun on the blue field is warm and there is smoke in the jade. The first thing you need to do is to get the money to pay for it.
Jiangchengzi The night of the twentieth day of the first month of the second year of the lunar calendar, I remembered my dream, but I was not sure if I could remember it. The first time I saw it, it was a very good one, and the second time I saw it, it was a very good one.
The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.
The first time I saw you was when I was a kid, and I was a kid, and I was a kid, and I was a kid, and I was a kid.
The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.
This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world who has been in the world for a long time.
We have no words for each other, but we have tears. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new pair of shoes, and then you'll be able to get your hands on a new pair of shoes.
The Song of Long Hate The Emperor of the Han Dynasty thought about the color of his country, and he was unable to find it for many years. The song is about a young woman who has grown up in the Yang family, but has not been recognized by the people.
The Yang family's daughter was born to be a beautiful woman, but she was chosen to be the king's side. The first time I saw her, I was so happy to see her, and she was so happy to see me.
The spring cold gives bath Hua Qing Pond, the hot spring water slippery wash gel fat. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
The clouds and temples, the flower face and the golden steps, the hibiscus tent warms up the spring night. The night is short and the sun is high, and the king will not come to court in the morning from now on.
The Huanxian service banquet has no time to spare, spring from the spring tour night specializing in the night. The harem of three thousand people, three thousand favorites in a body.
The golden house is made up to serve the night, and the jade palace is drunk and spring. The only way to get to the top of the list is to have a good time, and to have a good time with your friends.
The world's parents are not born with a son, but with a daughter. The first time I saw this was when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night.
The slow song and the slow dance of the bamboo and silk, the king of the day to see the insufficient. The drums of the fisherman's yang (pí) drums are moving on the ground, breaking the "Nishang Yuyi Qu Qu" (Neishang Yuyi Qu).
The city's nine queues are full of smoke and dust, and thousands of riders are traveling southwest. The first time I saw it, it was a very good one, and I was very happy to see it.
The six armies have no choice but to die before their horses. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a pair of shoes, and then you'll be able to get your hands on a pair of shoes.
The king could not save his face, but he looked back and saw the blood and tears flowing together. The yellow dust is scattered and the wind is sluggish, and the cloud stacks are winding their way up to the sword pavilion.
The Emei Mountains are less traveled, and the flags have no light, and the sun is thin. The water of the river is blue, the mountains are green, and the holy lord is in love with them.
The moon is the color of sadness in the palace, and the bells are the sound of broken hearts in the night rain. The sky is spinning back to the dragon harness, to this hesitation can not go.
Mawei (wéi) slope in the mud, not see the jade face empty place of death. The king and his ministers were all dressed in their clothes, and they looked east to the capital gate and believed that the horses would return.
Returning to the pool garden are still the same, too liquid hibiscus not central willow. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world. The spring wind, peach and plum blossom night, autumn rain, sycamore leaves fall.
West Palace South (a "court") more fall grass, fallen leaves full of steps red does not sweep. The Pearland brothers white hair new, pepper room A supervisor green e old.
The evening hall fireflies think quietly, lonely lamps picked out not sleep. The bells and drums of the night are late, and the starry night is about to dawn.
The lovebirds and the lovebirds are cold and frosty, and the jade coverlet is cold. I've been away from life and death for years, and my soul has never come to my dream. The Taoist monk from Lin Qiong, Hong Du guest, can be sincere to the soul.
In order to feel the King's thoughts, so teach the priests to look for. The first time I saw this, I was able to find a way to get to the center of the world, and I was able to find a way to get to the center of the world.
The first time I saw this, I heard that there was an immortal mountain on the sea, and that the mountain was a great place to live. The first thing I heard was that there was an immortal mountain on the sea, and the mountain was in the middle of nothingness.
The pavilion is exquisite, the clouds rise, in which there are more fairies. The word "Tazen" is used in the name of one of them, and the snowy skin and flowery appearance are different.
The Golden Que West Room bibimbap, and the little jade reported double success. The first time I saw her was when she was in the middle of the night, and she was in the middle of the night, and she was in the middle of the night.
The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night. The cloud sideburns half partial new sleep (jué), the flower crown is not whole down the hall to come.
The wind is blowing, and the wind is floating in the air, as if it were a neon dress and feather dance. The wind is blowing, and the wind is blowing, and the wind is blowing, and the wind is blowing.
The first time I saw you was when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night. The first time I saw you, I was so happy to see you, and I was so happy to see you.
Looking back down at the world, I don't see the dust and mist of Changan. The only thing I can do is to show my deep affection for the old things, and send the tin alloy hairpin to them.
The hairpin is a fan, and the hairpin is a gold coin. But the heart is as firm as a golden tin, and we will meet in heaven and on earth.
The words are sent again before the parting, and in the words there is an oath that the two hearts know each other. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
In the sky, I wish to be a bird with two wings, in the earth, I wish to be a branch. The world is not a place where you can't see the end of the line, but it's a place where you can't see the end of the line.
The first time I saw you was when I was a young man, and I was a young woman, and I was a young woman, and I was a young woman, and I was a young woman, and I was a young woman, and I was a young woman, and I was a young woman. The first thing you need to do is to get rid of all your worries. The first time I saw you, I was so happy to see you, and I was so happy to see you.
I can't help but feel the cold rain in the morning and the wind in the evening. The first time I saw this, I was so happy to see you, and I was so happy to see you.
Since people grow to hate each other, the water grows long east. Qin Guan: "Magpie Bridge Immortal" The slender clouds are delicate, the flying star passes on the hate, the Yin Han Long Long Dark Crossing.
The first time we met in the golden wind and jade dew, it was better than countless other things on earth. The first time I saw you, I was so happy to see you, and I was so happy to see you.
If two loves are long-lasting, is it not in the morning and the evening?
This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world with a heart of gold, and I've never seen one.
The flowers are in bloom, the flowers are in ruins, the geese are flying high, and the moon and the curtains are empty. The first time I saw you, I was so happy to see you, and I was so happy to see you.
The evening of the Long Pavilion, the first break in the rain. The first time I saw you, I was so happy to see you, and I was so happy to see you.
I've been looking at each other with tears in my eyes, but I'm speechless and choking on my words. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and then you can get your hands on some of the most popular ones.
The first thing you need to do is to get rid of all the stuff that you've got. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
Where are you going to wake up tonight, the willow bank, the wind and the moon. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
Even if you have a thousand kinds of feelings, how can you tell them to others? Butterfly Lovers Liu Yong stood on the dangerous building, the wind was fine, ② looking at the extreme spring sorrow, gloomy sky.
③ The grass and the smoke are still shining, and there are no words to tell you what you want to do. I'm going to get drunk, ④ I'm going to sing a song to the wine, ⑤ I'm going to enjoy the music, but it's tasteless.
⑥ The belt is getting wider and wider, and I will not regret it, ⑦ I will pine away for you. The furthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death, but the distance between me standing in front of you and you not knowing that I love you. The furthest distance in the world is not that I am standing in front of you and you don't know that I love you, but that you can't say I love you when you love me so much. The furthest distance is not that you can't say I love you, but that you can't say that I love you, but you can't say that you love each other and you can't be together. The furthest distance in the world is not that you love each other but you can't be together, but that you know true love is invincible but you pretend not to care The furthest distance in the world is not the distance between the trees but the distance between the trees.
4. Modern Love Poems About Happiness
Originally Posted By: Dumi Wenku
Romantic Love Modern Poems Part 1: Romantic Love Modern Poems Romantic and Beautiful 1. You are destined to be the scenery that my heart stops at in this life, and the attachment that I won't give up for the rest of my life. In order to you, I would like to scratch my fingers, dripping blood into a circle, circle your deep love, even if the rose fell into the mud into dust, I am also willing to wait for this world of heartache.2, love a song, sing all the tears of the heart, blood writing love sorrow and hatred, the other side of the flower blossomed no return date, reading their own story, a, a section of the love of death, so that this life for the moving, let the moment for the tears, so that how many remorseless ink pen for the lyrics of the ageless resentment song. Nirvana Que words, allow me to freeze under three feet of water, any love still water flow deep, night and deeper, the ghost asked the wind outside the curtain, who is silhouetted, comfort me thin? 3, this life has you, so my love is so strong, in fact, I have long since read the last look back at your departure, it is the world's most helpless determination, your reluctance to give up is silent. 4, if, to love a person, to keep a love, you can go trekking in the early spring, you can in the summer to enjoy the green! If you love a person and keep a love, you can go trekking together in the early spring, you can go enjoying lotus together in the summer, you can go observing the moon together in the light fall, you can go searching for plums together in the deep winter, you are not tired, but joyful, not ordinary, but plain. Then, this life will have no regrets. 5, has always thought that in terms of feelings is a very sensible person, can grasp the size, know how to measure the distance, but in front of you, messed up the square, lost the soul, is this the so-called love? I don't know, I really don't know, I just know, this feeling is very beautiful, very sweet, so I am not willing to part with, hard to forget. 6, eye waves like water, reflecting the stars outside the window. Disorientation of the starlight, in the faint clouds and smoke vaguely flashed. The air is filled with your breath. You, I can not forget the dream of this life, can not interpret the love affair. 7, a smoky rain, a love affair, the memory of you, just the soul, your body is still in the ancient southern town, if you cut a section of the story in the rain can be met with you, then she would rather cut this bitter
5. Modern Poetry on Romantic Love
To the Oaks
If I love You--
Never be like the climbing camelia,
Flaunt myself through your high branches:
If I love you--
Never be like the infatuated bird,
Repeat monotonous songs for the green shade;
If I love you,
Never be like the infatuated bird,
Repeat monotonous songs for the green shade.
Nor more than like a fountain,
which sends cool solace all the year round;
Nor more than like a perilous peak, which increases your height and sets off your majesty.
Even daylight.
Even spring rain.
No, none of these are enough!
I must be a kapok near you,
standing with you as a tree.
Roots, clasped in the ground,
leaves, touching in the clouds.
With each passing wind,
we greeted each other,
but no one
understood our words.
You have your iron and bronze branches,
like swords, like knives,
like halberds,
and I have my red flowers,
like heavy sighs,
like valiant torches,
and we share the cold tides, the winds, the thunder, and the lightning,
and we enjoy the mist, the rainbows, and the mist,
as if we were parted forever.
As if we were parted forever,
yet we are together for life,
This is great love,
and herein lies constancy:
Not only do we love your greatness,
but also where you hold on to it, the ground beneath your feet.
Not only do I love your great body,
but I also love the place you hold on to, the ground of your feet.
6. Masters of the literary world, please seek beautiful modern poems about love
The lines you mentioned can only be regarded as meaningful words but not modern poems because of the lack of management of imagery: I'll find out some modern poems I've read to help you out: ......... .............................. .............................. .............................. ........................... Zhai Yongming's "Monologue" is called a female A model of poetry I, a rhapsody, full of abyssal charms Chanced to be born by you.
Clay and sky both in one, you called me woman and fortified my body I'm a white feathery body soft as water You hold me in your hands and I contain the world Dressed in mortal flesh, in the sunlight I'm so dazzling that I make you believe I'm the gentlest and most understanding of women Seeing everything but willing to share it all Longing for a winter, a great dark night With the heart as a boundary, I want to hold your But in your presence my gesture is a fiasco, and when you go, my agony is to vomit my heart out of my mouth, to kill you with love, whose taboo is that? The sun rises for the whole world! For thee alone, with hateful tenderness all over thee, from foot to foot, I have my way, a cry for help, and a soul that can reach out its hand? The sea as my blood can lift me to the foot of the setting sun, who remembers me? But I'll remember more than a lifetime ........................ .............................. .............................. .............................. ............ Speaking of Zhai Yongming, when it comes to women's poetry and sense of independence, we have to mention Shu Ting. For example: "To the Oak Tree" and "Goddess Peak", these two you can have to search the Internet to see.
Zhai Yongming's is a group of poems, then Linzi's group of poems also need to be read, in the name of women, in the name of love. --As long as you want it, I love it, I'll give it all, to you - my soul, my body.
Arms as soft as ivy, lips as pure as lilies, are waiting for you. Love swells the heart of its owner; and tender longings, like the tide seeking the sand, will drown thee.
What is the use of the brightest eyes, if they do not reflect your presence in them; like a starless night, so is the dark pond. Late in the night, I could only send a winged messenger with precious promises and bitter thoughts, and it came back sadly - your window was asleep.
........................... .............................. .............................. .............................. ......... Kichin's "Your Name" is a love poem of a different kind. Not a single word of love appears in the poem, but the name of the other party, which one neglects, is ghostly chosen as the object of chanting, and an extraordinary artistic wine is brewed in the ordinary.
With the lightest and lightest voice in the world, I softly call your name every night. I write your name, I draw your name, and I dream of your glowing name.
Like a sun, like a star, your name. Like a lamp, like a diamond, your name.
As the flying sparks, as the lightning, thy name. As the burning of the virgin forest, you name it.
Carve your name, carve your name on the tree, carve your name on the unfading tree of life. And when the plant grows into an ancient tree, ah ah, how good, how good, your name grows big.
Bigger, your name. And brighten up, your name.
So, gently, gently, gently, gently, gently, gently, gently, gently, gently, gently, gently, gently, call your name. .............................. .............................. .............................. .............................. ...... Speaking of names recalls the lines from Silmurong's "Prayer Words": "Give me another beautiful name / so that he can call me low in the night / so that those ......" Silmurong's poetry The majority of love poems can be read, if you do not really understand like reading such a sentence will think that she lost love it: "when you are silent away , said, or did not say the words, have forgotten", of course, I will not go into detail here.
The following look at Lov's song "Echo" how can not remember how you are thin thin as a piper voice tried to hold you with both hands, but you are hiding in the seven holes in the river, I suddenly saw their own grass-colored face, and then noisy also want to turn into a narcissus, regardless of the top of the head across a line of wild geese words say something You repeatedly asked: "a thousand years later, I am thin as a mournful call when you will be in the where?" I am still in the mountains, still standing like a thousand-foot cliff, making a desolate echo just for you (This poem is not found on the Internet, typed from memory, and there may be individual errors in the subparagraphs.) .................. .............................. .............................. .............................. .................. Mr. Love's love poems are still great. For example, "beyond the smoke", "because of the wind", if you like, you can directly search for Luo Fu's poems to read, he was called the poetry of the devil can be a lot of waste of time, yo.
The following is Love's "A question of two styles: the dialectic of love" Tail Sheng and the woman period under the beam, the woman does not come, the water to do not go, hold the beam and die. --Chuang Tzu. I'm waiting for you in the water, knee-deep, drowning my belly, inch by inch, down my throat, floating on the surface of the river, my eyes still gleaming, looking down a stone path, my ears listening to the rustling of my skirts over the thistles, day by day, month by month, a thousand times lifting and lowering my distended body, the stonehenge with its moss, the arms full of oysters, the hair, entangled as a nest of water-snakes in the rapids, clinging to the abutment, I'm waiting for you a thousand fathoms away, the water is coming, I'm waiting in the water, the fire is coming, I'm dying in ashes, and I'm waiting for you a thousand fathoms away, I'm waiting in the water. I'll wait for you under the bridge. The wind is fierce, the rain is like the sound of shoes crossing the bridge. Is it your footsteps in your hurry to get to your appointment? Holding the little umbrella under which you and I *** through the drizzling twilight, filled with a pocketful of clouds and the tinkling of vows like little copper coins, I waited for you under the bridge, waiting for you to come out of the rain, for the river to rise, to swell, to reach the feet, to reach the waist, to dip into the mouths of those who shouted, and the whirlpools to widen into the faces of the dead, and I began to feel a timidity to be on the river, so cold, so lonely, so empty, as the spawning fish, so certain that you were not going to come, that the so-called "birds of a feather," I pulled a white feather out and landed. I plucked a white feather and went ashore, not because I was heartless, but because the water came faster than you, and a bouquet of roses was swept away by the waves, and one day it will float into your hands. .................. .............................. .............................. .............................. .................. Just mentioned Ximurong have to talk about Wang Guozhen, such as "silent feelings" and so on can still be read.
There are always some of these times when it is for the sake of love to quietly avoid avoiding.
7. Beautiful love poems about modern
Huma speech red
Spring flowers rain night a few thoughts snow
Autumn water fall curtains swirling tears
a few threads of love
Yi people why return
Lonesome alone look at the moon
Do not ask me where I come from
I wish to pick Huma speech red
with you.
The spring blossoms are in bloom, and I look at the moon alone
The grass is bleak, and the sky is full of fragrance
I am alone in my search for the world
Wandering to the ends of the earth
I wish to return to the world with you
Don't ask me where I am
I am lonely and I am alone in my search for the moon
In the middle of all the chaos and uncertainty
I can see that your face looks like a
Huma, and I am happy to know that you are here with me. > DT 21:22:37
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Wen / Xiao Yao's attachment to the dream
is my drifting smoke ring
Nu thick Nu faint Nu dispersed
Thoughts in the twilight quietly diffuse
The sky is a red haze
The mountain streams of the fallen
Remembering the rainbow's yesterday's splendor
If the dust is only as it was in the beginning
What is the need for so many worries
Seeing the poisonous colors of Manjushri
With the last taste
Turned into a smiling face in the teardrops
The languor of the dusty
The sunny days of mourning for the prodigal son
The sunny days of mourning for the prodigal son
The sunny days of mourning for the prodigal son
The sunny days of mourning for the prodigal son
8. Seek modern poems about love
Forever, I wait for ------- Yu Guangzhong
If I hear you pour out in the morning, the most beautiful
That verb, if I die that night
What fear do I have? When I love
I must love poignantly, and if I can't love magnificently
Your beauty has split me for no reason, this summer
Just stretch out your arm, and there will be a miracle to land
In the palm of your open hand, there will be a landing for you
In the palm of my hand, in the palm of a lotus lotus
For example, in the twilight of the end of the summer, in the face of the pool of fragrance
In the face of the soul of a silent, spontaneous combustion
In the face of the soul of the world, in the face of the world, in the face of the world, in the face of the world.
Which one, which one will say yes to me
if I call you by your nickname?
As long as there is still a pool, as long as there is still a summer day
A red petal, why should I meet you?
The lotus is Zhen Zhen's nickname, and the lotus is Zhen Zhen
When I think of Zhen Zhen, I see the lotus as a person
As long as there is still in my heart, and as long as there is still in my dream
There is still a petal of freshness and warmth, which means that the summer has already passed
That is, the remnants of the stems on the ground, and that is, the remnants of the star in the sky, the immortal one is still the lotus's soul
Forever, I will be waiting for you to part your lips, open your teeth, and spit out the verb. That verb
All those who have loved, far from forgetting. Anti-wounded
Forever traumatized. My wounds
are red and shocking, branded in the shape of a lotus flower