The poem about lovelorn is modern.

1. Your topic about modern poetry about lovelorn reminds me, hehe, I wrote it when I was lovelorn. Take it out and share it. Absolutely original.

I'm walking.

I was walking,

There must be dawn ahead.

The night is not terrible,

The terrible thing is that the heart is darker than night.

There are thousands of roads in the world,

Wherever you go, it is an irresponsible void.

Choice is another kind of giving up.

Giving up is another kind of persistence.

Persistence is another kind of helplessness.

Helplessness is another kind of waiting.

Waiting is another kind of wandering.

Wandering is another freedom.

Comfort is another kind of forgetting.

Just forget your own shadow.

As a result, the image in the mirror is getting blurred.

As a result, people in life are becoming more and more clear.

So, stop looking in the mirror.

So, put away the dresser.

When everything starts from where it happened

When everything goes back to where it happened

Origin, point, edge point. far point

The logic of a madman is reasonable,

So the world went crazy.

When the sun burns the earth,

So the earth accepted the setting of the sun.

Light, as unreliable as language,

How can you say nothing?

The wind blew away the sand.

The sand took me away.

What did I leave behind?

What, me again?

2. A modern poem about lovelorn 1. I once loved you, Pushkin. I once loved you: love, perhaps, has not completely died out in my mind. I hope I won't bother you again, and I don't want to make you sad again.

I once loved you silently and hopelessly. I put up with shyness and jealousy. I once loved you so sincerely and tenderly. May God bless you to find someone who loves you as much as I do. 2. I will be silent. Author: Pushkin I will be silent! However, if this string can sing in a low voice when I am sad; If there are young men and women who listen to me silently, they have lamented the long-term pain of my love; If you yourself, while being deeply moved, can quietly whisper my sad poems and like the warm words in my heart ... If you love me ... Oh, dear friend, please allow me to make the last song of the harp full of tenderness in the sacred name of infatuation and resentment! ..... So, when the dream of death covers my deep sleep, you can say sadly at my grave urn, "I love him, and I inspire him to have the last love and the last song."

3, it's all over. Author: Pushkin, it's all over, and it's not broken anymore. I hug your knees for the last time and say this heartbreaking sentence. It's all over-I've heard the answer.

I don't want to chase after you who I loved, and I don't want to deceive myself again; Perhaps, the past will eventually be forgotten by me, and I will never have a chance to love again in this life. You are young and naive, and many people will love you.

4. My lovelorn Lu Xun, my love is on the hillside; I want to find her. I bow my head and cry when the mountain is high. My lover gave me a hundred butterfly towels; Give her back what: an owl.

From then on, you turned your back on me, and somehow I was scared. My love is in the city; People who want to find her are crowded and can't cry when they look up.

My lover gave me a map of Shuangyan; Give her what: sugar-coated haws. From then on, he turned his back on me and confused me inexplicably.

My love is by the river; I want to find her in the depths of the river, tears can't touch my eyes. My lover gave me a gold watch; Give her back what: antiperspirant.

From then on, he turned his back on me and made me nervous for no reason. My love is good at home; I want to find her. I don't have a car. I can't shake my head and cry.

My lover sent me roses; Give her back what: practice the snake in red. Turn your back on me from now on.

I don't know why.-Let her go! 5. Why are roses so pale? Dear Heine, can you tell me why roses are so pale? Why do tribal violets wither in the valley? Lark, why are you singing so sadly? Why does the loveliest Xiang Lei smell of death? Why does the sunshine on the grass frown so coldly? Why does brown land rot like a grave? Why have I become haggard? My dearest person, why did you abandon me? .

3. What are the classic poems describing lovelorn? 1, a moment that should last forever, has come and gone unconsciously.

From the original poem "Jinse" by Li Shangyin, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, I wonder why my Jinse has fifty strings, each of which has a flowery interval, representing youth. Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.

Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.

Why do exquisite musical instruments have fifty strings, each of which makes people miss the good times? Zhuang Zhou danced in his sleep and turned into a butterfly, hoping that the emperor would entrust his hatred to Du Fu.

Things change, the bright moon is in the sky, and Jiao Ren's tears are beads; Lantian is sunny and warm, and you can see good jade and good smoke. The feelings of joys, sorrows and sorrows cannot be recalled today, but they have been inadvertently long ago.

2, lazy flower evaluation, half-edge repair half-edge Jun Yuan Zhen, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote the original poem "Five Poems Thinking Four", which was once difficult for Yong Po.

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. After the magnificent sea, the water elsewhere is not worth seeing.

I am intoxicated in Wushan's dream of sex rain, and the scenery elsewhere is not called sex rain. Even among the flowers, I am too lazy to look back; This reason is partly due to the abstinence of monks and partly because you have had it.

There are two or three trees in Jiangtou now, which are pathetic and lingering in spring. From the original poem "Five Poems of Lisao" written by Yuan Zhen, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, the self-love mirror is full of hair.

Soon the rising sun shone on Rouge's cheek, as if a red flower had come back to life, as if to be changed. The mountain spring flows around the steps, and thousands of trees and peach blossoms reflect the small building.

I turned the book lazily, got up lazily, and combed my hair through the crystal curtain. Dahongluo always pursues fashionable and popular patterns, and the embroidered yarn is as tender as the patterned yarn dyed koji.

Don't think the material of the cloth is too weak yet. Silk and weft are the best. Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed.

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. At that time, a hundred flowers were blooming, and I just picked a white flower for you, a woman with white skin.

Now I stand quietly like two or three trees, and there is only one poor green leaf to spend the late spring with me. I love to appreciate the residual makeup in the mirror in the morning, and the hairpin is full of hair.

In a short time, the rising sun shone on the rouge cheeks, as if a red flower was waking up and blooming, as if to melt. The mountain spring flows slowly around the street, and the small building is hidden in thousands of peach blossoms.

I did nothing (upstairs) reading Taoist books, didn't get up, and watched (you were in front of the dresser) combing your hair through the crystal curtain. Luo Hong, a knitting technique, always pursues fashionable and novel patterns. The tulle embroidered with Qin Jilie (a parrot-like bird) is dyed as smooth as a wine song.

Don't think that the material of the cloth is too weak. A little silk with sparse warp and weft is the most pleasant. Once you have experienced the boundless sea, you feel that the water elsewhere is dwarfed; Once I experienced the clouds in Wushan, I felt that the clouds in other places were eclipsed.

Even among the flowers, I am too lazy to look back. Maybe it's because of the monastery, maybe it's because of you. At that time, a hundred flowers were blooming, but I just picked a white pear flower and gave it to you, a fair-skinned woman.

Now I stand quietly by the river like those two or three trees, but only a green leaf accompanies me through the last spring. 4. Li Yuan's disciple Bai Fuxin and eunuchs are winking at her pepper garden; .

Excerpted from the original poem "Song of Eternal Sorrow" by Bai Juyi, a poet in Tang Dynasty; Bai Fuxin, a disciple of Li Yuan, and eunuchs in her pepper yard. . Fireflies were flying on the throne, and he was meditating in the twilight. , he will extend the wick to its end and still never fall asleep. ..

Bells and drums will slowly ring the long night, and before dawn, the Milky Way in the sky will become clear. And the porcelain mandarin ducks on the roof grow thick morning frost, and the jade is cold, so who and who * * *.

The distance between life and death is year after year, but no beloved soul has visited his dream. There lived a Taoist priest in Lingqiong. He was a guest in the sky and could summon the gods through his concentration.

People were moved by the emperor's constant meditation, and they begged the Taoist priest to see if he could find her. He opened a path in space, like lightning, cut through the sky, up and down, looking for it everywhere.

The singers and dancers in the pear garden have snow-white hair, and the beauty of the ladies-in-waiting in the pepper room has faded. At night, fireflies danced in the palace, and Xuanzong quietly missed the imperial concubine, but the lights were still hard to sleep.

The slower the bell and drum sound, the longer the night, and the milky way will light up during the day. Who sleeps with the king in a cold jade quilt? Yin and Yang are separated by one year. Why have you never appeared in my dream? A Taoist priest came to Chang 'an from Lin Qiong. It is said that he can attract the soul of the imperial concubine with his heart.

He was moved by the feeling that the king missed the imperial concubine, so the Taoist priest tried his best to find her soul. Walking like lightning, I search the sky and the ground.

5, wait and change, but it is so popular, but it is easy to change. The word "Magnolia" comes from the poem "Magnolia, Antique Definitions and Friends of Cambodia" by the poet Nalan Xingde in the Qing Dynasty. If life is just like the first time, why draw a fan in the autumn wind?

It is easy to change, and it is also easy to change. Lishan language stops midnight, and the rain bell doesn't complain.

More importantly, if you are lucky, you will be more willing than before. If we all get along like we met for the first time, how wonderful life would be, and there would be no pain of parting and lovesickness now.

It's easy to change your heart now, but you say it's easy to change your heart in this world. I think, the vows of eternal love between the Tang Emperor and the imperial concubine are still in my ears, but there is finally a decisive difference. Even so, there is no resentment.

The unlucky Jin Ichiro who is with me now is not as good as the wish made by Emperor Tang Ming.

4. Write a modern poem with the theme of lovelorn, which rhymes and feels like it. If I leave, I refuse to copy it. There will be no future. ...

It's time to get up. ...

I won't wait for you to drift away …

Only I know what kind of suffering I have experienced, and I will swallow it in my heart bit by bit without telling anyone … ..

I have long understood that you have never taken care of me, and you have never cherished me, so why bother me …

Even if I want to know your news, I know I can't say anything or ask anything. It's best to close your eyes, cover your ears and refuse all news about you …

Anyway, it's time to wake up …

When I woke up, I found that ..

It turns out that I have never seen you …

The only remaining memories are about us, those seemingly beautiful memories …

Memory, a noun, is always associated with verb torture to me.

Now I keep telling myself again and again, because she doesn't love you anymore. No matter how much you do, it's useless ... you should learn to give up.

Love. Scattered. Bullets. Let go. .

It's time to go, staying too long will only increase the sadness in my heart …

Say goodbye gently …

Get out of this emotional entanglement ...

Say goodbye softly. ..

Even if we meet again one day, I'm not myself now …

I will never sneak into your space again to see if you have written a new diary.

I will never guess what your feelings are represented by those words again. .

I will never guess from those clues whether you are well or not again. .

I will never keep a diary with my heart again, because you will always turn it over easily and there will be no ripples.

Just like we agreed.

In fact ... in fact ... in fact ... our future will never intersect again.

You have yours, and I have my tomorrow.

That's it.

I will remember today.

I have already left. ...

If I leave, There will be no future. ...

5. Classic poems describing lovelorn love 1. Funny poems describing lovelorn are rarely seen among modern celebrities, but many are written by writers, movie lines or funny dialogues in life. The following are some selected and adapted for reference:

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It rains a lot on Tanabata.

The lovelorn pedestrian wants to break his soul.

Excuse me, where is the magpie bridge?

Yue Lao pointed to the Arctic Village.

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People who have never died since ancient times,

You have to die sooner or later.

Who cares about the man of god in the world,

One thought, two thoughts and three dislikes.

Law of heartbeat: When kissing the person you like,

The heartbeat reaches 250, it must be the first love.

If the heart rate reaches 180, it must be cheating.

The heartbeat reaches 120, so you must be in love.

Heart rate reaches 80, that must be the wife.

Heart rate reaches 30. It must be a dinosaur.

If the heartbeat reaches 0, it must be a heart jam.

If the heartbeat reaches below zero, it must be lovelorn.

I have been wandering between a lady and a vulgar girl.

I have been wandering between a gentleman and a savage.

Love without marriage purpose is obscene.

All relationships aimed at marriage are high-level hooligans.

I like you, it's none of your business. I'll try it if I like it.

I don't like you, it's none of your business. You can not like me. Just try it.

The most painful thing in the world is that the number of lovelorn days is directly proportional to grades, wages and flow.

The most painful thing in the world: being told to break up when preparing for the holiday on Valentine's Day.

People in love say that the second row of letters on the keyboard means from right to left: it is love to open a chrysanthemum to attack and defend.

The lovelorn person said that the second row of letters on the keyboard means from right to left: I fell in love with each other and cried.

A lovelorn summer

I just know now,

Why summer will come,

There are many lovelorn people,

Because two people,

It's too hot to sleep,

You can heat up together

Yes, that's all.

The difference between life and death.

You are such a playboy,

Just finished the winter vacation, thinking about the summer vacation.

Just after eating radish, I thought of vegetables.

Your appearance affects my healthy growth every minute. Oh, I won't see you grow two centimeters less a day if I go.

Do you have any complaints about that expressive world? Just lovelorn. People are shot every minute in this world.

Confucius' father was almost 70 years old when he was born, while Confucius' mother was only 17 years old.

It doesn't matter if you are lovelorn. When I am 70 years old, I will also find a girl of 17.

Give birth to a Confucius …

Determined to be secularized since childhood, I fell in love with a girl and was abandoned. As a result, I had to go up the mountain and go back to the temple.

From small to large, the only constant

It's the braver heart that pokes after being lovelorn.

If you don't want to answer my phone, just say so.

Don't always make people say sorry for you.

I remember the first girl I chased in my freshman year. I sent her a message that night: I like you. What should I do?

She answered in three words: unrequited love!

I've often failed recently,

Who knows,

It's not that I have a bad personality,

It is the girl who often sits at the top of the class who doesn't want me.

Universities often have door-to-door sales and sell daily necessities once a day.

Ask a buddy: How do you usually drown your sorrows by drinking?

This guy replied: Qingdao, Jin Xue, Erguotou and so on.

The salesman said quickly, come on, come on, that's not good enough. Try my (Libai) Libai Detergent, and I'll let you fly to the sky in thousands of feet, and you'll feel comfortable.

A person's longest love history is probably narcissism.

Long hair, short marriage, short hair and long marriage. I want to have my hair cut short after falling in love.

I am not the wind, and you are not the sand. No matter how lingering, you can't reach the end of the world.

Don't be too kind to me, lest I be reluctant to go after falling in love, either a nun or a monk temple.