Aesthetic modern love poems

1. The poem about love is beautiful and modern.

Modern love poems are beautiful. Beautiful modern love poems.

Yan Yuhong

Spring flowers, rainy nights, some thoughts about snow.

Autumn waters eventually turn into tears.

A few strands of affection

How can Iraqis come back?

Looking at the moon alone

Mo Wen, where am I from?

I just want to use colorful words.

Go back with you

Look at the moon alone in spring.

The pasture is sad and fragrant.

Looking for the world alone

Travel around the world

I just want to go back with you.

Mo Wen, where am I from?

Peeking at the moon alone

confused

Look at your face.

Yan Yuhong

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Text/Xiaoyao's persistence in dreams

This is my smoke ring.

Thick, light and scattered.

Missing pervades quietly in the dusk.

Can't catch it

There is a rosy cloud on the horizon.

Down and out mountain stream

Think of the rainbow yesterday's gorgeous world of mortals, just like seeing it for the first time.

Why are you so worried?

Look at the poisonous color of Schumann Shahua.

With the last taste

Turn into a smile in tears

Dusty laziness

Mourn the prodigal son on a sunny day

2. Modern love poems

The first time I saw you was the most beautiful encounter in my life.

Making a promise with you is the most eternal scenery in my plain years. I've always wanted to say that wherever I go, the place I want to go most is by your side.

May we love each other until the end of time. I believe we can wait for our hair to turn gray together.

You are here, I am here, and the seas run dry and the rocks crumble. Not too gorgeous, only one sentence I like you, but it can make each other care.

Honey, you know, even though I'm black and blue, I still have the strength to love you. Some people only look at you, but they affect your life.

Life is like wrapping jiaozi. No matter what stuffing you are, I will wrap you tightly in my heart. No matter how the boiled water of life is cooked, my love for you will never fade! How many people have been hurt by love, how many people's hearts have been hurt, how many memories have been destroyed, how many feelings have been hurt, how many memories have been lost, and how many memories have been lost. Even if a moth puts out the fire, it still doesn't hesitate. They only look at love and hurt themselves, but they can't end their lives. They shed a lot of spoony tears, drank a glass of turbid wine and tasted how much ordinary love! If you are my lotus, let me keep a long-term affection for you in my life! "My eyes are raining for her, but my heart is holding an umbrella for her. This is love. " At least once in your life, forget yourself for whom.

I really like you. Please believe me.

Let the tide of love come closer to us bit by bit. No matter how big the storm is, I will be by your side to shelter you from the wind and rain. I want to love someone, that is, the determination to abandon everything and only be with her.

Love, without reason, is because of the throb of the heart, affection, no excuse, a thousand times looking back. Even if the world disappears, my love for you is still there.

Put that oath gently on your finger and the two of them will be together forever. A growth is just a fall, and only the old times bring us happiness.

Love is simple: one you, single-minded. The most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old with you.

Kiss, open your hand, and let love stay here. With calm love, I will accompany you to see the fleeting scenery.

Although you are not the best, you are the only one I love. I would like to spend ten thousand cycles for you and me forever.

You are forever, no matter how long, no matter how far, I will always love you. The oath of love will always be with you and me.

Just because I took one more look at you in the crowd, I never forgot your face again.

Hold you in my heart, hold my hand, and silently pray that God will guide me, not for eternity, but for being by your side. Thinking about you is something I don't have to think about every day. As time goes by, you remain in my heart.

Although there are many flowers, there are no duplicates. I hope you are my destiny takes a hand. There are many people who like you and don't lack me, but I love very few people, only you! No matter how the years change, my love for you has never changed! Just for one person, all my life, the ends of the earth, I only wish you peace! As long as I am with you, there is nothing I don't want to do. Let me protect you forever! We are all unique, let's get to know each other by destiny, and let's spend our lives together with love! On that day, you were the end of the world and I was the cape, in pairs. At that time, you were the bright moon, I was the clear spring, and I was full of worries about life. I love you every day, love you every moment, miss you every minute, and hope that God can complete our life! I have no time to participate in your past, and I will accompany you to the end in your future! I will wait for you in spring. As the mountains and rivers agreed, if you look up and see clouds floating in the sky that day, it will be the most beautiful meeting in our life. Who will fight for hegemony? Now I have pointed my finger at the end of the world, but I just want to caress the piano for you and be carefree from now on! At that time, on the West Lake, you played for the Iraqi people, and the Iraqi people danced for you, and you couldn't play all the love in your last life. The blue butterfly was drunk among the flowers and walked around the world hand in hand.

Waiting for the years to change, my love for you has never changed! The love of a lifetime is only for Iraqis! Do you know you are my favorite person? It is not impossible to go through fire and water for you. I have never loved you so much. When I met you, I felt I was the luckiest person! Among thousands of people, flowers bloom and fall in that season, and you and I first met; On that sunny and flowing day, you and I knew each other; When Xia Feng looked at the stars tenderly side by side, you and I fell in love. I would rather spend my whole life waiting for you to find that I have been by your side and never gone far.

Love is not that deep. Being together is the greatest happiness. Because of you, I believe in true love. Because of you, I believe forever.

I want to tell you loudly that you have always been in my world. We all say that no matter what happens in the future, don't forget some childish promises! I miss you in the sky, in front of me, in my heart, and in my heart.

Talk about love for the purpose of marriage once in your life, and then stay together like that. In the fleeting time, the years are good. Once in a lifetime, talk about a love for the purpose of marriage! Believe for the last time, go straight ahead and you will reach the end of your life. With me, nothing can be greater than you.

Love is the first time we meet, but we still miss it after thousands of turns. Where are you, that is, you want to be the end of the world that I miss.

I will spend my life with you and protect you. The first time I saw you was the most beautiful encounter in my life.

Making a promise with you is the most eternal scenery in my plain years. The only meanness in this life is that you are mine.

Thinking about the future with you, I'm not afraid of anything else. 20 16 with your company, I believe that we will not be afraid of wind and rain.

3. Modern love poems

When you are young, if you love someone,

Please be gentle with him.

No matter how long you have been in love,

If you can always be gentle with each other, then,

All the moments will be flawless beauty.

If you have to part, say goodbye,

I also thank you in my heart for giving you a memory.

When you grow up, you will know that when you look back,

Youth without resentment has no regrets,

Like a quiet full moon on the mountain.

-"Youth without Complaints"

How to let you meet me

In my best moment, for this.

I prayed in front of the Buddha for 500 years.

Begging him to let us have a dusty relationship.

Then the Buddha turned me into a tree.

Follow the path you may take.

In the blooming flowers, I wait in the sun.

Every flower carries my previous hopes.

Please listen carefully when you come near.

The trembling leaves are my passion for waiting,

When you walked under the tree, you didn't notice me.

On the ground behind you

Friend, that's not a petal.

It is my withered heart

A flowering tree

If I have an afterlife,

Just to get together with you once.

Just for the moment after billions of light years.

All the sweetness and sadness are in a flash.

Then let it happen.

Everything appears in an instant.

Let me bow and thank all the planets for their help.

Let me meet you and leave you.

Completed a poem written by God.

And then grow old.

-"select"

You draw sadness in the corner of your eye.

I put wandering on my forehead.

You add a few strands of white hair to your mind.

I let the years carve my gaunt hands.

Then we pass by the corner.

Cold no longer know each other.

ah

Dear friend

Please don't blame that youthful appearance.

We are makeup artists ourselves.

-"Encounter"

4. Beautiful modern love poems

Lu Qian's Skills remembers that when I was young, you loved talking and I loved laughing.

Once sat side by side under a peach tree, the wind was at the treetop, and the birds were singing. I don't know how to fall asleep, but I know how many flowers fall in my dreams.

Lin's "You are an April Day on Earth", I said that you are an April Day on Earth, and the laughter around you is bright, and the light spirit dances and changes in the splendor of spring. You are a soft star blowing from the sky in early April, and the drizzle inadvertently sprinkled in front of the flowers. You are the crown of flowers, you are naive and solemn, you are the goose yellow after the full moon melts every night, you are like the green that has just sprouted, and you are gentle and happy. In the dream of Bai Lianhua, you are a tree with flowers and swallows whispering among the beams. You are love and warmth. I hope you are an April day on earth. How did Xi Murong's A Tree Blossoms let you meet me at my most beautiful moment? I prayed in front of the Buddha for 500 years for us to become a dust Buddha, so I turned into a tree, growing in the sun along the road you must pass, and carefully blooming with flowers. Blooming is my hope in my previous life. When you approach, please listen carefully to the trembling leaves, which is my passion for waiting. When you finally ignore those friends who have fallen behind you, it is not petals, but my withered heart. I am a cloud in the sky, which occasionally projects on your heart-you don't have to be surprised, let alone happy-and disappears in a flash. You and I met in the dark sea, you have yours, I have mine, direction; It would be better if you remember, but you'd better forget the light released at this meeting! I don't know which direction the wind blows. I don't know which direction the wind blows-I am spinning in the light waves of my dream.

I don't know which direction the wind blows-I am in a dream, her tenderness, my intoxication. I don't know from which direction the wind is blowing-I am in a dream, and sweetness is the glory in my dream.

I don't know from which direction the wind blows-I am in a dream, her ingratitude, my sadness. I don't know from which direction the wind is blowing-I am in a dream and my heart is broken in the sadness in my dream! I don't know which direction the wind is blowing-I'm in a dream, and darkness is the glory in my dream.

I am a wayward child from the ancient city. Maybe I am a spoiled child by my mother. I am willful. I hope every moment is as beautiful as colored crayons. I hope I can draw a clumsy and free eye on my beloved white paper. I want to draw a sky, feathers and leaves belonging to the sky, light green nights and apples. I want to draw a smile that dew can see in the morning, and draw all the youngest ones without pain. Painful love painted my imaginary lover. She has never seen a cloud. Her eyes are the color of a clear sky. She always looks at me forever. Watch, never suddenly turn your head. I want to paint a distant landscape, a clear horizon and water waves, many happy rivers and hills-full of faint fluff. I let them get close, let them fall in love, let every acquiescence, every quiet spring excitement become Xiaohua's birthday. I also want to paint the future. I've never met her. It's impossible, but I know she is beautiful. I painted her autumn windbreaker, those burning candles and maple leaves, many hearts extinguished by loving her, those weddings and festivals that woke up early. I am a wayward child, with cellophane and illustrations of northern fairy tales. I want to draw all the misfortunes on the earth, so that all eyes accustomed to darkness can get used to light. I want to draw a downwind, and draw one higher than the next. Dashan painted the longing of the oriental nation and the sea-endless laughter. Finally, in the corner of the paper, I want to draw myself and a koala. He sat in the dark jungle of Victoria, sitting on a quiet branch. He has no home and no heart to stay far away. He only has many berry dreams and big eyes. I wish I could think about it, but I don't know why I didn't get crayons and colorful moments. All I have to do is tear up Zhang Xinai's white paper, let them look for butterflies, and let them disappear from today. I am a child spoiled by my imaginary mother. I am willfully holding an oil-paper umbrella in the rain lane, wandering alone in a long, long and lonely rain lane. I hope to meet a girl as sad as lilac. She is lilac-like color, lilac-like fragrance, lilac-like sadness, sadness in the rain, sadness and hesitation; She wanders in this lonely rain lane, holding an oil-paper umbrella, silently sad like me, and sad and disappointed like me.

She silently approached, approached and took a breath. She floated like a dream, dreamlike, sad and confused. Like lilacs floating in a dream, this girl drifted by me; She walked away silently, walked away, walked towards the crumbling fence and walked through the rainy path.

In the elegy of the rain, her color faded, her fragrance dispersed, even her sighing eyes and the melancholy of lilacs. Holding an oil-paper umbrella, a person lingers in a long, long, long, long rain lane, hoping to float past a girl with a clove knot.

Shu Ting's "To the Oak Tree" If I love you-I will never show off on your branches like climbing Campbell; If I love you-I will never repeat monotonous songs for the shade like an spoony bird; It is not just like the cool comfort sent by spring for many years; Not only does it increase height and set off dignity like a dangerous peak. Even during the day.

Even spring rain. No, these are not enough! I must be a kapok beside you, standing with you as a tree.

Roots, clinging to underground leaves, touch each other in the clouds. Every time a gust of wind passes, we greet each other, but no one understands us.

You have your copper branches and iron stems, like knives, swords and halberds; I have my red flowers, like a heavy sigh and a heroic torch. We share cold waves, storms and lightning; We like mist, flowing mist and rainbow.

Seemingly separated forever, but dependent for life. This is great love, this is loyalty: love-not only your stalwart body, but also the position you insist on, the land under your feet.

Xu Mozi's "Biekangqiao" left me gently, just as I came gently; I waved my hand gently and bid farewell to the clouds in the western sky. The golden willow by the river is the bride in the sunset; Beautiful shadows in the waves ripple in my heart.

5. Seek modern love poems.

I will wait for Yu Guangzhong forever.

If I hear you pour out in the morning, the most beautiful

That verb, if it died that night,

What am I afraid of? When I love

If you can't love heartily, you must love sadly.

This summer, your beauty stung me for no reason

As long as you reach out, a miracle will land.

In the open palm, there is your landing.

In the palm of my hand, the palm of the lotus.

For example, the evening in late summer, facing the pool full of fragrance.

Facing the quiet and spontaneous combustion soul

Who will promise me?

What if I call you by your nickname?

As long as there is in the pool, as long as there is in summer.

A petal of red, why did I meet you?

Lotus is the nickname of Pearl Krabs, and Lotus is Pearl Krabs.

Read Pearl Krabs, and meet people when you meet lotus.

As long as there is in my heart, as long as there is in my dream.

There is also a smell that summer is dying.

That is, stubble is everywhere, that is, the stars are not extinguished.

Still the soul of the lotus.

Forever, I will wait for you to separate your lips, say it and spit out that verb.

People who have loved are far from forgetting. Injury prevention

Trauma is always there. My scar

Scary red, branded lotus.

6. Modern poetry, about feelings

The modern poem about love is 1. You are beyond my imagination, and I am beyond your imagination.

2. Spring breeze and other young people can't help but hate leisure. 3. Love is caring, love is dedication, it is the pain of missing, it is the sweetness of memories, it is inseparable, it is the expectation of the morning, lover, how are you? 4. Love is a harmonious fusion of two similar natures in an infinite sense.

5, love you quickly, only a lifetime; I love you for a short time, but I just want to live forever. 6. If you love too fast, will heartbreak follow? Too many promises, will the future be blank! 7. In fact, love is an onion. If you peel them off one by one, one will make you cry.

What you need to pay in this process is perseverance, tolerance, patience and passion. 8, the vast sea of people, gentleness is the navigation that loves you; On a bleak and cold night, warmth just wants to hug you; Live a long life and enjoy the beautiful scenery together with you; Heaven and earth are long, love you forever; You are the only one in this world who is my soul's support! 9. I will cherish myself more in the days without you; In the years without me, you should take good care of yourself? 10, whether it is your original stock or not, I am willing to be your potential stock. After marriage, I will become an excellent student, and excellent students will get dividends every year.

1 1, I give all the true feelings in the world to the moon and ask her to light up every shadow in your life! 12, how can you walk alone in the world without sitting alone with the window and leaving alone? There is no loneliness in the world! 13, I don't know if my soul is broken, but I have a dream. My love, except the moon in the sky, who knows?

14, love is a plate of sand, gentle enough to have a home; Love is a glass of wine, sweet and long. 15, love is fate, love is touching, love is habit, love is tolerance, love is sacrifice, love is understanding, and love is a lifelong commitment.

16, love if you feel right! But don't say forever, every day feels different, let alone the future. 17, after parting, remember to meet each other and dream of being with you several times.

18, love takes time; Love also needs honesty; Love needs words to express. 19, it doesn't take long to love someone, it takes a lifetime to love someone, and even the best past is just a memory. To miss the past is to give up the future.

20. Ask me how long I love you, only one more day than forever! Romantic and beautiful love sentence 1, you are destined to be the scenery I will stay in this life, and I will never give up. For you, I am willing to cut my finger, drop my blood into a circle, and embrace your tenderness. Even if the roses are scattered into mud and crushed into dust, I am willing to wait for the heartache of this life.

2. Love a song, sing it with all your heart and tears, write your feelings and hate with blood, and read your own story, a love and a sorrow, so that this life will be moved, let this moment cry for it, and let many pens with no regrets write sad songs for it. Nirvana Que Ci, allow me to freeze three feet, let acacia still water flow deeply, when the night is deeper, ask the wind outside the curtain, who is the silhouette to comfort me? I have you in this life, so my love is so strong. In fact, I have learned the last look when you leave, which is the most helpless decision in the world. Your disappointment is silent.

4. If you love someone and keep a love, you can go for an outing together in early spring, enjoy the lotus together in midsummer, enjoy the moon together in early autumn and go to Xun Mei together in late winter. You are not tired, but happy, ordinary and dull. Then, there will be no regrets in this life.

I have always thought that I am a very rational person in terms of feelings. I can grasp the size and know how to measure the distance. But in front of you, I lost my heart and soul. Is this the so-called love? I don't know, I really don't know, I only know that this feeling is very beautiful and sweet, which makes me reluctant and unforgettable. 6. The eyes are like water, reflecting the stars outside the window.

Blurred starlight, flickering faintly in the faint clouds. Your breath is everywhere in the air.

You are a dream that I can't forget in this life and a love that I can't interpret. 7, a misty rain, a lovesickness, you in memory, just a soul, your body is still in the ancient southern town, if you can meet a story in the rain, then she would rather cut this bitter lovesickness rain flower.

8. It is a passion and a kind of happiness to miss you. Thinking of you is the source of my happiness, which brings me back to the seed age of love, and that yearning spreads in my heart ... 9. My heart is on the road, and I intend to be far away. The branches in July are gradually covered with green fruit pulp.

Behind my bright smile, only you can understand the lingering sadness. 10, who is hopelessly waiting for whom, and who will leave who behind? Who is obsessed with loneliness for whom, and who demotes who to nothingness? Broken-hearted ruler can't measure the distance of lovesickness. Tiny corners of the mouth are dotted in the night sky. I miss your heart ... 1 1. You are a love song, a poem of the soul, chasing your faint back with a paddle and a sail. From a distance, you are the flower that can't bloom as scheduled in my life.

12, perhaps, in this life, you are destined to be an insurmountable love gap in my destiny. I know that in the future, you will always be in my heart. Even if loving you will make me lonely all the time, I will still keep my memories. In the lush season and sad days, I will devote myself wholeheartedly to my obsession.

13, love, be willing to be dull, but not dull; Should be willing to be ordinary, but not ordinary. No longer think about the past, no longer cling to the past.

14, the smoke has started. I'll wait for you at the door. The sun goes down, I'll wait for you on the hillside.

The leaves are yellow. I will wait for you under the tree. The moon is bent. I'll wait for you in the fifteenth.

It's raining in Mao Mao. I'll wait for you under the umbrella. The running water is frozen. I'll wait for you by the river.

Life is tired, I will wait for you in heaven. We are old, and I will wait for you in the afterlife.

15, the shallow time immersed in lovesickness flows leisurely from the other side of you and me. The fleeting footsteps shattered the wordless vicissitudes.

The vivid past in my heart is a melancholy that can never be erased in my eyes. 16, if meeting is fate, this fate always comes and goes in a hurry. Fate comes and goes like duckweed on the sea. When we meet briefly, we will face all kinds of things. Feelings may be the most fragile, and it hurts when touched. How much unforgettable love has drifted with the wind in the world of mortals, and how much acacia has scattered in the rain? Lonely midnight, I am thinking.

7. Dear literary masters, seek beautiful modern love poems.

These sentences you said can only be regarded as meaningful words, not as modern poems, because of the lack of image management: let me help you find some modern poems I have read: …………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

The earth and the sky are one. You call me a woman and strengthen my body. I am a white feather body as soft as water. You hold me in your hand, and I will hold the world. I am so dazzling in the sun, you can't believe that I am the gentlest and most sensible woman who sees through everything but is willing to share everything. A winter, a huge night bound my heart. I want to hold your hand, but in front of you, my posture is a fiasco. When you leave, my pain will be. The sun rises for the whole world! I only care about you with the most hateful tenderness. I have my own way. Call for help, and my soul can help? As my blood, the sea can lift me to the foot of sunset. Who remembers me? But I remember more than my whole life, such as Oak and goddess peak. You should search online.

Yongming Zhai is a poetry group, so this group of poems in the Woods also need to be read well, in the name of women and in the name of love. Give it to him as long as you want. I love him and I will give you everything-my soul and my body.

Ivy-soft arms and lily-pure lips are waiting for you. Love swells the master's heart; Gentle longing, like the tide looking for the beach, drowns you.

What's the use of bright eyes if you don't exist in them; Just like a night without stars, the quiet pond is dark. Late at night, I can only send a messenger with wings, with cherished promises and bitter thoughts. It came back sadly-your window was asleep.

There is not a word of love in the poem, but the name of the other party that people ignore is chosen as the object of chanting, and extraordinary artistic wine is brewed.

Call your name softly every night with the lightest voice in the world. Write your name, draw your name, and dream of your shining name.

Like the sun, like the stars, your name. Like a lamp, like a diamond, your name.

Like a flying spark, like lightning, your name. Like the burning of the virgin forest, your name.

Carve your name, carve your name on the tree, carve your name on the immortal tree of life. When this plant grows into a towering old tree, ah, how good, how good, your name is bigger.

It's big. Your name. Here we go. Your name.

So, call your name gently and gently. …………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

Let's look at the "echo" of love. I don't remember how thin you are. I tried to hold you with my hands, but you hid by the river between the seven holes. Suddenly I saw my grass-colored face, clamoring to become a narcissus. No matter what I say through a row of geese overhead, you repeatedly ask, "After 1000 years, I lost weight and cried, where will you be?" I am still standing in the mountains, like a cliff in thousands of feet, echoing your sadness. ........................................................................................................................, for example, Beyond Smoke and Because of the Wind, if you like, you can directly search for love poems to read. He is called the poet demon, but it has great fame.

The following is Love's One Question and Two Types: Dialectics of Love. The end of life, a woman's life, is under the beam. The woman didn't come, the water didn't go, and she died holding the beam. -Zhuangzi One Piece: I'll wait for you in the water, inch by inch to your knees and to your throat. My eyes floating on the river are still bright, and my ears are still looking at a bluestone path. My nepotism caresses thistle, which fluctuates in my swollen body thousands of times every month. On the stone pillar, moss is covered with oyster hair, and I cling to the pier like a nest of water snakes, tangled in the rapids. I will wait for you in the water, I will wait for you in the water, I will wait for you in the ashes. Type 2: I'll wait for you under the bridge, and the rain is as urgent as the sound of shoes crossing the bridge. Is that your emergency appointment? Holding that small umbrella full of clouds and jingling vows like small copper coins, I will wait for you under the bridge, waiting for you to come out of the rain. The river rose to my feet and waist, and the vortex around my mouth gradually expanded to the face of the deceased. I began to fear the current. It's too cold. Lonely and empty, like a fish after spawning, I believe you won't come. I am willing to pull out a white feather for love birds in the sky and go ashore. I'm heartless, but I blame the water for coming faster than you. A bunch of roses will be swept away by the waves and will float to your hands one day. ..................................................................................

There are times when you just sneak away for love.