A collection of poems about love and poems about fate

1. Poems about love

Poems about love 1. Poems about fate

Poems: 1. Love has always been deep, but fate is shallow.

2. Being together is fate, and being together is happiness. 3. Maybe, some love is like this, it’s because the timing is wrong and the fate is not enough. 4. Some people live in high-rise buildings, some live in deep ditches, some are shining brightly, and some are covered in rust. There are thousands of kinds of people in the world. Don’t seek them from floating clouds. They are like rainbows. When you meet them, you will know they are there.

"Pumping Heartbeat" 5. Everyone comes to the world as a passer-by. Some people meet them by chance and turn around and forget about them; some people pass by them and inevitably look back. ——Bai Luomei "If You Are Well, It Will Be a Sunny Day" 6. Fate is like a book. If you flip through it accidentally, you will miss it. If you read it too carefully, you will shed tears. 7. Many years later, I learned that the first meeting was actually a reunion after a long separation. I couldn't help but feel Do not lament the wonder of fate.

8. In the early morning, I am the sea without waves. I push forward slowly, gently kiss your feet, and then leave quietly... 9. As a single, I don’t envy anyone. A couple is not the kind of person who wants to strike up a conversation when they see a girl. They are not the kind of people whose eyes light up when they see a beautiful girl. But I still long for love, and sometimes I even fantasize about it, and every fantasy is sweet and happy {not a fantasy OOXX, please don’t misunderstand me}.

I am often lonely in reality. I feel like no one understands my thoughts and I am an alien. Although I am only 18 years old, my understanding of life has changed a lot.

My ideal girlfriend used to be: in good shape, good at fitness, flirtatious, humorous and capable of making jokes, and yes, pretty. Now I just want a woman to love me sincerely. My appearance is no longer rare, but my figure must be healthy. If she is fat, I will collapse.

I don’t know how long I will be alone in this life. I believe I will wait for that person. I am a person who believes in fate. In lonely days, I will make myself more perfect. After all, a person's life is not just about having one love.

10. The reason why I won’t confess to you is not because I don’t love you enough, but because I’m afraid that our immaturity will obliterate the fate we should have. 11. For thousands of lives, everything is destined to arise and perish. ——Wang Chen, "The Most Beautiful Lover in the World" 12. Youth is a book that is too hasty.

We read it again and again with tears in our eyes. If you read it too carefully, you may burst into tears; if you read it carelessly, you may miss the wonderful parts.

13. Hello, strangers. Thousands of people met us accidentally... We turned around and saw each other at the same time. I am very happy to meet you... Do you know? If one day you see this sentence, then please allow me to smile and say: Hello. Do you know? If one day you see this sentence, then please allow me to smile again and say: Goodbye.

14. Love is like two strangers on both sides, but only a centimeter away and a world away. 15. Fate is the imagination of passionate people and the lust of unrequited love! 16. Are there two such people? Born to meet.

17. When you start to like someone, you will think that he or she is the most beautiful in the world, and you will think that all the small interactions between you and him or her are arranged by God. Okay, it seems that from now on, the script of the world is all written for you and me. Fate seems to be here.

But many things tend to develop like this. Destiny occurs but love does not arrive. Fate does not just wait. Fate can be arranged by God, but love must be earned by oneself.

Some people always complain about not being destined because they think of destiny too simply. 18. When fate becomes a necessity, it loses its value.

19. Fate does not stop, let the wind take him away. 20. The world is big, but we are small. The place that each person can stay for a long time is only so big, and the place that belongs to me, you can walk here Coming and going, how could I possibly avoid you? ! 21. Sometimes I believe that our fate is destined for three lifetimes. 22. Loneliness is like a silent film. You perform alone and take the curtain call, but no one is watching in the audience from beginning to end.

23. Meeting is fate, and both of us have peace of mind. ——Xuan Mo's "Unchangeable Life" 24. If this is an illusion, I would rather sink into it; if this is a dream, I would rather sleep forever and not wake up.

If I could continue, I'd like to know the ending.

——Mo Zhiyan's "Poetry of Mo Zhiyan" 25. Sometimes, the fate between people is like this. They change and watch each other, but they can never be together.

26. Fate in this world is not one second earlier or one second later. It is only in that moment that when I look at you, you also recognize me! This is true of love, and so is family affection. Fate is a fate that you can't get rid of even if you go around in circles.

——Liu Chenfeng "A Sunny Evening in Midsummer" 27. "Take all the charges, just for a trace of peace." 28. Follow your heart.

29. Farewellorseeyouagain. 30. Gentleness is not my nature, it is the tranquility after tempering.

Everything life gives truly changes something. Carefully discover and transform yourself, crazily looking for happiness and peace.

On the road. No one is the king of others, respect each other and celebrate each other.

Simplicity is true, fate is fate. 31. Acquaintance is the process of addition and subtraction.

From the initial accumulation of goodwill to the gradual indifference of the relationship. I don’t know when the friendship between me and my current friends will be reduced to zero. I just want to cherish the present moment.

At least many years later, when I look back on the past, I will have no regrets. 32. The acquaintance in this world is not an absolute accident, everything is destined.

Just like I want to know you, you want to know me. 33. I think about the inscription.

I understand. I can finally let go.

And bless you. Text I think I understand. All I have to do now is.

etc. The appearance of a person, the right person.

Maybe a month, a year, three years, maybe longer. I chase her.

In the end, we walked through the ups and downs and walked through the ordinary. In the park, we watched the sunset with our little Pekingese, whose white hair was blown by the wind, under the willow tree.

34. The chain of love is so heartless when it is hurt, and the fate is so empty and dispersed that it is invisible. 35. It was neither a step too early nor a step too late. I just happened to meet you. This is fate or my luck.

36. This inexplicable encounter was not only fate but also fate. 37. Materialists always want to believe that man can conquer nature, but they still wonder and fear whether some things are always destined to be destiny~——pp38. The so-called fate is just an excuse, and it can be used whether two people are together or cannot be together.

39. Our fate has long been destined to appear when each other knows how to love someone after experiencing a lot of emotional pain. 40. In fact, what I’m afraid of is not that the two of us don’t agree with each other, but that we both think the same thing. I ask myself why I am worthy of you, and you wonder why you are worthy of me.

2. Poems describing love

1. A love affair is like going to an appointment for a flower affair, the fragrance fills the face, slowly blooms on the tip of the nose and becomes a romantic encounter in the years. Some encounters don't allow you to hesitate, and they turn around and no longer meet each other. Only after being hurt, painful, and tired, do you gradually understand that what should go will go, and what should come will come. Be it love or friendship, there is no need to ask for it. beg.

2. A beautiful relationship happens when you come and I happen to be there. Sparks fly out at the right moment, sucking two hearts together like a magnet. A beautiful feeling is also just right. He was passing by, and she just happened to pass by. The chance glance shocked her and shocked him. Such love and feeling, such unexpected encounters, such coincidences are inadvertent encounters, involuntary looking back, and the continuation of destiny.

3. Everyone walks the road, and bumps and bumps are unavoidable; the world's love, the world's knot, there is nothing wrong with gatherings and separations. Only by understanding can you be tolerant; only by being tolerant can you have peace; only by looking away can you find peace. Only by being able to let go; only by seeing through can one be indifferent. 4. The closeness of two hearts is love, and it is attraction; the joy between two people is love, and attachment.

If you have not invited me, you will have peace of mind; if you have not made a vow, you will never see me again. If there is any contact, it is a casual; if there is a deep or shallow intersection, it is a tacit understanding.

Deep in the soul, there is silent support; between the soul, there is quiet listening. Feelings are not everything in life, but they are the best destination for the soul.

5. I am really willing to hold a hairpin for you, and a proverb of love. No matter when, as long as you come, my heart will bloom.

I am really willing to be with you, in my dreams and outside my dreams, covered with clear strings, holding a coir raincoat, my love determines this life, and will not let the stars in the West Tower become memories, and will not let Zhuang Sheng's dawn dream become a loss.

I really want to be with you, letting my charm and lightness linger around me all my life and singing in a low voice. With the attitude of watching my husband on the cliff, I am waiting for the boat to fly across the lake and fly towards the clouds, and embrace the beautiful and beautiful night with a smile. 6. What goes away is just passing cloud; what remains is the love worth cherishing.

Love that comes warmly may not last long; love that is dull may not be heartless and unjust. What the eyes see may be illusions, but the heart's feelings are the most real; what the ears hear may be illusions, but the heart's listening is the most important.

Time will tell us that simple love is the longest lasting; ordinary companionship is the warmest. 7. As my heart gradually calms down, lotus ripples appear inadvertently... Love is as beautiful as cherry blossoms and as eternal as stars.

When I miss you at night, you are the brightest star in the sky. When I fall asleep, your realistic thoughts turn into the most beautiful dream. It feels like I always admit that it is lovesickness only when I can't fall asleep. Fate is always believed to be eternal only after I dream. Missing is always realized when life is breathing. 8. The past love relationship has been overturned and irretrievable. In a story whose ending cannot be changed, we must accept separation calmly.

Perhaps, life becomes more beautiful when it is incomplete, just like a flower becomes more enchanting when it is not fully bloomed; the Red Mansion becomes more pathos and lingering when it is not completed; and people cherish the time together more because of parting. . 9. It turns out that there is no unchanging relationship between love and hate in this world, and there is no eternal dependence on life and death. No matter how good things are, they will be lost one day. No matter how much you love, you will have to leave one day. No matter how beautiful the dream is, you will wake up. day.

No matter what the weather is like, let your world be sunny, no matter the seasons change, let your heart be filled with the fragrance of birds and flowers. 10. Everything in the world is bound by love.

Even if there are stubborn rocks, bad soil, withered grass and dead trees, as long as they are given sunshine, rain, dew and compassion, people will feel the magic of nature and the mission given to them by God. So in Tibet, we agree with those believers and believe that every cow and sheep has emotions, every plant and tree has a soul, every flowing cloud has tears, and mountains, rivers, birds, insects and ants all have their own indescribable meanings. Buddha nature and dignity.

11. Destiny comes like a flower blooming, and fate goes away like water breaking. We cannot say that love is not beautiful, nor can we complain that love is changeable.

It is said that it takes five hundred times of looking back in the past life to get one chance in this life. It is said that only a hundred years of friendship can create a friendship in this life.

It is said that only after thousands of years of calamity can we be together in this life for a lifetime. I know that the word love is tiring, but I still can't learn to let go.

12. The love in this life is worthy of the longing, and the flowers shed tears when they leave. Don't look back, you are so carefree and carefree just to get drunk on your beauty.

If the love is not so deep that I can’t help myself, how can I turn my heart as cold as frost? I will just warm a pot of longing and drink up the past; wandering around the world, just for the beauty’s smile, but not All this missing you makes me heartbroken! Wherever we meet, the purple smoke is long, looking across the horizon, the words are still desolate. If true, if false; I am crazy, I laugh.

13. Whether I meet you by love or bad fate, after all, it will be dawn before anyone wakes up! There is a soft spot for one, the waning moon is deserted, the flowers come and go in a hurry, the flowers fall all over the ground, and the heart breaks silently. 14. Don’t turn around easily, because once you turn around, you may miss the love of your life.

Don’t let go easily, because once you let go, you may lose your lifelong marriage. People are like drifting ships, and home is the warm shore. If there is one more ticket, would you like to go with me - let each other become each other's shore in the beautiful years.

15. When I was young, I longed for an everlasting love and a love that would last forever. However, after I have matured, I have understood that the highest state of love in the world is not only life and death, but unforgettable love, and mutual support. In fact, holding hands and relying on each other is also the highest state.

16. Jincheng Shengge, the word "heart" is still missing, the lonely scene is empty and the figures are chaotic, the people have left, but the scenery has become familiar. Who played a song on the bank of Sanshi River, and who played a song of eternal separation on the way to the broken bridge.

The love in this life is to stay together in life and death. A finger of quicksand can cut off all the worldly ties. A stroke of ink cannot write a complaint on a piece of paper. In front of the Three Lives Buddha, I am obsessed with the next life, dripping blood from my fingertips, drawing love, and looking forward to reincarnation with every stroke.

Three lives of love fade away in quicksand; a lifetime of love languishes only for the lover.

3. Ancient poems describing fate

Lovesickness Wang Wei Red beans grow in the south. How many branches will they sprout when spring comes? I hope you will pick more of them, this is the most loved thing.

Good Times. Autumn Wind Poems by Li Bai The autumn breeze is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws roost again. We know the day when we meet each other, but we are embarrassed at this time and this night. Entering the door of my lovesickness, you know that I miss you bitterly. The long love is long and the long memory is long, and the short love is endless. I knew it would be such a stumbling block to people's hearts, why didn't we know each other in the first place. Bamboo Branch Poetry Liu Yuxi, Yangliuqing Qingjiang Level, hear the singing on Langjiang River.

The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. There is no sunshine but there is sunshine. Bamboo Branch Poems Liu Yuxi The mountains are covered with red flowers, and the spring water of Shujiang River beats the mountain stream.

The bonus fades easily like a man's will, and the water flow is infinite like Nong's sorrow. Yanzi Tower by Zhang Zhongsu The remaining lamps upstairs accompany the dawn frost, and the person sleeping alone gets up from the acacia bed.

How many lovesickness is a one-night stand? The ends of the earth are not as long as the ends of the earth. Li Shangyin's fifty strings of brocade strings are unprovoked, each string and one column reflect the past. Zhuang Sheng dreamed of butterflies at dawn, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos. The moon in the sea has tears in its pearls, and the sun in Lantian is warm and jade produces smoke. This feeling can be remembered, but at that time Already at a loss. Untitled Li Shangyin came with empty words and left without a trace. The moon slanted upstairs at five o'clock. The dream was far away and it was hard to call out. The book was rushed into ink and was not thick. The wax illuminated half the cage of golden jade, and the musk was slightly embroidered with hibiscus. Liu Lang already hated that Pengshan Mountain was far away, and it was even more separated by 10,000 layers of Pengshan Mountain. Untitled Li Shangyin went under the heavy curtains of Mochou Hall, and lay down to spend the night clear and slender.

My life as a goddess was just a dream, and my sister-in-law had no husband. The wind and waves don’t believe that Lingzhi is weak. Who teaches the fragrance of osmanthus leaves to Moon Dew? It is clear that it is useless to miss lovesickness, but to be melancholy is pure madness.

Untitled Li Shangyin It’s hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. The spring silkworms will die when the silkworms are dead, and the wax torches will turn to ashes before the tears will dry. The morning mirror is full of worry, but the clouds on the temples have changed, and the night chants should feel the cold moonlight .There is not much way to go to Pengshan, and the bluebirds are diligent to explore. Untitled Li Shangyin, the stars and the wind last night, west of the painting building and east of Guitang. There are no colorful phoenixes flying on the body, but there is a clear connection in the heart. I will send you Gouchun wine to warm me in the next seat, and divide Cao The wax-covered lamp is red. Sighing, I listened to the drum and went to answer the official's request. I walked around Malantai and turned around.

Traveling alone in Qujiang in late autumn. Li Shangyin hates spring when the lotus leaves are growing, and hates autumn when the lotus leaves wither. I know that my love will last forever, and I look forward to the sound of the water at the head of the river. The night rain sent to the north to Mr. Li Shangyin to ask about the return date. The night rain in Bashan swelled the autumn pond. Why did the emperor cut the candles from the west window, but said that it was raining in Bashan at night. I thought about Yuan Zhen once. It was difficult to make water in the sea, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud. Take the flowers lazily Looking back, I was half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king. It was written by Cui Hu of Nanzhuang, the capital city. Last year, in this gate, the peach blossoms on the human face reflected each other's red.

I don’t know where the human face is, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze. Farewell Du Mu is sentimental but always seems to be ruthless. I can't laugh in front of the bottle. I still feel sorry for the candle. I shed tears for others until dawn. Send someone to Zhang Bi. Farewell dream Yiyi arrives at Xie's house. The small corridor turns to the winding railing.

There is only the moon in the spring court that is sentimental, just like falling flowers for people who have left. Writing Love by Li Yi The water pattern on the precious silk is long and thoughtful, and the good times of a thousand miles will rest in one night.

From now on, I have no intention of loving the good night and let him go down to the west tower under the bright moon. A gift to the maid Cui Jiao. The princes, princes and grandsons are chasing after each other, and the green beads are dripping with tears.

As soon as Hou Men entered the sea, Xiao Lang was a passerby from then on. Send to Li Yi Yuan Yu Xuanji is ashamed of the sun and covers his sleeves, and is too lazy to put on his makeup in spring.

It is easy to find priceless treasures, but it is rare to find a lover. Tears are shed on the pillow, and the heart is broken among the flowers.

Why hate Wang Chang when you can get a glimpse of Song Yu? Jiangling's worries and hopes are filled with fish mystery. Thousands of maple leaves turn into thousands of branches, and the river bridge covers the late evening sail. Remembering you, my heart is like the water of the West River, flowing eastward day and night without rest.

Sauvignon Blanc by Bai Juyi Bian water flow, Si water flow, flowing to the ancient ferry of Guazhou, Wushan is a little sad. I miss you for a long time, I hate you for a long time, I hate it until I return home, and I lean on the building under the bright moon.

Dreaming of Jiangnan Wen Tingyun After washing up, I leaned alone on Wangjiang Tower. All the thousands of sails that have passed are not the same, the slanting light and the flowing water are long, and the heart is broken by Bai Pingzhou! Sauvignon Blanc Lin Bu Wu Shanqing, Yue Shanqing.

Green mountains on both sides of the Taiwan Strait greet each other. Who knows the love of parting? The king is filled with tears, and the concubine is filled with tears.

Luo Dai's concentric knot has not yet been completed. The tide at the head of the river has subsided.

Happy Meeting Li Yu I went up to the west building alone without words, the moon was like a hook. The lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks Qingqiu.

Continuous cutting and confusion are the symptoms of divorce.

Don't just have the ordinary taste in your heart.

Crying in the Night by Li Yu The forest flowers have withered the spring red, it is too hasty, and there is no choice but the cold rain comes in the morning and the wind comes in the evening. Rouge tears, stay drunk together, how long will it last?

It is true that life is long and water is long. Visiting Kinmen by Feng Yansi The wind suddenly picked up, blowing a pool of spring water.

In the path filled with the fragrance of mandarin ducks, I stroked the red apricot pistils with my hands. The fighting duck leans alone on the railing, and the jasper scratches its head and falls sideways.

I look forward to seeing you all day long, and I raise my head to hear the magpies cheering. Spring in the Jade House Before Ouyang repaired the bottle, he planned to tell the date of his return. Before he could say anything, Chun Rong swallowed miserably. Life is full of love and infatuation, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon.

Don’t renovate the song of departure, one song can teach you how to be tight. You have to see all the flowers in Luocheng, and then you will feel the spring breeze is easy to say goodbye to.

4. Poems about fate

Lovesickness Wang Wei

Red beans grow in the south. How many branches will they sprout when spring comes? I hope you will pick more of them, this is the most loved thing.

Looking at the moon and Huaiyuan Zhang Jiuling

The bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world *** At this time, lovers complain about the distant night, but they start to miss each other at night.

The candle is extinguished and the light is full of pity, I feel the dew in my clothes. I can't bear to give it away, but I still have a good time to sleep in dreams.

Autumn Wind Poems by Li Bai

The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws roost and startle again. We know the day when we meet each other, but we are embarrassed at this time and night;

Entering my lovesickness door, you know that my lovesickness is painful, long lovesickness brings long memories, short lovesickness brings endless ends,

Good morning Knowing that this is such a stumbling block to people's hearts, why not have known each other before.

Bamboo Branch Poems by Liu Yuxi

The willows are green and the Qingjiang River is level, and I can hear the singing on the Langjiang River. The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. There is no sunshine but there is sunshine.