The poems about love are beautiful and modern

1. Beautiful love poems about modern times

Yan Yuhong

Spring flowers miss the snow on rainy nights

Tears burst into tears as the autumn water falls< /p>

A few traces of love

Where is the beauty going?

Lonely and alone looking at the moon

Don’t ask me where I am

I only want to pick Yan Yuhong

Return with you

Look at the moon alone in the warm springtime

The pasture is desolate and fragrant in the horizon

Alone Searching the world

Wandering around the world

I only want to go home with you

Don’t ask me where my beauty is

Lonely and alone at the moon

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In the midst of despair

A glimpse of your beautiful face

Yan Yuhong

Xiao Bo.DT 21:22:37

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Text/Xiao Yao’s attachment to dreams

Yes My misty smoke ring

Suddenly thick, sometimes light and sometimes scattered

Longing quietly fills the air at dusk

What cannot be captured

A touch of red on the horizon Xia Pianpian

Desolate mountain stream

Reminiscing about the colorful rainbow yesterday If the mortal world were just like the first sight

Why worry so much

Look at Manjusha The gorgeous colors are poisonous

With the last taste

Turn into smiles in tears

The laziness covered with dust

In mourning The Sunny Day of the Prodigal Son 2. Modern poems about love

Falling in love with you at first sight is the most beautiful encounter in my life.

My promise to you is the most eternal scenery in my plain years. I have always wanted to say that no matter where I go, what I want most is to be by your side.

May we love each other until the end of time. I believe we can wait together until our black hair turns white.

When you are here, when I am here, everything will be like nothing. There is not too much gorgeousness, just the sentence "I like you" can make each other care about each other.

Dear, you know, even if I am bruised and bruised, I still have the strength to love you. Some people you only look at once, but it affects their whole life.

Life is like making dumplings. No matter what the fillings are, I will wrap you tightly in my heart. No matter how the boiling water of life boils, my love for you can never be erased! Love is hurt, how many people have suffered, how many memories have been destroyed; love is sad, how many people have been cold, how many thoughts have been lost, even though moths fly to the flames, they still have no hesitation, only looking at love, hurting others and hurting themselves, but it is It cannot be cut off in a lifetime, so many lovesicknesses have been shed, so many infatuated tears have been shed, so many cups of turbid wine have been drunk, so many worldly loves have been tasted! If you are my lotus, then let me stay in love with you forever! "My eyes are raining for her, but my heart is holding an umbrella for her. This is love." At least once in your life, you forget yourself for someone.

I really like you. Please believe me.

Let the tide of love come closer to us little by little. No matter the wind or waves, I will stay by your side to shield you from the wind and rain. If I want to love someone, I want to abandon everything and just want to be with her.

Love has no reason, it is due to the throbbing in the heart; love, there is no excuse, due to looking back a thousand times. Even if the world disappears, my love for you will still be there.

Wear that oath gently on your finger, and the two of you will live forever from now on. One growth only leads to one loss, only the old days bring us happiness.

Love is very simple: one you, wholeheartedly. The most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old together with you.

Open your hands dearly and let love stay at this moment. There is a calm love, and I will accompany you to watch the fleeting scenery.

Although you are not the best, you are the only one I love deeply. I am willing to spend thousands of reincarnations in exchange for your eternity and eternity.

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

Just because I glanced at you one more time in the crowd, I can never forget your face again.

I keep you in my heart, close my palms, and silently pray to God to guide me in the direction. I don’t ask for eternity, just to be by your side. Missing you is something I don’t have to think about every day. No matter how much time washes away, you have already stayed in my heart.

Although there are many flowers, there is no duplicate one. I hope you are destined for me in all my lifetimes. There are many people who like you, including me, but there are very few people I love, only you! No matter how the years change, my love for you never changes! Just for one person, throughout my life, to the end of the world, I only wish you peace! As long as I'm with you, there's nothing you don't want to do. Let me protect you forever for the rest of my life! We are all unique, any fate brings us together, and love keeps us together for a lifetime! On that day, you were the end of the world, and I was the corner of the sea, looking at each other. In that life, you were the bright moon, and I was the clear spring. I spent three lives with beautiful hair, and cared about you all my life. I loved you every day, loved you every moment, and missed you every moment. I miss you every moment, and may God bless us in this life! I didn't have time to participate in your past, but I will accompany you in your future! I am waiting for you in spring, a promise made by mountains and rivers over time. If you look up and see the clouds floating on the sky, it will be the most beautiful encounter in our lives. We are fighting for who will dominate the world. Now I have my sword pointing to the end of the world, but I just want to play the piano for you. No worries from now on! In that life, by the West Lake, you played the strings for your beloved, and she danced gracefully for you. I couldn't play the love of my past life, and danced endlessly for a lifetime. The blue butterfly was drunk among the flowers, holding my hand to the end of the world.

Waiting for the flowers to bloom and wither, my love for you has never changed! A lifetime of love only languishes for the lover! Do you know that you are the person I love most? It is not impossible to go through fire and water for you. I have never loved so deeply. I feel like the luckiest person to have met you! Among millions of people, you and I met for the first time in that golden year and that season of flowers blooming; on that day when the sun was shining brightly and the bridge was flowing with water, you and I knew each other; in that summer breeze was gentle and we were admiring the stars side by side, we fell in love with each other. . I would rather spend this life waiting for you to discover that I have always been by your side and never been far away.

Love is not that profound. Being able to depend on each other is the greatest happiness. Because of you, I believe in true love, and because of you, I believe in eternity.

I want to tell you loudly that you are always in my world. We all said that no matter what happens in the future, we must do well. Don't forget the promise we made naively! When I miss you, you are in the sky, when I miss you, you are in front of me, when I miss you, you are in my mind, and when I miss you, you are in my heart.

Just once in a lifetime, fall in love with the purpose of getting married, and then stay together like that. In the passing years, the years are good. Just once in a lifetime, fall in love with the purpose of getting married. Gotta fall in love! Believe in it one last time and keep walking until you grow old. For me, nothing can be greater than you.

Love is the beating of your heart when you meet for the first time, and you still miss it thousands of times. Your place has to be the end of the world that I miss.

I will use my sincerity to accompany you and protect you for the rest of my life. Falling in love with you at first sight is the most beautiful encounter in my life.

My promise to you is the most eternal scenery in my plain years. The only miserliness in this life is that you are mine.

Thinking that you are with me in my future, I am not afraid of anything else. With you by my side in 2016, I believe we will not be afraid of wind and rain. 3. Modern poems about love

When you are young, if you fall in love with someone,

Please, please treat him gently.

No matter how long or short the time you love each other is,

If you can always treat each other tenderly, then,

All moments will be A flawless beauty.

If you have to separate, say goodbye properly.

Also be grateful in your heart for giving you a memory.

When you grow up, you will know that at the moment you look back,

Only youth without resentment will have no regrets,

Like the mountains and hills That quiet full moon.

------"Youth Without Resentment"

How to let you meet me

For this in my most beautiful moment

I have been begging the Buddha for five hundred years

Begging him to let us have a mortal relationship

The Buddha then turned me into a tree

Grows on the roadside that you must pass by

Flowers bloom carefully in the sunshine

Each flower is my hope in the previous life

When you come closer, please You listen carefully

The trembling leaves are my passion for waiting

And when you finally walked by indifferently

The leaves fell to the ground behind you< /p>

My friend, those are not petals

They are my withering heart

------"A Blooming Tree"

If I came to this world once

Just to be with you once

Just for that moment in billions of light years

All the sweetness and sorrow in that moment

Then let everything that should happen

appear in an instant

Let me bow my head and thank all the planets for their help

Let me and You meet and part with you

Complete a poem written by God

Then grow old slowly

------ "Decision"

You paint sadness in the corners of your eyes

I wipe wandering on my forehead

You add a few strands of white hair with longing

I let Time carved my haggard hands

Then we passed each other on the street corner

We no longer knew each other indifferently

Ah

My dear Friends

Please don’t blame that time for changing a person’s appearance

We ourselves are the makeup artists

------ "Encounter" 4. Beautiful Modern Love Poems

"Skill" by Lu Qian I remember when I was young, you loved to talk and I loved to laugh.

Once we were sitting side by side under a peach tree, the wind was blowing in the treetops and the birds were chirping. I don’t know why I fell asleep, but I don’t know how many flowers fell in my dream.

Lin Huiyin "You are April in the world" I say you are April in the world. The sound of laughter lights up the wind on all sides and dances with the light of spring. You are the morning of April. The clouds and smoke in the dusk, the soft stars blowing in the wind, are inadvertently shining. The light raindrops are scattered in front of the flowers. You are the crown of fresh flowers and flowers. You are wearing it, you are innocent and solemn. You are the full moon every night after the snow melts. That piece of goose yellow, you are like the fresh budding green, you are the soft joy, the water light is floating in your dreams and expectations, you are the white lotus that you are looking forward to in your dreams, you are the flowers blooming on each tree, the swallows are whispering between the beams, you are love, warmth, and hope that you are in the world. How did Murong's "A Flowering Tree" by Murong let you meet me at my most beautiful moment? For this - I have been praying before the Buddha for five hundred years, begging him to let us have a mortal relationship, so the Buddha transformed me. Make a tree and grow it on the roadside that you must pass. It is full of flowers in the sunshine. Each one is my hope in the previous life. When you come closer, please listen carefully. The trembling leaves are my passion for waiting. When you finally I walked past the friend who fell on the ground behind you indifferently. Those are not flower petals, they are my withered heart. Xu Zimo's "Occasionally" I am a cloud in the sky, occasionally projected in the center of your waves - you don't have to be surprised, even more No need to rejoice - it disappeared in an instant. You and I meet on the sea of ????dark night, you have yours, and I have mine, direction; whether you remember it or not, it is best that you forget, the light that shines on each other when we meet! Xu Zimo "I don't know which direction the wind is blowing" I don't know which direction the wind is blowing - I am in a dream, wandering in the light waves of the dream.

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

I don’t know which direction the wind is blowing - I am in a dream, her betrayal, my sadness.

I don't know which direction the wind is blowing - I am in a dream, and my heart is broken in the sorrow of the dream! I don't know which direction the wind is blowing - I am in a dream, and the dimness is the glory in the dream.

Gu Cheng "I am a willful child" Maybe I am a child spoiled by my mother. I am willful. I hope every moment is as beautiful as colored crayons. I hope I can draw on my beloved white paper. With clumsy freedom, draw an eye that will never shed tears. A piece of sky. A piece of feathers and leaves that belong to the sky. A light green night and apples. I want to draw the morning. Draw the smile that can be seen through dew. Draw all the youngest ones without. Painful love, draw my imaginary lover. She has never seen the clouds. Her eyes are the color of the clear sky. She will always look at me forever. She will never suddenly turn her head when she looks at me. I want to draw a distant landscape and a clear horizon. Draw many happy rivers with water waves and draw hills - covered with light fur. I let them get close and let them fall in love. Let every acquiescence and every burst of quiet spring excitement become the birthday of a little flower. I also I want to draw the future. I have never seen her, and it is impossible. But I know she is beautiful. I draw her autumn windbreaker. I draw those burning candles and maple leaves. I draw many hearts extinguished because of loving her. I draw the wedding. Draw the next one. A festival that wakes up early - with illustrations of glass candy wrappers and northern fairy tales on it. I am a willful child. I want to erase all misfortunes. I want to paint windows all over the earth so that all eyes that are accustomed to darkness can become accustomed to light. I want to draw. Liafeng draws a taller mountain and draws the desire of the Eastern people. Draws the sea - the boundless sound of joy. Finally, on the corner of the paper, I also want to draw myself. Draw a koala. He is sitting in Victoria. Sitting on a quiet branch in the dark jungle, he was in a daze. He had no home, no heart that stayed far away. He only had many berry-like dreams and big, big eyes. I was hoping and thinking but I didn’t know. Why didn't I get a crayon? I didn't get a colorful moment. I only have me, my fingers and the pain. I can only tear up the beloved white papers and let them find butterflies. Let them disappear from today. I am a child, pampered by a fantasy mother. Bad Boy I Willward Dai Wangshu's "Rain Alley" holding an oil-paper umbrella, wandering alone in the long, long and lonely rain alley, I hope to meet a girl who is as sad as a lilac. She has the same color as lilac, the same fragrance as lilac, and the same sadness as lilac. She complains in the rain, mourns and hesitates; she wanders in this lonely rain alley, holding an oil-paper umbrella like me, walking silently like me It's cold, desolate, and melancholy.

She approached silently, approached, and cast a breath-like look. She floated past, like a dream, as sad and confused as a dream. Like a sprig of lilac floating in a dream, this girl floated past me; she moved silently away, far away, reaching the crumbling fence and walking through the rainy alley.

In the mournful song of the rain, her color disappeared, her fragrance dispersed, and even her breath-like eyes and lilac-like melancholy disappeared. Holding an oil-paper umbrella, wandering alone in the long, long and lonely rainy alley, I hope to drift past a lilac-like girl with a sorrowful knot.

Shu Ting's "To the Oak" If I love you - I will never be like the climbing flower that borrows your high branches to show off; if I love you - I will never imitate the infatuated bird repeating monotonously for the green shade. Songs are not just like springs that bring cool comfort all year round; they are not just like dangerous peaks that increase your height and set off your majesty. Even daylight.

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

The roots are clenched underground and the leaves are touching in the clouds. We greeted each other with every gust of wind, but no one understood our words.

You have your copper branches and iron trunks, like knives, swords, and halberds; I have my red flowers, like heavy sighs, and like heroic torches. We share the cold wave, wind and thunder, and thunderbolt; we enjoy the mist, mist, and hauni.

It seems like they are separated forever, but they are still dependent on each other for life. This is great love, and steadfastness is here: love - not only love your majestic body, but also love the position you insist on, the land under your feet.

"Farewell Cambridge" by Xu Zimo As quietly as I came, I left quietly; I waved goodbye to the clouds in the western sky. The golden willows by the river are the bride in the sunset; the beautiful shadows in the waves are rippling in my heart. 5. Looking for modern poems about love

Forever, I will wait for ------- Yu Guangzhong

If I hear you talking in the morning, the most beautiful thing

Verb, if I die that night

What should I fear? When I love

I must love miserably, if I cannot love beautifully

Your beauty hurts me for no reason, this summer

Just stretch out your arms, Then a miracle will fall

In the open palm, there will be your landing

In my palm, the palm of the lotus

For example, at dusk in late summer, Facing a pond full of clear fragrance

Facing a soul that is quietly and spontaneously burning

Which one, which one will agree to me

If I call your little name?

As long as there is still a flower in the pool, as long as there is summer

Why should I meet you if I have a red petal?

Lotus is Zhen Zhen’s nickname, and Lotus is Zhen Zhen

When you think of Zhen Zhen, you see the person when you see Lotus

As long as you still have it in your heart, as long as you have it in your dream There is also

There is still a fresh petal, that is, the summer is dying

that is, the ground is full of broken stems, that is, the sky is full of broken stars, the immortal

is still the soul of the lotus

Forever, I will wait for you to part your lips, open your mouth, and spit out the verbs

Those who have loved will never be forgotten. Against the wounded

There is always trauma. My scars

Shockingly red, branded in the shape of a lotus flower 6. Modern poems about feelings

Modern poems about love 1. You are something I can’t guess and I am at a loss. , I am insignificant in a way that you can’t imagine.

2. The spring breeze is like a young man's heart, and he can't help but hate it. 3. Love is care, love is devotion, the pain of missing, the sweetness of memories, the inseparability, and the trembling expectation in the morning and dusk. Love, how are you? 4. Love is the harmonious blending of two similar natures in infinite feeling.

5. If I love you for a short time, I only have one life; if I love you for a short time, I only want one life. 6. If you love too fast, will heartbreak follow? If you promise too much, will the future be blank? 7. In fact, love is like an onion. If you peel it off piece by piece, there will always be one piece that will make you cry.

What you need to pay in this process is perseverance, tolerance, patience and passion. 8. In the vast sea of ????people, gentleness is the navigation of loving you; in the cold and cold night, the warmth just wants to hug you; in the long life, I will join hands with you to appreciate the beauty; in the long world, I will love you until the end of time; in this world, you are the only one The support of my soul! 9. In the days without you, I will cherish myself more; in the days without me, will you take care of yourself? 10. Regardless of whether it is your original stock or not, I am willing to be your potential stock. After getting married, it will become a high-performing stock, and the high-performing stock will receive dividends every year.

11. I give all the true love in the world to the moon, and ask her to illuminate every shadow in your life! 12. Sitting alone without a bright window, without a human heart left, how can one come and go alone in the world? There is no loneliness in the world! 13. I don’t know that my soul is dead, and there are only dreams accompanying me. No one knows except the moon in the sky.

14. Love is a plate of sand, gentleness requires a home; love is a glass of wine, sweet and lasting. 15. Love is fate, love is touching, love is habit, love is tolerance, love is sacrifice, love is understanding, love is a lifelong commitment.

16. If it feels right, just love it! But let alone forever, every day feels different, let alone the future. 17. After seeing each other again, we meet again and share our dreams with you.

18. Love needs time; love also needs honesty; love also needs words to express. 19. It doesn’t take long to fall in love with someone. It takes a lifetime to love someone. No matter how good the past is, it becomes a memory. Nostalgic for the past is equivalent to giving up the future.

20. Ask me how long I will love you, it is only one day longer than forever! Romantic and beautiful love sentences 1. You are destined to be the scenery where my heart will stop in this life, and the attachment that I will never let go of. For you, I am willing to cut my finger and drip blood into a circle to encircle your affection. Even if the rose falls into mud and is crushed into dust, I am willing to wait for the heartache of this life.

2. Love a song, sing with all your heart and tears, write the love and sorrow with blood, the flowers on the other side bloom with no return date, read your own story, a love, a period of sorrow, let this life be moved by it, let this moment I shed tears for it, and let many regretless ink pens express my eternal resentment for it. The poem about Nirvana allowed me to sit under three feet of ice and let the still water of lovesickness flow deep. When the night got deeper, I asked quietly about the wind outside the curtain, whose silhouette could comfort me in the coldness? 3. I have you in this life, so my love is so strong. In fact, I have already understood your last look back when you left. It was the most helpless decision in the world, and your reluctance was silent.

4. If you love someone and stay in love, you can go for an outing together in early spring, you can go to enjoy lotus together in midsummer, you can go to watch the moon together in light autumn, and you can go together in late winter. Looking for plum blossoms is not boring, but joyful, extraordinary, but ordinary. Then, there will be no regrets in this life.

5. I have always thought that I am a very sensible person in terms of emotions, able to grasp dimensions and know how to measure distances, but in front of you, I am confused and my soul is lost. 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 unwilling to let go and unforgettable. 6. The eyes are like water, reflecting the stars outside the window.

The blurred starlight flashed faintly in the faint clouds and smoke. Your breath is everywhere in the air.

You are a dream that I can’t forget in this life, a love that I can’t explain. 7. A misty rain, a lovesickness, you in the memory are just souls, your body is still in the ancient southern town, if she can meet you by cutting a story in the rain, then she would rather cut out this bitter lovesickness. Yuhua.

8. Thinking about you is a kind of passion, thinking about you is also a kind of happiness. Thinking about you is the source of my happiness, which brings me back to the age when my love affair first blossomed. That kind of longing spreads in my heart... … 9. My heart is on the road and my thoughts are in the distance. The branches in July are gradually covered with green fruit pulp.

Behind my bright smile, only you can understand the sadness that cannot be resolved. 10. Who is waiting hopelessly for whom, and who is leaving whom behind? Who is persistently lonely for whom, and who puts whom into nothingness? The ruler of a broken heart cannot measure the distance of lovesickness, and the corners of my mouth that move slightly are dotted in the night sky where I miss you... 11. You are a love song that goes back a thousand times, a lyric from the heart, and a paddle, I set up an ark with a sail and chase your vague back. Looking from afar, you are the flower that cannot bloom as expected in my life. I can't bear to put down the love poems in my hand. I fall in love with the mortal world alone. We promise you life and death. It's hard to In my heart, I feel that your body is far away in the sky.

12. Perhaps, in this life, you are destined to be the insurmountable love gap in my destiny. I know that from now on, you will always be entrenched deep in my heart. Even if loving you will make me lonely all the time, I will still hold on to the memories, in the seasons of green, fat, red and thin, in the days of happiness and sadness. , my lifelong obsession.

13. Love should be willing to be ordinary, but it is not ordinary; it should be willing to be ordinary, but it is extraordinary. No longer think about the past, no longer obsess about the past.

14. The smoke is starting. I’ll wait for you at the door. As the sun sets, I'll wait for you on the mountainside.

The leaves are turning yellow, I am waiting for you under the tree. The moon is bent, I will wait for you on the fifteenth day.

The drizzle is coming, I will wait for you under the umbrella. The water is frozen, I'm waiting 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 next life.

15. The pure time soaked in lovesickness flows leisurely as you and I look at each other across the bank. The passage of time has crushed the silent vicissitudes of life.

The vivid past in my heart is the melancholy that can never be erased from my eyes.

16. If meeting is fate, this fate always comes and goes in a hurry. Destiny comes and goes like duckweed on the sea. We face different things in a short gathering. Emotions may be the most fragile and cannot withstand the invasion of storms. It hurts when touched. How much deep-rooted love is scattered in the wind in the world of mortals, and how much lovesickness is scattered in the rain. In the lonely midnight, I am filled with thoughts. 7. Dear literary masters, please ask for beautiful modern poems about love

These sentences you said can only be regarded as meaningful poems but not modern poems because they lack the management of images: I will focus on some modern poems I have read. Let me help you find some poems: ……………………………………………………………………………………………………………… Zhai Yongming's "Soliloquy" has been called the model of female poetry. I was born by you by chance, a rhapsody full of abyssal charm.

The earth and the sky are one. You call me woman and strengthen my body. I am a white feather body as soft as water. You hold me in your hands, and I contain the world. Wearing a mortal body, I am so dazzling in the sun that you can't believe that I am the gentlest and most sensible woman who sees through everything but is willing to share everything. Longing for a winter, a huge night bounded by my heart, I want to hold you. But my posture in front of you is a disastrous failure. When you leave, my pain will vomit my heart out of my mouth. Killing you with love, whose taboo is this? The sun rises for the whole world! I am just for you. I cover your whole body with the most hateful tenderness and sweetness. From the feet to the top, I have my own way. When there is a cry for help, can the soul reach out? The sea as my blood can lift me high to the feet of the setting sun. Who will remember me? But what I remember is more than just a lifetime………………………………………………………………………………………………………… ......... Speaking of Zhai Yongming, when it comes to female poetry and independent consciousness, Shu Ting must be mentioned. For example: "To the Oak" and "Goddess Peak", you have to search for these two songs on the Internet.

Zhai Yongming’s poem is a group of poems, so this group of poems by Lin Zi also needs to be read carefully, in the name of women and in the name of love. ——"Give Him" ??As long as you want it, I love it, and I will give it all to you, my soul and my body.

Arms as soft as ivy, lips as pure as lilies, are waiting for you. Love swells the heart of its owner; tender longing is like a tide looking for the beach to drown you.

What's the use of bright eyes, if your presence is not reflected in them; just like a starless night, a quiet pond is dim and dim. Late at night, I can only send a winged messenger, bringing cherished promises and bitter thoughts. It comes back sadly - your window is already asleep.

……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… "Your Name" by Xian is a unique love poem. The word "love" does not appear in the poem. Instead, the name of the other person who is ignored by people is chosen as the object of chanting, creating an extraordinary artistic wine in the ordinary.

Using the lightest and lightest voice in the world, I gently call your name every night. Write your name, draw your name, and dream of your glowing name.

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

Like flying sparks, like lightning, your name. Like the burning of primeval forests, you name it.

Carve your name on the tree, Carve your name on the everlasting tree of life. When this plant grows into a towering ancient tree, ah, how good, how good, your name also becomes louder.

Get big, your name. Light up, your name.

So, gently, gently, gently call your name.

……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… Speaking of the name, I think of Xi Murong’s " Sentences from "Prayer": "Give me another beautiful name/so that he can call me low at night/so that those..." Most of Xi Murong's poems and love poems can be read. If you haven't really understood it, you can read it. When you read a sentence like this, you would think that she had been lovelorn: "When you leave in silence, everything you said or didn't say has been forgotten." Of course, I won't go into details here.

Let’s take a look at Love’s song “Echo”. I can’t remember how thin you were, as thin as the sound of a flute. I tried to hold you with both hands, but you were dodging by the river between the seven holes. I suddenly saw my grass-colored face, and I wanted to turn into a narcissus. I didn't care what the line of wild geese across my head said. You asked me again and again: "Thousands of years later, when I become thinner and cry out sadly, will you be there?" Where? "I'm still in the mountains, still standing like a thousand-foot cliff, specifically to create desolate echoes for you (I can't find this poem typed from memory online, and there may be some errors in the segmentation)... ……………………………………………………………………………………………… Mr. Love’s love poems are still great. For example, "Beyond the Smoke" and "Because of the Wind". If you like it, you can directly search for Love's poems and read them. He is called the Poetry Demon, but he is quite undeserved.

The following is Love's "One Question, Two Styles: Dialectics of Love". The first student and the woman met under the beam. The woman did not come, and the water did not go away. He died holding the beam. ——"Zhuangzi. Pirates of Tuo Chapter" Style 1: I am waiting for you in the water. The water is knee-deep and the belly is submerged inch by inch, reaching the throat. The two eyes floating on the river are still piercingly looking at a bluestone path. My ears are listening to the skirt of my skirt caressing the thistle. The rustling of grass rises and falls thousands of times day and night on the stone pillars inside my swollen body. The green moss on my arms is covered with oyster hair. It is entangled in the torrent like a nest of water snakes and hugs the bridge pier. I am waiting for you to come under a thousand fathoms. I'm waiting for you in the water when the fire comes, and I'm waiting for you in the ashes. Style 2: I'm waiting for you under the bridge. The wind is crazy, and the raindrops are as fast as the sound of shoes crossing the bridge. Is it your hasty footsteps to get to the appointment? Holding the small umbrella that you and I used to walk through the drizzle dusk, I filled my pocket with clouds, and the oath that jingled like small copper coins. I'll wait for you under the bridge, wait for you to rush out of the rain, and the river will surge up to your feet, and Waist, and the whirlpool that will be immersed in the exclamation mouth is gradually expanding into the face of the deceased. I began to feel the timidity of facing the current. It is so cold, lonely and empty like a fish after spawning. I am sure that you will not come. The so-called wish in heaven For the winged bird, I sadly plucked out a white feather and landed on the shore. I am ruthless. I blame the water for coming faster than you. A bouquet of roses swept away by the waves will one day float into your hands... ………………………………………………………………………………………… I just mentioned Xi Murong and I have to talk about Wang Guozhen, such as "Silent" Feelings" and the like can still be read.

There are always times like this, just for the sake of love, I quietly hide and hide away.