The world's classical love poem.
Ah! The breeze is blowing my hair, teach me how not to think of her?
The moonlight is in love with the ocean, and the ocean is in love with the moonlight.
The moonlight is in love with the ocean, and the ocean is in love with the moonlight!
The moonlight is in love with the ocean, and the ocean is in love with the moonlight.
The water is flowing slowly, and the fish are swimming slowly underneath the water.
This is the first time I've ever seen a movie with a girl like you!
This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world.
This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world with a baby.
The dead trees are shaking in the cold wind. The fire is burning in the twilight.
Ah!
There are still some clouds in the western sky, so how can I not think of her?
2. "By Chance"
I am a cloud in the sky, occasionally projected in the center of your waves
You don't have to be surprised, and you don't have to rejoice
In the twinkling of an eye, I was wiped out. You and I meet on the sea of night,
you have your, I have my, direction;
you remember or better yet, you forget
the light that shines on each other at this meeting!
3, "Rainy Lane"
Holding an oil-paper umbrella, wandering alone.
The long, long and lonesome Rainy Lane,
I hope to meet a lilac-like girl with a sorrowful heart.
She has the same color as lilacs, the same fragrance as lilacs, and the same sorrow as lilacs.
She is wandering in the lonesome rainy alleys with an oil-paper umbrella, like me, and
she walks in silence like me, indifferent, bleak, and depressed.
She has a long, long, long, and lonely rainy alley, and she has a long, long, and lonely rainy alley.
She silently approached, approached, and cast a gaze of too much breath,
She drifted past, like a dream, like a dream, poignant and confused.
Like a branch of lilacs in a dream, this woman floated by me; she was silent and far away,
far away, to the dilapidated hedge wall, walk through the rainy alley.
In the dirge of the rain, it dissipated her color,
dispersed her fragrance, dispersed,
even her too-breathless gaze, lilac melancholy.
Holding an oil-paper umbrella, wandering alone in the
long, long and lonesome rainy alleys, I hope to float past a lilac-like,
knotted with sadness of the girl.
4. "Hope"
I came from the mountains with orchid grass,
and planted it in a small garden, hoping it would bloom well.
I've been looking at it three times a day, and I've been looking at it until it's past its prime.
I've been looking at it a lot, and I've been looking at it a lot, and I've been looking at it a lot.
I see that the fall will come, and I will move the flowers to my home.
Next year, the spring breeze will return, and I wish you a pot full of flowers!
5, "Broken Chapter"
You stand on the bridge to see the scenery, see the scenery of people in the upstairs to see you.
The bright moon decorates your window, you decorate other people's dreams.
6. "When You Are Old"
Author:Yeats
When you are old, and your head is white, and your sleep is faint,
And you are dozing by the fire, take down this poem,
and read it slowly, and think back to the softness of your eyes of the past,
and to the thick shadows of their yesteryear;
how many loved you in the joyous hours of your youth,
loved you in the days of your youth,
loved you in the days of your youth,
loved you in the days of your youth,
loved you in the days of your youth,
loved you in the days of your youth.
Adored thy beauty, false or true,
Only one loved thy pilgrim's soul,
Loved the wrinkles of pain on thy aged face;
Drooped down his head, and by the glowing red hearth,
Mournfully softly spoke of love's fading,
And on the hill above his head he paced slowly,
Among a crowd of stars. >
In the midst of a group of stars it hides its face.
7. "The Silence of Banzaguru Baima" by:Zhaxiram Dodo
You see, or you don't see me,
I am there, without sorrow or joy.
You read, or you don't read me,
the love is there, not coming or going.
You love, or you don't love me,
love is there, not increasing or decreasing.
You follow, or you don't follow me,
My hand is in yours,
Not giving up.
Come into my arms, or,
Let me live in your heart.
Love each other in silence,
and rejoice in silence.
8. "I Used to Love You"
Author:Pushkin
I used to love you: love, perhaps
has not yet died out completely in my mind,
but hopefully it won't bother you any more,
and I don't want to upset and sadden you any more.
I have loved you in silence and without hope,
I have endured both shyness and jealousy,
I have loved you with such sincerity and tenderness,
may God bless you,
and that another will love you as much as I do.
9. "A Blossoming Tree"
Author: Ximurong
How to make you meet me
In my most beautiful moment For this
I have been begging in front of the Buddha for five hundred years
Asked the Buddha to let us have an earthly relationship
Then the Buddha transformed me into a tree
Growing by the side of the road where you have to pass by
And the Buddha made me a tree, which will grow by the roadside where you have to pass through.
Discreetly blooming in the sunlight
Every single one of them is the hope I had in my past life
When you approach, please listen carefully
The trembling leaves are the passion I have been waiting for
And when you finally walk by unnoticed
And what falls behind you
Friends, that's not the petals of the flowers
It's my dying heart
This is my heart, and it is my soul.
10. "The Death of the White Bird"
Author: Ximurong
If you are the tearful archer
I am the white bird
determined not to dodge any more
only waiting for the arrow to come through the air and
shoot into my already broken chest
If you are the only archer in the world who can hurt me
If you are the only archer who can hurt me, then I will be the only one who can hurt me
If you are the only one who can hurt me, then you will be the only one who can hurt me. If you are the only shooter in this world
the only shooter who can hurt me
I am all the years of your youth
all the joys and sorrows you can't forget
as if I were the last cloud
hiding in the infinite blue sky
Then, let me die under your hands
as if I could finally
die in your arms.....
11, "To the Oak Tree"
Author: Shu Ting
If I love you -
Never like the climbing campsis,
Borrowing the high branches of you to flaunt yourself;
If I love you -
If I love you
Never like the infatuated bird,
repeating monotonous songs for the shade;
nor more than like the fountain,
sending cool solace all year round;
nor more than like the perilous peaks,
adding to your heights and setting off your majesty.
Even daylight,
even spring rains.
No, these are not enough!
I must be a kapok near you,
standing with you as the image of a tree.
Roots, clasped in the ground;
leaves, touching each other in the clouds.
With every wind that passes,
we greet each other,
but no one,
understands our words.
You have your brass and iron trunk,
like a sword, like a sword,
and like a halberd;
I have my red and fruitful blossoms,
like a heavy sigh,
and like a gallant torch.
We share the cold, the wind, the thunder, and the lightning;
We **** enjoy the mist, the flow, and the rainbow.
As if we were separated forever,
yet we are attached for life.
That's great love,
and here's where the steadfastness comes in:
Love-
Not only your great body,
but also the place you hold on to,
the ground beneath your feet.
12, "The Furthest Distance in the World"
Author Rabindranath Tagore
The farthest distance in the world
is not between life and death
but that I am standing right in front of you
and you don't know that I love you
The farthest distance in the world
is not that I am standing in front of you
and you don't know that I love you.
It's not that you don't know I love you
It's that you know you love each other
but you can't be together
The furthest thing in the world
is not that you know you love each other
but you can't resist missing me
but you have to pretend that you're not in your heart at all
.
The furthest distance in the world
is not that you can't resist the miss
but you still have to pretend that you don't have you in your heart
but that you have dug a ditch with your own cold heart
that you can't cross to the one who loves you
13, "I love you, it has nothing to do with you. I love you, it's none of your business"
Author:Goethe
I love you, it's none of your business
Even the endless thoughts of the night
are mine alone
and won't be carried to dawn
Maybe it can only be in the darkness
I love you, it's none of your business
Even if I were to stand beside you right now
Still with my eyes behind my back
I don't want you to see it
Let it be hidden only behind the wind
I love you, it's none of your business
Then why can't I remember your smile
But infinitely see
Your heartbreaks
Blossomed just as I came
I love you
It's not about you
Thoughts don't last till dawn
So I choose to sleep
To see you again in my dreams
I love you, it's not about you
Longing can't hide my eyes
So I hide
Not wanting you to see me panicking
I love you, it's not about you
Really. ah
It only belongs to my heart
As long as you can be happy
My sadness
You don't need to care
14, "White Hair"
The most touching line I heard
She said she had to wait until her head was white
Your long, flowing hair flew into oblivion
You're willing to ask her to dance slowly
And tell her to leave it to Fang Fang.
And then I told her to leave it to Fanghua
It's hard to find true love
There's no one to love
And also to say a word to you
My grey hairs look like your grey hairs
15, "Butterfly"
After the moment of the passing of the shoulder,
I knew that I was in trouble,
I didn't dare to make a statement or take a deep breath,
I knew I was in trouble.
It's a good idea to take a deep breath,
I'm afraid I'm going to have to take you with me.
This is a great way to get the most out of your life, and it's a great way to get the most out of your life!
Just had a sneak peek,
Only a glance,
Your life is so beautiful and peaceful.
As if a clear stream from the bottom of the heart flowed through,
A round of red sun illuminates the haze of the heart,
purifying me, attracted to fly over the troubles of the world,
together to reach the other shore of the dream.
Double lodging and double dancing,
which cares about it rotten just how short.
16, "flowers on the tip of the tongue"
The beautiful name
is a mimosa
afraid of the wind and the rain
also afraid of the curious people
in the body pointing out
I can only put her in her mouth
can not be spit out
spit it out on the melting
also can not be swallowed
also can not be swallowed
the most important thing is that it can not be spit out. p> And I can't swallow it
If I swallow it, it poisons me
I want her to grow old with me
I can only keep her in my heart
When it rains, I'm afraid that she will be sad
When it snows, I'm afraid that she will be frozen
Every day I shave my beard for time
To preserve her face
Every day I recite poems to the The moon recites poetry
Wishing that the air around her
is filled with fragrance
Only for her grace
Splendor with the sun and the moon
Flower on my tongue
Fragrance in my dreams
Love next to my heart
Thousands of miles away from each other
The way south
is
Dreams are always split into two by the morning
One is forgotten yesterday
One adorns lonely days
17, "Love never comes, nor passes away"
If you ask when time passes the fastest,
that's none other than when I'm with you.
I don't seem to know what I was thinking at the time,
I couldn't hear the ticking of the clock,
I couldn't hear the noise of the crowd.
Time just flew by.
Your warm eyes,
your lingering remembrance,
but imprinted in my heart.
If asked, what color is my favorite,
it is none other than your color.
Your unique color is more dazzling than fluorescent light,
Even if it's a blurred back,
even if it's a moment of passing by,
I can recognize it's you.
Because your color is y imprinted in my mind,
turning into an indelible love for you.
18, "far away"
You said thoughts in the far away
Far away dense flower fragrance
You said you are in the far away
Thoughts seeped into the heart
So I remembered my bag
Quiet book fragrance
Yi Niannian
Road to bathe in sunshine
Dreaming to each other holding hands
Thinking is short and sad
19, "Look at the stars, look at the moon"
You said, why do I always look up at the stars, look at the moon.
I said, there is a you in the stars and in the moon, do you believe it?
You must not believe it, right?
But what I said was true.
You don't live in the stars, I know that.
The moon does not have a palace in it, I know that too.
But do you know,
I can see you when I look up,
I can hear you when I look down.
You are the awn of the stars,
the glow of the moon.
Darkness comes with loneliness,
Distant looking comes with sleeplessness.
Rain lapped the lotus in a pool,
Tears blurred my eyes.
The night without stars and moon,
I still see in front of the window,
your soul walking alone on the rainy night.
20, "Love in My Eyes"
Love in my eyes
is the beauty and the beast in the fairy tale
Love in my eyes
is the dad lying on the sofa with his eyes closed watching TV after dark waiting for the mom to get off from work
Love in my eyes
is the grandma taking a look at the picture that grandpa used to have.