Reciting love poems (15)
In daily study, work or life, we always inevitably have to contact or use poetry, right, poetry rhythm is distinctive and orderly, harmonious rhyme. So what kind of poetry is good poetry? Here is my recitation of love poetry for you, welcome to read and collect.
Recitation of love poems 1
"Attachment to the soul"
Drifting
wisps of incense line
weakly intermittent
Sinful shadow of the whirling
outlined a trace of bleakness
precipitation of the aroma
crashing attachment
how much I would like to
just like this has been tugging at you
just like this has been tugging at you
so that I have been able to get to the end.
No matter how careful I am
I still can't hold it
That trembling you
Hovering
So slow
And so fast
Hovering in the air
Tangled up with you
Strands of incense
Floating in a misty way. Fade in and out
Can't hold you
Then hold me
Drifting far away
Drifting to
Drifting to that mountainous place
Reciting love poems 2The beautiful summer days are wilting, wilting away
Bright days are flying by;
And the humid mists that rise at night
The crops are harvested in the fertile land,
The playful streams have grown cold,
The lush woods have put on their gray hair,
And the vault of the sky has grown gray and hazy.
Natasha my beloved! Where are you now?
Why can't anyone see you?
Wouldn't you like to enjoy the short time you have with your beloved
****?
Whether on the sparkling lake,
Whether in the shade of the fragrant linden tree,
Whether in the morning or in the night,
I can't see a trace of you.
Soon and soon the winter's cold will visit the woods and the fields;
Soon the roaring fire will light up
The smoky cottage;
And I, blind to the enchanted maiden,
Alone in my house in dark sorrow,
Like a yellow finch in a cage,
Only my Nathanael is to be seen by me. p> Only my Natasha is missed.
And put Natasha constantly recall.
How to make you meet me in my most beautiful moment
For this
I have been begging the Buddha for five hundred years, begging the Buddha to let us have an earthly relationship, and the Buddha has turned me into a tree
growing by the side of the road where you must pass by
Under the sunlight
Discreetly bloomed with flowers, each one of them the hope of my previous life
When you come close to me
I will not let you meet me, but I will not let you meet me, I will not let you meet me.
When you approach
Please listen carefully
The trembling leaves are the passion I've been waiting for
And when you finally pass by unnoticed
Behind you falls the ground
My friend
That's not a flower petal, that's my fading heart
Recitation of Love Poems 4Expecting love
By: Autumn Leaves Drifting
I would like to be quiet under the tree
Waiting for that illusory love
Fluttering like a butterfly
Listening to the sound of the leaves falling
Listening to the sound of the petals withering away
The passing love is already far away
Silence and wordless aggression
Can't make love turn around either
That song from the three inches of paradise
It's my fantasy
I'd like to spend the rest of my life knowing each other
In exchange for 500 glances back in this life
Just for the sake of holding on to that love in my heart
Reciting Love Poems 5"Twilight's Thoughts"
When you're calling out to me in a faraway place
But I don't hear you
When you're thinking of me beside me
I don't hear you when you're thinking of me
When you're thinking of me beside me
I don't hear you when you're thinking of me.
I didn't see it
When you hesitated to talk to me
I began to be haunted
When you crept away from me
I began to be haunted
On a cold winter day
Sitting under the setting sun
I gently put down the teacup in my hand
and picked up the The old newspaper
I held the frame of my glasses on the bridge of my nose
I read the big headline
I continued to think about my own content
My brows tightened again
The corners of my mouth quirked slightly
My eyes were wet
Maybe
Maybe you don't know
I've been to your world before
You've been to mine.
I've been to your world
Reciting love poems6If I love you--
I'll never be like the climbing campanula,
I'll never use your high branches to show off myself:
If I love you--
Never like the infatuated bird,
repeating monotonous songs for the shade;
nor more than like a spring,
sending cool consolation all the year round;
nor more than like the dangerous peaks, adding to your height and setting off your majesty.
Even daylight.
Even spring rain.
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.
We greeted each other with every gust of wind,
but no one
understood our words.
You have your brass and iron trunks,
like swords, like knives,
and like halberds,
and I have my red flowers,
like heavy sighs,
and like valiant torches,
and we partake of the cold tide, the wind, the thunder and lightning,
and we enjoy the mist, the mist, the rainbows,
as if we were parted for ever.
As if we were parted for ever,
but we are together for life,
This is great love,
and here is constancy:
Not only do we love your greatness,
but also where you hold on to it, the ground beneath your feet.
If you are the tearful archer
I am the white bird
determined not to hide anymore
just waiting for the feathered arrow to break through the air
and shoot into my already broken bosom
If you are the only one in the world
the only archer who can hurt me
I am all the youthful years of your life
all the joys that cannot be forgotten
all the joys that cannot be forgotten
all the joys that cannot be forgotten.
All the joys and sorrows you can't forget
As if I were the last cloud
Hidden in the infinite blue sky
Then let me die by your hand
As if I could finally
Die in your arms
Reciting love poems7If I came to this world once
Just to be with you Once
For one moment in a billion light years
All the sweetness and sorrow in one moment
Then let everything that should happen
Come in one moment
Let me bow down and thank all the planets for their help
Let me meet you and part with you
To complete one of the poems that God has written.
And then slowly grow old
Love Poem 4 by Ximurong
The streams are eager to flow to the sea
But the waves are eager to return to the land
In front of the hedges of green trees and white flowers
We waved goodbye so easily
But after twenty years of change
Our souls come back to us night after night
When the breeze is blowing, the winds are blowing.
When the breeze passes by, it turns into a garden full of fragrance
Reciting Love Poems 8Love Clown
By Jing Maotian
Through the lens of time
Meditating on the bits and bobs between you and me
My heart is in the mess
But I can never get rid of the hopelessness given by this world
Who can say whether it is destiny or calamity?
The broken corners
Lurking in the indelible memories
Past lives and present lives
Whose hands touched the years that should not have met
Those broken times
Stranded on the face of the sadness
Lingering in the chest of the obsession
Is the love of love on the sadness of the addition
The love of the love of the sadness of the addition of the sadness of the addition of the sadness of the addition
I always want to hold happiness in my hands
The beauty in my memories
is destined to be gone forever
The happiness that I said I'd be happy with is only fleeting
There is no such thing as forever, but only for a moment
Dreams go with the wind
A few moments of deep love touch my heart
The eyes of my heart reveal a shallow sorrow
The wind has crumpled the thoughts of those who have been in love with me for years.
The wind has wrinkled his thoughts
That little drop of warmth
has already been in the soul
Tells the endless sadness
Could it be that love is a lie
Too much dedication
Obsessed by the love
Could it be that love is a trap
Deeply involved
And yet, not knowing that he is obsessed
With the love of the world
The love of the world
The love of the people
The love of the people
The love of the people who are not aware of it
Could it be that love is a what-if
Too much fantasy
And in the end, I found that I was drifting away
Could it be that love is a departure
It's hard to separate
I've never been able to change my destiny
In the noisy city
The joys and sorrows of many years past
The leaves on the street are swept by the wind
The wind has been sweeping through the streets
The wind has been sweeping through the streets.
The world without you
Any beautiful scenery is empty
The oath carved in the collarbone
Falling sadness
I always smile and cry in a clown's pose
Warming up the coolness of a world with the warmth of my fingers
Reciting love poems 9
"The Two Ends of the Cloud" (Male and Female)
(Female)
When you left,
you said to me,
you left that umbrella,
for me to protect me from the wind and the rain,
for me to protect me from the hot sunshine.
But you quietly took away the wind, the rain,
and the hot sunshine.
"The two ends of the cloud" is a poem about the love of the world. And the hot sun.
(M)
When I left,
I left the umbrella behind,
I know,
you will blame me,
for the wind, the rain,
and the hot sun.
When I left,
except for my heavy footprints,
and my gloomy shadow,
in fact, I was not able to take away anything,
I can't take away anything.
(Female)
When you left,
you also said to me,
that the umbrella is still put back to the original place,
is for me to look for convenience,
but since then there is no more sound of the wind and the raindrops,
and there is no more blazing hot sunshine.
(M)
When I left,
in fact, I couldn't take anything with me,
I couldn't take anything with me,
because the sound of the wind and the raindrops,
and the hot sunshine,
had already been y rooted there.
(Woman)
Can you hear it?
The sound of wind and rain outside the window,
but no matter how I fiddle with it,
I still can't open that umbrella.
When the wet sunlight,
with the breeze drifted down to the window,
the umbrella but quietly open.
(M)
Can you hear it?
The wind outside the window, the sound of rain,
The umbrella that was left behind,
has already opened up, right?
When the wet sunlight,
drifted down to the window with the breeze,
I couldn't help but take a deep breath.
(Author: Yiyuan, the above poem, demonstrating the teacher's music recitation, can be found in "Baidu" or "Sogou" or "recite for you" or "Lychee FM". The poem can be found in "Baidu" or "Sogou" or "Recite for You" or "Lychee FM" for reference.)
recite love poems 10The reddish sunset is my heart that has not yet cooled down
The afterglow of the slanting sun is the pain that is buried deep in happiness
Who took away the hopeful morning sunlight
And who brought the grief that could not be forgotten for a long time
Dot by dot, the raindrops fell
And the hard stones were touched
Leaving behind Tear stains
Recorded the beauty of the past
The wildflowers in the mountains swayed
The fish in the sea floated and sank
The sea swallows chased against the lightning
The dragon roared in the valley of the submerged
He let out a heavenly roar
It was so sad and painful
It was so sad
The universe was touched by it.
Perhaps fate is predestined
Fate is only a tragedy
A different kind of love is tragic
Heartbreaking because of that one encounter
What is lost is not youth
Nor beauty
What is lost is the heartbeat of the moment
What is lost is the teardrops in the bottom of the heart
All that has passed are the tears in the bottom of my heart
I can only look up to the sky and see that it is not the heart that is lost, and that it is the heart of my heart. p>
I can only look up to the sky and roar, "I love you for 10,000 years"
Reciting love poems 11
At this moment, the wind cut through the silence of the night
You quietly came into
My dream
The flowers in the trees are all in bloom
It's as if all the scenes
were designed for your arrival.
You smiled and looked at me in my dream
without saying a word
but that touch of warmth
slipped through your fingertips
and fell into my heart
the fishing fires on the other side of the river are still
confusing
I'm planting my thoughts in a piece of time
and it's a good thing I'm here.
I want to write a poem about you
but I'm afraid I can't write it with my clumsy hand
I can't write about the inexplicable joy that I felt when I met you
My heart's memories of you
are just as beautiful and clear as they used to be
I'll let my jade flower grow old and be silenced in the silence of the past
I'll let my heart grow old and be silenced in the silence of the present
I'll let my heart grow old and be silenced in the silence of the past
I'll let my heart grow old and be silenced in the silence of the future
One person, one city
With memories, with words
Cultivate your thoughts into a book of poems
In the years of love, keep the time
As a beautiful cloud
Years from now
Peach blossoms, willows are green
But, when the wind is blowing, I'll be able to see it.
Will it still be you
Reciting Love Poems 12
The Wind in the Sun
I don't know if it's the wind that brings the sunshine
Or the sunshine that warms the wind
The cab keeps circling around the business square
My face is pressed against the window
I don't know if it's the wind that brings the sunshine or the sunshine that warms the wind
I don't know if it's the wind that brings the sunshine or the sunshine that warms the wind.
My face was pressed against the window
I had already seen you
You stood straight in the middle of the square
You didn't move either
The years have given birth to the past
Have you really come back to me
I want to take a good look at you
I'm afraid to see you
Afraid of your warm hands
I'm afraid of your warm hands
I'm afraid of your warm hands.
I'm afraid of your warmth
I'm even more afraid of seeing your tears
You seem to sense something
You're also spinning around and looking around
What a familiar look
It's so close
And yet it's so far away
Is it because of the wind that the sun is cooled down
Or is it because of the sunset that it cools down the wind
I'm afraid of the wind that the wind is cooled down
Or is it because the sun is cooled down by the sunset that the wind is cooled down?
The cell phone is ringing again
I know
It's you calling me again
Please don't blame me
Let's leave it like this
Let me take a good look at you again
Please forgive me
I realize that I can't go back to what I was before
Reciting a Love Poem13
I'm afraid I won't be able to breathe
I'm afraid I won't be able to bear the pain of emptying my heart
I'll always take a detour when I pass by there
Heavenly Father
I'll go straight ahead, if only you'll give me another chance
I'll go straight ahead.
I'll break through the shyness of my reserve
I'll break through the introspection of my speculation
I'll shout out my longing
Reciting Love Poems 14
Please don't believe in my beauty
And don't believe in my love
Underneath the oiled face
I've got the heart of a playwright
So please don't take my sorrows as a sign
Of love. Never take my sadness seriously
And don't get your heart broken with my performances
Dear friend, in this life and the next
I'm just a playwright
Forever in other people's stories
Shedding my own tears
Reciting Love Poems 15After the storm,
The earth was a shambles,
Leaving behind The earth was in a mess,
leaving deep and shallow footprints.
The muddy heart,
stops at a faraway place,
to see the scenery when you come.
A bloodless face,
Hiding in a faded collar,
Witnessing a heart confession.
Rounding that bend,
Unloading a lot of heartache,
Returning all the heaviness to the earth.
The wind in the wilderness,
blew the green sky of the heart,
easy and bright sunshine along.
Fiery lips,
Kissed the eternal red,
Dark night heart with light.
Hot tears of farewell,
Rolled her cheeks,
In the distant night alone.
The eyes of two people,
stayed at the starting point of the dream,
alone with the revelry,
and the soul danced alone in the wilderness upland.
Valentine's Day, head high,
Looking at the fragrance of the sunrise,
The road is always traveled.
Cloudy summer days,
Roses bloom in the corners,
The season of love comes before dawn,
The drifting whistle.
The train moved to the next platform,
There was a heart in the crowd,
linked to my gaze.
For the parting of the meeting,
the red figure,
beautiful life journey.
Love probed out of the window,
Laughing at the warm flow of people,
Forgetting everything that was once infatuation.
The bosom of two people,
The sky that disappears in an instant,
Challenging the mediocre imagination!