Modern Poetry "You

Modern Poetry "You "1

By Light Ink and Fresh Fragrance

In fact, the first time I saw you

in the crowded crowd

I fell in love with you

Your eyes

are like a clear lake water

I want to stand on the tip of your nose

and stab myself in the eye

No, I forgot that I don't know how to swim.

No, I forgot, I don't know how to swim

If I sink, don't save me, don't save me at all

Just let me drown in your clear eyes

No, save me, save me anyway

Be sure to save me

Don't ever let the filth of my dead body

clouding up the purity of your eyes

Actually, the first time I saw you

I wanted to stand on the tip of your nose and plunge into your eyes. In fact, from the first moment I saw you in front of that crowded room, I fell in love with you.

That sparse expression on your face was like a thorn on a rosebud.

I wanted to hold it in my hand.

Pull it, rub it, grind it. Let me be stabbed to death

Let the hands holding the flower bleed out

Let the beauty of the rose be nourished to accompany you

Who made me fall in love with you

In fact, the very first time I saw you

I began to fantasize about a romantic wedding ceremony

In a place where there are snowflakes falling

And we stood amongst the snowflakes

And let the snowflakes fly in the sky

And let the snowflakes fly in the sky. The snowflakes were flying all over the sky

and beating on our shoulders and arms

although our eyelashes were covered with snowflakes

and our nostrils were filled with snowflake ice

you still braved the cold

holding flowers nourished by blood

you asked me to marry you with deep love and affection

the moment I said. The moment I said yes

It would be better if all the happiness in the world was frozen in place

Never to melt and wake up

And never to leave my side

Modern Poetry "You" 2

I like to take the first glimpse of the sun in the morning

And go to your space to take a stroll

Look at the pictures, browse through the words

And listen to the music that you appreciate

From the "Sayings"

I can see that I have a lot to say about you, but I don't know what to say. I savor your moods from the "talk"

And when I say goodbye

I wipe away my footprints gently

I also like to linger in front of your window on starry nights

Imagine that you are now

Torn and happy

With a smile on your face

I can't help but think of you as a person who has been in love with you for a long time.

Smile

Still full of worries

Good morning, Cher

It's midnight, get some rest

A pot of telephone soup every day

In your ear

Listening to you is my greatest pleasure

Why is your voice a bit muffled

And your ankles are willing to swell

Don't walk too far away.

Walk slowly up the stairs and don't be out of breath

Eat your meals on time when I'm not around

Take care of yourself

If you like my poems

I'll write them for you for the rest of your life

One a day

Rise up with the sun

And go to bed with the sunset

If you're the moon

I'll write them for you. If you were the moon

I would be the tide that accompanies you

Day and night

Dancing by your side

Singing a song for you all the time

To love is to love everything about you

Your big eyes

Your bad temper

Love is not only tolerant but also mean

Youthfulness and youthfulness

And the pace of your life. p>

As beautiful as a hobble

Love you yesterday, now

Love you in the future

Dawn is shining

Sunset

I'll never leave you

Modern Poetry "You" 3

Footsteps in the university, walking a straight line back and forth and back and forth

The classroom, dormitory, dining room, library, connected to a line

Painting a picture of the world's most beautiful city.

Drawing a picture of the whole of academic life

And you, you are shining on the points of the line

On a hazy moonlit night, the campus is like a galaxy of stars

Dots and dots of glittering, hanging on the window panes of the building

Passing by your window, I stopped dead in my tracks

Because of my eyeliner, I was led into your dormitory

You're just like a flower carved by the light of the room.

You are like a flower carved by the light of the room

Your intoxicating scent permeates the room

The window cracks let out your fragrance

At this moment, I am lost in the illusion of a flower

A wisp of hair is falling from the wisdom of your heart

The big round glasses are collecting the beams of light from your eyes

The cups that you hold in your slender hands cover the temptation of your lips

The youthful body of a young man, who has been in the hospital since the beginning of the year, is a great example of a woman's love for her husband, and she is a great example of a woman's love for her husband. p> Night and day, all in your bed frame tortured departure

Room photo, shot out of the direction of your obsession

Gaze in the search, fell in a frame of poetry

Seems to want to let the time to recite the smell of your fragrance

Let your youthful Zhaohua, spry a touch of flattery

Modern Poetry "You" 4

You, give me happiness, and give

Just as I can't hide the topic of traveling,

I can't hide the comfort of dependence,

I'm just so open to love if you want to.

If one day, life is tired, and I leave you, you will not keep me,

You know that it is only temporary forward,

If one day, I say I still want to go forward, you will tell me,

In fact, you have always been there for me.

If one day, I miss the tip of your hair,

I will stop in my tracks. Look back at you,

Tell myself not to go too fast

Perhaps a person's life can have many fragments,

However, there is always a moment that allows me to see the trajectory of my feet,

Laughing brightly, crying the most thorough.

The sun is in, I'm walking in the street,

The rain is coming down, I'm walking under the umbrella,

The flowers are blooming, I'm walking in the lane,

The leaves are green, I'm walking under the tree,

The affection is coming, I'm walking in the warmth,

The friendship is coming, I'm walking in the laughter,

The love is coming, I'm walking in the sweetness

I'm waiting for you at the intersection when we are old.

Everyone has a weak side,

They don't want to show it, and it's hard for others to see it.

I put the most straightforward voice of the heart to you.

The years have been a long time coming.

You're warm, but you don't make a sound.

Everyone has a wound,

either deep or shallow, covered with a cloth, thinking it does not exist.

I put the reddest blood there.

Time healed me.

You were warm and silent.

Everyone has a passionate love,

With heart, soul and strength, very touching and sentimental.

I put mingled tears there.

The warm wind softened me.

You were warm and silent.

You could always see me at my most beautiful,

because at my happiest, you came within my reach,

so gentlemanly, so charming.

In the same way, you will always see my most heart-breaking times,

because in my loneliest moments, you came within my reach,

so warm, so safe.

Maybe, I won't be able to control my tears.

Maybe, I won't hide my sadness.

Perhaps, I was a willful child in your eyes,

so you chose to be gentle with me.

You thought, I will always be capricious,

some favoritism thought.

From the morning sun to the sunset, I passed through the mud puddle, passed through the steep mountain.

Along the way, you did not make a sound, and I did not answer.

I'm not tired,

You're not indifferent,

Just enjoying the atmosphere of this wordlessness, just because you and I are there.

Modern Poetry "You" 5

That day

You walked into my life

You occupied my heart

I can't walk out of your beauty

And even more so, I can't walk out of the entanglement of the dream

Thinking about you

All the time

As if the whole meaning of my life

Is because of your existence.

You've taken over the castle of my heart

A sudden summer rain

And the thunder and lightning

And you've abandoned me

Have you gone in search of a more beautiful landscape

There's no answer to all this

I've been frantically searching all over the world

And it seems like you've disappeared.

I kneeled at the feet of Buddha

Buddha just smiled weakly

At that moment, I believed

Our love is not lost

The night rain knocked on the window

The rain drenched the heavy night

Walking towards the rain with my umbrella

I really felt you walking in the rain

I felt you walking in the rain

I felt you walking in the rain

I felt you walking in the rain.

My heart races to feel your heartbeat

If we keep walking in the dark like this

I'm sure you're running towards me eagerly

Because the power of love is indestructible

Even if it's a false dream

We'll be reunited in the dream of July

Modern Poetry: "You "6

The school has lost you. > Alma Mater, you've lost my memories

The dormitory where I slept back then

Has disappeared

All those spirited dreams

Have gone with the passing of time

The cigarette butts I smoked back then

The advertisements I put up back then

The schoolmates I picked up back then

Where are they all going? Where have they gone

Leaving me alone in the wind

Alma mater, you've lost my memories

Alma mater, you've lost my memories

Where should I rest my weary feet

Where should I search for the road that leads me to my dreams

Where should I caress my lonely nights

Where should I welcome every Where should I recite my poems

Where should I banish my hopes

Where should I laugh in my heart's content

Where should I cry in secret

Alma Mater, you lost my memories

Alma Mater, you lost my memories

The gate of the school has been moved forward by n meters

Even the classroom where I studied

is a place where I can find my dreams. Even the classroom where I studied

is dappled in the winter sun

And my sisters and brothers

They are all traveling through thick and thin

With the mindset of beauty for beauty's sake

Mai Mai and ****'s gratitude to my alma mater

Alma Mater, you've lost my memory

Alma Mater, you've lost my memory

I don't dare to linger in the beautiful, beautiful room

I don't dare to linger in the beautiful, beautiful room. p> Alma Mater, you lost my memories

Modern Poetry "You" 7

Love is a kind of attraction, but also a kind of impact

Love is a kind of feeling, but also a kind of temperature

Love is a kind of romance, but also a kind of fragrance

Walking around in a period of memories

All those moments used to be lost in a daze

are

It's all because I care too much

/

Where I came from

Where I'm going

Maybe when you hold the hand of your beloved

It's not so confusing anymore

/

You're the springtime

And I'm a poet who describes it

You and I belong to the springtime

And I'm a poet who describes it

You're the springtime

And I'm a poet who describes it.

You and I are both seeds of spring

And flowers of spring

/

I borrowed a paper umbrella from a poem

Just to hold up a flowery romance in my heart

I use poetry to enjoy the most beautiful love in the world

Enjoying the silent and fragrant years

/

If a person *** smells the spring

I am a poet describing the spring. If there is someone who *** sniffs the fragrance of middle age

*** guards the calm serenity of the sunset years, how wonderful it would be

Between the passing of the years, let my green threads hold your green threads

Let my gray hairs accompany your white hairs

/

The first time in life is like a poem, short and stunning

Life is like a poem again, light and long. Warmth melts my heart

/

Life is like a poem, there is always a wrongly written line of beauty

Regret your most beautiful years

Sadness stains your life's happiness

When I think of you

I can only sniff the fragrance of that poem over and over again

Modern Poetry: "You" 8

Snowflakes collect stars

The dawn collects dreams

The snowflakes collect stars

The dawn collects dreams

The dawn collects dreams

The dawn collects stars

Those selfless years

Collected deep thoughts

My dear, I keep my promise where you can't see it

Deep blessings to you ......

Whenever I think of the sirens breaking through the sky

Whenever I lose my eyes in the snow, rain, wind and sand

I think of you so tightly

Because it means a new job, a new journey awaits you

My blessings are also rubbed into the dancing lights between red and blue

I wish that at this time we could be in the blue sky

We **** the same restored childlike dream

In a harmonious environment, we decorate In harmony, decorating our *** same home

At this time,

My dear, the corners of my eyes are a little cold

Your navy blue uniform is a little majestic

I don't blame, I don't complain

Because a wounded heart needs solace

A congested highway needs to be unblocked

......

My dear, your footsteps seem to be in a hurry

I didn't get my blessings out in time

My tired body said that I was reluctant to give up

The blinking corners of my eyes conveyed my deep love and care

Perhaps, on the way to the late-night patrol

My greeting call didn't go out. My greetings are not dialed out

Your message of peace has not yet had time to write

......

My dear, thousands of miles away from home

Guarding the peace of dozens of miles of highway

Waiting to be written on our face

Happiness is also full of our

Those vows written with understanding and support

will never rust, discount

......

Modern Poetry "You" 9

I don't know, how many people are often like this,

Sometimes it's the wine and liquor, and sometimes it's a cup of tea.

Sometimes it's heavy makeup, sometimes it's plain.

Sometimes it's a big party, sometimes it's a light and a shadow.

The scene of life is always changing.

The roles are also constantly transforming.

Sometimes you are a listener,

Sometimes you are a supporter,

Sometimes you speak freely,

Sometimes you listen carefully.

No matter what the scene, no matter how the roles change,

I just want to know if you chose it or it chose you!

No matter who chose who, I just want to do one thing, to be free like the wind.

Life, always in the choice and be chosen to spend;

also always in the protagonist and supporting role in the change.

Whether you adapt or suffer, it doesn't matter.

What matters is freedom.

There is no need to discuss the definition and meaning of freedom,

just enjoy its joy and freedom.

Some may say that the ideal is beautiful and the reality is painful.

But isn't it always the case that people are inspired by good ideals to keep challenging the painful reality?

So, enjoy!

Whether you choose life, or life chooses you!

Because the choice is not yours, but the enjoyment is yours.

Enjoy it, like me, getting up at three in the middle of the night to write random stuff.

Modern Poetry "You" 10

A birthday song for you

Happy birthday to you!

Let me gently sing a

blessing song for you

I won't use the world's most beautiful language

Only my most simple and unadorned

Devoutly wish the heart a

Tonight the stars are shining brightly

A poem

A butterfly flew away from the dream

Become the only delicate dance <

Sincerely dancing for you

Blue rose petals

For the most beautiful moment of the day

I collected 365

blue rose petals

Each one of them is filled with your name

Wrapped up with thoughts and blessings. Blessings wrapped in layers

The fragrance of the flowers

is the smell of your poetry

The beautiful shadow of your fancy life

I have no sleep tonight

There is only starlight in the sky

The crescent moon boat has fallen into the sea of my heart

Filled with my blessings and candles that I lit for you

With the starlight.

Although I am not by your side tonight

from thousands of miles away, my poetic soul and prayers are flying all the way for

you

and I pray that the first ray of dawn on the morning of your birth

shines red and warm in front of your window

It's your birthday today

I am carefully putting a candle on the ground.

I carefully light up the red candles

I softly sing a birthday song for you

May the song float in your ears

May your happiness stay in your heart forever

May your peach blossom smile

always hang on your face

May you blossom like roses

May you live a life of happiness and peace

Dear faraway friend, I'm so sorry to hear about your birthday. p>

Dear distant friend

On this particularly happy and beautiful day

The long distance, the virtual sea of the Internet

I quietly gaze at the screen

The love of thousands of mountains

Thousands of mountains of thoughts

Quietly entangled in the fingertips of my knocking disk

At this time my heart is connected to your heart.

Even the longest distance can't keep me from thinking about you

Strumming the strings of love

You and I are in the midst of the mountains and the flowing water

Feeling the melody of love in each other's hearts

Holding your hands tightly

Embracing you in my arms

Letting my heart feel a piece of my heart

Blessing and singing

I'll spend my whole life to make sure that I have the best of everything.

I've spent my whole life

with only this one precious blessing

I've written a humble poem to sing a blessing for you with tears

in my heart!

Happy Birthday to you!

Second Blessing

Blessing y sent to the flypaper

Ice heart and jade pot love a piece of it

Extra scarlet dawn rise

Gesellschaft für die Wissenschaft

Born with wisdom and talent

Sun and moon are the same glory of the show of fame

A quick poem of blessing

Happy birthday to the hearts of the connected