About Thinking of You (two poems) One Thinking of You is the night I think of you I don't want to leave you but I have walked through the road with you under your heartfelt care Thinking of You is the night I think of you but you didn't give me any direction Is it because you are too patient or I am too greedy I always understand that people who are sincere are hurt more y but waiting turns all the concerns into speechless pains I can be indifferent to you, I can be soft as love but can't escape the taste of holding my heart - not for any reward so caring - not for any tomorrow so expecting When you started to leave me, I was so helpless It is not for anything so caring - not for tomorrow so expecting When you started to leave me, I was so helpless I can be indifferent to you, I can be tender to you, but I can't escape the feeling of being held in my heart - it's not for the sake of reward that I care - it's not for the sake of tomorrow that I look forward to - when you started to leave me, I was so helpless - it's reluctance, it's worry, it's the bit and bit that I can't let go of after we parted - it's still the same sentence. --You know it's a night with a lot of longing colors and pale tussles, and I'm really thinking of you. Fate is always a bit sudden, and love can't wait. You're gone and I'm blank. The breeze is light but still fragrant, the sky is empty and there are still clouds, and you're gone and I'm blank. The first one is the one that is not.
Maybe it is destined that we can only meet and can not be the same way, maybe the book of marriage in the past life missed the mark you and I love. Even so, you walk your way I walk my step, why do I have to be so unable to put aside, why my heart in addition to thoughts of a blank.
Just because the encounter is so beautiful, it will make me disregard everything. I don't dare to say goodbye to you when you leave, and I'm even afraid to meet with you on the narrow road, and I'm blank in my heart when you're gone.
Now I don't know if you are on the other side of the wind is smooth and happy, and there is no way to know if you are on the other side of the cloud is warm and happy. I have no news, I can only try to lift up the boundless thoughts, entrusted the breeze and clouds quietly bring you, the heart empty so that I can sleep in the blank.
Only because the encounter is too beautiful, will let me have this pain of longing. 1. In fact, I do not have to wait for you, just wait on, can not wait for someone else. 2.
-- "Chao Lu Ru Ru Yan" 2. If the world has ever had that person appeared, others will become will be! And I'm not willing to settle. -- "He Yi Xiang Xiao Mie" 3. I can not give you the world, but, my world, all to you.
-- "Never Forget" 4. The first step, look up. The second step, close your eyes.
This way, the tears all flow into the heart. I remember I never disliked you, and all those hard words that broke your heart were all lies on my part.
-- "Years is a two-life flower" 5. No I'm waiting for you at home, do not, forget the way home. -- "Ten years a product Wen Ruyan" 6. A lifetime ...... not to leave each other! You are my ...... I am also your.
-- "The One and Only" 7. I know what she wants, but I can not give her. What I gave you, I can't give to anyone else.
-- "Too Late to Say I Love You" 8. I've had a crush on him for a long time, and if I don't get in front of him, he'll never see me. -- "Secrets Buried by Time" 9. Time didn't wait for me, it was you who forgot to take me with you.
-- "Summer Solstice" 10. Years and years of companionship, white heads will not leave each other. ---------- "Long Xiang Si" 11.If happiness is not in Paris, it must be elsewhere.
But my world no longer has Paris, only you. -- "There is no Ferris wheel in Paris" 12. You like me because I am a nice person, but you love him, even if he is a wrong person.
-- "Promise me to look to you" 13. Meet you, I open a door, behind the door is heaven. --- "The original love is very sad" 14. Your heart is the place where I go to the end of the world and want to come back.
-- "Warm Strings" 15. It turns out that tears can really be endless, and heaven is no match for the slight smile you gave me. -- "How far is the distance of one light year" 16. The moment you turn around, my depressed life.
-- "He Yisheng xiaomo" 17. If I was brave at the beginning, the ending is not different. If you insisted at the time, the memories would not be so.
-- "There was a man who loved me like life" 18. Obviously does not matter what, once they suddenly say good want, over time, they really want it. I want you.
-- "Mak small crazy burning years" 19. Sometimes hate you, more often I love you.
You're not the wind, I'm not the sand, and I can't get to the end of the world without getting tangled up in it.
You are not the wind, and I am not the sand, and I can't get to the end of the world even if I am lingering.
2. Modern Acacia PoetryPoem 1: Thoughts are like flowers
Night
Like fertile black soil
Thoughts
Blossom for you
Lying in the center of the night
Flowers blossomed around you
Bloomed so beautifully
Wantonly
Blossomed in rows and columns.
Poem 2: Thoughts
Through four seasons
Thoughts stop in the fall
The lonely gaze
As it meets the red maple of the tree
The geese are flying away
The sunlight pours into the thin branches of the trees
The frost moves me to tears
Facing the distant white clouds
There's a cave pipe deep in the mountains
It plays softly
In the valleys
The fallen leaves are all over the ground
Red and yellow
The wind, sobbing
I'm sitting at the foot of the mountains
And I can see that the time is running a little bit
Into the water
Into my cabin
I'm thinking of autumn. > Poem 3: Autumn Thoughts
It's that time again when chrysanthemums bloom
Can you find in the yellow flowers everything that has gone before
Do you still feel
that the chrysanthemums, even though they are good for the temples, are still sad
The autumn winds are blowing and the flowers are falling
The yellow flowers that are falling are taking my thoughts away
The thoughts, though they are silent, are reversing the direction of my heart.
All my sorrows are buried at the end of the dim stars and moon
The song I sing softly in the middle of the night
But you are singing softly with
Autumn on the heart of a departed man
The sorrows of this life are already in the head of the heart
3. A compilation of ancient poems about modern homesickness
Under the full moon
Yu Guangzhong
Full of moonlight, there is no one to sweep it away.
The first time I saw this poem, it was a great success, and I was very happy to hear it.
Flat, like a pressed acacia ......
Moonlight with the fragrance of lotus leaves.
2. Nostalgia
Yu Guangzhong
When I was a child
Nostalgia is a small stamp
I'm at this end
My mother's at that end
When I grew up
Nostalgia is a narrow ship's ticket
I'm at this end
The bride is at that end
Later
Nostalgia is a short grave
I'm on the outside
My mother is on the inside
And now
Nostalgia is a shallow strait
I'm on this side
The continent is on that side
3. The song of hometown is a distant flute
It is always played on the nights when there is a moon
The face of hometown is a vague disappointment
It is like waving goodbye in the fog
After the parting
Nostalgia is a tree with no yearly cycle
It never grows old
4.Seek for a Modern Poem on Nostalgia
A modern poem about Nostalgia is as follows:
The poem is as follows:
Poem 1: "Summer Thoughts" By Jean Dongqing
Let me hold a summer rain
To nourish your drought-stricken heart
Let me catch a cool breeze
To brush away your fatigue
Let me turn on a spring
To give you endless sweetness
Let me pick a lotus flower
To warm your beautiful smiling face Warm up your beautiful face
All this is for you
All this is for you to have a refreshing summer
My thoughts
Originated from that summer when I met you
In the pavilion
By the pond
I held your hand when I met you to avoid the rain
Your smile
Like the moon, like jade
Your smile, like the moon, like the moon.
Your white dress
Like a lotus like a cloud
Your melodious voice
Like the strings of a zither playing
Since then millions of greetings have been exchanged
Endlessly
Poem 2: "Thinking of an Old Friend in the Moonlight Night" by Wu Aixiang
Tonight
When the moon rises
The bright moon of the Tang dynasty is the most beautiful moon in the world. That bright moon from the Tang Dynasty
is still at the window
visiting my tireless reading
You recognized me by calling out my maiden name
At this moment, the floodgates of memory
never closed again
That year, that moon, that person
And those youthful memories
are not as smoky as smoke
Those seeds sown in the spring
The sound of verdure
Once called, it greened the poetic countryside
The vast plains, and the sea's homeland
Swinging poetic accompanied by the fragrance of the laurel
That's my home, my lost youth
In the deepest part of the red dust, you're the
irreplaceable lone book of my life
I would like to be the first to be able to see the world's most beautiful and beautiful people.
I would like to wait for you
The full moon is a painting, the moon's absence is a poem
Poem 3: "Thinking of You" by Bai Yanyan
In the days when I am calm and quiet
I yearn for the only time I can be touched
But all the expectations
are just extravagant
I have laughed like the wind
And I have cried like the rain
And I have been a little bit sad, and I am not happy. I've cried like the rain
All the flowers in my heart bloomed and faded
Unexplained thoughts are as rich and fragrant as flowers
Blooming in the branches of the years
Fragrant in every season
Looking back at yesterday's moments
Anyone who stays with me
Even a small smile
Would make my heart sing I'm now drifting on the road to the end of the world
Thoughts have been precipitated by the years
There is no more high tide
I can only stand on the edge of the years
Waiting patiently for your news
Poem 4: "The Shadow of a Classmate" By Xiangxue
All days
All the days
There are shadows of my classmates
Gentle gaze
Positioned in my shyness,
Shadows of my classmates misty
All these days
Shadows of my classmates disappeared,
The reunion is hard to forget
Silent gaze
Leaving the camera,
The classmate is gone
The farther I go the closer it seems
As I pray a thousand times
All the days,
Surprisingly
There are classmates.
Poem 5: "Thoughts of Forever" By: Xu Kehong
The years go by and the time passes by
Through the history of time and space, thoughts are left behind
It's the end of the autumn and the end of the winter again, and it's the Cold Food Festival
On the first day of October of the Chinese lunar calendar
Hanging on to thoughts haunts the traditional folklore
Burning a piece of paper money and sending it with food, drink and so forth, and cold clothes.
The burning of paper money, food, drink, and cold clothes
to send the souls of our departed ancestors
Every household knows about it
Burning paper money to pay tribute to our ancestors and sending them cold clothes
Nourishes all the lights in every home and extends
the call of the heart
into a custom of the Chinese nation
that is remembered by the children of our children and their grandchildren
that has been passed down from generation to generation
and is still passed down today.
Passed down from generation to generation
Memory is fresh and infinite, and we are attached to our ancestors who have gone away
The kindness of our relatives
Forever in our thoughts
5. Modern Poems about Missing You"Remembering with my whole life" (Original creator of this manuscript: Ruoshui) In the day and night, in the long lonely years, I remembered you again, and the bright tears shook your heart to the surface; I left you with the dull light in the bottom of my eyes. Dark light, can not see the light around; I have been, have been asking myself if I should thank you, thank you for that with a lifetime of *** Vigorously a refueling of you; in addition to the embrace of the heart in a hurry, the eyes are only left with the only promise, and then I can not see those dashing figure, from your eyes I saw the beauty of the flow, from your eyes I see the faded once, from your eyes I would like to see such a pathetic self, guarding those distant The promise of the road, the wind, after all, is too strong, blowing chaos in my young love, and you immersed in the warmth; when now, silent silent thoughts, with a lifetime to remember, you give the crying.
6. Modern Acacia PoemsPoem 1: Thoughts such as flowers night as fertile black soil thoughts for you to blossom lying in the center of the night surrounded by flowers blooming so delicate and wantonly open rows and columns. Poem 2: Thoughts of walking through four seasons Thoughts of stopping in the fall Lonely eyes and the red maple tree to look at the geese are flying away when the sunlight sprinkled into the thin branches of the tree frost touched to tears to meet the distant white clouds there is a pipe pipe Dongjiao in the depths of the mountains sound long and slow in the valley of the fallen leaves are full of red, yellow wind, sighing I sat at the foot of the mountain to see the time is a little bit trickle into my cabin Poem 3: Thoughts of the fall is again is once chrysanthemums bloom can you find in the yellow flowers once lost everything whether still feel chrysanthemums Mo plug sideburns although good but also bleak autumn wind flowers also fall fall yellow flowers took away my thoughts thoughts although there is no sound but reversed my dry world in the stars and moon at the end of the bleak buried all of my sorrows at midnight I softly sang the song but you gently and the hearts of the departed fall in the heart of the life of the sorrows have been in the head of the heart.
7. Thinking of the lover's modern poetry1, teach me how not to think of her?
By Liu Hanong
There are some clouds in the sky,
and some breeze on the ground.
Ah!
The breeze is blowing my hair,
How can I not think of her?
The moonlight is in love with the ocean,
and the ocean is in love with the moonlight.
Ah!
How can I not think of her on such a honeyed, silver night?
How can I not think of her?
The flowers on the surface of the water flow slowly,
and the fish under the water swim slowly.
Ah!
What are you saying, Swallow?
How can I not think of her?
The dead trees are swaying in the cold wind,
and the wildfire is burning in the twilight.
Ah!
There is still some sunset in the western sky,
How can I not think of her?
2. I want to
By Ao Xuefeng
I want to
I want to
I want to
I want to
I want to
I want to
I want to
I want to
I want to
I want to
I want to
I want to
I want to
I want to
I want to
I want to
I want to
To be your cell phone
To love and know each other
To let the years go by like paper
You're crazy about me and you're obsessed with me
It's never going to end
I want to be your cell phone
I want to be your cell phone
To preserve the beauty of the world
To share the memories of the past
Every storyis transformed into a poem
3. Do you remember that winter
By: Hong Yi
Do you remember that winter
The snowflakes in Shanghai
blossomed into a dream
and decorated the memories of the two of us
Standing under the sky in the south
I looked at you from a distance
and saw you in the sky.
Nor can it fade the memories
In the end
I still missed season after season
Perhaps
the most perfect thing is to miss it
4. Soliloquy
By Qin Zihao
I told the ocean that I missed you
The ocean responded to me
with the sound of the soft tides
I told the forest that I miss you
I miss you.
I say to the forest, I miss you
The forest returns to me
With birdsong
I say to the starry sky, I miss you
The starry sky responds to me
With the ghostly sound of the night
I say to the valley, I miss you
The valley returns to me
With the murmur of a brook
I pour out my thoughts to you. I pour out my thoughts
You are like a stone statue
Silence should not be
If silence is your depression
You know that this depression
Hurts me the most
5. When I think of you
By Xiao Feng
With my deepest thoughts
I hold up rays of sunshine
And store them gently in your heart.
When the spring wind shakes the leaves
and floats the melodious notes
I will bring you the most joyful songs
In the days when the wind blows and the rain pours down
I will set up a rainbow of seven colors
to protect you from the wind and the rain
In the days when the snow is falling
I will quietly spread sunshine
to your heart.
I'll fill every corner of your body with sunshine
I'll warm your memories of the cold winter
When I think of you
I'll look up to the blue sky
I'll put my thoughts in the sunshine
No matter where you go
You can always receive hope
I'll make the sunshine always be with you
Even if it's in the darkness of the night. In the vast darkness of the night
I will also pick a ray of sunshine to shine on you
On the journey of your life
Sprinkle warmth and light all the way.
The hometown is a thousand miles away tonight, and the frosty sideburns will be there in the morning for another year. The sea rises bright moon, the end of the world **** this time" (Zhang Jiuling), "every festive season doubly homesick" (Wang Wei), "raise your head to look at the moon, low thinking of the hometown" (Li Bai), "dew from this night white, the moon is the hometown Ming". The moon is bright in my hometown" (Du Fu), "The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river, when will the bright moon shine on me" (Wang Anshi), "The bright moon was there, and it once shone on the return of colorful clouds" (Yan Guidao) Silent Night Thoughts The light of the bright moon in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground. Looking at the moon, looking down and thinking of the homeland Wang Wei ---- "September 9 Day Memories of Shandong Brothers" alone in a foreign land for a foreign guest, every festival doubly think of their relatives.
The brothers are in the same place, and they are all in the same place, and they are all in the same place, and they are all in the same place. The mother's hand is full of threads, and the son's body is full of clothes.
The first step is to make sure that you're not too late to return. The first time I saw her was when she was a little girl, and the second time I saw her was when she was a little girl.
The Yellow Crane Tower The sunny river is full of Hanyang trees, and the grass is full of Parrot Island. The first thing you need to do is to get out of the countryside and go back to your hometown.
Poems of longing 1. calling for the sound of their friends ------>2. cast me to the peach, in return for the plum ------>3. cast me to the papaya, in return for the agar kui ------>4. friendship in the acquaintance, flesh and blood, why pro ------ Han Lefu folk song >5. husband's ambition to the four seas, 10,000 miles are still more than the neighbor ------ the three kingdoms. Wei. Cao Zhi>6. A close friend in the sea, far-flung realms as next door ------ Tang. Wang Bo>7. Knowing each other is not far away, 10,000 miles are still neighbors ------ Tang. Zhang Jiuling>8. The young man is happy to know new things, and in his twilight he thinks of his old friends ------ Tang. Han Yu>9. To write often meet friends, only virtue since the neighbor ------ Tang. Zu Yong>10.The same is the end of the world down people, meet why have ever known each other ------ Tang. Bai Juyi>11. life friendship in the end, not for the rise and fall in the middle of the road points ------ Tang. Helan Jinming>12. life fellowship is not old or young, why should we talk about fellowship first in the same key ------ Tang. Du Fu>13. Friends like painting must seek light, mountain like thesis do not like flat ------ Qing Dynasty. Wengzhao> "the sea rises bright moon, the end of the world **** this time" (Zhang Jiuling), "every festive season doubly homesick" (Wang Wei), "raise your head to look at the bright moon, low thinking of their hometown" (Li Bai) The moon is the bright moon of my hometown" (Li Bai), "The dew is white from tonight, the moon is the bright moon of my hometown" (Du Fu), "The spring breeze is greening the banks of the south of the Yangtze River, when will the bright moon shine on me" (Wang Anshi), "The bright moon was shining on me at that time, and it used to shine on me as I returned to my hometown" (Yan Guidao). The Song of Songs in Water (水调歌头) In the Mid-Autumn Festival of the year cingchen, I got drunk and composed this piece, remembering Ziyu at the same time. When will the moon come back?
I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace. I want to ride the wind to go home, but (a) afraid of the jade tower, the high place is not cold. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get a good look at this.
The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night. The first thing you need to do is to get the money to pay for it. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for the work.
I hope people will be long, thousands of miles of **** Chan Juan.
The people on the lake are happy and worried, and the West Lake is still flowing. The West Lake is still flowing.
Fifteen years ago, I turned my head, and I put down my life.
I am thinking of my hometown tonight, and I will be there again in the morning. ***I'm not sure if I've ever been to a place where I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to make it. (3) Homesickness [Sung] Li 觏 Li 觏 People say that the setting sun is the end of the world, and I can't see my home at the end of the world.
I already hate that the blue mountains are separated from each other, and the blue mountains are still covered by the twilight clouds.
The letter was written by Yuan Kai, who was a member of the family in the capital city.
The lines of the letter have no words of farewell, but only to return home early. (5) and the Haochu Shangren with the mountains to send Beijing relatives [Tang] Dai Shulun Sea pointed mountains like a sword, the fall everywhere to cut the sadness.
If the body of a thousand million, scattered on the peak to look at the hometown. The first time I saw it, it was a very long time ago, and it was a very long time ago.
The night of autumn rain in Huainan, the high fastnesses heard the geese. (7) Miscellaneous Poems (Wang Wei) You come from your hometown, you should know about your hometown.
In the coming days, in front of the window, the cold plum is not yet in flower? I'm not sure when I'm going to come back.
The river is quiet, the tide is falling, and the forest is dark. The first time I saw it, it was a very good idea.
(9) Farewell to the Thorny Gate (Li Bai) Ferry far from the Thorny Gate, come from the Chu country tour. The mountains follow the end of the plains, and the river flows into the great wilderness.
Under the moon flying heavenly mirror, the clouds born of the knot sea building. The first time I saw this is when I was a kid, and it was a very good time for me.
(10) moonlit night hundred million she brother (Du Fu) garrison drums break the line, the side of the geese a sound of autumn. The moon is bright in the hometown.
All of my brothers are scattered, and I have no home to ask about life and death. The letter is often not reached, not to mention the fact that the army has not yet been rested.
(11) Farewell (Sui Dynasty Folk Song) The willow hangs down on the ground, and the poplar blossoms fly up to the sky. The willow is green and drooping, and the poplar flowers are flying all over the sky. (12) Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night (Wang Jian) Crows roost in the white trees in the courtyard, and the osmanthus blossoms are wet with cold dew.
Tonight, the moon is bright, and I don't know whose home the thoughts of autumn have fallen on. (13) When I meet the envoy to the capital, the road to the old garden is long, and the tears of the dragon bells in my sleeves are not dry.
We met at once without pen and paper, so we had to rely on you to send a message to report peace.
The king's division has decided to set up the Central Plains in the north, and the family sacrifices have not forgotten to tell Naiweng.
Thousands of roaches, long smoke and sunset city closed. I have no plan to return to my home before the Yanran return.
The Qiang's pipe is so long that the ground is covered with frost. The general's hair is white and the soldiers are in tears.
(16) One Cut Plum Boat Passing Wujiang River (Jiang Jie) A piece of spring sorrow to be quenched by wine. The boat on the river is rocking, and the curtains upstairs are waving.
The boat was on the river, and the curtains upstairs were waving. The wind is blowing again, the rain is falling again.
When will I return home to wash my robe? The first time I saw you, I was so happy to see you.
It's easy to throw people away. The cherry is red, the banana is green.
(17) Tianjingsha Autumn Thoughts (Ma Zhiyuan) Withered vines, old trees and crows, small bridges and flowing rivers, and thin horses in the west wind of the old road. The sun is setting in the west, and the broken hearted people are at the end of the world.
(18) wall in prison (Tan Sitong) Looking at the door to throw stop thinking about Zhang Jian, to endure the death of a moment to wait for Du Gen. I will laugh at the sky with my sword, and leave my liver and guts behind.
(19) A Chapter of Feelings (Tan Sitong) All things in the world against the sorrow of spring, now to the underworld a cry for rest. The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley, and I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley.