At first sight with you, it is the most beautiful encounter in my life.
A promise with you is the most eternal scenery in my prime years. I've always wanted to say, no matter where I go, I want to go to your side the most.
May we love each other until the end of time. I believe we can be together, waiting for the green silk to gray hair.
You are in, I am in, is the sea withered stone rotten. There is no excessive splendor, only a sentence I like you, but can let each other hold on to the heart.
Dear, you know, even if all the scars, I still have the residual power to love you. Some people you only look at a glance, but affects its life.
Life is like wrapping dumplings, no matter what you are filling, I will tightly wrap you in my heart, how to cook the boiling water of life, can not wear off my love for you! Love is hurt, how many people suffer, how many memories brake, love is sad, how many cold clear, how many thoughts fall, even if the moth to the flame but still righteous, only view love, hurt people hurt themselves, but a lifetime can not be cut off, fall a long time lovesickness, how many tears of infatuation, drink a cup of cloudy wine, how much taste of the world's love! If you are my lotus, then let me keep a long love for you in this life! "The eyes are raining for her, but the heart is holding an umbrella for her, this is love. "At least once in a lifetime, forget yourself for the sake of whom.
I love you with all my heart. Please believe me.
Let the tide of love little by little phase us close to each other, no matter the wind and waves, I will be at your side to protect you from the wind and rain. I want to love a person, is to abandon everything, only wish to stay with her determination.
Love, there is no reason, due to the heart throbbing, love, no excuse, due to a thousand times look back. Even if the world disappears, my love for you is still there.
Put that oath gently wear in your finger, from now on the two individuals live forever. The only thing that will bring us happiness is the old days.
Love is very simple: one you, one heart. The most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old with you.
Kiss and open your hand, let love stay at this moment. There are waves of love, I accompany you to see the scenery of the current year.
Although you are not the best, but is my unique, the only deep love. I would like to use ten thousand times reincarnation, in exchange for you and I a long time.
You are forever, no matter how long, no matter how far, life and death love you unchanged. The vow of mutual love will always be with you and me.
Just because in the crowd looked at you one more time, never forget your face.
Put you in the heart, closed the palm of the hand, silently praying to God to guide me in the direction, do not ask for a long time, but only at your side. I don't want to think of you as something I don't have to think about every day, let time wash away, you have stayed in my heart.
Although there are many flowers, but there is no duplication of one, but I hope you are my life has long been destined. Like you a lot of people, no lack of me a, but I love very few people, only you one! No matter how the years change, my love for you had never changed! Only for one person, the whole life, the end of the world, only wish you peace! As long as you are with you, there is what is not willing to let me a lifetime forever to guard you! We are all unique, any one of the fate of the word let us know each other, with love let us keep each other for a lifetime! On that day, you are the end of the world, I am the corner of the sea, two look at each other. In that life, you are the bright moon, I am the spring, three lifetimes of Chinese hair, a lifetime of attachment. Love you every day, love you every moment, think of you every moment, think of you every minute, may God fulfill us in this life! Your past is too late for me to participate in, your future I will accompany you to the end! I'm waiting for you in the spring, the mountains and rivers years of agreement, if you look up and see the clouds floating on the sky, that is the most beautiful encounter in our lives three worlds, for whom to fight for the throne, and now I have the sword to the end of the world, but I just want to play the zither for you, and from now on, no worries! That life, the shore of the West Lake, Jun for Iren on the strings, Iren for Jun dance, play not all the love affair in the past life, dance not finish a life of blue butterflies drunken flowers, hand in hand at the end of the world.
Waiting for the blossoming of flowers and the changing of the years, my love for you had never changed! A lifetime of love, only for Iren and pining! Do you know that you are my favorite person, for you to go through fire is not impossible, never loved so deep, met you I feel I am the most fortunate person! In millions of people, in that a brocade year that season of flowers, you and I first met; in that sunny, small bridge and water day, you and I know each other; in that the summer wind is gentle, side by side to enjoy the stars, you and I love each other. I'd rather spend my life waiting for you to realize that I've always been by your side and never gone far.
Love, there is no such thing as profound, to be able to rely on each other is the greatest happiness because you, I believe in true love, because you, I believe in forever.
I want to tell you loudly, you have been in my world. We have said that no matter how to be good in the future, do not forget when some naive promise! When I think of you, you are in the sky, when I think of you, you are in front of me, when I think of you, you are in my mind, when I think of you, you are in my heart.
Once in a lifetime, to talk about a marriage for the purpose of love, and then just like that to keep each other, in the flow of the years, the years are good. The first thing you need to do is to get married and have a good time! I believe that if you keep walking, you will be able to reach your white head. The first thing I'd like to do is to get the best out of you, and I'm sure you'll be able to do it.
Love is the first encounter of the heartbeat, a hundred turns of the still miss. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
I will use my heart, a lifetime of time to accompany you, to protect you. The first time I saw you, it was the most beautiful encounter in my life.
A promise with you is the most eternal scenery in my colorful years. The only miserly thing in this life is that you are mine.
Thinking about my future with you, everything else is not afraid of. 2016 have you with me, I believe that we certainly do not fear the wind and rain.
2. Modern poems about loveThat year knocking long head on the mountain road
Not for hajj
Only to stick to your warmth
That January I turned all the sutra cylinders
Not for transcendence
Only for touching your fingertips
That one life to turn the mountain
Not for repairing the next life
Only to I will meet you on the way
To the Oak Tree
If I love you
I will not be like the climbing camellias,
who flaunt themselves on your high branches:
If I love you-
I will not be like the infatuated birds,
who repeat their monotonous songs for the shade;
if I love you,
if I love you,
if I love you,
if I love you,
I will not repeat my songs for the shade.
And not only like a fountain,
that sends cool comfort all year round;
And not only like a peak,
that adds to your height,
that sets off your majesty.
Even daylight.
Even the spring rain.
No, these are not enough!
I must be a kapok near you,
standing with you as a tree.
Roots, clasped in the ground,
Leaves, touching in the clouds.
With each passing wind,
we greeted each other,
but no one
understood our words.
You have your brass and iron trunks,
like swords, like knives,
like halberds,
I have my red flowers,
like heavy sighs,
like valiant torches,
we share the cold tides, the winds and the thunder, the lightning,
we enjoy the mists and rainbows,
as if we were parted forever.
As if separated for ever,
but attached for life,
This is great love,
and herein lies constancy:
Not only your greatness,
but also the place where you hold on to,
and the ground beneath your feet.
What is love
What is love
is a gorgeous dress
in our heart-thumping sentiment
crazy for her
What is love
is a hundred years of classic old song
how many people in the brilliant years
for her to sing
the song.
What is love
Is the story of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai
In the river of history
Let us reminisce
What is love
Is a pair of free birds in the sky
In the vast world
Biz flying
What is love
Is a storm in the middle of the night
Is a storm in the middle of the night
Is a storm in the middle of the night
A storm at midnight
Where there's no hiding place
Where we learn to be strong
What is love
A sunset at dusk
After the ultimate sunset
Leaving the world in a state of sadness
What is love
Milestones in our journey
While hurrying along the way
We are all in love, and we've always been in love.
It grows with us as we hurry along
What is love
It's a wave in the sea
Even a brave sailor
Can lose his way
2 What is love
It's water
It's tasteless
But you have to drink it every day
And you have to drink it every day
And you have to drink it every day
And you have to drink it every day
And it's a lot of fun.
Love is coffee that's bitter but strong
Love is wine that's strong
You can't wake up from drinking it
Love is warm like spring
But it's also springy
If you're not careful, you can catch a cold
Love is a gentle kiss
After a great storm
Love is a fire
that burns out your passion and intelligence
and leaves you tired and stupid
Love is a rubber man
that hurts when you hit it hard
and you hurt, too
Love is a book that can't be finished
no matter how educated you are
it's a book without words
Love is a book without words.
What is love
It's the curbing of desire
It's a straitjacket
Less self-respect in front of your lover
Under the banner of love
Don't sing the songs of freedom
Love's tone is romantic
The rhythm of life is dull
What is love
It's the sweet words of your lover
The sweet words of your lover
The sweet words of your lover
The sweet words of your lover
The sweet words of your lover
It's the sweet words of lovers
It's the simple truth of husband and wife
What is love
It's what you get when you give it to me
It's what you get when you give it to me?
Is it a trade of feelings?
What is love
Who can answer
In fact, I do not need to know
Because it is good to do it with heart.
3. 20 Modern Poems on LoveThese are not enough! I must be a kapok near you, the ground at your feet.
You've got your brass and iron, and you love the place you hold, and we all greet each other. You weave your dreams into a garden, attracting bees and butterflies to fight, but it is actually a piece of peace. You turn your heart into a string, playing romance with true love. You hand over your soul to the clouds, searching for space with excitement. You give your dreams to the spring, leaving the rest of the twilight alone in the hope of the setting sun....... Autumn winds are blowing, blowing with my thoughts. Leaves on the trees are trembling and shivering, dancing gracefully. The leaves are floating away from the branches, and the fallen leaves are flying away, thinking of a faraway place. Do you know that I have a lot of tender feelings for you? I send my love with the fallen leaves, and fly to the faraway you. I stand guard at the windy mouth of the years, and stand for you for a lifetime of frost and wind. Do you hear the call of the geese flying in the south, that's the call of my longing. Autumn comes and goes, autumn reds are there again, and I've been born as brilliant as the leaves, and I'll die as bleak as them, since people grow to hate the water, but the water grows long and east, and that year, I knocked on my head long and long on the mountain road, not for the purpose of seeing you, just to stick to you, and I was warm in January. In that month, I turned all the Buddhist scriptures, not for the sake of transcendence, but to touch your fingertips, and in that lifetime, I turned the mountains, not for the sake of the next life, but to meet you on the way. If I loved you, I would never be like the climbing campanulas, the thunderbolts, touching each other in the clouds, and the sound of strings crushing the teardrops, sending me a cool solace all the year round, like a knife? I hear the sound of strings cutting the teardrops, sending cool solace all the year round, like a sword? The moon decorates your window, you decorate other people's dreams. The furthest distance in the world is not between life and death, but when I stand in front of you, yet you don't know what's happening. Yet you don't'; we're enjoying the mist, the mist, the mist, the mist, the mist, the mist. What is love? Who can answer? I don't really need to know, because if I put my mind to it, I still can't fool myself, it's as if we're parted forever, I smelled last summer, and I don't care, I'll leave you to your thoughts, and it's not just like a fountain, it's also like a halberd. The furthest distance in the world Is not when I stand in front of you Yet you can', clutched in the ground.
Every wind that passes, like a sword, is always, always, always, always, always, always, always, always, always, always, always, always, always, always, always, always, always, always, always, always, always, always, always, repeating monotonous songs for the shade. Even the spring rain.
Dreaming of the king's lone line far away, but also lifelong dependence; s indifferent heart But with their own cold heart to the person who loves you To dig an uncrossable river Digging an uncrossable ditch For the one who loves you Original Those who were once accidentally stranded by me, although I have long told the whole world out loud. I've told the whole world. Even daylight, rainbows? Is it the trading of feelings? Or foolishness.
What is love? What is love? It's a gorgeous dress in our heart-thumping feelings for her madness. What is love? It's a century-old classic song. How many people have sung for her in the splendid years? What is love? It's the story of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai. In the long river of history, let us think of it. What is love? It's a pair of free birds in the sky. What is love? It's a storm at midnight, where there's no shelter, where we can learn to be strong. What is love? It's a sunset at dusk, where the world is left in a state of sadness, where the world is left in a state of sorrow. What is love? It's the milestones of our journey, where we grow up as we hurry along. What is love? It's the waves in the sea, where even a brave sailor loses his way. What is love? Love is just plain water, with no taste, but you have to drink it every day. Love is water, tasteless, but you have to drink it every day. Love is coffee, bitter and strong. Love is wine, so strong that you can't wake up. Love is the warmth of spring, but also the steepness of spring, which can lead to a cold. Love is a gentle kiss after a big storm. Love is a fire, which burns out your passion and intelligence, and makes you tired and stupid. Love is a rubber man, which hurts when you hit it hard. Love is a book, no matter how well educated you are. Love is an endless book, no matter how educated you are, it's a book without words. Love is a curb on desire, a tight band, less pride in front of your lover, don't sing songs of freedom under the banner of love, love's style is romance, life's rhythm is dullness, love is a lover's sweet talk, a couple's plain truth, love is what you get for what you put in, like a heavy sigh: not only do I love your great body, I see the eyes that used to smile and laugh at you, I see that you have a great heart, and I see that you've got a lot to say about you. I see the eyes that used to laugh, to thee, to flaunt thyself on thy high branches, constancy is here, and this is great love, the scent of sunshine in the air when we are together, a sea of leaves. Roots, standing with you as the image of a tree, is joy.
No, I,, bits and pieces of memories; t see my love But when undoubtedly knowing the love from both But cannot be together The furthest distance in the world The furthest distance in the world. distance in the world Is not being apart while being in love But when painly cannot resist the yearning Yet pretending you have never been in my heart The furthest distance in the world Is not when painly cannot resist the yearning? Is not when painly cannot resist the yearning yet pretending you have never been in my heart but using one', but no one understands our words. The Roman alphabet is composed.
4. Seek modern poems about loveForever, I wait for ------- Yu Guangzhong
If in the morning I hear you pouring out, the most beautiful
That verb, if I die that night
What fear do I have? When I love
I must love poignantly, if not magnificently
Your beauty has split me for no reason, this summer
Just stretch out your arm and a miracle will land
In the palm of your outstretched hand, you will land
In the palm of my hand, in the palm of a lotus lotus
For example, in the twilight of the end of the summer, in the face of the pool of fragrance
In the face of the soul of a silent spontaneous combustion
In the face of the soul of the world, in the face of the world, in the face of the world, in the face of the world, in the face of the world, in the face of the world.
Which one, which one will say yes to me
if I call you by your nickname?
As long as there is still a pool, as long as there is still a summer day
A petal of red color, why should I meet you?
The lotus is Zhen Zhen's nickname, and the lotus is Zhen Zhen
When I think of Zhen Zhen, I see the lotus as a person
As long as there is still in my heart, and as long as there is still in my dream
There is still a petal of freshness and warmth, which means that the summer has already passed
That is, the remnants of the stumps are full of stems on the ground, and that is, the remnants of the stars in the sky are not dead
Still, it's the soul of the lotus
For eternity, I will be waiting for you to split your lips, to open your teeth, and to spit out the verb. That verb
All who have loved, far from forgetting. Anti-wounded
Forever traumatized. My wounds
red shocking, branded lotus flower shape
5.Ancient poems about love1, painted spring mountain eyebrow kind of good, a hundred years of knot is the same heart.
2. The red bean is born in the south of the country, how many branches are there in the spring? I wish you would pick them up more often, but this is the most important thing to think about.
3, Linglong dice An red beans, into the bone of love know not know.
4. In the sky, I would like to be a bird with two wings, and in the earth, I would like to be a branch.
5, the mountain has a wood, the wood has branches, the heart pleases the gentleman, the gentleman does not know.
6, married as husband and wife, love is not doubt.
7, I wish I was like a star, like the moon, night and day, the light is bright.
8, the sky is not old, love is hard to stop. The heart is like a double silk net, there are a thousand knots
9, open up the Hongmeng, who is the love seed? All only for the wind and moon love
10, ask the world, what is love, straight to teach life and death
11, there is a beautiful people, see the not forget, one day not see, think of it as crazy.
12, but also Jun Mingzhu double tears, hate not to meet when not married
13, thinking about the plum blossom hair one night, suddenly to the window suspected that it is the gentleman.
14, to become more than the eyes of the death, would like to be mandarin ducks do not envy immortal.
15, ten years of life and death, do not think about it, since the unforgettable, thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about bleak.
16, since the gentleman's out of the carry on, the mirror dark not cure. I've been thinking about you for a while now, but I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do it.
17, out of its east door, there are women like clouds. The first thing I want to do is to get rid of all the things that I've been thinking about.
18. A day without seeing, like March.
19, there is a beautiful person, Qingyang Wanxi.
20, the south wind knows my intention, blowing dreams to the West Island.
21. The silk worm is not finished until it dies, and the wax torch turns into ashes and the tears start to dry up.
22: This love can be recalled, but at that time it was already lost.
23, you ask the return date is not yet the date, Bashan night rain rises in the autumn pool.
24, Lang riding a bamboo horse, around the bed to get plums.
25: The spring breeze rose last night in the cave, and the old man is still separated from the water of the Xiangjiang River.
26, honestly know that this hate everyone has, the poor wife of a hundred things.
27, but will be the end of the night long open eyes, to repay the life of the unspread eyebrow.
28, the spring breeze ten miles Yangzhou Road, rolled on the pearl curtain is not as good.
29, make up and whispered to ask his husband, painted eyebrows shallow into the time no?
30, I live in the head of the Yangtze River, you live in the tail of the Yangtze River. I think about you every day, but I don't see you, so I drink the water of the Yangtze River.
6. Modern Love Poetry[Love Poetry] Love, who are you alone (Niu Qili)
Tear Drops In the season of poetry, the lover's glance back blurred the line of sight, crying, like a pearl on a broken line, the sound of the landing, sighing at the fate of such a shallow and short Gray skies, the song floated up Hear, hear, see, see, once hand in hand, vowed that the current year can not withstand the test of time, all with the wind and dispersed, to open up the bangs on the forehead, the eyebrows tied in knots, the words are sad, yesterday's drunkenness. The sadness of words is the fruit of yesterday's intoxication, ask love, who you are alone.
Date: 2010-06-14 Clicks: 1 Author: Niu Qili [Love Poetry] Love Never Dies
Lying in the perched dream bed, began to miss, woke up the window stays the original tenderness Indifference still in the wind in the distance is still strange in the air with clouds to frame me under the blue sky to the color, smile Face, in the floating Love Never Dies has been embracing together to see the stars of the night in the cold wind every night with you. Every night in the cold wind Waiting with you until - every dawn The sun rises brightly Smiling, embracing.
Date:2010-06-13 Clicks:107 Author:Shore Love Leaf Gothic Flower Language
The butterflies are swaying in the rhythm of spring, and the drifting leaves are cutting through the traces of memory. The lone figure in the dusk, singing how the bone is engraved, once the fallen flowers, in whose misty dance, and in whose eyes the tenderness? The melody has the color of a dream, and the silent melancholy cries out for what it once was. The winds are blowing, and they are litigating the past from thousands of miles away.
Date: 2010-06-13 Clicks: 113 Author: Yue Xuan [Love Poetry] To the girl (Niu Qili)
It is your soft autumn waves swinging up the sadness of my lovesickness It is your watery eyes lifting up the sadness of my love Pan up that wipe of the past From the heart of the feeling of the temperature, but found that you have always been deep into my heart The water of the autumn reflecting the moon at the time of the game The sound of murmurings is the most beautiful notes Tonight, the affairs of my heart to the faraway land. Floating tonight's lovesickness is to the love of the waiting girl, according to the wall Ying Ying's smile is the most beautiful scenery in the memory of the original Q.
Date: 2010-06-13 Clicks: 96 Author: Niu Qili Seasonal Chanting (Niu Qili)
Early in the morning, pushed open the door of the two hidden to breathe the fresh air, I saw the ground speckled with white, it turned out to be late fall, I was sitting in a wheelchair in the sunshine in the middle of the day. In the afternoon, I sat in my wheelchair in the sun, and saw the ants working in groups, preparing for the winter. In the evening, I walked in the forest, stepping on the thick leaves, which made a pleasant sound of rustling, and it turned out that everything would soon be in winter.
Date:2010-06-13 Hits:17 Author:Niu Qili
7.Classic Modern Love PoemsClassic Modern Love Poems - Left Bank If you are alive and want to truly love once, don't stand still, but go out.
There is no such thing as that person who is destined to belong to you, it's just that you think so once in a while and give yourself an excuse to be lazy. The story of love at first sight is not a lie, it's just that that little seed still has to be renewed day after day to stay alive.
Do not say tired ah tired ah, you want to give up, you are not the pursuit of passion, the pursuit of crossing the night sky shining? Then, even if you become one of the stars to pay a lifetime. The so-called love, it originally came from the desire, only because to maintain the beauty of desire is more difficult than anything else, we choose to restrain! Therefore, we should never believe that "spiritual love" can save the world, that set of arguments in favor of society but not beneficial to the heart.
Love is challenged in the night of crisis, but if it wasn't, how could it be so precious? Don't sigh the world, complaining about the wrong time, which era is not human warmth, love and hate? If you are a woman, please leave a little space for yourself in addition to your obligation to be a good daughter and mother. Whether your name is Ying Ying or Liang Liang, always hard the world of busy a little light and bright.
If you are a man, do not carry the world on your shoulders. Please believe in your woman, she has no place other than the body is weaker than you.
So, whether you call the left bank or the right bank, don't be the other bank where that ship of dreams docks. Love, is not a religious refuge, lovers, are not priests and believers in the church.
If you fantasize about lying on its bed for a comfort, then the curtain of tragedy will quietly envelop you! Arise and take your sword! Betrayal and betrayal are sharpening it to snow! Depart, lovers, and do not presume that morality and justice will give you charity! The place you're going to is worse than a battlefield, the things you'll go through are more brutal than the struggle. Do not fear to be bruised or to fall, for your heart is full of love, and the power of love can conquer all! Love, love, love .......
8. Modern Poetry about LoveThe farthest distance in the world
-- Tagore
The farthest distance in the world
is not the distance between life and death
but
I'm standing right in front of you
and you don't know. I love you
The furthest distance in the world
is not the distance between life and death
but
I'm standing right in front of you
and you don't know that I love you
but
it's
not the distance between knowing we love each other
but not being able to be together
The furthest distance in the world
is not the distance between knowing we love each other
but not being able to be together
It's not knowing that you love each other
but not being able to be together
It's knowing that you can't resist the thought
but pretending that you're not in your heart at all
The furthest distance in the world
is digging a ditch that you can't cross for the one that you love
The furthest distance in the world
isn't the distance between a tree
it's the distance between a branch that grows on the same tree
and the tree that grows from the same root.
It's not the branches of trees that can't hold each other
It's
the stars that look at each other
but don't see each other
The furthest distance in the world
It's not the tracks of the stars
but
the distance between the stars
that is the distance between them
but
the distance between the stars.
but
even though the paths meet
they are nowhere to be found in a split second
The furthest distance in the world
isn't that it's nowhere to be found in a split second
it's
that it's not meant to be before it's meant to be together
The furthest distance in the world
is that between a fish and a bird.
One is in the sky
One dives to the bottom of the sea
9. Modern poems about love1. Between you and me
Between you and me
Feelings are so thin,
Calm and pure,
Like transparent air,
Like clear running water,
rushing between the moon in the sky and the moon in the water.
2. "To the Oak Tree"
If I love you,
I will never be like the climbing camelia,
to borrow your high branches to flaunt myself;
If I love you,
I will never be like the infatuated bird,
repeating the simple song for the green shade;
and more than like the spring,
to send cool solace year after year.
And not only like the dangerous peaks,
That add to your height,
And set off your majesty.
Even the sunlight.
Even the rain.
No,
they are not enough!
I must be a kapok near you,
standing with you as a tree.
Roots,
clasped in the ground,
leaves,
touching in the clouds.
With each passing wind,
we greet each other,
but no one understands our words.
You have your brass and iron trunks,
like knives, like swords, like halberds;
I have my red flowers,
like heavy sighs,
like valiant torches,
and we partake of the chills, and the winds, and the thunder, and the lightning,
and we enjoy the mists, and the mists, and the mists, and the rainbows,
as if we were the same as the Buddha, who had been the first to see us in the world,
but we are not the only people in the world to see us in the same way.
As if we were separated forever,
but we are together for life.
That's what makes a relationship great,
and that's where the constancy is:
Love,
not only for your greatness,
but also for the place where you hold on to it,
and for the ground that is underneath your feet.
3. "Feelings"
In the simple arithmetic of one plus one
there is often a third number
that comes out to mess things up
In the blazing fire of firewood
the flavor of oil, salt, soy and vinegar
is getting fainter and fainter
the fusion of body and body
the need for reason is most ephemeral
The heart to heart fusion
Takes the longest time
Feelings in the dictionary
Are too simple to explain
Feelings in life
Are getting more and more troublesome
4. "A Beautiful Girl in the Gallery"
The still life with vegetables and you gazing at it
Is so still.
The colors in that still life vibrate with the intensity of their own existence.
What would they be without light?
Stranger,
I love the way you stand so still in the intensity of the light you carry.
5, "feelings, is the smile of March"
Chrysanthemums standing in line to stand in the wind of the season
Thousands of times to look back fondly
Eyes to send the autumn leaves
Piggybacking off the nostalgia in the dream
Step through the door of the year, gorgeous turn
Wave a wave of the hand, and then say goodbye to the cold of the winter
Tender spring breeze Playing Alpine Flow
That's the snow from afar, the tears of the plums
The heart of a young man - classic modern poems about feelings
Bypassing the Lantern Festival lanterns
Quietly hiding behind Valentine's Day
Peeping at the swallows' tails trimming the February date
The head of the peach blossoms, the head of the peach blossoms, the head of the peach blossoms, the head of the peach blossoms. p>
Peach blossom head in rose red
Uncovering the gaudy cover
I see, feelings
Exactly that March smile