Ask for a love poem, the master of poetry will help!

Song 1: A flowering tree.

How to make you meet me.

In my most beautiful moment for this.

I have been praying before the Buddha for 500 years.

Ask it to make us a dust bond.

The Buddha then turned me into a tree.

Grow by the side of the road that you must pass.

Flowers bloom discreetly in the sun.

The flowers are the hope of my past life.

When you walk in, please listen.

That trembling leaf is the enthusiasm I wait.

And when you finally walk by in defiance.

Falling to the ground behind you.

Friend, that's not petals.

It's my withered heart.

The second song. If.

If you let me keep watch.

I will always stand like a tree where you left off, even if it grows old day by day, the leaves become yellow day by day, and the pieces are withered, and only the dead branches remain, I will still stand where you left.

Guard. If you let me follow, I will be like a bird, all the way in the direction of your departure, even if I grow old day by day, the feathers lose their luster day by day, and the pieces fall off one by one, leaving only the stump wings, I will still go in the direction of your departure.

Track down! The third song:

Don't dare to come near you.

Don't dare to make eye contact with you.

I'm afraid I'll fall in love with you.

Beyond control. I don't dare to be alone with you.

I'm afraid I'll fall in love with you.

Beyond control. I don't dare to admire the clouds and trees with you.

I'm afraid I'll fall in love with you.

Beyond control. I don't dare to walk with you in the sunset.

I'm afraid I'll fall in love with you.

Beyond control. That moonlit night.

Drifting light smoke.

I'm thinking about you. Beyond control.

When thousands of families rejoice.

Singing and dancing. I'm thinking about you.

Beyond control. When the breeze.

Tell in front of the window.

I'm thinking about you. Beyond control.

When the song is over, people are gone.

I'm lonely. I'm thinking about you.

Beyond control. That's what I knew.

I've been in love with you for a long time.

Beyond control. And many more poems, more on that later)

Jade Rabbit Creeping Moon Palace [逸].

The grass is covered with a head [Xuan].

Painted moths and flying insects resemble [me].

There are female fair men [good].

Slowly drawing threads is said to be [love].

The beautiful woman was [you].

Each sentence is also a separate anagram, and the whole meaning is at the end of the sentence.

The red lotus root incense remnants of jade in autumn, lightly dissolve Luo Shang, and go on the lotus boat alone.

Who in the clouds sends the brocade book, when the goose word returns, the moon is full in the west building.

Flowers drift and water flow freely, a kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.

There is no way to eliminate this situation, so I frowned, but I was in my heart.

No, this is the second equally corny way of confession I've seen today.

Is it retro now? Or is it really trending right now?

I can't write poems, so I think of a few plots for you.

The girl confides in her friends.

A love bai

Girl, she is very shy, she likes a boy, she doesn't dare to confess. dao

Boy, he is very introverted, but in the end, they are still tolerant.

Together, forever and ever...

I hate to know each other late, but my heart will always belong to you.

I am so sorrowful, coming from a hazy heart, stepping over the hasty years, and trepidating into my heart. I am so delicate inside, I walked quietly, came out of your window in a dream, looked at your faint chuckle, and left at a loss how many times. Slow hope flowed in my heart, even if it was only a small faintness, I mustered up the courage, opened my mouth, and silently confessed.

My love. Do you know that I want to hold your fingers and walk towards the blue sea together, towards the blue sea.

【Bin】Be polite and beautify.

Bin] Bin and we are always together.

European-style villa is a good place to stay.

I'm the one who loves to play with her.

I love the beauty of her home environment.

Cheer] cheer and dance.

Your friendship is growing day by day.

Bin Bin Ou, I like you.

Bin Peng is so beautiful.

Rainy day.

Ouding Shengyu price.

I love Zhuang Zhouda.

Admire the heroes.

Huanran Sweet Pavilion Tea.

You wait for the plum blossoms.

Bin came to get a clear joy.

Polite like a cloud.

Ouyeel will be a tool.

I love Jin Yuan.

Joy with good friends.

Rejoice in two meals.

You are too a true immortal.

Friends are as good as they can be.

Binhai is light on food.

Ouyinlu Mountain is high.

I'm going to be in mourning.

Joyful breeze.

Joy and goodness.

You wait for Chunzhou to be warm.

Bin to recite Xianfen.

Bin Lord Huai Yuexin.

Ou Han can't afford it.

I go to Huanhua Village.

Happy to see Chang'an Day.

Laugh and don't kiss.

You learn from Xizifeng.

Friends feast and rejoice.

Cindon is finished.

Ouyang is called in the prime of life.

I have an ancient heart.

Happy for a sunny day.

Joy and harmony.

You make a record of Wuling.

I can only advise you one sentence, early love is not good!

Bin Bin Ou, I like you.

Bin is a little bit, bin is a little bit.

Ou Luo from Zhu Fa, I lean on the fir for three.

Xishen will try to meet on another day.

If you don't dislike it.

Bin will not be forgotten in his heart.

Bin can't let me forget.

Oh, I can't forget you.

Joyful and sad clutch.

Huan only has his own days and is so lonely.

You made me find myself again.

Note: This is a modern poem, not an ancient one.

I wish you a dream come true.