Urgent!! Who has a poem about love?

That's a cliché.

Love is the wind, blowing in every corner;

Love is a cloud, dotting the whole sky;

Love is the rain that nourishes all things on the earth;

Love is a tree, sheltering from the blazing summer sun.

Love is the wind, which rolls up thick clouds;

Love is a cloud, turning into timely rain;

Love is the rain that nourishes the tree that has been in drought for a long time;

Love is a tree, holding up the green shade for you.

Love is the light, which dissolves the snow of winter;

Love is the snow, the water that moistens the land;

Love is water, forming an boundless sea;

Love is the sea, tolerating all faults.

That's really good.

There is love and compassion in life, and love is to drive the rainbow bridge.

Love spreads to the world, and love lights the dawn for you.

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Love is the wind, blowing with warmth.

Love is the rain, moisturizing the dry heart.

Love is the light that illuminates the bleak face.

Love is a ladder to help you climb life.

Hehe, just think about it casually, it's not good, even if you throw bricks and lead to jade, lz will think about it yourself.

Fraternity lives on.

Loving, sincere, kind.

Just like heaven and earth, air and sunshine.

Innocent heart, pure eyes.

Waiting for the nourishment of love.

That group of kids.

Since he was a child, he has been singing in the mountains with his mother.

That group of kids.

Since he was a child, he has followed his grandfather to shepherd sheep by the river.

He had never seen a railroad.

She hadn't seen the building.

They don't know the world beyond the mountains.

What exactly does it look like.

Maybe you can get him out of the fog.

Get rid of the poverty and sorrow of eternal life.

Maybe you are a God.

Ultimately changed the course of a life.

Seedlings that are not cared for are powerless to grow.

A nation without fraternity has no backbone.

How can you have perseverance in faith without experiencing the stumbling backs.

How can you be so eager for the prosperity of the country and the strength of the people if you have not experienced difficulties?

I know your heart is close to that child.

I would like to pray for it.

Because it's you. Let them start flying from now on.

Love is the wind, blowing in every corner;

Love is a cloud, dotting the whole sky;

Love is the rain that nourishes all things on the earth;

Love is a tree, sheltering from the blazing summer sun.

Love is the wind, which rolls up thick clouds;

Love is a cloud, turning into timely rain;

Love is the rain that nourishes the tree that has been in drought for a long time;

Love is a tree, holding up the green shade for you.

Love is the light, which dissolves the snow of winter;

Love is the snow, the water that moistens the land;

Love is water, forming an boundless sea;

Love is the sea, tolerating all faults.

That's really good.

The line in the mother's hand, the wanderer's shirt. Before leaving, I am afraid that I will return late. Whoever says an inch is careless, and he will be rewarded with three springs.

In the past, he had voted for the bridles, and Guan He was in Zuofeng. Yu Gong looked at the situation, and Wang Cang was calm.

The first recommendation is a special gift, and the whole family is close to the seal. The white building accompanies the writing, and the blue eyes are encountered.

Thinking of Liang Jianyan, I deeply pity the bottom of the stream. Languang lotus is pressing, and the wine flavor chrysanthemum is strong.

It is difficult to move the country and drift away from a few listeners. Half a life of sorrow and rebellion, the second era of the door.

Shu Xue followed the monks, and the thorn smoke rushed after the geese. withered back to two temples, and his demeanor was lost.

Although it was too late, Chen Shi was not willing to be lazy. Coming and going, it is accompanied by the three peaks.

What is the limit of habitat, boasting is heavy. Since the couple, there is no longer a sigh of the dragon bell.

Thanksgiving letters were sent to Jiyi Situ Xianggong Li Dong.

The snow peak west encounter award said, half of the cold bones of the ditch.

When the town is virtuous, he returns to the mirror and reports to the Buddha lamp.

The award has heard that the country is quiet, and he has seen the river again.

The first picture of the smoke pavilion, still the end of the south full of Du Ling.

Thousands of loves, thousands of graces, love me, who know my parents? "Children's Language".

The white-headed old mother covered the door and cried, pulling up the sleeves of her shirt and leaving it behind. Tang Han Yu Mu Yi Hui Tong tube, Wu Su Shen Mang Silent Night Terrace. "Collection of Aphorisms".

Whoever says an inch is careless, and he will be rewarded with three springs. Tang Mengjiao.

Xi Mengmu, choose a neighbor. If you don't learn, you will be cut off. "Three Character Classic".

Mourn my parents, give birth to me, and work hard. The Book of Songs

Parents Degao; Good education for children. Aphoristic Couplet

People see that it is good to give birth to boys and girls, but they don't know that men and women urge people to grow old. Tang Wangjian is a parent, and the world is the best; As a child, the world is filial piety. "Aphorisms".

My father gave birth to me, my mother bowed to me, caressed me, raised me, grew me, nurtured me, cared for me, and restored me. The Book of Songs

If the father is not kind, the son is not filial; If the brother is not a friend, the brother is disrespectful; The husband is unjust.

The woman is not going well. The North and the South are pushing Yan.

There are no virtuous fathers and brothers in life, there are no strict teachers and friends outside, and there are few successful people. Song Lu Gong wrote what his parents wanted, and I will continue to describe it; What my parents recount, I love. "Aphorisms".

You can go and sell a book of poetry.

Rabindranath Tagore's Collected Poems.

A collection of Napoleonic love letters.

I really can't go and read my love letters.

Available to you? But let's talk about the purpose.

Butterfly loves flowers Song Liu Yong.

Leaning on the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking at the extreme spring sorrow, and the sky is gloomy.

In the grass-colored smoke and afterglow, who will be speechless?

I plan to get drunk with a crazy picture, and I sing about wine, and I have no taste for it.

The belt gradually widened and did not regret it, and it made people haggard for Yi.

Crazy for you, crazy for you, in love with you without any regrets, even if a thousand tears and ten thousand loves, it is not contradictory!! Give my life for you, and I will not regret it until I die.

Nostalgia in the afterglow.

When I was a kid, nostalgia was a little stamp, and I was on this side, and my mother was on that side.

When I grew up, nostalgia was a narrow ticket, and I was on this end, and the bride was on that end.

Later, nostalgia is a low grave, and I am outside, and my mother is inside.

And now, nostalgia is a shallow strait, and I'm at one end, and the mainland is at the other end.

--Is this one okay, simple, the first year of junior high school? It also makes sense to say it.

1 Du Fu's "Spring Hope": "The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is deep in spring. When I feel the tears, I hate the birds. The beacon fire lasted for three months, and the family letter was worth 10,000 dollars. The whitehead scratching is shorter, and the hairpin is overwhelming. ”

2 Li Qingzhao's "Summer Quatrain": "Life is a hero, and death is also a ghost." So far, I think of Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong. ”

3 Fan Chengda's "State Bridge": "The north and south of the State Bridge are Heavenly Streets, and my father will drive back in his old age. Holding back tears, he asked the messenger: 'When will the six armies really come?'"

4 Lin Sheng's "Title Lin'an Residence": "Outside the mountain, Qingshan Building, when will the West Lake sing and dance. The warm wind smokes the tourists drunk, and makes Hangzhou Bianzhou. ”

5 Lu You's "Shi'er": "When you die, you know that everything is empty, but you can't see the same sorrow in Kyushu." Wang Shi set the Central Plains Day in the north, and the family sacrifice did not forget to tell Naiweng. ”

6 Lu You's "Autumn Night Will Dawn Out of the Fence to Welcome the Cool Feeling": "30,000 miles of people in the east of the river, 5,000 are still on the sky. The bereaved people were in tears, and they looked south to Wang Shi for another year. ”

7 Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing the Zero Ding Yang": "Once the hardships are encountered, there are few stars around. The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is fluttering, and the life experience is ups and downs. The panicked beachhead said panic, and the zero ding sighed in the ocean. Since ancient times, no one has died, leaving Dan to take care of his sweat. ”

8 Yu Qian's "Lime Yin": "Thousands of hammers chiseled out of the deep mountains, and the fire burned as if it were idle. Don't be afraid of broken bones, you have to leave your innocence in the world. ”

9 Gong Zizhen's "Jihai Miscellaneous Poems" (the fifth): "The vast and sorrowful day is slanting, and the whip points to the end of the world. Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. ”

Qinyuan Spring National Day.

Thousands of miles of clear sky, magnificent mountains and rivers, red flags fluttering.

Look at the square circle of Kyushu, the whole world celebrates; The rivers sing, flowing everywhere.

Social stability, people's happiness, and a new chapter in reform and opening up.

New China, like the world's dragon, stands tall in the East.

Today's glory depends on the direction of the party, government and state policy.

Reminiscing about the eventful years, the lives are devastated; Li Min is difficult, and the night is boundless.

Bullets rained down, birth and death, in exchange for a new red sun.

When cherished, the rivers and mountains will always be red, and the earth will be long.

The eve of parting.

Under the light of the lights, I gathered my bags, and my mother was busy in the setting sun.

My mother's background was still the same as before, and she wanted to put me in her eyes before the twilight came.

As the sun set and a crescent moon hung in the sky, I remembered the past, as if my mother had read my heart, and I had always been immersed in memories.

I remember how hard she went out of her way to take care of me, and I remember the meals my mother cooked for me.

Quietly she helped me pack my bags, and she told me with that complicated look that I should go well, just think about this home.

My mother didn't say anything to me, she just communicated with me with her heart, on the eve of this parting.

We don't say anything that misses each other.

With only the feelings I have had with my mother over the years, one eye, one familiar action.

Mother didn't sit there, but quietly walked away, bringing warmth.

Cai Yunkai will part.

will part, the time is not long, the journey is not far, and the mother has a thousand tears.

Carefully sort out your bags and prepare them like a mountain.

Holding thousands of words, the waves of the river are endless.

Bitter and distressed, tied to the heart.

Son to heart. Looking back, it was still in front of the hall.

On the road, I realized that I was wrapped in a heavy ...... on my shoulders

Widen the distance, get closer to the communication.