Love poems, preferably shorter, not necessarily famous, but touching, not ancient poems

I am waiting for you. I looked out at the dusk.

As if looking into the future, my heart is blinded by my hearing.

Why haven't you come yet? Wish.

Flowering is allowed on every second.

I wait for your steps, your smiles, your face, your soft hair, everything that awaits you;

Hope on every second.

Dead - are you a**?

I want you, I want my heart to ache, I want you to smile like a flame, I want your flexible waist, your hair and the flying stars in the corners of your eyes;

I fell into an intoxicated atmosphere, like an island, involuntarily in the ups and downs of the python green waves, ...... involuntarily

Oh, I desperately want to.

Your coming, longing.

That magical one.

Open to the top of time!

Why don't you come, bear with me!

You know, I know you know, you don't come from me as a fatal blow, killing the spring of my life, teaching the darkness that is as solid as iron in a mine, oppressing my mind and breathing;

Kill the poor sprout of hope, and deliver me, like a prisoner, to me.

Jealousy and sorrow, shame of life.

with the cruelty of despair.

Maybe it's idiot. Maybe it's stupid.

I believe I am indeed a fool;

But I can't turn a rudder that is already oriented, and the wind in all directions will not allow me to hesitate

I can't turn back, fate drives me!

I also know that this is mostly the direction.

The road to destruction, but.

For you, for you, I am willing to do anything;

This is not only my passion, but also my only reason.

Silly! I want to shatter the fibers of a life.

To touch a woman's heart!

What you want to win, what you can win, at most.

A tear of hers, an indifferent sneer of hers;

But I'm willing, even though.

The news of my powder came to me.

A boulder, she saw me.

A rat in a crypt, a worm, I'm still willing!

Foolishness is true, it is unconditional, and God cannot call one back.

The obsessed heart is like a general.

Sometimes soldiers who have been on the dead line are brought back.

In vain, everything is in vain, and your non-coming is undeniable reality, though my heart burns with a fierce fire, hungry for all your things, your hair, your laughter, your hands and feet;

Any delusions and prayers.

It can't be shortened by a small inch.

The distance between you and me!

It's already dusk outside.

The darkness of the night, the snow and ice hanging on the branches, the birds and finches have their chirping, and silence is the universe that wears filial piety in unison.

The needles on the clock kept comparing each other.

Subtle gestures, like pointing, like sympathy, like mockery, every time I get to the point of impressing, I sound it.

of my own heart.

The death knell buried alive.

I love your time-torn face more than your youthful beauty.

1 Strive to love Chunhua, don't forget joy, and die as Sauvignon Blanc. Life should come back and return, — Su Wu.

2 The belt gradually widened, and he did not regret it, and he made people haggard for Yi. — Yoo Yong.

3. Only when you know each other can you not be suspicious; If you don't doubt each other, you can know each other. —Cao Yu.

4 I am happy because I love, because I have love. — Browning Blazer.

I'm so easy to wipe it. The evil of Han Yuefu, as well as Li Qingzhao, the words of Li Yu in the Southern Tang Dynasty are a mess!

Refer to the evil inside and take it out with a little albino:

On that night of winter thunder, every inch of lovesickness was gray.

Perhaps more acceptable than the ancient text.

Shang Xie (Han) Yuefu folk songs.

Evil! I want to know you and live a long life.

The mountains have no tombs, the rivers are exhausted, the winter thunder and earthquakes, the summer rain and snow, the heaven and the earth are combined, dare to be with the king?

Evil! I want to know you and live a long life.

The mountains have no tombs, the rivers are exhausted, the winter thunder and earthquakes, the summer rain and snow, the heaven and the earth are combined, dare to be with the king?

1, "Far and Near" (Gu Cheng).

You, look at me for a while, look at the clouds for a while.

I feel that when you look at me, you are far away, and when you look at the clouds, you are close.

2, "Accidental" (Xu Zhi and Mo).

I am a cloud in the sky, projected by chance in the heart of your waves.

You don't need to be surprised, let alone rejoice, to be wiped out in an instant.

You and I meet on the sea of night, you have yours, I have mine, direction;

It's better for you to remember, it's better for you to forget, the lights that shine on each other at this rendezvous!

3, "Mistake" (Zheng Chouyu).

I hit Jiangnan and walked through.

The face in the season is like the blossoming of a lotus flower.

The east wind does not come. The catkins in March do not fly.

Your heart is like a little lonely city.

Just like the bluestone street is late.

The trampling sound is silent. The spring of March is not revealed.

Your heart is a little window closed.

My Dada's hooves are beautiful mistakes.

I am not a returner, but a passerby.

4, "Alley" (Gu Cheng).

Alley. It's curved and long.

There are no doors. There are no windows.

I'll take an old key.

Knocking on a thick wall.

5, "Weight" (Han Han).

She put the bloody head on the balance of life, so that all the survivors lost their weight. 6, "Arc" (Gu Cheng).

Birds in the wind.

Turn quickly. The boy went to pick it up.

One cent. Grapevines due to fantasy.

And the extended filaments.

The waves retreated.

And the towering back.

7, "Far Away" (Sanmao).

How far away is it?

Please, please tell me, to the ends of the earth, is it considered a distant god cover?

Ask your heart, as long as it promises, there is no place, it will not be so far.

8, "Homesickness" (Yu Guangzhong).

Hours.

Pipa Xing" Pipa Xing is an expression of love, although Shanglin Fu is also, but it is not recommended to write. Because Sima Xiangru, the author of Shanglin Fu, was once unfaithful to love.

The details are as follows: Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun met at the banquet. Zhuo Wenjun saw that Sima Xiangru behind the curtain was polite and polite, and he was moved by love.

The two fell in love, although Zhuo Wenjun's parents disagreed, but the woman who pursued love did not give up. chose to elope with Sima Xiangru. It can be seen here that Sima Xiangru's character is not very good, and he still agrees knowing that Zhuo Wenjun's reputation is not good.

After marriage, Sima Xiangru was appreciated by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty with "Zixu Fu", and he rose to prominence.

Once some men have power and money, they begin to forget their original intentions. and Zhuo Wenjun proposed to demolish the town and "take a concubine". Zhuo Wenjun Yula therefore wrote "Baitou Yin" and wanted to redeem it.

But it's not so easy, the other party has made up his mind. Zhuo Wenjun returned to "Poems of Resentment" and attached "Farewell Book", which finally awakened Sima Xiangru's heart.

After that, Sima Xiangru never mentioned the matter of Na Zhen's slippery concubine, and the two died together.

I don't dare to name you. Every time I see it, I feel some kind of emotion in my heart. It reminds me of my crush on my youth, just caring about and worrying about someone, silently, quietly, sometimes sad, sometimes happy; Sometimes upset, sometimes ......sadBut all of it is a precious experience, an unforgettable memory.

That night my boat rolled out of the middle of the river, and the clear blue sky held a dense stool star.

That night your hand held my hand, and the confused starry night blockade lifted the sorrow.

That night, you and I set the direction, and each of us recognized the appearance of life.

To this day my ship is still floating on the sea, and its thin mast is always rocking in the waves.

Until now, the sun has only lingered behind me, and layers of shadows have remained around me.

To this day, I still remember that night's sky, starlight, tears, and the white riverside!

To this day I still miss your farming on the shore:

The vividness of red and yellow flowers.

That day I wanted to go to the top, and the honey would make the memory moisturize.

On that day I will step on the winged arrow and look out into your garden to shoot a full brigade.

That day you will hear the song of a bird, and that is what I am waiting for your appreciation.

On that day, you will see the scattered flower shadows, and that is the border where I trespassed into the border of the year!

Walked so far.

We went looking for a lamp.

You said. It's behind the curtains.

It is surrounded by pure white walls.

Wildflowers migrating from dusk.

will change to another color.

Walked so far.

We went looking for a lamp.

You said. It's on a small station.

Staring at the wild grass around you.

Let the train pass quietly.

Take away the memories of gentleness.

Walked so far.

We went looking for a lamp.

You said. It's right next to the sea.

As beautiful as kumquats.

All the kids who love it.

They will all grow up in the morning.

Walked so far.

We went looking for a lamp.

It's all a normal experience.

It's all ordinary images.

Occasionally, it came to the dream.

How many novelties have been conjured.

It's all ordinary emotion.

It's all ordinary words.

I ran into a poet by chance.

How many novel verses have been conjured.

Only when you get drunk do you know that the wine is strong.

I love to know how important I am

You can't be my poem.

Just as I can't dream of you.

All endings have been written.

All the tears have also been set off.

But suddenly I forgot what kind of beginning.

On that old summer day that never returns.

No matter how much I go for it.

The young you are only like a cloud shadow.

And your smiling face is very shallow, very light.

Gradually disappearing into the group of Lan after sunset.

Then he turned the yellowed title page.

Fate bound it extremely poorly.

With tears in my eyes, I read and read.

But I have to admit it.

Youth is a book that is too hasty.

I say to the ocean: I miss you.

The ocean should be me. With a soft tidal sound.

I say to the forest: I miss you.

The forest comes back to me. With a pleasant birdsong.

I say to the stars: I miss you.

The starry sky should be me. With the quiet sound of the night.

I say to the valley: I miss you.

The valley back to me. With the murmur of the stream.

I pour out my thoughts to you.

You are like a stone statue. Silence should not.

If silence is your sorrow.

You know the sadness.

It hurts my heart the most.

1. If the two loves are long, how can they be in the morning and twilight? - Song Qinguan, "Queqiao Immortals, Xianyun Tricks".

Translation: As long as the two love until death, why should they be greedy for the joy and twilight of the morning and the twilight.

Second, this situation can be recalled? It's just that it was already clear at the time. - Don Li Shangyin, "Jin Se".

Translation: Why do I want to reminisce about this scene now, it's just that I didn't know how to cherish it at that time.

Third, the belt gradually widened and did not regret it, and made people haggard for Iraq. - Song Liuyong, "Butterfly Loves Flowers, Leaning on the Dangerous Building".

Translation: I am getting thinner and thinner, but I never feel remorse, preferring to be emaciated and emaciated by her emaciation.

Fourth, the sea was once difficult to water, but Wushan is not a cloud. ——Tang Yuanzhi, "Five Songs of Thought: The Fourth".

Translation: After experiencing the magnificent sea, the water elsewhere is no longer worth seeing. Intoxicated by the dream of clouds and rain in Wushan, the scenery elsewhere is not called cloud and rain.

Fifth, I only hope that your heart is like my heart, and I will live up to my love. - Song Li Zhiyi, "Fortune Operator, I Live at the Head of the Yangtze River".

Translation: I only hope that your heart, if my heart is unwavering, will not fail my infatuation.

The 50 most classic love poems, which one touches you the most:

1. The clothes and belts are gradually widened and they will not regret it, and they will be haggard for Yi. Liu Yong's "Fengqiwu".

2, life and death are broad, and Zicheng said. Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son. Anonymous "The Book of Poetry, Wind Drumming".

3. If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight? Qin Guan "Queqiao Immortal".

4. When do you know when you will see each other? It's hard to feel the night at this point. Li Bai "Three Five Seven Words".

5. There are beauties, they will never forget when they see them, they will not see them for a day, and they will think like crazy. Anonymous "Phoenix Qin Song".

6. Endless lovesick blood and tears throw red beans, and spring willows and spring flowers are full of paintings. Cao Xueqin's "Red Bean Words".

7. Enter my lovesick door, know that I am lovesick, long-term lovesickness, long-term memory, and short-term lovesickness. Li Bai "Three Five Seven Words".

8. Once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud. Yuan Zhen's "Five Songs of Thought".

9. If you raise the dust on the road, if the concubine is turbid cement, the ups and downs are different, when will the meeting be harmonious? Cao Zhi "Bright Moon on the High-rise Building".

10, the desolate farewell should be the same, the most invincible grievance in the moonlight. Nalan Xingde's "Poppy Beauty".

11, Huanjun Mingzhu is in tears, hating to meet when he is not married. Zhang's "The Song of the Lady".

12. May I be like the stars and the moon, and the night will be bright and clean. Fan Chengda's "Che Yaoyao Chapter".

13, how to live and die together? Chen Hengke's "Portrait of Chunqi".

14, tearful eyes asked Huahua silently, and the red flew over the swing. Ouyang Xiu's "Butterfly Love Flowers".

15, since the king's emergence, the mirror is dark. Sijun is like flowing water, how can there be poverty. Xu Gan's "Room Thoughts".