Can anyone help me make a poem at the beginning of Qi Wei, I love you

My heart is clear and bright, and I love the city of Han Palace.

You love me and I are willing to fly with wings, drain blood and sweep the world.

I don't want to see anything.

Aidi complains to the heart.

Don't laugh at it.

I accompanied the fairy to step on the flowers.

Love and love know each other.

You and I fly hand in hand.

I only have you in my heart, love and hate are clear and there is no one else, you like everything!

I'll take you to the mental hospital.

Loves to bite people and eat stool.

You'll be there forever.

Ah, you might as well die.

Those poems that were randomly pulled from the Internet were forcibly pieced together. It's really an insult to poetry culture. If love is a direct confession, why make it such a metaphor?

Zhang Ziyi, I love you, the spring breeze in March brings me a trace of warmth, and you bring me a trace of sweetheart.

The tree is red.

Tingyun is very cute.

My family is red.

Love is as deep as the sea.

Your ancestors are good.

Tingting at the same time.

Tingting is amorphous.

I love running water.

Love the people are lost.

You go to Encore late.

Tingxi, ethereal, Tingting, curling to me, I have been fortunate to love my Chuntan, you are in the cup.

Stop it! Stop it! Hurt!

Stop, it really hurts!

Damn, can't you be gentle?!

Ouch! Yes! You beast!!

Lai De beauty league heart, high mountains and flowing water meet bosom friends, art is virtuous and beautiful like a flower, I treat the red face as a guest, love to sprinkle the earth grass green, you and I are affectionate than **.

I said that it was the second word that people wrote it, and it didn't rhyme. You can do it.

The flying dragon is in the heart of Amaterasu ice, but in early spring it is the frost moon, the fragrance of flowers drifts by, such as my lovesickness is sleepless, true love is silent like a drizzle, I don't know if you are infatuated.

Dragons, just a legend;

Spring may not have come;

The smell is tangy, and maybe it's only at night;

I love you", I'm afraid it already seems very ridiculous.

Because, what I want is-

You love me".

My family has been away from Shu for a long time, and I love Jun Shui Pavilion to sing leisurely, why do you need to read the tomb, Xue Laofeng's first three words, how many degrees of expedition to the east and west.

My heart is still true, and my love is pious and auspicious.

You see how magnificent the mountains and rivers are, and a lifetime of happiness comes.

Life depends on each other, a piece of Dan heart hand in hand, the world soars and toasts together.

Xue Lang came to a dream last night.

The first day of the east rises than the wings fly.