Provide a few modern love poems that can be used for weddings

The poem is neither long nor short.

It's just a record of what you and I have together.

It only shows my eternal love for you.

And yet that's all there is to my life.

I will always be precious everything.

This poem is neither more nor less.

What it records is love you love you or love you.

In every second, in every minute, in every moment.

In every hour, in every day of life.

Love you a little more.

Love you more.

The poem is neither elaborate nor simple.

It records every misunderstanding we have.

The release of ice after every misunderstanding and the love that sprouts.

It keeps track of every one of our appointments.

Every second shares a common time, space, and causes.

Just let me miss you, the one I cherish.

On every inch of the land walked.

In every breath of air.

Think of you a little more.

Miss you a little more.

Let this little poetry of love turn into a clear river.

Let's swim in it, let's drown in it.

Let this little poetry of love turn into a little starry.

I will never admit the union of two hearts.

There will be any obstacles; Love is not true love, if you turn the rudder when you see someone change, or leave when you see someone turning.

Oh, never! Love is a beacon of eternal eternity;

It stared at the storm but did not move;

Love is a star that guides the maze, you can measure how high it is, but it is worth infinitely.

Love is not sown by time, despite the red face.

and Haoya will inevitably suffer from the poisonous hands of time;

Love does not change by momentary changes, it stands majestically until the end of the apocalypse.

If I am wrong, and it is proven to be inaccurate, no one has ever really loved me, even if I have not written poetry.

Marriage – based on tolerance.

Don't - divorce lightly.

Divorce – shows that you are still too tender.

There is no mountain that cannot be climbed.

There is no shouting that the river cannot be crossed.

As long as – all together.

Everything will be fine.

Relationship breakdown——

It's that both sides want too much.

Unless—

It's never sweet.

If ever sweet.

Why now. Can't live together.

Whether - thought about it from the other side's point of view.

Marriage is life.

Don't expect too much.

Blandness is the soul of marriage.

What is marriage like.

Marriage is like a bun.

When you're hungry. Don't say a word.

Just eat it. When you're full.

I want to find a soup to drink.

The desire is growing.

I want to be delicted from the mountains and the sea.

When losing everything.

Hungry again. I will think of it again - the original bun.

In order not to regret the life.

Please cherish the bun of marriage.

Even if there is a quarrel. There is also a good life.

Quarrel - just a pot for steaming buns.

The rest - it's all the fire that burns the pot.

Stylish sedan in the midst of fireworks.

The handsome newcomer walked down in the spring breeze.

Chocolate sprinkled with a rosy smile with congratulations.

The melodious music accompanies the newcomer to the newlywed'Journey.

Wedding The crystallization of the love of a couple.

Since then, we have been flying with wings, sharing weal and sorrow, and planting spring.

From ancient times to the present, fathers have organized grand weddings for their children.

And each era leaves a unique wedding footprint.

Grandfather's wedding.

It was held in a hut.

A firewood for the wedding and a few red lanterns to celebrate.

The bright moon outside the window is holding hands.

A rooster sings grandfather's dawn.

The wedding of this generation.

Held in a new tiled house.

A couple of red couplets and a three-tone gun.

The high-pitched opera sings the grandeur of the mountain village.

The wedding banquet showed the joy and generosity of the fathers.

The young friend drank and shook the sky.

Son's wedding.

Held in a large five-star hotel.

BMW drives all the way to spring flowers.

The sound picks up the whole mountain town.

The master of ceremonies' clever tongue opened the floodgates of the galaxy.

The daughter-in-law's respectful words made the father's tears overflow.

Different clear skies, different landscapes.

Weddings are as brilliant as spring flowers and autumn fruits are as bright as autumn fruits.

But who knows that the flowers of the younger generations are full moon.

It's not the hand-holding song of the ancestors of Huaxia.

On this festive day.

In this boiling ocean.

In the small courtyard, a mountain is buried in joy.

There was a fragrance wafting in the small courtyard.

Boys and girls came to the wedding.

The bride and groom came at the wedding.

The general age of the flowering season.

The flowering season is in general.

Accompanied by a couple.

Walk through the river of sweet love.

Teasing ants walks through spring flowers and autumn moons.

Go through the good times of your life.

A mother who has experienced the vicissitudes of life.

broke my heart for my son.

A strand of white hair on Mom's forehead.

Wrinkles on Mom's face.

are engraved with expectations for their sons.

Today is my son's wedding.

Someday. You finally take her hand.

Enter the palace of marriage.

White yarn is wrapped around happiness.

The smile blooms like a summer flower.

From then on, he was told to open his eyes to the years of his life.

Blessing. In my hands bloom the flowers of the year.

Brought to you. The petals are all beautiful red.

May you have a bright future ahead of you.

Life has been complete ever since.

I carried an axe and made your bride.

Your most beloved bride.

Just as we embraced'That moment.

I split your rotten wood.

Put it in the bottom of the furnace and burn it.

A pot of fish was stewed.

Everyone said it was delicious.

I forgot if you were burned when you were burned.

I think the fish is a bit salty though.

And thorns. It pierced my throat.

It's kind of like getting my finger pricked when I sew clothes for you.

Because I also spit on a mouthful of phlegm.

Moisturizes the wound. On this festive day.

In this boiling ocean.

There was joy in the small courtyard.

There was a fragrance wafting in the small courtyard.

Boys and girls came to the wedding.

The bride and groom came at the wedding.

The general age of the flowering season.

The flowering season is in general.

Accompanied by a couple.

Walk through the river of sweet love.

Walk through the spring flowers and autumn moon.

Go through the good times of your life.

A mother who has experienced the vicissitudes of life.

broke my heart for my son.

A strand of white hair on Mom's forehead.

Wrinkles on Mom's face.

are engraved with expectations for their sons.

Today is my son's wedding.

Facing the blessing of the aunt.

Facing the celebration of the old and young masters.

Mom's smile rippled across her face.

Mother's happiness grows in my heart.

A merry heart makes a cheerful countenance.

Gather with friends and family.

Raise a glass and drink freely. Songs and blessings.

Bless the bride and groom.

Blessed for a long time.