Can anyone help me write a poem that expresses love?

I would like Wang Guozhen).

I wish I were a book.

Books you haven't flipped over.

I don't want to put it down.

I wish I were a piece.

Scenery you haven't seen before.

I don't want to leave when I see it.

I wish I was a song.

Music you haven't heard.

I listened to it and wanted to listen to it again.

I would like to be one.

A dream of great magnificence.

Let you forever and ever.

I can't get out of the above one is just given to a sister.,Copied it to you again.,Haha,The next one is my own collection.,But it's not suitable for mm who are already dating.。

Can I love you.

The cold wind is about to blow.

Caterpillars curl up under leaves.

It's been most of the winter.

He chewed silently.

The bitter juice of the green leaves.

Occasionally, he looks up at the horizon.

Red flowers. I secretly made a beautiful wish in my heart.

Today he finally grew beautiful wings.

He used the most beautiful gesture.

Come to the flowers.

Come to the girl's side.

He said shyly.

Because of the aroma of nectar.

And ......And ......

Spring is coming. I ......Can I love you.

You're entering a floating afternoon.

After this food is quiet, active and quiet.

Silence from far and near.

Prosperity is concretely this dusty canvas.

Specifically, the flow of time in listening.

You're entering a room that you won't want to leave for the rest of your life.

On the side of the shadow, hold the thread of the sun on the edge of the curtain.

I feel emotionally contemplative.

Those sleepy loneliness came rushing in.

The vacated eyes are secretly close to desolation.

Open a book with no words and no pictures.

The Being's tendency is to read another mystery.

The passing years fold a corner.

The shadow of a small bird suddenly intervened.

Inadvertently set up a tear stain from a long time ago.

I never asked.

In the process of day and night coming together.

You want to go on a spring afternoon in addition to that.

Like except for her.

Famous flowers are drunk red and fragrant.

The majestic wind is fierce and charming, the love spring is like the sea and the true love is there, the beauty and variety are everywhere, the sound of the piano is melodious and heart-wrenching, a spring breeze and drizzle, the generations are like a gentleman's face, and the midnight vow will not regret it.

Mingwei loves Xiuqin for a lifetime, hiding his head.

The poems that express love are as follows:

The night moon is a dream, and the spring breeze is tender. When do you know when you will see each other? It's hard to feel the night at this point.

When there is poverty at the end of the world, there is only endless lovesickness. Hugh said that half a paper is heavy, and Wan Hu is full of sorrow. Yijun's heart is like the water of the West River, flowing east day and night.

Returning Jun Mingzhu's tears, he hated to meet when he was not married.

If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight? The mountains have trees and branches, and the heart is happy. Death and life are broad, and Zicheng said.

Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son. Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable. There are no colorful phoenix wings, and there is a little bit of clarity in the heart.

Tenderness is like water, and the best period is like a dream. Life is a lover, and this hatred is not about the wind and the moon. Dream Jiangnan is exhausted, who does Xiaoli hate?

The rapid snow turned over the incense pavilion, the breeze blew to the gall bottle plum, and the heart word has turned into ashes.

Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. Tears can eventually be traced, and it is difficult to say no words. By asking the river tide and the sea, what is the love of the monarch and the heart of the concubine?

I believe that it is not as good as the tide and there is faith, and the lovesick sea is deep! The heart of spring is full of flowers, an inch of acacia and an inch of gray. Once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud.

In heaven I wish to be a winged bird, and on earth I wish to be a branch. The willow tops on the moon, people about after dusk. Those who gradually widen the chain will never regret it, and they will make people haggard for Yi.

A couple from generation to generation in a lifetime, fighting for two ecstasy? Lovesick and not blind date, who is the spring of the day! The heart is like a double wire net, and there are thousands of knots in it.

Ruthless is not as affectionate as bitterness, and an inch is still tens of millions of wisps. What is the situation in the world? Straight Christians promise life and death!

The sky is not old, and the love is indescribable. The heart is like a double wire net, and there are thousands of knots in it.

The poems that express love are: Wang Guowei's "Poppy Beauty" in the Qing Dynasty, Langmei riding bamboo on the day, and the first acquaintance at the door. Not shy but coquettish, but exuding coagulation in front of the wind.

Recently, I was speechless when I caught a glimpse, but I felt that my eyebrows were raised. I don't know when I started to worry, and I remember that time to bow my head.

In addition to this, there are:

1, "Lip Dotting, Swinging".

Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty.

Kick off the swing and get up and straighten your slender hands.

Lunon is thin, thin and sweaty, and light and transparent.

Seeing the guests coming in, the socks slipped through the golden hairpins.

and ashamed to go, leaning on the door and looking back, but sniffing the green plums.

2, "Lotus Picking Song".

Tang Dynasty Li Bai. Ruoye Creek picks lotus girls, laughing at lotus flowers.

The sun shines on the new makeup, the water is bright, and the wind is fragrant in the air.

Whoever is on the shore is Youyelang, three, three, five, five and five reflect the weeping poplar.

The purple horse hissed into the falling flowers, and saw this hesitation and empty intestines.

3, "Partridge Day: When a Little Red Wants to Be Exhausted".

Zhou Zizhi of the Song Dynasty.

When a little bit of redness is exhausted. The cool autumn air is full of screens.

The three more rain on the sycamore leaves, the sound of the leaves is parting.

Tune the treasure, dial the gold. At that time, the partridge words were sung.

Now the wind and rain in the west building at night, I don't listen to the song and cry.

4, "Picking Mulberries, Hating the King is Not Like Jiang Louyue".

Song Dynasty Lu Benzhong.

Hating the king is not like Jiang Louyue, north and south, east and west.

North, south, east and west, only follow each other and there is no separation.

Hates the king, but it is like Jiang Louyue, and he is full of losses for the time being.

When will you be reunited?

5, "Fortune Operator, I Live at the Head of the Yangtze River".

Li Zhiyi of the Song Dynasty.

I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River.

Every day, I don't see you, and I drink the water of the Yangtze River.

When will this water stop, and when will this hatred end?

I only hope that your heart will be like my heart, and I will live up to my love.

The verses express love as follows:

1. Xiao looks at the sky and the clouds at dusk, thinks about you when you walk, and thinks about you when you sit. ——Tang Yin, "A Cut of Plum Rain Hitting Pear Blossoms and Closing the Door".

2. Returning, in the depths of the Jade Tower, there is a person who reminisces. - Liu Yongchong excavated "Farewell to the Dynasty".

3, Wan Ting fifteen wins the heavenly immortals, and Chang'e is a dry land lotus in the daytime. - Bai Juyi, "The Neighbor's Girl".

4. When we meet suddenly, it is difficult to determine what is going on. Whoever save, who save. Since then, the shadow of the light has been patterned. - Nalan Rongruo's "Like a Dream Order".

5. If it is like the moon ring finally bright, do not give up the ice and snow for the heat. - Nalan Rongruo's "Butterfly Loves Flowers".

6. Don't come to the half-year-old sound book, an inch out of the intestines. - Wei Zhuang, "Ying Tianchang".

7, Sijun has a long autumn night, and his soul rises nine times in one night. - Bai Juyi's "Sauvignon Blanc".

8, the song is sound, and the concubine is affectionate. Be cautious before the voice, and there is no violation between the two. - Li Bai, "Night Sitting and Chanting".

9. Afraid of acacia, already acacia, when it is the turn of acacia, there is nowhere to say, and there is a trace between the eyebrows. ——Yu Yan, "Sauvignon Blanc Folding Flower Branches". Confessional nucleus.

10. There are vines and grass in the wild, and there is no dew. There is a beautiful person, clear and graceful. Encounters and encounters are suitable for my wishes. - The Book of Poetry: There Are Vines in the Wild.

11. Ask the world, what is love, and teach life and death. ——Yuan Hao asked "Touching the Fish".

12. I only hope that your heart is like my heart, and I will live up to my lovesickness. - Li Zhiyi's "Fortune Operator".

13. This past year should be a good day and a good time. Even if there are thousands of styles, who to talk to. - Liu Yong's "Yulin Bell".

14, ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable, thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation. - Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi".

15, Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island. My Fair Lady, Gentleman. ——Anonymous "Book of Poetry, Zhou Nanguan Ju".