Take the rain to write a love poem, a poem!! Help me write a short love poem

It rains during the Qingming season.

Pedestrians on the road.

I want to break my soul. By asking where the restaurant is.

The shepherd boy refers to Xinghua Village. Hey.

—Zhuo Fu Wenxuan.

The sky is blue, the clouds are thick, and the rain flowers are gradually blooming.

The top of the green mountain, the spire pointing directly to the clouds, has its own current.

The lens of the film and television blockbuster is still open, and the vast depths are frozen.

Open a stealthy gliding field.

Indescribable clammy and melancholy.

The happy old people who have no intention of falling flowers and flowing water are dancing in groups between buildings.

The shadow of a heron carrying the wind and rain is like a flash of mist outside the windowpane.

The sound of the rain girl's crystal slippers echoed, and a curtain of dreams fell all over the empty mountain.

The swaying sea breeze condenses a love poem about a rainy day.

Rain tears and breeze are difficult to cover the eyes, and drizzle is easy to wet clothes.

Yingying 1 pearl tears, the grain is glaze 2.

Interpretation: Yingying: plump appearance Liuli: colorful pearls imply complex and deep emotions.

Full explanation: Thinking about you stupidly, even the gentle breeze can't make me close my eyes. Even if it is drizzling, my clothes are wet because I miss you. The raindrops are like colorful glass. Carrying my infinite love for you.

Say it again: "I love you!" ”》

Say it again, say it again, say "I love you!" Even if you repeat that over and over again, you'll see it as a "cuckoo song"; Bright sleepy pretending to be respectful.

But remember, among the green hills and green forests, the valleys and the fields, even though it is a fresh spring.

Coming in full green would not have been perfect, if she had not had the syllables of the cuckoo.

Love, so dark all around, only ears hear.

Frightened, in that painful uneasiness, I cried out, "Say it again: I love you!" "Who thinks.

Too many stars, even if each one is rotating in space;

Too many flowers, even if each one is full of spring?

Say you love me, you love me, and ring the silver bell one by one!

Just remember, you have to love me with your soul, in silence.

I want the phoenix to be cautious and wise, to envy the couple's pair of pairs, to love the erudite and auspicious, the pretty red and jujube face, you are more dignified than the phoenix.

I love you so much.

A tree that will bloom].

How Qi Liang let you meet me.

In my most beautiful moments.

for this. I have been praying before the Buddha for 500 years.

Pray to the Buddha for us to form a relationship with the earth.

The Buddha turned me into a tree.

Grow beside the road you must pass.

Under the sun. It is full of flowers carefully.

The flowers are the hope of my past life.

When you approach. Please listen carefully.

That trembling leaf.

It's the enthusiasm I was waiting for.

And when you finally walk by in defiance.

Behind you fell a high manuscript wide of the ground.

Friends. That's not petals.

That's my withered heart.