Ask for a few lyrical poems absolutely never love .

Heavenly Market.

The street lights in the distance were bright, as if countless stars were shining.

The stars in the sky appeared, as if lit by countless street lamps.

I think there must be a beautiful market in the misty sky.

Some of the items on display in the market are certainly rare things that are not found in the world.

You see, the shallow heavenly river must not be very wide.

I think the cowgirl across the river will be able to ride the cow to and fro.

I think they must be wandering around the streets of heaven at this moment.

If you don't believe me, look at the shooting star.

That's them walking with lanterns.

Walk. Night.

Starlight is not gentle.

A person bows his head.

Walking in the wind. Black brim.

Cover your eyes. Frozen in sorrow.

Let the tears flow or not.

Occasionally with people. Passing by.

No one will. Look back for a moment.

Whether. Keep walking.

You can get to the legendary one.

Wash the wounded ferry.

Young thoughts.

Wang Guozhen. Love life.

I don't think I'll be able to make it.

Since you have chosen the distance.

Just take care of the wind and rain.

I don't think about whether I can win love.

Since I love roses.

and be brave enough to confide in sincerity.

I don't think about whether there will be cold wind and rain behind me.

Since the goal is horizon.

All that is left to the world is the back.

I don't think about whether the future will be flat or muddy.

Just love life.

Everything is expected.

Nostalgia. I do not know.

Whether. Still loving you.

If loved. Why.

There will be such a separation.

I do not know. Whether.

I don't love you anymore.

If you don't love. Why.

Memories do not follow the passage of time.

Flow. Think back to your smile.

My heart. Ups and downs.

Hate everything. It's all a thing of the past.

Only the night of the whirlwind.

As before. It's so beautiful.

Cut constant affection.

I wanted to travel this way.

You can forget your beautiful eyes.

can be cut. The slightest wisp of affection.

and the sorrow that the autumn wind can't blow.

Who would have thought. In summary.

The mountains and rivers are still the same. Love is still there.

Your figure. Just behind me.

And to the front. Whether.

Whether. You have forgotten me.

Why else? There was no news.

Live far apart from each other. Whether.

You have treasured me.

Why else? A smile always adorns my dreams.

Leave behind beautiful fantasies.

Whether. We are destined.

It's just the source of the tail.

It's hard to see each other. Whether.

We didn't have a chance. The years will leave me with that.

Lingering sorrow. Cut off the liver and sausage.

Suppose you're not happy enough.

Suppose you're not happy enough.

Don't frown deeply, either.

Life is short.

Why. It is also necessary to cultivate bitterness.

Open dusty doors and windows.

Let the sun and rain shine around every corner.

Towards the wilderness of life.

Let the wind iron out your forehead.

Broadness can dilute sorrow.

Dark colors are able to override light colors.

"The Wanderer's Yin" [Tang] Meng Jiao's mother's hand is on the line, and the wanderer's shirt is topped. Before leaving, I am afraid that I will return late. Whoever says an inch is careless, and he will be rewarded with three springs.

Mother's love, the appearance of not picking on children Mother's love, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter Mother's love, noble and great Mother's love, infinite loyalty We grow up bathed in the sunshine of love We nourish the growth of true feelings in the world How many times have I fallen asleep with a feeling of happiness How many times have I imagined the future with tears of emotion The last Thursday of November is Thanksgiving, although it is gone, but a grateful heart, a grateful heart will always remain in my heart. People who are always grateful are the happiest People who are always grateful are the sweetest people Learn to be grateful – to be grateful to my parents because they gave me precious life Learn to be grateful – to be grateful to my teachers because they gave me endless knowledge Learn to be grateful – to be grateful to my friends because they gave me the strength to overcome difficulties Learn to be grateful – to be grateful for everything around me because they gave me a harmonious and healthy space to grow Don't forget to say "thank you" On our path of growth, There are too many people to be thankful for, and who do you want to thank the most, write the words of gratitude on the gratitude card. There is one word that is the most kind, There is a call that sounds the most beautiful There is one person to be thankful for the most There is one person who should be most grateful It is - "Mom" Mom's wrinkles are deep, she gave me beautiful youth Mom's hands are thick, she gives me warm sunshine Mom's waist bent, she gave me a straight spine Mom's eyes were dazzled, she gave me bright eyes Facing Mom's deep feelings Listen to Mom's earnest wishes We should learn to be grateful, we should learn to be grateful But many times, we are used to receiving this kind of love, And take it for granted.

I gradually forgot to be moved, and I forgot to say thank you. Mother's love is like a strong cup of tea, which needs to be savored. Please enjoy the sketch "A Bag of Dumplings" A bag of dumplings is insignificant, but the mother's love is touching.

Let us live a happy life, let us grow up without worries, is the wish of all parents, host A: If mother's love is a boat, carrying us from youth to maturity; Then father's love is a sea, giving us a happy harbor. If the true feelings of the mother ignite the hope in our hearts; Then the father's love will be the sail that puffs up our voyage.

What to thank you, my parents! The love of our parents is endless, and we remember all the kindness in our hearts.

It's not about love

You are closed forever, no matter how precious the memories have remained in your vivid albums, no matter how much life is being written, and how many thoughts and feelings are suddenly frozen;

Closed forever, I can no longer take a step to stroll and rest behind this cold stone gate, to find your sunshine and knowing smile, no matter how many years I have communicated with this idyll;

Oh, it's closed forever, sigh can't open it, the bank in which my soul invests has been closed, leaving me poor, facing the harsh years, looking back alone on the lost wealth and myself.

The lyrics of the national anthem are recited, which contains your love for the motherland.

1. Evil! I want to know you and live a long life. The mountains have no tombs, the rivers are exhausted Li Hall, the winter thunder and earthquakes, the summer rain and snow, the heaven and the earth are together, and dare to be with the king! (Han Le Fu).

2. I wish to have one heart and one heart, and my head will not be separated. (Zhuo Wenjun).

3, life and death are broad, and Zicheng said. Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son. (Book of Songs) 4, how to die if you have to become a mandarin duck, willing to be a mandarin duck and not envy the immortals.

Lu Zhaolin) 5, Lang rode a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums. Living together for a long time, the two have no suspicion. (Li Bai) 6, enter my lovesick door, know my lovesickness.

Sauvignon Blanc is long and remembrance, and Sauvignon Blanc is infinite. (Li Bai) 7, when do you know when you will see each other? It's hard to feel the night at this point.

Li Bai) 8, take the second flower bush lazy review, half of the edge of the cultivation and half of the king. (Yuan Zhen) 9, the past has become empty, still like a dream. (Li Yu).

10. Know my mind, feel your pity, this situation must be asked! (Li Yu) 11, if you don't see each other, there seems to be no high hidden feelings. (Sima Guang) 12, in heaven is willing to be a winged bird, in the earth is willing to be the source of Lian Li Zhi. The days are long and sometimes endless, and this hatred lasts forever. (Bai Juyi).

"Distance" — Rabindranath Tagore.

The farthest distance in the world is not life and death, but I am standing in front of you, and you don't know that I love you.

The farthest distance in the world is not that I am standing in front of you, but you don't know that I love you, but you know that you love each other, but you can't be together.

The farthest distance in the world is not that they know that they love each other, but they can't be together, but they can't resist this longing, but they have to deliberately pretend that they don't put you in their hearts at all.

The farthest distance in the world is not that you can't resist this longing, but you have to deliberately pretend that you don't take you to heart at all, but use your cold heart to dig an insurmountable ditch for the people who love you.

Bian Zhilin --- out of context.

You stand on the bridge and look at the view, and the people watching the view are looking at you from upstairs.

The bright moon decorates your window, and you decorate other people's dreams.

A philosophical poem with a difficult meaning.

The first stanza of the poem captures a picture of a daytime visitor looking at the scenery. Although it is written to "see the scenery", the pen and ink are not swayed on the description of the scenery, but only inadvertently reveal the bridge, the building, the viewer, and the flowing water, the cruise ship, the willow ...... that can be inferred from thisIt is like a faint ink painting that leaves the looming blurred background to the reader's imagination, and the focus of the picture falls on the people on the bridge and the people upstairs watching the scenery, or more precisely, on the extremely interesting dramatic relationship between these two people who are watching the scenery.

The "you" who "stood on the bridge and looked at the scenery", facing the beautiful scenery in front of him, was obviously fascinated, which can be seen from the fact that he didn't notice that "the people watching the scenery are looking at you upstairs". What is intriguing is that the upstairs man who obviously came to "see the scenery" climbed the tall building, and what he saw in his eyes was not the scenery, but the "you" who was "standing on the bridge and looking at the scenery". Why don't the people upstairs look at the scenery and look at "you", what deeply fascinates those eyes, what deeply touches that heart?

Faced with this commonplace scene in life, which often ends with helpless regrets and endless melancholy memories, the poet gives us a wonderful answer full of fantasy and rippling warmth in the next stanza with a unique romantic pen.

Time shifted to a moonlit night. Both the people on the bridge and upstairs returned to their resting places with their own satisfactions and shortcomings. But who would have thought that in this silence, the emotional investment that people made during the day would be unconsciously rewarded.

The bright moon decorates your window", isn't this the enthusiastic return of the natural scenery to the people on the bridge who forget the scenery during the day? From the window of "you" that is "decorated with the bright moon", we can imagine what a beautiful and charming moonlit night scenery will be displayed in the eyes of people on the bridge at this moment! The bridge, the water, the building, the boat, the willow ......Everything outside the window dissolves in this elegant, soft, misty, and ethereal moonlight, which seems so mysterious, so wonderful, so sweet, and so pleasant compared to everything under the bright sun.

In the face of this moonlit beauty, how can one believe that the natural scenery is indifferent and incomprehensible? How can it not evoke a strong love for nature? If you love nature, nature will love you in the same way, and that's the point of poetry.

Qingqing Zijin, leisurely my heart. Even if I don't go, Zining won't make a sound?

Qingqingzi Pei, I think about it. Even if I don't go, Zining won't come?

Picky and embarrassed, in the city. Not seen for a day, like March.

Last night's stars and last night's wind, the west side of the painting building and the east of Guitang.

There are no colorful phoenix wings, and there is a little bit of clarity in the heart.