Love is always more beautiful than reality, so it is when we meet, so it is when we say goodbye.
we thought we were deeply in love. The years to come will let you know that it is only very shallow and shallow.
the deepest and heaviest love must grow with time. Because of love, two strangers can suddenly get acquainted and sleep in the same bed.
however, the same two people said when they broke up, I think you are becoming more and more strange. Love changes two people from strangeness to familiarity, and from familiarity to strangeness.
Love is a game that turns a pair of strangers into lovers and a pair of lovers into strangers. Believe that love can change a person, which is the benefit of youth and the sadness of youth.
a prodigal son is always a prodigal son. What changes a man may be the love of God or the compassion of Buddha, but it will never be a woman.
The prodigal son is the least suitable for marriage, and the prodigal son is also the most suitable for marriage. It is often not women who change a prodigal son, but women who just appear when the prodigal son wants to change.
A man's life is nothing but doing two things to a woman: being better than she imagined and being worse than she imagined. A woman forgives his bad with his good.
if one day they can't be together, it's not that he is too bad, but that she is too good. In our life, we should remember as much as we should forget.
Memory exists in cells, in the body, and it will never be separated from the body. To destroy it is tantamount to burning everything. However, some things must be forgotten, forget the pain, forget the harm that the person you love most has done to you, and that's all.
time will let you know about love, time can prove love, and it can also overthrow it. There is no kind of sadness that cannot be alleviated by time.
if time can't make you forget those people you shouldn't remember, what's the point of our lost years? If all the sadness, pain and failure were false, wouldn't it be great? Unfortunately, there are many false feelings and false meanings in the world, but their pain, failure and sorrow are always true. He has thousands of advantages, but he doesn't love you, which is a shortcoming that you can never convince yourself to accept.
A person's greatest weakness is not selfishness, passion, savagery and willfulness, but paranoid love for someone who doesn't love himself. Secret love is a kind of self-destruction and a great sacrifice.
Secret love doesn't even need an object. We just stand by the river and look at our reflection and feel sorry for ourselves, but we think we are in love with others. Love, like love songs, has the highest level of lingering sound.
the saddest thing is not revenge, but regret. The best love is bound to have regrets.
that regret turns into a lingering sound, so pay attention to it. The most beautiful love, don't have to cry for heaven and land, just care for each other without words.
disappointment, sometimes, is also a kind of happiness. I will be disappointed because I have expectations.
regret is also a kind of happiness. Because there are still things you regret.
Pursuing love, and then discovering that love has always been a thousand turns. The most romantic love is not available.
The most romantic love story is when someone who has broken up with you calls and asks, "How are you?" Your usual answer: "I'm fine." In fact, you still love him, and you are not good at all.
A man pretends to be strong, but he is afraid of being found weak by a woman. A woman pretends to be happy, but she is afraid that men will find her sad.
Love, sometimes, is a sinking thing. The so-called reason and determination are just ridiculous words of self-consolation. Love has always been a bondage, and the pursuit of love does not mean the pursuit of freedom.
Freedom is precious. We exchange this most precious thing for love. Because you love someone, knowing that you will lose your freedom, you are willing to make a commitment.
promises are used to counter all changes. Change is eternal, and we can only restrict the changes of the world with eternal promises.
what can't last forever is not a promise. Promise is very expensive, if you respect your personality.
love is both secure and insecure. Love is a shock and a sense of powerlessness.
love is temptation, and only love can give you strength to resist temptation. Love is loyalty, but love can also make you betray.
a person is ungrateful, perhaps because of his poor memory. He forgot, so he can be ungrateful; It was not because he was ungrateful that he forgot.
He didn't completely forget the past, but his memory was so poor that the past was no longer profound, and he was soon replaced by new memories, only remembering the laughter of the new couple and forgetting the smiling faces of the old ones. Love and nostalgia are two different things.
a man can't forget his old lover. It must be that he hurt her in the past years, and he can't make up for that mistake. When you know that it is irreversible, the only way to compensate is to miss her, and at the same time punish yourself with the memory of her.
Profound self-righteousness is nothing but self-deception. Women who understand love usually lose badly.
love is cruel, and the winner is king. Feelings can be transferred, marriage can be frozen at any time, passion can be overdrawn, and love is sold at a good price.
Yes, this is our life in this small city. Today's appearance together, just do my best.
the safest and most timely way is to be with yourself. The most beautiful state of a coin is not static, but when it rotates like a top, no one knows whether the side that is about to turn out is happiness or pain, love or hate.
Happiness and pain, love and hate are always entangled. The so-called fate, like invention, all comes from accident.
Love is also an invention, which needs constant improvement. However, this invention is different from other inventions. It has no patent right and will be taken away at any time.
people who are more afraid of losing are more likely to lose. The more you want it, the more you have to let it go.
it is hard to let go, but there is no choice. There are many things in the world that can be redeemed, such as conscience and weight.
but there are more irreversible things, such as old dreams, such as years, such as feelings for a person. It is not painful to give up someone who loves you very much, but it is painful to give up someone you love very much.
food can have a label that says "please eat before this". A woman is not food, there is a time limit for youth, and there is also a time limit for patience. Please love and take good care of her before the time limit expires, because she is out of time.
everything has its time, and love has its time sequence. Love lives, grows old, gets sick and dies.
love always expires unconsciously. One day, when we took it out, we realized that its freshest days had passed forever.
The saddest moment in love is the indifference in the later period. A person who once loved you suddenly left you. 2. Ask for five modern short poems. The
Bian Zhilin Peninsula
Peninsula with less than 1 words is the slender hand of the mainland, pointing to the Three Gods Mountain on the sea.
there is a small building. Water on three sides,
can be seen but not drunk.
a pulse spring is rushing to the heart of the court,
people are still tracing to the door.
There was a little gem in the park last night.
This is what you saw.
hide the sea with curtains,
lest visitors look out of the sail again.
Cang Kejia's Insomnia
All the boats are moored in the sleeping harbor
The wind dies of old age from the sea at night
The microwave of snoring is breathing quietly
Only I have been rushing down on the waves of the night
The storm is surging on the canvas
My heart can't leave my anchor
.
Gorgeous as dew,
Laughter after smile hides in the flash of
Bei's teeth.
that's a smile-the smile of God, the beautiful smile: the reflection of water, the light song of the wind.
It's her loose curly hair, which is scattered next to her ear.
soft as a flower shadow,
itchy sweetness
flooded into your heart.
that's a smile-a poem smile, a painting smile: the traces of clouds, the soft waves of waves. 3. 1-word modern poetry
autumn wind and autumn rain/ Mei Meng
(1)
There was a rain
There was a wind
There was a trace of melancholy
It was only after I cut my eyebrows and went to my heart
The heavy rice bent the joy of harvest
Suddenly I was shocked
The change of season was only a lonely heart < Remembering
Even if
there are a few vicissitudes of life in the coming year
Goodbye remains unchanged
Waiting for your posture
(2)
The raindrops spinning from the sky wheel
coolly drill into your neck
Stand in front of the wellhead
Lift your face and look at the rain affectionately
The taste of coal. Tell the joy of the earth to Qiu Qiuyu
and the
wife
who is waiting for her safe return in front of the door (I won't copy it, I will go to see the tea poems myself). 4. Modern poems are original in 1 words
butterfly lovers
"Green and graceful, leisurely in my heart," and they read quiz every day
.
The pair of butterflies have existed for a long time, and watch them
wear clean clothes and cross a small bridge for an outing.
She teased him in the back and waved her sleeves.
She felt that he was like a picture, embedded in the afterlife.
She wanted to tell him a lonely metaphor,
but she felt that she had been replaced by some lightness.
Strange whispers should be mixed with many thoughts.
This is the butterfly's own existence,
in order to accommodate their most fragrant night:
They go deep into each other and shake the blood of flowers. 5. A 1-word modern poem
Rain Lane (Dai Wangshu)
Holding an oil-paper umbrella, wandering alone in a long, long and lonely rain lane,
I hope to meet
a girl who is as sad as a lilac.
She is
lilac-like color,
lilac-like fragrance,
lilac-like sadness,
sad in the rain, sad and hesitant;
She wanders in this lonely rain lane,
holding an oil-paper umbrella, like me,
silently looking
cold, sad and melancholy like me.
She approached silently, approached, and cast a sighing look.
She drifted by, like a dream,
like a dream, sad and confused.
Like a lilac field in a dream,
This girl passed by me;
She walked away silently, away,
to the decadent fence and into this rainy lane.
In the elegy of the rain,
her color faded, her fragrance dispersed,
dissipated, and even her sighing eyes were
lilac-like melancholy.
Holding an oil-paper umbrella, wandering alone in a long, long and lonely rain lane,
I hope to float past a girl who is
sad like a lilac. 6. 1-word modern poetry
Clouds flowing/breezes walking silently,
Whispering by,
The wind blows the clouds.
the clouds move with the wind,
they are silent,
they float with the wind.
Clouds are blossoming,
white sails are rising,
floating,
floating .....................................................................................................................................
Suddenly,
the wind came,
the cloud fluttered,
it was light,
it drifted away,
it was silent.
The white posture at that moment,
decorated with the blue of the blue sky. 7. Seeking original modern poetry
Moonlight like a veil is sprinkled all over the body
Flute is closely related to the heart
The rhythm of the season
Flows slowly with the dancing of thoughts
Spring River is accompanied by flowers
There are thousands of feelings when you enter the moonlit night
Tides rise and fall
Only the sinking sand is washed away
Long river sunset
. At dawn, sculling and casting a net
is to catch a large area of sunshine
, and the
that is shaken off on the ship's side is just a few starlight squeezed by clusters of fishing fires
, so fishing songs are everywhere
carrying the evening breeze to the boat
Who made the semi-river red left by the setting sun
pay Jiang Feng a drunken pillow
. Floating life
didn't the diamond pickers return home on the river wind?
Snow in abundance fell into the river.
Clouds collided with huge waves.
Thousands of snows rolled up again.
Time is easy to throw people away.
However, the fisherman who is alone at the bow of the boat is still hanging on his bow.
Only the river is flowing in the sky.
But how many ships are attracted to the four seasons? 8. Write a modern poem of about 5~1 words
This is the tenth month I love
My time is married to a shadow
I take a bite of the fresh peach I picked, so that you can
have a taste of your clean teeth. Sweet
makes your whole body swell like gratitude
Why is it that only your voice
doesn't see the fruit you left behind for dinner
The empty coat is covered with dirt
Your face is not seen, and cigarettes are curling up-
You don't have a face for people, for me?
who the hell is that? All changes
begin with fingers. Ding Ding, when I think of your gestures, a storm fills the castle. The wind is tense and abrupt. It is neither in the north nor in the south. Our tunnel is bitterly cold. You want to.