Modern poems about beautiful love 1. Seek ancient poems or modern poems describing beautiful love.

Zhi Zhu's Ci Liu Yuxi

The river is green, and Lang Jiangshan sings folk songs.

Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is ruthless but sunny.

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The stars were bright last night, but there was a cool breeze at midnight. Our banquet is on the side of Hualou Temple and the east of the county.

Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same.

Guessing and intrigue, wine warms the heart; This group of people came to the bet of drinking friends, and a win-lose red in candlelight.

Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind.

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It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing, and a hundred flowers are blooming.

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and when the torch turns to ashes, tears will flow dry.

In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.

Not far from her charming mountain, oh, bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .

Que Qiao xian Qin Guan

Thin clouds are clever, flying stars spread grievances, and yinhan sneaked into Chen Cang. When you meet, you will win, but there are countless people in the world. Common complaint against acacia, tender feelings like water, meet each other as if it were a dream, when it is hard to see the bridge. If two kinds of feelings last for a long time, they are still there, day and night.

Ai Roy? Clift [Ireland]

I love you not only because of your appearance,

And because I look like I'm with you.

I love you not only because of what you have done for me,

And because of what I can do for you.

I love you because you can show my true side.

I love you because you have crossed the wilderness in my heart.

As easy as sunlight penetrating the crystal,

My stupidity, my weakness,

It hardly exists in your eyes.

The most beautiful place in my heart,

But your light shines,

No one will bother to do so much,

Everyone else thinks it is too much trouble to find.

So no one has ever found my beauty,

So no one has been here.

2. Modern love poems

The first time I saw you was the most beautiful encounter in my life.

Making a promise with you is the most eternal scenery in my plain years. I've always wanted to say that wherever I go, the place I want to go most is by your side.

May we love each other until the end of time. I believe we can wait for our hair to turn gray together.

You are here, I am here, and the seas run dry and the rocks crumble. Not too gorgeous, only one sentence I like you, but it can make each other care.

Honey, you know, even though I'm black and blue, I still have the strength to love you. Some people only look at you, but they affect your life.

Life is like wrapping jiaozi. No matter what stuffing you are, I will wrap you tightly in my heart. No matter how the boiled water of life is cooked, my love for you will never fade! How many people have been hurt by love, how many people's hearts have been hurt, how many memories have been destroyed, how many feelings have been hurt, how many memories have been lost, and how many memories have been lost. Even if a moth puts out the fire, it still doesn't hesitate. They only look at love and hurt themselves, but they can't end their lives. They shed a lot of spoony tears, drank a glass of turbid wine and tasted how much ordinary love! If you are my lotus, let me keep a long-term affection for you in my life! "My eyes are raining for her, but my heart is holding an umbrella for her. This is love. " At least once in your life, forget yourself for whom.

I really like you. Please believe me.

Let the tide of love come closer to us bit by bit. No matter how big the storm is, I will be by your side to shelter you from the wind and rain. I want to love someone, that is, the determination to abandon everything and only be with her.

Love, without reason, is because of the throb of the heart, affection, no excuse, a thousand times looking back. Even if the world disappears, my love for you is still there.

Put that oath gently on your finger and the two of them will be together forever. A growth is just a fall, and only the old times bring us happiness.

Love is simple: one you, single-minded. The most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old with you.

Kiss, open your hand, and let love stay here. With calm love, I will accompany you to see the fleeting scenery.

Although you are not the best, you are the only one I love. I am willing to exchange 10,000 cycles for you and me forever.

You are forever, no matter how long, no matter how far, I will always love you. The oath of love will always be with you and me.

Just because I took one more look at you in the crowd, I never forgot your face again.

Hold you in my heart, hold my hand, and silently pray that God will guide me, not for eternity, but for being by your side. Thinking about you is something I don't have to think about every day. As time goes by, you remain in my heart.

Although there are many flowers, there are no duplicates. I hope you are my destiny takes a hand. There are many people who like you and don't lack me, but I love very few people, only you! No matter how the years change, my love for you has never changed! Just for one person, all my life, the ends of the earth, I only wish you peace! As long as I am with you, there is nothing I don't want to do. Let me protect you forever! We are all unique, let's get to know each other by destiny, and let's spend our lives together with love! On that day, you were the end of the world and I was the cape, in pairs. At that time, you were the bright moon, I was the clear spring, and I was full of worries about life. I love you every day, love you every moment, miss you every minute, and hope that God can complete our life! I have no time to participate in your past, and I will accompany you to the end in your future! I will wait for you in spring. As the mountains and rivers agreed, if you look up and see clouds floating in the sky that day, it will be the most beautiful meeting in our life. Who will fight for hegemony? Now I have pointed my finger at the end of the world, but I just want to caress the piano for you and be carefree from now on! At that time, on the West Lake, you played for the Iraqi people, and the Iraqi people danced for you, and you couldn't play all the love in your last life. The blue butterfly was drunk among the flowers and walked around the world hand in hand.

Waiting for the years to change, my love for you has never changed! The love of a lifetime is only for Iraqis! Do you know you are my favorite person? It is not impossible to go through fire and water for you. I have never loved you so much. When I met you, I felt I was the luckiest person! Among thousands of people, flowers bloom and fall in that season, and you and I first met; On that sunny and flowing day, you and I knew each other; When Xia Feng looked at the stars tenderly side by side, you and I fell in love. I would rather spend my whole life waiting for you to find that I have been by your side and never gone far.

Love is not that deep. Being together is the greatest happiness. Because of you, I believe in true love. Because of you, I believe forever.

I want to tell you loudly that you have always been in my world. We all say that no matter what happens in the future, don't forget some childish promises! I miss you in the sky, in front of me, in my heart, and in my heart.

Talk about love for the purpose of marriage once in your life, and then stay together like that. In the fleeting time, the years are good. Once in a lifetime, talk about a love for the purpose of marriage! Believe for the last time, go straight ahead and you will reach the end of your life. With me, nothing can be greater than you.

Love is the first time we meet, but we still miss it after thousands of turns. Where are you, that is, you want to be the end of the world that I miss.

I will spend my life with you and protect you. The first time I saw you was the most beautiful encounter in my life.

Making a promise with you is the most eternal scenery in my plain years. The only meanness in this life is that you are mine.

Thinking about the future with you, I'm not afraid of anything else. 20 16 with your company, I believe that we will not be afraid of wind and rain.

3. Are there any modern poems about love?

If life is just like the first sight, why draw a fan in the autumn wind? It is easy to change, and it is also easy to change.

Lishan language is clear at midnight, and the rain bell doesn't complain at night. More importantly, if you are lucky enough, you will be more willing than before.

-Nalan Xingde butterfly lovers Author: Su Shi Age: Song genre: Word category: anonymous flowers wither and red apricots are small. Swallows fly, green water people go around.

Small catkins are blowing on the branches There are many fish in the sea.

Inside the wall, outside the wall, there is a layman, and inside the wall, there is a beautiful woman laughing.

The laughter died away, and so did the sound. Affectionate but heartless chagrin.

Jinse Li Shangyin I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each with a youthful interval. Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.

Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.

On the 20th day of the first month, Mao Yi, the son of Jiang Chengzi, remembered his dream of ten years, and his life and death were boundless. Never think, never forget.

A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.

When night came, my dream suddenly came home. Xiao Xuan window, get dressed.

Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.

Song of Eternal Sorrow An emperor in China, eager to shake the beauty of an empire, has been on the throne for many years, looking for it, but failed to find it. Until a child of the Yang family grew up in the inner room, almost before she grew up, and no one knew her.

However, due to the gift of heaven and no concealment, it was finally elected royal one day. If she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace.

It was early spring. They let her bathe in a pure pool to warm and smooth her creamy skin. Because she was tired, a maid lifted her up, when the emperor noticed her for the first time and chose her as his bride.

On the night of spring, the warm hibiscus curtains covered her fluttering hair, petals on her cheeks and golden ripples on her head. But the night in spring is short and the sun rises too fast. Since then, the emperor has given up his early hearing.

He wastes all his time on parties and revelry. He is the lover of spring and the tyrant of night. There are other ladies in his court, 3,000 of whom are stunning beauties, but his love for 3,000 is concentrated on one person.

The golden house is dressed up to serve the night. When the table in the jade tower is cleaned, she will wander around and drink wine slowly. Sisters and brothers are in this country because she illuminates and glorifies her family.

When a girl is born instead of a boy, she brings happiness to every father and mother in the empire. ... high rose plum palace, into the blue clouds, and the wide breeze carries magical notes.

Soft songs and slow dances, strings and bamboo music, the emperor's eyes can never stare at her. Yu Yang Fu (pí) came at his instigation and surprised the colorful feathers.

The Forbidden City, a nine-story palace, is hidden in the dust and travels southwest from thousands of chariots and horses. The imperial flag opened the way, suddenly moving and stopping, 30 miles from the capital and passing the west gate.

People in the army stopped, and no one moved, turned around and died. The gorgeous hairpin fell to the ground, and no one picked it up, a green and white Hosta and a golden hairy bird.

The emperor couldn't save her, so he had to cover his face. Later, when he turned to look, there was blood and tears. Hidden in the yellow dust from the cold wind, they crossed a cloud line at the crack of the steeple path.

Under Emei Mountain. The last few came, and the flags and banners lost their colors in the fading sun. But the water in Shu is always green and the mountains are always blue, so your majesty's love is constant and deeper than the sky.

He stared at the desolate moon from his temporary palace, and he heard the rain at dusk, cutting his chest. Heaven and earth in last contact, the dragon car comes home, and the emperor never leaves.

In the soil under the slope of Mawei (wéi), that memory, that anguish. Where is her white face? . Rulers and lords, when their eyes met, cried on their coats. They rode horses, loosened the reins and slowly returned to the capital.

Pond, garden, palace, everything is the same as before, Taiye Lake hibiscus, Weiyang Palace willow. But the petals are like her face, and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows. Whenever he looks at them, what can he do but cry? ? Spring breeze blows on your face, peaches and plums bloom at night, and autumn leaves fall all over the ground after autumn rain.

The south area of the West Palace (a book called Garden) is covered with autumn grass, and the steps are piled with red leaves that no one has swept. Bai Fuxin, a disciple of Li Yuan, and eunuchs in her pepper yard. .

Fireflies were flying on the throne, and he was meditating in the twilight. He will extend the wick to its end and still never fall asleep ... bells and drums will slowly ring the long night, and before dawn, the Milky Way in the sky will become clear.

And the porcelain mandarin ducks on the roof grow thick morning cream, and the jade is cold. Who's with * * *? The distance between life and death is year after year, but no beloved soul has visited his dream. There lived a Taoist priest in Lingqiong. He was a guest in the sky and could summon the gods through his concentration.

People were moved by the emperor's constant meditation, and they begged the Taoist priest to see if he could find her. He opened a path in space, like lightning, cut through the sky, up and down, looking for it everywhere.

Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in two places. Then he heard a story about a magical island at sea, which is part of the invisible world.

There are pavilions in the five-color sky, and exquisite immortals walk back and forth. And one of them, they call it forever true, has a face like her snow and flowers.

So he went to the golden gate of the West Hall, knocked on the Jasper Gate, and asked a girl named Small jade to tell Shuang Perfect. This lady, after hearing the news of Emperor China's envoy, woke up from her dream in her canopy.

She pushed open the pillow, got dressed, shook off her drowsiness, opened the pearly curtain, and then opened the silver screen. Because she left in such a hurry, her muddy hair ornaments hung aside, and when she came along the platform, her flowered hat came loose.

The wind blew the fairy's robe, as if she were dancing in a rainbow skirt and feather coat. Tears fell from her sad pale face, just like the spring rain on pear flowers.

But when she asked him to thank her monarch, her eyes shone with love. Since they separated, her form and voice were unfamiliar to her. Since happiness has ended in the sunny heaven, Penglai Palace ordered people to pay for a fake boxing boat for husband and wife.

But when she turned to look down at the earth and tried to see the capital, there was only fog and dust. He expressed his love for the old man and sent him back a shell box and gold hairpin through his special envoy.

However, one branch of the hairpin and one side of the box were kept, and the gold of the hairpin and the shell of the box were broken. "Our souls belong to each other," she said, "just like this gold and this shell." Somewhere, at some time, on earth or in heaven, we will be together.

She sent him a message through his messenger, reminding him that only the hearts of the two of them knew the oath. On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, we secretly told each other in the quiet midnight world.

We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one, grow on the earth, two branches of a tree ... the earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.

When I met Yu in the Southern Tang Dynasty, I went to the West Building without saying a word. The bright moon was like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree locked the deep courtyard in the clear autumn. It is sad, especially the general taste in my heart. "Meeting Lin Huanhua Xie Chunhong" Li Yulin spent Xie Chunhong in the South Tang Dynasty, which was too hasty.

Helpless, cold rain comes early and wind comes late. Cochineal tears, stay drunk, when heavy.

People naturally hate each other for a long time, and water flows east. Qin Guan: "The Fairy of Que Bridge" skillfully uses thin clouds and flying stars to spread grievances, and the Yin and Han secretly cross Chen Cang.

On the seventh day of autumn dew and autumn, it is time to meet, mostly those who are together in the world, but the appearance of husband and wife. Common complaint against acacia, tender feelings like water, meet each other as if it were a dream, when it is hard to see the bridge.

If the relationship between two people is long-lasting, it is still a matter of time. Li Yu's "Sauvignon Blanc" has two mountains, the mountains are far away, the sky is high and the smoke is cold, and the acacia maple leaves are Dan.

Bloom is gone, the chrysanthemum is broken, and the goofy goose hasn't come back yet, which is a romantic leisure scene. Liu Yong is chilling and sad.

The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest. All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them.

Holding hands and looking at tears, I was speechless. Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo.

Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. What's more, it is a cold autumn festival.

Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying. After the New Year, it should be a good time and a good scene.

Customs are strange, who to talk to. Liu Yong, a butterfly lover, leans on a dangerous building, looking at the spring sorrow, and the sky is dark.

(3) In the afterglow of the grass, no one will lean on the fence and be silent. Planning madness is drunk, 4 is wine song, 5 is strong and tasteless.

⑥ The belt will gradually widen, and you will never regret it. ⑥ It will make people languish for Iraq. The furthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death, but when I stand in front of you, you don't know that I love you. The furthest distance in the world is not that you don't know I love you when I stand in front of you, but that you can't say I love you. The furthest distance in the world is not that you can't say I love you, but that you can only bury it in your heart. The furthest distance in the world is not that you can't say I miss you, but that you love each other but can't be together. The furthest distance is not being in love but pretending not to care when you know that true love is invincible. The furthest distance in the world is not the distance between trees.

4. Modern poems about happy love

Original publisher: Domi Library

Romantic Love Modern Poetry 1: Romantic Love Modern Poetry is romantic and beautiful 1, you are destined to be the scenery I love in my life, and I will never give up my persistence. For you, I am willing to cut my finger, drop my blood into a circle, and embrace your tenderness. Even if the roses are scattered into mud and crushed into dust, I am willing to wait for the heartache of this life. 2. Love a song, sing it with all your heart and tears, write your feelings and hate with blood, and read your own story, one by one, one by one, so that this life will be moved, let this moment cry for it, and let many pens with no regrets write sad songs for it. Nirvana Que Ci, allow me to freeze three feet, let acacia still water flow deeply, when the night is deeper, ask the wind outside the curtain, who is the silhouette to comfort me? I have you in this life, so my love is so strong. In fact, I have learned the last look when you leave, which is the most helpless decision in the world. Your disappointment is silent. 4. If you love someone and keep a love, you can go for an outing together in early spring, enjoy the lotus together in midsummer, enjoy the moon together in early autumn and go to Xun Mei together in late winter. You are not tired, but happy, ordinary and dull. Then, there will be no regrets in this life. I have always thought that I am a very rational person in terms of feelings. I can grasp the size and know how to measure the distance. But in front of you, I lost my heart and soul. Is this the so-called love? I don't know, I really don't know, I only know that this feeling is very beautiful and sweet, which makes me reluctant and unforgettable. 6. The eyes are like water, reflecting the stars outside the window. Blurred starlight, flickering faintly in the faint clouds. Your breath is everywhere in the air. You are a dream that I can't forget in this life and a love that I can't interpret. 7, a misty rain, a acacia, you in memory, just the soul, your body is still in the ancient southern town, if cutting a story in the rain can meet you, then she would rather cut this bitter one.

5. Modern poetry about romantic love

Go to the oak tree

If I love you-

Unlike climbing Campbell,

Show off with your tall branches:

If I love you-

Never imitate spoony birds,

Repeat monotonous songs for the shade;

It is not just like a fountain,

Send cool comfort all year round;

It is not just like a dangerous peak, it increases your height and sets off your dignity.

Even during the day.

Even spring rain.

No, these are not enough!

I must be a kapok beside you,

Standing with you as the image of a tree.

Roots, close to the ground,

Leaves, touching in the clouds.

Every time a gust of wind blows,

We all greet each other,

But no one

Understand what we said.

You have your copper branches and iron stems,

Like a knife, like a sword,

Like halberds,

I have my red flowers,

Like a heavy sigh,

Like a heroic torch,

We share cold waves, storms and lightning;

We enjoy the fog, the rainbow,

As if we were separated forever,

But they depend on each other all their lives,

This is great love,

Loyalty is here:

Not only love your strong body,

I also love your stand and the land under your feet.

6. Dear literary masters, seek beautiful modern love poems.

These sentences you said can only be regarded as meaningful words, not as modern poems, because of the lack of image management: let me help you find some modern poems I have read: …………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

The earth and the sky are one. You call me a woman and strengthen my body. I am a white feather body as soft as water. You hold me in your hand, and I will hold the world. I am so dazzling in the sun, you can't believe that I am the gentlest and most sensible woman who sees through everything but is willing to share everything. A winter, a huge night bound my heart. I want to hold your hand, but in front of you, my posture is a fiasco. When you leave, my pain will be. The sun rises for the whole world! I only care about you with the most hateful tenderness. I have my own way. Call for help, and my soul can help? As my blood, the sea can lift me to the foot of sunset. Who remembers me? But I remember more than my whole life, such as Oak and goddess peak. You should search online.

Yongming Zhai is a poetry group, so this group of poems in the Woods also need to be read well, in the name of women and in the name of love. Give it to him as long as you want. I love him and I will give you everything-my soul and my body.

Ivy-soft arms and lily-pure lips are waiting for you. Love swells the master's heart; Gentle longing, like the tide looking for the beach, drowns you.

What's the use of bright eyes if you don't exist in them; Just like a night without stars, the quiet pond is dark. Late at night, I can only send a messenger with wings, with cherished promises and bitter thoughts. It came back sadly-your window was asleep.

There is not a word of love in the poem, but the name of the other party that people ignore is chosen as the object of chanting, and extraordinary artistic wine is brewed.

Call your name softly every night with the lightest voice in the world. Write your name, draw your name, and dream of your shining name.

Like the sun, like the stars, your name. Like a lamp, like a diamond, your name.

Like a flying spark, like lightning, your name. Like the burning of the virgin forest, your name.

Carve your name, carve your name on the tree, carve your name on the immortal tree of life. When this plant grows into a towering old tree, ah, how good, how good, your name is bigger.

It's big. Your name. Here we go. Your name.

So, call your name gently and gently. …………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

Let's look at the "echo" of love. I don't remember how thin you are. I tried to hold you with my hands, but you hid by the river between the seven holes. Suddenly I saw my grass-colored face, clamoring to become a narcissus. No matter what I say through a row of geese overhead, you repeatedly ask, "After 1000 years, I lost weight and cried, where will you be?" I am still standing in the mountains, like a cliff in thousands of feet, echoing your sadness. ........................................................................................................................, for example, Beyond Smoke and Because of the Wind, if you like, you can directly search for love poems to read. He is called the poet demon, but it has great fame.

The following is Love's One Question and Two Types: Dialectics of Love. The end of life, a woman's life, is under the beam. The woman didn't come, the water didn't go, and she died holding the beam. -Zhuangzi One Piece: I'll wait for you in the water, inch by inch to your knees and to your throat. My eyes floating on the river are still bright, and my ears are still looking at a bluestone path. My nepotism caresses thistle, which fluctuates in my swollen body thousands of times every month. On the stone pillar, moss is covered with oyster hair, and I cling to the pier like a nest of water snakes, tangled in the rapids. I will wait for you in the water, I will wait for you in the water, I will wait for you in the ashes. Type 2: I'll wait for you under the bridge, and the rain is as urgent as the sound of shoes crossing the bridge. Is that your emergency appointment? Holding that small umbrella full of clouds and jingling vows like small copper coins, I will wait for you under the bridge, waiting for you to come out of the rain. The river rose to my feet and waist, and the vortex around my mouth gradually expanded to the face of the deceased. I began to fear the current. It's too cold. Lonely and empty, like a fish after spawning, I believe you won't come. I am willing to pull out a white feather for love birds in the sky and go ashore. I'm heartless, but I blame the water for coming faster than you. A bunch of roses will be swept away by the waves and will float to your hands one day. ..................................................................................

There are times when you just sneak away for love.

7. Beautiful love poems about modern times

Yan Yuhong

Spring flowers, rainy nights, some thoughts about snow.

Autumn waters eventually turn into tears.

A few strands of affection

How can Iraqis come back?

Looking at the moon alone

Mo Wen, where am I from?

I just want to use colorful words.

Go back with you

Look at the moon alone in spring.

The pasture is sad and fragrant.

Looking for the world alone

Travel around the world

I just want to go back with you.

Mo Wen, where am I from?

Peeking at the moon alone

confused

Look at your face.

Yan Yuhong

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Text/Xiaoyao's persistence in dreams

This is my smoke ring.

Thick, light and scattered.

Missing pervades quietly in the dusk.

Can't catch it

There is a rosy cloud on the horizon.

Down and out mountain stream

Think of the rainbow yesterday's gorgeous world of mortals, just like seeing it for the first time.

Why are you so worried?

Look at the poisonous color of Schumann Shahua.

With the last taste

Turn into a smile in tears

Dusty laziness

Mourn the prodigal son on a sunny day

8. Seek modern love poems.

I will wait for Yu Guangzhong forever.

If I hear you pour out in the morning, the most beautiful

That verb, if it died that night,

What am I afraid of? When I love

If you can't love heartily, you must love sadly.

This summer, your beauty stung me for no reason.

As long as you reach out, a miracle will land.

In the open palm, there is your landing.

In the palm of my hand, the palm of the lotus.

For example, the evening in late summer, facing the pool full of fragrance.

Facing the quiet and spontaneous combustion soul

Who will promise me?

What if I call you by your nickname?

As long as there is in the pool, as long as there is in summer.

A petal of red, why did I meet you?

Lotus is the nickname of Pearl Krabs, and Lotus is Pearl Krabs.

Read Pearl Krabs, and meet people when you meet lotus.

As long as there is in my heart, as long as there is in my dream.

There is also a smell that summer is dying.

That is, stubble is everywhere, that is, the stars are not extinguished.

Still the soul of the lotus.

Forever, I will wait for you to separate your lips, say it and spit out that verb.

People who have loved are far from forgetting. Injury prevention

Trauma is always there. My scar

Scary red, branded lotus.