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8 love poems: the rest of my life is only willing to be with Jundu, and the love is not worthy of the common whitehead Picture: Shi Jia Little Devil.

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I hope to meet you, just like meeting the shallow spring in the mountains, like meeting the warm light after the snow, from morning to night, from youth to twilight, as long as there is you, it is the most beautiful thing in life.

After reading these love poems, I understood: love is to stay together, and companionship is the confession of the longest love.

May there be years to look back on, and the affection will live up to the common whitehead.

8 love poems: the rest of my life is only willing to be with Jundu, and the love is not worthy of the common whitehead Picture: Shi Jia Little Devil.
"Guan Ju" anonymous Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the River Continent. Ladies and gentlemen. Jagged lettuce, left and right. Ladies and gentlemen, covet it. I can't ask for it, I can't help it. Leisurely, tossing and turning. Jagged lettuce, left and right. Lady, Qin Ser yuzhi. Jagged lettuce, left and right. Ladies and gentlemen, bells and drums.

Just happen to meet, is the most beautiful fate in life.

8 love poems: the rest of my life is only willing to be with Jundu, and the love is not worthy of the common whitehead Picture: Shi Jia Little Devil.
"The Evil One" Evil! I want to know the King, and I want to live forever. Mountains without mausoleums, rivers and rivers exhausted, Winter thunder and earthquake, summer rain and snow, The unity of heaven and earth is the courage to be with the king.

I don't know what to do, but I go deeper. I would like to join hands with you and make the most sincere vows.

8 love poems: the rest of my life is only willing to be with Jundu, and the love is not worthy of the common whitehead Picture: Shi Jia Little Devil.
"Night Rain Sends North" Li Shangyin Junwen returned to the autumn pond at night. He Dang cut the candle in the west window together, but when it rained at night.

Don't be far away for too long, miss too deeply, often lost in boundless expectations; under the lights of winter nights, the stories of the past always stir up my endless thoughts.

Maybe the world will separate you and me, but you can't stop the endless love between the lines.

8 love poems: the rest of my life is only willing to be with Jundu, and the love is not worthy of the common whitehead Picture: Shi Jia Little Devil.
"Bald Head" Zhuo Wenjun It is as snowy as the mountains, as bright as the moon between the clouds. Wen Jun had two intentions, so he decided to break up. Today's drinking party, Mingdangou water head. On the ditch, the ditch water flows east and west. Miserable and miserable, there is no need to cry when marrying. May the people of one heart be one, and the white heads be inseparable. Bamboo rod Ho Yuan Yuan, fish tail He Zhen Zhen! The boy is heavy-minded, how to use a money knife for!

There are thousands of floating worlds, and I love three. Day, moon and secretary. The sun is the dynasty, the moon is the twilight, and the qing is the twilight of the dynasty!

8 love poems: the rest of my life is only willing to be with Jundu, and the love is not worthy of the common whitehead Picture: Shi Jia Little Devil.
"Jiang Chengzi Yi Yi ZhengYue Twenty Night Dream" Su shi Ten years of life and death are vague, not thinking, unforgettable. Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to say desolate. Even if they do not know each other, they are full of dust and sideburns. At night, the ghost dream suddenly returned home, the small window, is grooming. There are no words for each other, but there are thousands of tears. It is expected that the intestines will be broken every year, the night of the bright moon, and the short Matsuoka.

The hand of the son is a realm, the mutual engagement is a realm, and the promise of life and death is also a realm. There is one of the most dignified and profound loves in this world called interdependence.

It was a long-lasting penetration, a warmth that blended into each other's lives.

Tagore said:

No matter how long the shadow of the tree at dusk drags on, it cannot leave the roots, and no matter how far you go, you cannot walk out of my heart.
8 love poems: the rest of my life is only willing to be with Jundu, and the love is not worthy of the common whitehead Picture: Shi Jia Little Devil.
"Five Songs of Departure from Thoughts, Part IV" Yuan Shu Once the sea was shipwrecked as water, except for the Wushan Mountain is not a cloud. Take the second flower bush lazy review, half edge monasticism half edge jun.

Having seen the sea and the Wushan Mountains, the water and clouds elsewhere are difficult to see.

Except for the beloved you, there is no one who can make me emotional.

Shen Congwen said:

I have crossed bridges in many places, seen clouds many times, drunk many kinds of wine, but I have loved only one person of the right and best age.
8 love poems: the rest of my life is only willing to be with Jundu, and the love is not worthy of the common whitehead Picture: Shi Jia Little Devil.
"Bu Operator : I Live in the Head of the Yangtze River" Li Zhiyi I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and I live at the end of the Yangtze River. Thinking about the jun every day, he did not see the jun, and drank the water of the Yangtze River together. When will this water rest, and when will this hatred be over? May the king's heart be like my heart, and will not live up to his wishes.

I live in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River, and you live in the lower reaches of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day but I can't see you.

The water of the Yangtze River, flowing slowly and eastward, just like my heart, this love pulse is endless.

As Li Zhi wrote in "Acacia Complaint": The humane sea is deep, not half worthy of acacia.

8 love poems: the rest of my life is only willing to be with Jundu, and the love is not worthy of the common whitehead Picture: Shi Jia Little Devil.
"Touching the Fish and The Words of the Wild Goose Hill" Meta good question Ask the world, what is love, Orthodox life and death? The sky is south and the north are double flyers, and the old wings have been cold and hot several times. Rejoice in fun, parting from suffering, there are even more idiot children. Junyingyou: Stratus Clouds, A thousand mountains and twilight snow, only the shadow to whom to go? Hengfen Road, lonely drums of the year, The smoke is still flat. Summoning some souls, the mountain ghosts cry out in the wind and rain. Heaven is also jealous, unbelieving, warblers swallows are yellow earth. Eons of time, for the sake of the rioters, Singing and drinking bitterly, visiting the goose hill.

The goose catcher set up a net to catch the geese, and caught one, but one escaped from the net. The geese that escaped from the net did not fly away, but hovered over him for a while, and then fell to the ground and died. What an extreme affection this "promise of life and death" is!

I once said to you, I will hold your hand and grow old with you, and the highest state of love is the ordinary flow of years.

8 love poems: the rest of my life is only willing to be with Jundu, and the love is not worthy of the common whitehead Picture: Shi Jia Little Devil.

Love is the firmness of the left hand and the right hand; love is the satisfaction of hope, contentment and gratitude; love is the warmth of seeing you laughing and accompanying you to tears.

Loving someone is not a momentary hand-holding, but a lifetime-long holding.

Love you, not only love your beauty, love your joyful and charming youth, but also love the wrinkles on your face when you age.

I only hope that the glory of this life will change my white hair, and there will be a moment to see you smile like a flower.

May all love be treated tenderly by the years.

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