romantic theme
romantic and suspicious face at night,
covered with flowers and gardens.
It smells so carefree.
There is no beauty.
I'm looking for fate every day, and
I know that meeting is a beauty.
Let Xiaoyao go for many years,
The past is like a dream and rain.
before the theme of the idle clouds,
pen and ink are delicate and romantic. Classical romantic love prose poem 2
Romance
I saw you come by wind for me,
took me to a romantic and elegant place,
Maybe I indulged in the pressure of loneliness for too long
and accepted your love letter for the past.
At that time, you told me silently,
This place is called the end of the world,
But I can't let it go,
I want to give it freedom to the ends of the earth.
There are no lovers in the flashy beauty block
and there are no extravagant fans.
There is only a blazing sun,
and a sunny heart that pursues tirelessly.
I have an impulse to talk about a love affair here.
Only here, I feel at ease and romantic.
I'd rather be greedy for this piece of happy day,
than grow old together.
So I got up my courage,
abandoned the world at the end,
like a lone bird
Because the sunflowers here fascinate me,
I held a bunch as a ceremony to bury the past
You asked me why I was so heartless,
I said I just loved the hot snow at the end of the world.
I am in love with those straightforward
unspeakable romances in my heart ... classic romantic love prose poems 3
My most romantic feelings
My most romantic feelings are
meeting unexpectedly
at the most fragrant time when flowers are in full bloom
when fruits are bent over branches
Dear you
Me too. You haven't seen me
you haven't heard me
but when I walked by you
you stopped me in time
What kind of breath is my breath
What kind of breath is our common breath
I guess, Only
flower-like holiness
fruit-like simplicity
Only you and I are eager for a perfect heart sound
can connect and * * * vibrate the classic romantic love prose poem 4
The most romantic thing
Morning
Side by side, Hand in hand
Walking in the grassy Yuan Ye
The breeze blows your skirt
Blows your snow-like skin
Do you feel my love
Back to back at noon
, Heart-to-heart
depending on each other among the green mountains and green waters
Look at the picture scroll of flowing clouds in the mountains
Look at the lingering of the mandarin ducks playing in the water
Can we hold hands in this golden autumn night
Look at the stars all over the sky, The bright moonlight
stays before the flowers bloom this month
Let your fragrance diffuse in the air
How I want to hold you in my arms
Talk about my thoughts
Maybe one day
It's difficult to lift each other when they are old
Help each other in the fleeting time
That's our final romantic classic romantic love prose poem 5
Love
The wind is blowing, and the rain is beating
Both flirting with you and me is love
Love
Tired, suffering
It's not easy to help you and me
Love, love
Dreams are true, and it's all you
You and I can't taste sweet words
. Love
don't complain, but keep your heart
You and I complement each other and don't hate each other
Love, love
You are me, It's a classic romantic love prose poem in this life
You and I go through thick and thin together forever. 6
"Acacia sent from afar"
I was originally a wandering person, but I had a hard time.
Chongqing and Jun met
I felt that Jun was gracious
Jun was happy for a while
I made wine a good day
I said goodbye to Jun in tears today
. Low murmur
A moment of sorrow
A moment of joy
Who interprets the song and likes it
Who pities the singer
Hates only
The Emperor is infatuated with the classic romantic love prose poem 7
"Farewell"
It's lonely on a cold night, leaving only one place and gentle snow
. Sorrow intertwined with clouds
I am in the south, and I miss you in the north.
Snow turns into rain, and tears are thinned.
I am lonely overnight, and the pain is circuitous.
That sadness hasn't arrived yet.
On the rice paper, I still have the year before last, and your smiling face
Pipa sounds continuously. Sixty degrees of reticence
I'm half drunk, leaning in an alley, depicting love
affectionate. Since ancient times, I like to leave
a dream, downplaying it, looming
I'm a winter snow, and I missed you. In the rainy season
My love has gone to my grave, and I've opened a place to bid farewell to the classic romantic love prose poem 8
It's hard to pay for a few times.
In the twinkling of an eye, I wrote a scroll of the sea,
painted a cool breeze and a bright moon,
missed you when the snow was falling.
Acacia is far away,
a wisp of leaf falls in the north wind,
Qian Fan once went home,
the memory is deep,
whose thoughts are hidden,
the sorrow that has passed through thousands of years,
who will finally bury a tear.
Through the red makeup of the sky,
Iraqis still don't complain about parting,
compose a time you didn't understand,
When raindrops hit my window again,
is it still the same as before,
I don't regret it,
I am willing to smile and brush you off. Classic romantic love prose poem 9
The Cloister of Memory
Dead of night
Stepping into the Cloister of Memory
Walking around every corner
Familiar pictures
Repeating scene after scene
It's ridiculous that
My memory
makes you the leading role
What a time! Put you
into the deepest part of my memory
and declare to me that
this will be his
most perfect work
so I am addicted to
the masterpiece of time
wandering again and again
in the cloister of memory
just for
. Time can't stop me
I want to find you
I want to touch your tenderness again
It's a pity
I have searched all over the world along the ruins of time
When I see you again
you slowly disappear
In the deepest part of my memory, the classic romantic love prose poem 1
"I am a blue tail. However, swimming into your eyes
I know your blue melancholy
I only have seven seconds
to build our connection
It's blue and melancholy
Vowing to make a promise in this life
Make people and fish cry
Little beads fall into the deep sea
You are a beauty on earth after all
I'm just a blue fish.
Some people are happy, others are miserable
while I wander in it
Some people are glorious, others are dim
But I am unfortunate in it
When to get out of pain, stop wandering
When to go to glory, say goodbye to misfortune
Every time I laugh at myself to the point, I feel lonely
Every time I feel sad and see through love
I am not as good as before. Your fresh erosion yesterday
broken love, a heart dripping blood
the oath of destruction, a person breaking your heart
your damn wrong love, giving up the past and perfection
my final gentleness, unable to pick up my willingness and commitment
Don't wait, why be sad when my feelings have moved
Don't be sad, my heart won't bloom in an instant
. Endless sweet and sour and bitter classic romantic love prose poem 12
Broken chapter in Paris
You left me on the road we walked together yesterday
I actually lost my way
When I was about to put aside my dreamy fantasy
You made me understand that our story was actually broken
We were walking under the Eiffel Tower in Paris
A little girl in white. Looking blankly at people coming and going
I suddenly can't hear the penetration of pedestrians and vehicles in my ears
Snowflakes are floating in the sky in Paris unconsciously
I don't know why the church bell rings in my heart
You stare at the statue of someone in the middle of the square selflessly
Black roses are emerging in my mind, emitting an attractive poisonous fragrance
Balloons are free to fly to the sky from the grimacing clown
. The photo of an old man in the window is distorted.
You smiled and looked at a few white doves waving their wings in the distance.
I felt the world spinning around, and it was as cold as being in the Antarctic abyss.
You let me walk alone on the unknown river bank in Paris.
I remember that you once sketched the sadness of the city with a sketchpad.
You said that your soul wandered around all your life.
When you really found it. The crown that belongs to it
You saw a lost sailboat on the boundless sea and found the right course
You left me on the road we walked together yesterday
At that moment, I understood that our story was going to be out of chapter
Your eyes when you looked at the spire of the Paris Tower
I took your hand and had to wander with your soul.
Qian Shan is full of water, but it is full of sorrow
A thousand words, but it is full of holes
Past efforts and perfection
Witness your seven-year love
Now parting and heartbreak
Don't blame for the mistakes
Go with your freedom
It's free. It's just me.
I can't help sighing.
Fate is playing tricks on me.
I can't help waving with tears.
If you leave, don't come back.
You don't know how deep the pain is in my heart.
Just as you don't know how deep my love is for you.
I think you should never understand how deep this love is. This love
I'm afraid you will come back with regret. The classic romantic love prose poem 14
"Meeting you is my fate"
Remember the night when we first met?
The rainy day covered the eyes of the stars and the moon,
I couldn't find my way home,
It was so ethereal and far away in my memory, <
I watched the passers-by helplessly.
Their footsteps were in a hurry, and no one sacrificed time to stay.
Wearing raincoats and umbrellas, they escaped from my sight.
The wind was mixed with cold rain,
It invaded my arms,
The rain melted into the cold wind, and
It added an unbearable attack to the body and mind.
My eyes are white but dark.
At this time, I want to find a clear sky.
Even a little warmth can drive away the cold of my body and mind.
The ticking pointer swims in my wrist.
It splashes on my wet and cold face like raindrops.
My heart is twitching. < p!
There was a sunny day on my head, too.
Your smile appeared in front of my eyes.
A rare smile on a rainy night,
Looking up slowly,
Stranger, drifting away with the wind in an instant,
Your umbrella covered the rain at night,
Your appearance cut off the rain, <
It's just that I didn't care about you at all.
My mind was working tirelessly.
Your eyes were never far away from me.
In this way, we met. On that rainy night,
I listened to your warm words,
I felt the warmth of spring brought by you, and
I smiled.
The cloud is a boat, and your heart and my heart walk through the blue sky.
The wind is a sail, and the love of love emerges in the sky.
Put your love in the clouds, and the clouds gently soften your lips.
Leave your love in the breeze, and the breeze is blue all over the face of the sky.
Your love has stained the rosy clouds in the sky, and Xia blushes. < p
You use your deep feelings to weave an unbreakable love relationship between you and me,
You use your true love to write romantic poems about you and me in this life,
Meeting, getting to know each other, falling in love and staying together for a long time,
You and I were predestined friends in previous lives, and only in this life can we hold hands and grow old together,
Drunk to watch the autumn leaves fluttering, the wind blowing colorful butterflies and dancing silk sleeves,
.