1. Poems about touching the heart

Poems about touching the heart 1. What are the poems that can touch the soul

1. The sun rises in the east and in the west Rain, there is no sunshine but there is sunshine. --Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty, "One of Two Poems on Bamboo Branches"

Interpretation: The sun rises in the east and rain begins in the west. It is said that there is no sunshine but there is still sunshine.

2. Searching for him in the crowd. Suddenly looking back, that person was there, in a dimly lit place. -- "The Sapphire Case? Yuanxi" by Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty

Explanation: I searched for her thousands of times in the crowd, suddenly turned around, and inadvertently found her in the scattered lights.

3. Hold your hand and grow old together with your son. -- "The Book of Songs? Beifeng? Drumming"

Definition: Hold your hand and grow old with you.

4. This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss at that time. -- "Jin Se" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty

Interpretation: This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss at the time.

5. The human face is nowhere to be seen, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze. --Tang Dynasty Cui Hu's "Ti Capital Nanzhuang"

Interpretation: When I come here again today, the girl doesn't know where she is going. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in the spring breeze.

6. If life is just like the first time we met, why should the autumn wind draw a fan sadly? --Nalan Xingde of the Qing Dynasty, "Mulan Ci? The Ancient Jue Ci Cambodian Friends"

Definition: Getting along with the person you like should always be like when you just met, so sweet, so warm, so affectionate and happiness.

7. Once upon a time, everything was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud. -- "Lisi" by Yuan Zhen of the Tang Dynasty

Interpretation: If you have been to the sea, you will not care about the water elsewhere; except for Wushan, the clouds elsewhere will not be called clouds.

8. After dusk when I drink wine in Dongli, there is a faint fragrance filling my sleeves. --Song Dynasty Li Qingzhao's "Drunk Flower Yin·Misty Thick Clouds and Sorrowful Days"

Interpretation: Drinking by the east fence until dusk, the faint fragrance of yellow chrysanthemums filled my sleeves.

9. How much sorrow can you have? Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward. --Fifth Dynasty·Li Yu's "Poppy"

Interpretation: Ask me how much sadness I have in my heart, just like the endless spring water flowing eastward.

10. Qingqing Zijin, my heart is leisurely. Even if I don't go, will Zi Ning have no heir? -- "The Book of Songs·Zheng Feng·Zijin"

Interpretation: The green color is your collar, the leisurely color is my state of mind. Even if I never go to see you, will you just stop hearing from me?

2. Sentences that describe inner feelings

One person cannot understand another person.

If you understand, you won’t be lonely anymore.

Holding my son’s hand, growing old together with me

She is so lonely and white, like a camellia.

I want to go with you

I want to go with love

'm fine

It always snows in winter when you are here< /p>

I don’t know the cold

No matter how cold it is

Spring has come and the flowers have bloomed and you have left

I will stay here

Not going anywhere

But I love you

I want to be with you forever

Be together forever

You are on earth The other side of

What do I tell you

try to foeget you

I don't like

but I wanna try

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Take a deep breath in the air

There is the smell of our love

But you can’t smell it

But you can’t smell it

3. Asking for some poems that touch the soul

Even if we meet each other and we don’t recognize each other, our face will be covered with dust and our temples will be like frost.

I never get tired of seeing each other, but Jingting Mountain is the only one. This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss at that time. Ten years of life and death were blurred. Without thinking about it, I will never forget it! Things are different and people are not the same, everything is over. If you want to speak, tears will flow first. Last year, today, in this door, the peach blossoms on the face reflected each other's red. I don't know where the face went? The peach blossoms still laugh at the spring breeze.

We looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears.

There are infinite paintings in the world, but the sadness cannot be painted. When people are not around, the geese return in the sky, and the good times are lost.

One leaf, one sound, the air drips into the sky. Spring is as old as ever.

People are thin and empty. The tear stains are red and raw.

I wish I could be with you at the right time. I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day and drink the water of the Yangtze River together without seeing you.

Take the flower bush to look back lazily, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king. Fortunately, we should not forget each other. Searching and searching, deserted and miserable.

It is most difficult to breathe when it is warm or cold. The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop; the son wants to be filial but his relatives are not there.

In the dream, I didn’t realize that I was a guest, and I was greedy for pleasure for a while. The setting sun is like blood. I sigh and laugh silently. The lingering smile is as old as time. The sound floats for a light-year. My beloved pearl sheds tears, wishing we could meet again when we were not married.

If life is just like the first meeting, why is the autumn wind sad to draw a fan? It is easy to change the heart of an old friend, but it is easy to change the heart of an old friend. Xiaoxuan window is dressing up and looking at each other, speechless, only a thousand lines of tears. It is difficult to change the sea. Except Wushan is not a cloud. A pair of people from one generation to another in their lifetime, competing for two ecstasies.

If we miss each other but don’t love each other, who will be the spring? There are trees on the mountain, and the trees have branches, and my heart is happy for you, but you don't know. Where will I wake up tonight, on the bank of willows, with the waning moon in the morning wind. Knowing that I am like this, it would be better to live without life.

With four machines, the mandarin ducks want to fly together, but unfortunately the old man turns gray first. There are few good friends, who will listen when the string is broken? The fragrance of tea splashed away by gambling books, it was just ordinary at that time. Going to and from the river mouth to guard the empty boat, the moon is bright around the boat, the river is cold. Zhangtai willow, Zhangtai willow, are they still there in the past? Even if the long strip seems to be hanging down, it should be broken by someone else's hand. Who is sitting alone by the bright window? I have two shadows. If you die now, you will be buried. I don't know when I will be buried.

The person who is buried with flowers today is laughing like crazy. Who will he be buried with next year? Just look at the spring flowers gradually falling, it is the time when the beauty dies of old age. Once the spring is over, the beauty will grow old, and the flowers will fall and people will die without knowing it.

Since ancient times, heroes have come out of purgatory and entered the mortal world rich and noble. Thirty years of fame and dust, the blue sea and the blue sky, my heart every night. I picked up all the cold branches and refused to live on them, and the lonely sandbank was cold.

The wind and dust have all gone, and the fragrance and flowers have all gone. I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are different and people are not doing anything. I want to shed tears first when I want to speak. I heard that the spring in Shuanggai is still good, so I plan to go out in a small boat, but I am afraid that the boat in Shuanggai will not be able to carry many sorrows.

The jade railings are still there, but the beauty has changed. The east wind blew again last night in the small building, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward. Now that the courtyard is across the world, I remember the pink pear tree along the street, and the faint shade of the flowers. A few green window screens are exposed. Passionate since ancient times, it hurts to leave. How can it be left out in the cold? Qingqiu Festival has a broad life and death relationship, and Zicheng said it. Hold your hand and grow old together.

Flowers float and water flows, a kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart.

Life is full of love and obsession, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon. Red crisp hands, yellow vine wine, the city is full of spring scenery and willows on the palace walls.

The east wind is evil, joy is thin, and I am filled with melancholy to remember leaving the rope. Wrong, wrong, wrong.

4. A collection of psychological sentences describing touching

1.

My heart is surging like a lake as flat as a mirror

< p> There were layers of microwaves, and for a long time, my heart was full of gratitude

Excitement and joy.

2.

At this time, my heart is like a dead river bed being slowly moistened by trickling

streams.

3.

There seems to be a warm current flowing through the small atrium

in my heart.

4.

Tears flowed from the eyes and fell gently to

the lips, but when I taste these sweet tears, < /p>

Laughed

5.

It is like a hot spring, slowly flowing into my heart

In my heart, flowing throughout my body whole body.

< /p>

Smiling heartily

…

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7.

To him, maybe this is a joke Yes, but for a moment

That moment moved me to tears

...

8.

Looking at the "drowned chicken" "Like a mother, looking at her kind face

, I felt a warm flow

In my heart, I couldn't help but cry again.

9.

I felt a warm wave of enthusiasm welling up in my heart

and tears flowed down involuntarily.

10.

That was an incident that happened in school last year, but

it is still fresh in my memory.

It still makes me I was so moved.

5. Famous aphorisms about being moved deep in the heart

In fact, being moved is so simple, starting from a smile and spreading throughout life.

Touching is life Adam Sandler

Truth is touching

Tears are rolling in the circles of the eyes, accidentally falling down, maybe the touching is there It came into my mind a second ago, and tears are the reward for the previous second. Being moved is that simple! exist.

While being moved by others, you are also moved by others, because being moved is so simple!

Because I am moved, I am always here; because of you, I am happy! I am moved every year, think about it every year, and enter life! The spring touched the grass, and the grass smiled so softly; the grass touched the sun, and the sun bloomed so brilliantly; the sun touched the clouds, and the clouds danced so lingeringly; the clouds touched the starry sky, and the starry sky shone so brightly. Brilliant

6. Looking for touching poems that make people feel touched after listening

Seeing and not seeing

Cangyang Gyatso

< p> You see me, or you don’t see me

I’m there

Neither sad nor happy

You miss me, or you don’t miss me

Love is there

It doesn’t come or go

You love me or you don’t love me

Love is there

It doesn’t increase No less

You follow me, or you don’t

My hand is in yours

Never give up

Come In my arms

Or

Let me live in your heart

Love each other in silence

Rejoice in silence

7. Poems about touching

Modern poetry

When I walked into the rainy season,

My mother had just passed by.

Let Half of the umbrellas used to protect the children from the wind and rain were given to the mother,

The mother gave them to me,

Ah, the children under the umbrella,

The mother outside the umbrella. < /p>

Rain is no longer rain,

It is a tree of happy tears sent to the world by God

The days are like walking on a road with frequent wind and rain,

Mother is at the front.

Give some umbrellas to protect your children from the wind and rain.

Mother pushes them to me again.

Ah, under the umbrella Children,

Mother outside the umbrella.

Rain is no longer rain,

It is a tree of happy tears sent to the world by God

< p> Dear mother, I love you

I will always be your child who will never grow up

I will always need the caress of your palms

Dear mother , I love you

Like the deep love of a stream to a mountain

I hug you warmly

Selflessly cherish the warmth of spring

I am a wild goose flying south

Holding a desire as fresh as butter

I love you, my dear mother

I love You, the breath, air and moisture of the mountains

In my youth, you carefully designed for me

Every second and every minute of my life

In many bright red days

With the poetry and enthusiasm of my stream

Write poetry on your wrinkled forehead

Pick a bunch The most colorful rose,

expresses all the words of love for my mother,

My mother said I was stupid,

Rose is the flower that symbolizes love,

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No,

They are also flowers that children give to their mothers.

It has been a long time since I heard the jokes my mother told me when I was a child.

I really regret it,

I fell asleep before I finished listening to those words,

Mother said, silly child,

What a mother wants to say to her children is always Not finished.

————Dedicated to Mother

"To the Oak"

If I love you——

Never like a climbing flower in the sky,

Using your high branches to show off:

If I love you——

I will never imitate an infatuated bird, < /p>

Repeating monotonous songs for the green shade;

Not only like a spring,

Bringing coolness all year round

Comfort;

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

Even daylight.

Even spring rain.

No, these are not enough!

I must be a kapok tree near you,

Standing with you as the image of a tree.

The roots are tightly held in the ground,

The leaves are touching in the clouds.

Every time the wind passed by,

we all greeted each other,

but no one

understood our words.

You have your copper branches and iron trunks,

Like a knife, like a sword,

Also like a halberd,

I have my

Like a heavy sigh,

Like a heroic torch,

We share the cold wave, wind and thunder, and thunder;

< p> We enjoy the mist, the mist, the haze,

It seems like we are separated forever,

But we are dependent on each other for life,

This is the great love ,

Fidelity is here:

Love

Not only do I love your majestic body,

I also love the position and step you insist on. land.

Ancient Poems

Holding the hand of the son, carrying the old age with the son

Ten years of life and death are vast, without thinking, unforgettable, thousands of miles in a lonely tomb, with nowhere to talk desolate. We always meet each other without knowing each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost. At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown with a deep dream. I was dressing up outside the small window, looking at each other without saying anything, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the broken part of the intestines will be cut off every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pines.

When will this hatred end? The steps are empty, the rain breaks in the colder weather, and the weather is full of flowers. The soul has been dreaming for three years, and it is a dream that should be awakened after a long time. Materials are also felt, and the world is tasteless. It's not as dusty as the night platform, it's deserted and a place of sorrow. The promise was abandoned.

If there is a Pisces in Chongquan. I wish I could know him, who I can depend on for all my joys and sorrows over the years. I have turned sideways since the middle of the night, and I can't bear to listen to the Xiang string and pay attention to it. When we get married, we will know him for life. I'm also afraid that both of them will die, and if they meet again, they will live in the wind for a long time. The tears are gone and the paper is ashes.

8. Looking for sentences that describe the inner feelings

A surge of warmth flew through my heart when i saw this, i could not believe my own eyes, i can feel tears rolling inside my eye socket and ready to come out, the fact that he helped me is so unbelievable and shocking

My heart was surging, like layers of microwaves rising from a lake as flat as a mirror. For a long time, I was filled with thoughts Gratitude and joy

9. Looking for sentences that touch the soul

Love doesn’t know where it starts, it goes deep. The Peony Pavilion

Either you are busy living, or you are busy dying. "The Shawshank Redemption"

Holding your hand is like holding your left hand with your right hand without feeling it, but cutting it off hurts your heart! "A Sigh"

When you are young, you think there is an answer to everything, but when you are old, you may feel that there is no so-called answer in life. "Fallen Angel"

As I grew up, I was asked more and more often: "What's the use of this?" I suddenly realized that many people grew up with this question.

I'm not sure - this is something to be thankful for. It wasn't until I repeatedly confirmed that "the most important things in life are actually of no use" that I felt that I was really lucky.

Life is not for use.

Love, glory, justice, dignity, civilization, these are the forces that have repeatedly saved me and comforted me in dark moments. For many people, they are "useless", but I insist on believing that these are the treasures of life. , can withstand repeated pursuits.

——Cai Kangyong