The spirit is willing but the flesh is weak.

Love me, love my dog

Understand what love is and what hate is.

Caring for others according to moral standards

love money as much as one's life

A person's love for talents is equal to his desire for water-he has great enthusiasm for talents/talented people.

Take care of the elderly and children

Pay no attention to the fundamental and trivial.

(of an emperor) love one's subjects as children.

As a person, we should respect our parents, be kind to our children, be generous to our poor relatives and be polite to everyone. Bertrand Russell

We love our nation, which is the source of our confidence. Zhou Enlai

People not only have the right to love their country, but also love their country is an obligation and honor. -Xu Teli

I love my motherland and people. I can't live without it and them, let alone write. -Ba Jin

In the Republic, I mean loving the motherland, that is, loving equality. This is not a moral virtue, nor a Christian virtue, but a political virtue. -Montesquieu

Loving the motherland is the purest, keenest, noblest, strongest, gentlest, most affectionate, gentlest and harshest feeling. A person who truly loves the motherland is a real person in all aspects. -Suhomlinski

I am yours, my motherland! This is all yours, my heart and soul; If I don't love you, my motherland, who else can I love? -petofi

Only by loving the motherland, grieving the deep suffering of the motherland and hating the enemy can we participate in the struggle and win. -Tolstoy

The motherland is more important than life. This is our mother and our land. Neruda

When our country is enslaved, we Poles have no right to leave our motherland. Madame Curie

Love Poem

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the other day

Rape flowers are in full bloom all over the mountain.

One day we will hide them in our hearts.

You said with a smile

As long as there is love, our hearts will not leave.

Be happy all your life, time is stagnant.

the other day

Flying snow turns the earth into a silver world.

I held your hand in the snow.

I didn't think about anything at that moment.

The future picture that should be realized

Don't even ask the reason for being sad.

Jump on the piano with only the grease of your hands

Rendering our future with edelweiss

the other day

Last time we met.

The harsh sunshine burned my heart and respiratory tract.

I smell anxiety.

I just wish you all the best.

Wave to see you go away.

I'll never see you again

I can't help crying.

Go back to your comfort zone and go home.

My heart seems to be drunk and beating.

Not alive and kicking.

Maybe it will go to bed early, too

Maybe it hurts. You cry alone.

Spit out bright red blood

Love poems outside the chapter

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Both receivers have only a slight breathing sound.

Clear and clear, without clutter.

Balloons also sigh or draw animals.

Intermittently, "do you remember?"

One person's loneliness needs two people to comfort.

The flowing story seems to be yesterday.

Hand in hand, under the meteor that accidentally crossed the sky

Desire, life remains the same.

Even if the stars can't hear the echo.

You can feel the sweetness in loneliness.

Ignorance is eternal.

Young and frivolous will sprout new life.

We still can't escape fate.

Envelopes fly around like pieces of paper.

Are expressionless indifference.

What is hidden inside is fierceness and turmoil.

Only black and white interlaced.

Still. Tireless writing

There is a reincarnation for a period of time.

Show all the sadness and longing.

be as mild as spring

Because we used to have love.

Let yourself be numb because of fatigue at work.

Never see the autumn with falling leaves.

So there is no aimless sinking and decay.

Still hear the familiar call

"Are you okay?"

No unrecognizable tears.

Life is divided into segments.

Look from one grid to another.

See a piece, and a blank.

Cann't think in the dark

I am at a loss and indulge myself, so my life is full.

Wishing love poem

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We have a common desire.

Maybe it will blossom and bear fruit tomorrow.

But it may also be a dead seed forever.

No one can take care of it,

Will also be covered by grass spines at the moment of blooming and dying.

This is the love between two people.

Always swaying in the wind and rain

There can be no smooth road.

You said, "When I get married, I will smile at you."

I said, "When you get married, I will cry for you."

Cry, laugh, and let's waste it together until eternity.

Love doesn't stop between your hands or your steps.

Relive yesterday's good night.

You don't need wine or food to decorate.

A scene of rose-like laughter

Who is singing?

An old and familiar song.

Such a broken voice dares to sing to the fullest.

As terrible and beautiful as a branch.

Am I still hesitating?

Haha, I know it's still me.

No one can take our place.

A wish made under a meteor

When you cry, you always have someone by your side.

We are all willing.

See how unfathomable the future is.

Like the plot of a poem

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Sad Anne wept bitterly.

"I love you, this is my disaster."

What love can be said to be absolute?

There is another disaster in our days.

This is exactly the disaster we are worried about.

Although there are "maple leaves", they will never leave.

Black June cut the original perfection.

There were tears that day, one to the east and one to the west.

But never faded, stubborn and weak.

We still failed to escape the terrible robbery.

Strange places, strange people and things.

There is a child named Feng in my autistic heart.

Tell a story about maple leaves everywhere.

The plot of maple leaf love

I was doomed to be lonely when I was picking up maple leaves.

Destined to flow and slide in the ocean of suffering

Nobody knows why.

People concerned know that happiness comes after green.

There must be a happy result.

Does the baby have a maple leaf plot?

We groped together in loneliness and darkness.

We will find each other's warm palms.

As long as there are no crazy ideas

Love poetry

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If we're still in love,

Please put down your backpack and welcome with both hands.

Another warm heart

Love, if you love each other.

I once read a book that said, "A man was picking up maple leaves in a maple forest, and passers-by told him,' When you finish picking up the maple leaves, happiness will follow.' "