Modern confession poems 1. Beautiful modern confession poems

-The deepest pain in the world? The deepest pain in the world is not being hurt by love, but never having loved; The deepest pain in the world is not losing, but never having it; The deepest pain in the world is not being unable to forget, but being unable to remember; The deepest pain in the world is not that you can't bear it, but that you can't let it go; The deepest pain in the world is not that people break up at the end of the song, but that it is difficult to get together; The deepest pain in the world is not letting go of mistakes, but always missing them; The deepest pain in the world is not a dream, but when you wake up; The deepest pain in the world; Not a familiar stranger, but a strange familiar person; The deepest pain in the world is not to break up, but to piece together; The deepest pain in the world; It is not that the two worlds are separated, but that the lovers pretend to be strangers; The deepest pain in the world; It's not that death is approaching, but that life is worse than death; The deepest pain in the world; The flight of meteors is the passing of love; The deepest pain in the world is to know how to cherish it after losing it.

So, in order not to regret, do something stupid, okay? -Marry me! -/second world-/? There are 365 days in a year, 30 days in a month, 24 hours in a day, 60 minutes in a minute and 60 seconds in a second. Which second you belong to me, which second you miss me, which second you care about me, which second you remember, and which second you want to hear my heartbeat breathing for you. Maybe it never occurred to you that if time stopped for a second, you would no longer be by my side. -/"Look or not"-/? Whether you see me or not, I will be there, without sadness or happiness; Whether you want me or not, love will not come or go; Whether you love me or not, love is there. Whether you follow me or not, my hand is in your hand; Come to my arms, or let me enter your heart, silently love and silently like-/"Untitled"-/? Your smile, your sadness, your loss, your hope, I thought I would never love again, I thought I could stop loving, but your appearance made me know that all this was just a lie to deceive myself.

- / - ? I love you only because time flies, never stops and never looks back, so I can weave a face of Zhang Huali. I didn't show any faded sadness. I love you just because you are gone, no longer appear, no longer remember, so I can mention layers of scarred hearts. On the moonless night in the starry sky, one layer is struggle, and the other layer is transformation. In the pain of looking back suddenly, your years and mine appear gracefully. -/? Tell me why-/? The world without you is not worth nostalgia; Tomorrow without you is not worth looking forward to; Time without you is not worth spending; Yesterday without you is not worth remembering; I don't deserve to exist without you. - /? Bridge? Bridge, looming, the bridge in my heart, I have never walked, but I often fantasize that its end is connected with him? Or attached to a strange him? The familiar face is just a strange you, and the opposite smile is still so familiar, but it is no longer such a beautiful dream.

Why are you so bad? Let me miss you endlessly, you make me cry, make me laugh, and let me only love you? - ? "If, no"-/? If I had known the result from the beginning, would I have missed the corner? If you knew the result from the beginning, would you still feel uncomfortable? If I knew the result from the beginning, would it hurt so much? If I knew I loved you from the beginning, would I give up? Without your voice, there is no news in the world; Without your future, the world will be eclipsed; Without you, the world will no longer be unique! You make me so happy. You let me know you through this world. Through the world you know, did the world make you or did you make my world? - /? Endless-/? Your every move, every word, every smile made me laugh over and over again. Your every move, every word, every smile reminds me again and again. -There are thousands of kinds of feelings. Why do I only love you? There are thousands of dreams, why do I only dream about you? There are thousands of kinds of pain, why do I only miss you? There are thousands of tears, why do I only have one drop for you? There are thousands of people, why do I only love you? A thousand words, why do I only say you? - ? Love from Rain City has always been quiet-/? The broken kite is missing.

My love for you has been silently exchanged for your occasional concern. I made up my mind from the beginning. I finally believe that our love is beautiful. Dandelion's agreement is quiet and far away. The moment you met, you turned the pendulum. You just said that you have no memory of loving you, but your voice has been very careful. The dust you encounter is lighter than air. I want to find someone to let go of my feelings. You say that love is like a cloud, and it is beautiful only when you say yes. Remember your promise, listen to the sound of your heartbeat and breathe the moisture after the rain. Our love is like the scenery you pass by. My love for you has always been quiet. I looked at the raindrops and sighed, and looked at the clean white clouds. I really wanted to put them in my heart, but I found that Liao, who loved you, had no memories, and always gave you love, but lost his peace of mind. This surprise is not as pleasant as your beauty. Our love should not just indulge in dreams and fall in love with you. You suddenly don't love me. This incident can only make the stars regret, gently touching memories like traces of frozen scenery. I want to find you, but I still don't believe it's just a scenery that will be forgotten. Falling in love with you is lonely, and I don't want to give up my love for you. Always quietly exchanging the casual love left yesterday, sighing alone. Memories are still accumulating. I can't breathe our love. As heavy as air, I escape, but more lingering. The rain in June is even more transparent, which reminds me a lot. * * * * * * * * *-/? Wind-/? The leaves behind the house fall on you and love you very much, so I indulge you to hide in the clouds and watch me look for my thoughts. Time was frozen in an instant, and the world was as beautiful as the wind. Your smile is like rain, and a gust of wind and rain can't compare with the innocence and beauty between us.

2. What are the poems about confession in modern times?

Modern poetry suitable for confession

1.

For many years,

You've been living in my wound,

I let go of heaven and earth,

But I never let you leave,

Qianshan in my life,

You can say goodbye one by one.

Things in the world,

Besides life and death,

Which one is not meddling?

2.

This man

You think it's sweet.

It's hard to read

This man

You will fall asleep laughing.

Cry till dawn

This man

You will love for a long time

Love this life

I

There is a person hidden in my heart.

you

Hold on to my heart

Write some poems about confession, modern ones, the more the better, and you will get extra points if you write well.

See and not see

Original title "The Silence of Banzagurubama" Author: Tahiram Dodo

You see me or you don't see me,

I was right there,

Not sad or happy;

You read me or you don't read me,

Love is there,

Don't come or go;

You love me, or you don't,

Love is there,

Do not increase or decrease;

With or without me,

My hand is in your hand,

Don't give up;

Come into my arms,

Or,

Let me live in your heart

Silent love

Silence and happiness

There is also Cangyang Jiacuo's

At that moment, I raised my horse, not to beg for happiness, but to wait for your arrival;

On that day, I closed my eyes in the fragrant fog of the temple and suddenly heard you recite the true words in the Buddhist scriptures;

On that day, the Mani pile was built not for Xiu De, but to throw stones at the heart lake;

That night, I listened to Sanskrit singing all night, not to understand, but to find a trace of your breath;

That January, I shook all the prayer tubes, not to cross, but to touch your fingertips;

That year, I kowtowed and climbed on the mountain road, not to see you, but to keep your warmth;

At that time, I turned the landscape into a stupa, not to repair the afterlife, but to meet you on the road;

At that moment, I soared to immortality, not for immortality, but for your peace and happiness.

4. Give a classic modern confession poem

It is predicted (He Qifang) that this heartbeat day has finally come.

I can clearly hear your sighing footsteps at night. It is not the whisper of forest leaves and night wind, but the tiny hoof sound of elk walking through the moss path. Tell me, tell me with your bell, were you predicted by the young God? You must come from the warm south, tell me the moonlight and sunshine there, tell me how the spring breeze blows open the flowers and how the swallows are madly in love with Populus davidiana.

I will fall asleep in your dreamlike singing, which I seem to remember and forget. Please stop, stop your long-distance running, come in, there is a tiger mattress for you to sit on! Let me burn the fallen leaves I pick up every autumn and sing my own songs in a low voice, which will make the fire look gloomy and lofty, and the fire will tell the life of the fallen leaves.

Don't go any further. There is an endless forest ahead. The ancient trees are dotted with wild animals. The half-dead vines and pythons are intertwined. There is not a star in the dense leaves. You will be afraid to let go of the second step when you hear the empty echo of the first step. Do we have to go? When I walk with you, my feet know every safe way. I can sing tired songs to you and then give you the tenderness of my hands.

The night interrupted us, so you can look at me. You didn't listen to my excited song, your feet didn't stop for my trembling, like a quiet breeze drifting through this dusk, disappeared, and your proud steps disappeared ... Oh, young God, did you finally die speechless as predicted? Autumn of 193 1 (selected from Hanyuan Collection).

5. Give a classic modern confession poem

Forecast (He Qifang)

This heartbeat day has finally arrived.

The footsteps of the sighing night are approaching.

I can clearly hear that it is not the whisper of forest leaves and night wind.

The graceful hoof sound made by elk when they galloped on the moss path.

Tell me, tell me with your bell.

Are you a young god in prophecy?

You must come from the warm south,

Tell me the moonlight there, the sunshine there,

Tell me how the spring breeze blows open the flowers.

How the swallows fell madly in love with Populus davidiana.

I will fall asleep in your dreamy singing,

I seem to remember and forget that warmth.

Please stop and stop your long journey.

Come in, there's a tiger mattress. Sit down!

Let me burn the fallen leaves I pick up every autumn,

Let me sing my own song in a low voice,

That song will be as gloomy and high as fire,

Fire will tell the life of fallen leaves.

Don't go forward, there is an endless forest ahead.

The ancient trees are marked by wild animals,

Half-dead vines and pythons are intertwined,

Not a single star is missing from the thick leaves,

You will be too timid to let go of the second step,

When you hear the empty echo of the first step.

Do we have to go? When I walk with you,

My feet know every safe way,

I can keep singing the songs I forgot,

I will give it to you, I will give it to you.

The night cut us off,

You can keep an eye on me.

You didn't listen to my exciting song,

Your feet won't stop because of my trembling,

Like a quiet breeze blowing through this dusk,

Disappeared, lost your proud steps. ...

Ah, you are finally as speechless as you predicted.

Young God, can't you speak when you die?

Autumn of 193 1 (selected from Hanyuan Collection)

6. Just ask the lyrics of a modern confession poem quickly.

I've been meaning to tell you.

You gave me unexpected happiness, just like an oasis in the desert.

Say you'll always be with me

Be my root, my wings let me fly, and let me have a nest to go back to.

I am willing, I can give everything without regrets.

Just watch the passage of time together and remember how we fell in love.

Love you, love you, sadness, happiness, dullness and significance.

Is to love you, love you, sweet and secure, and that feeling is you.

I've been meaning to tell you.

You gave me unexpected happiness, just like an oasis in the desert.

Say you'll always be with me

Be my root, my wings let me fly, and let me have a nest to go back to.

I am willing, really willing to give everything to protect you.

Oh, time is running out. Please remember how much I love you.

Oh, just love you, love you, don't abandon you, don't care how much wind and rain there are along the way.

Is to love you, love you, put it in your palm and give you all the bright happiness.

Oh, I love you. I love you.

Is to love you, love you, and hope that we can be together.

7. What rhyming poems are there about confession?

1, Whitehead Seal

Han Dynasty: Zhuo Wenjun

Love should be as pure as snow in the mountains and as bright as clouds on the moon.

I heard that you have two hearts, so I came to break up with you.

Today is like the last party, and tomorrow we will break up.

I moved my feet slowly along the edge of the road, and my past life flowed like water in a ditch, never returning.

When I decided to take the king away from home, I didn't cry like an ordinary girl.

I am full of thinking that if I marry a person with a heart, I can love each other and be happy forever.

The love of men and women is as light and soft as a fishing rod, and the fish is as lovely as a living wave.

Men should attach importance to friendship, and there is no money to compensate for the loss of sincere love.

2. Vietnamese songs

Pre-Qin Dynasty: Anonymous

What a night tonight, roaming in the river.

What day is today? Together with the prince.

I'm ashamed. I don't deserve my humble opinion.

Confused mood can not only satisfy the prince.

There are trees on the mountain and branches on the tree. My heart likes you. You don't know that.

3. South Plaid

Tang dynasty: Wen

Light a candle at the bottom of the well and you can play Go together.

Linglong dice Anhoudou, what do you know about bone acacia?

4. Jian Peijun

Pre-Qin Dynasty: Anonymous

The Millennium is frost. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side.

Tracing back and forth, the road is blocked and long. Swim back from it, in the middle of the water

It's been a long time, and it hasn't changed for thousands of years. The so-called Iraqis are in the water.

Tracing back and forth from it, the road is blocked and broken. Swim back from the inside and swim in the water.

Jia Cai, peace and prosperity have not passed. The so-called Iraqis are in the water.

Go back and follow, the road is blocked and turn right. Swim back from the inside and swim in the water.

Operator, I live at the head of the Yangtze River.

Song Dynasty: Li Zhiyi

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

The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred. I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning.