3 Praise of Love

Qingfeng, love is burning in his heart, he transformed this enthusiasm into poetry, and soon wrote a poem, after repeated carving, through the e-mail, sent to the Snow White in his heart - Jiang Wan.

A celebration of love

Jiang Wan, the angel in my heart, after receiving your call, my heart was surging, and I couldn't calm down for a long time, and I didn't know how to express my love for you, so I wrote a poem to encourage you.

The heart of the autumn breeze,

Cupid's Arrow,

Shot through my heart,

Longing for love,

It came so suddenly.

Autumn colors have dyed thousands of rivers and mountains,

The purple and red earth,

Intense color,

The forest is dyed,

I was born in the mountains,

Silently waited since childhood,

Parents have traveled far away,

Only grandparents are left in the family,

There's a noun to describe me,

A lonely left-behind child,

I yearn for reunion with my parents every day,

Looking up at the flowing white clouds,

Blue sky,

It tells the expectation of family warmth.

The mountain brook is singing,

The wildflowers on the mountainside tremble in the wind,

Lonely childhood,

Who are the playmates?

The ancient temple in the west of the village,

is the beginning of my life,

A leader,

With his broad and profound mind,

Embracing that I'm no longer alone,

Let me swim in the ocean of Chinese culture,

Begin to raise the sails of my life,

More than ten years of ancient temple lone lamp,

More than ten years of reading expos,

Let me get out of this mountain that gave birth to me and raised me.

I am the son of the mountains,

is an ignorant teenager,

Came to the bustling city,

The work-study program has made me study,

Mentors and friends help me climb again.

Knowledge makes me grow,

Studying has allowed me to find a partner,

Three years of hard work,

sent me to the campus in Yenching,

Work-study is still my only way out,

Every step is so difficult,

Two years in a hurry,

That's why I set up camp safely.

Thank you for this beautiful autumn,

The autumn wind sends me to you,

In the morning exercise team,

Seeing you graceful,

The feeling of heartbeat inspires me,

Slowly approaching you,

Feel the same blue sky as you.

You are like a ray of sunshine,

Shine into my heart,

sowed the seeds of affection,

With the postponement of military training,

That kind of seed takes root and sprouts,

Growing up in my heart,

Let my mind,

Filled with your smiling faces.

In just ten days,

Whenever I see your light figure in the morning light,

Let me think about it,

Whenever I see you stroke by stroke,

It makes my heart flutter,

Whenever I see you smile,

upsets me,

Whenever I hear you laughing,

They all make me as beautiful as a fairy,

I seem to think,

I've melted into your world,

The love that I can't forget for the first time in my life,

Looking at the mountains in the distance,

It seems to be the backplane of our love,

Looking at the wildflowers around you,

It seems to congratulate us on falling in love,

Even the traffic around him,

are no longer noisy,

It seems to be a congratulatory wish for our affection.

Ten days of separation,

It seems to be far, far away,

I want to fly to you right now,

It speaks of infinite attachment.

A brief reunion,

and kindled the love of my heart,

Open my heart to you,

Tell you everything about me,

Let you feel in understanding,

Actually, I felt a little uneasy.

Your fiery confession,

tugged at my heartstrings,

This is what I have been looking forward to for a long time,

This is the starting line of our love,

It is the most beautiful in our lives,

A celebration of love.

My heart has called your name countless times,

Pure Elegy,

How many words are on the lips,

Let me tell you slowly,

Together forever,

Co-creating,

A beautiful picture of our lives.

I love you, my Bang!

Qingfeng's passionate poems are like fiery arrows of love, every word, every word, every verse, all of them hit Jiang Wan's heart. A poetess who has been immersed in love, after a brave confession, receives a poem full of love and fiery. Love is blind, love is strong, love is the impact of the heart, some people say that poetry is the most accurate language to express feelings, two high-achieving students of the Chinese department, a literary couple, when their love suddenly came, the girl poet still expressed it with tactful poems, not wanting others to see, because that kind of fiery feelings have been revealed in the pen. The person in love seems to have guessed her mind, and used the language of her best poetry to reply to her love, and ignited her passion for creation.

Jiang Wan quickly tapped on the keyboard, he wanted to reply to his lover as soon as possible, and he no longer endured the emotional frying.

Senior Brother Qingfeng, I saw your fiery poems, which infected me, and replied with a small poem.

Whispers of love

On the night of that encounter,

My heart

was already excited,

The girl's mind,

So that I dare not confide lingering,

Your tall figure,

Swirling in my dreams,

How many times do you babble?

Let me call you by name,

You go quietly,

It once caused me a little grief,

A letter from you,

How many times have I wandered between the lines,

Although your sentences are very gentle,

But how many waves have been caused in my heart,

Your soft-spoken care,

Let me dream of talking to you.

Your thoughtfulness,

Let me fantasize about your heart-warming anticipation,

The embarrassment of meeting again,

Left regret in my heart,

Heartbeat phone ringing in the morning,

It's the most beautiful voice I've ever heard,

Short reunion again,

Without too many languages,

Take your hard drive,

I didn't stop for a moment,

After reading so many words in one sitting,

In my heart sketched a tall figure,

Struggling youth,

Your bumpy road in life,

Makes me look more plain,

The footsteps of your struggle have struck my heart,

I could only cry out with a loud voice,

I love you brother,

Let us be together forever,

You were lonely in the past,

I will be with you for the rest of my life.

Qingfeng saw the poems that Jiang Wan replied, felt the passion, felt the talent, the language of literature, made him feel more cordial, strong love, but also mobilized his passion for creation, recalled his words and laughter, unconsciously wanted to depict it, after writing this "Freehand Impression", and sent it to Jiang Wan by email.

Freehand impressions

The smell of tea fills the walls of the house

The afternoon was too peaceful

The autumn sun is faintly overflowing

The mottled land flows through the window lattice

Carry a shadow of light

Walk through the study soaked in ink

Set off the drama of the New Year

When I met calligraphy and painting, I laughed beautifully

Secretly hiding poetry

The girl in the painting has soft hair

The neon dress is light and elegant

Slender jade fingers spread over the strings

Music surrounds the world

Walk through the hustle and bustle and browse the scenery

The weeping willows move with the wind

Embrace poetry and books

Life is not easy

Summer cicadas are hoarse and autumn geese are crying

The four seasons of the cycle

The years are quiet, and time passes

(b)

The breeze flapped its wings

On the cool surface of the lake

Write beautiful poetry

A drizzle drenched the lake's embankment

Interpret the hazy picture

Weeping willows are sparse with the wind

The laughter is warm and refreshing

Ying Ying Qiubo quietly handed

Infinite sonic shadows

Free frolic in the droplets

Luoying light adds a new scene

Beauty is in the autumn storm

Jiang Wan savored the breeze praising him, and the words were full of affection. Jiang Wan knew that he grew up in the mountains of Guizhou and didn't know much about Suzhou at all, but relied on his own imagination to be able to write poems like "The fragrance of tea fills the house walls", how talented it was, which made her heart warm, so she really realized that "beauty is in the autumn wind and rain". This kind of in-depth and meticulous consideration made her feel relieved, although she knew that Qingfeng didn't know much about herself, but in the poems, she was still full of the mood of the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, how could she not poke at the softest place in his heart?

Jiang Wan calmed down, she secretly thought that she should ask him out and talk to him properly. Qingfeng has already told her his own past, as it is, and he should also confess everything to him, the most important thing between two people is trust, mutual understanding is the basis of trust, and it is unfair to him that he can't understand another person alone, and his life path is still going to let him guess riddles.

Why didn't he make a call? Jiang Wan wanted to complain a little, the communication between the two people was too important, although the email expressed the feelings of both parties, and it was also seen between the lines that he was in love with him, but could it replace face-to-face communication between each other? Wouldn't that be more able to express each other's feelings, isn't there no time? Even if you don't have time to fall in love, you should express it. Could it be that he still has any concerns? I've made it so clear that he shouldn't have any concerns. Do you want me to go and ask him out? No, with a delicate person like him, he has always been considerate to me, and he wouldn't do such careless things, right? Oh, Jiang Wan suddenly figured it out, he was because the two of us just started to express that when the feelings were strong, we didn't let this red flame burn us, so we adopted the method of e-mail to communicate with each other about love, not only to fully express our love, but also to use our best literary language to talk, which can reduce the heat more smoothly and make our love more lasting. Thinking of this, the love in Jiang Wan's heart is even stronger, how can he not be more attached to this kind of considerate and warm man?

Jiang Wan thought in his heart, let's let it go first, don't live up to his kindness, the relationship between the two parties has been clarified, and the conversation in literary language has been carried out, the mood of the two parties is already clear, why fight for a morning or a night? Just as she was muttering in her heart, her phone suddenly rang. When she saw that it was Qingfeng calling, he quickly pressed the green connect button, and his unique magnetic voice came from the phone.

Qingfeng, "Jiang Wan, I'm Li Yufeng, do you have time tonight?" Let's have a meal together. The tone is very gentle, but the attitude is very firm, so that you have no reason to refuse.

Jiang Wan, "It's you, senior brother, I don't think there's a need to eat, after eating, let's make an appointment together, let's have a good talk." Shall we go to the Old Summer Palace opposite? ”

Qingfeng, "Okay, I'll wait for you downstairs in your dormitory at 6:30 p.m., okay?" ”

Jiang Wan, "Okay, we'll see you soon." ”