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To you modern poetry
To You Modern Poetry 1
I will eventually find you in some of the places I have walked
Find a person who will never be the same again Myself traveling far away.
一
When I was eating beef noodles in Lanzhou, I imagined you being there.
The slender ramen noodles were filled with the lingering water of the Yellow River. .
It is your tenderness,
The river is surging northward.
二
I drove through Xi'an and passed through the city,
The white clothes and body are like mine,
The mirror is you.
The ancient city has not died for thousands of years.
Your traces can be reflected in the eyes of strangers.
三
There is Shanxi in the northern country.
The water of Fenhe River is cool and lonely.
On a cold rainy night in April,
I couldn’t bear your wandering,
I had to move from Taiyuan to Yuncheng, which is slightly south, and spend the night.
IV
Shizuishan in Ningxia,
There lived an ignorant young man in the Gobi.
More than twenty years of hardship in the world,
There are still thoughts in the lonely smoke,
The bonfire in the late afternoon is the most chilly.
五
From Shijiazhuang to Zhangjiajie,
I never remembered that the water in the sky there was a human thing.
The buses there are not crowded.
There is still an empty seat for you by the window on my left.
Six
Suzhou, also known as paradise,
I went from the factory in Wujiang to Shajiabang in Changshu.
Jiangnan does not belong to me,
I ate bowl after bowl of tofu nao,
Just waiting for you to show up.
Seven
Shanghai on New Year’s Eve is so bright that people dare not feel homesick.
If you were here at that time,
I would go through the annual rings of the crowd to see you,
By the way, I would forget the distance of a thousand years.
Eight
Listen to them speaking Cantonese in Guangdong,
See the distant blue sky on the back mountain of Shenzhen.
Shout loudly,
All the way to Zhongshan,
I wonder if you won’t be used to the refreshments there.
Nine
I have only eaten half of the rice noodles in Changsha.
From the head of Orange Island, I can see that the mountains are red.
You are here,
The forests are full of color,
Hunan,
The Xiangjiang River is not far from you.
十
The bus stranded me in Anyang,
That is Henan in the Central Plains.
Spent the night on the side of the road,
Looking at the stars,
I miss you.
Eleven
In the snow of Inner Mongolia, draw a world as big as a hug,
And me and you.
Then ask the long north wind to blow away,
Ask the warm sun to melt,
I find my direction along the direction of her flow.
Twelve
There is a person in Beijing who stays up all night,
along with Beijing who stays up all night.
It was a rainy season.
I had a big umbrella.
You were not here.
I got wet again and again. ,
Sanlitun was wet all over.
There is too much clarity blurred in my life,
There is just one symbol that lasts forever.
A place,
A symbol.
Put these together,
My world is full of you.
To You Modern Poetry 2
Like to bring the first touch of morning light
Go for a walk in your space
Look at pictures and browse text
Listen The music you appreciate
Taste your emotions from "Talk"
When leaving
Gently wipe away my footprints
I also like to hang out in front of your window on a starry night
Imagine you at this time
Tangled and happy
< p> A smile on his faceStill full of sadness
Good morning, Cher
It’s midnight, please rest soon
Cooking every day A pot of phone porridge
In my ears
Listening to you is my greatest pleasure
Why is my voice a little hoarse?
Also Your ankles are willing to swell
Don’t walk too far
Go up the stairs slowly and don’t get out of breath
Eat on time when I’m not around
Take care of yourself
If you like my poems
I will write to you forever
One poem a day
Get up with the sun
Fall asleep slowly with the sunset
If you were the moon
I would be the tide that accompanies you
Day and night
Dancing beside you
Singing a song for you all the time
Love is liking everything about you
Your big eyes
Your bad temper
Love is not only tolerant but also stingy
Youthful and radiant
As beautiful as a faltering step
< p> Love your yesterday and nowLove your future
The first light of dawn
The sunset
I will never leave you Abandoned to You Modern Poetry 3
A corner of the white shirt is still exposed
The retro gramophone is still spinning in circles
The hydrangeas in front of the window It has bloomed into blue and white
The green grass ring covers the brightest smile
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The carousel in the street corner garden is still nostalgic
The handsome bicycle is parked in front of whose window
Those little secrets in the fleeting years
Whose diary becomes a dot of stars
/
You use the lingering thoughts of those who insist on not letting go to form an airtight thread
Repair my broken doll into the sweetest longing
One boy, one city Childhood songs
Precipitated into bricks and left on the wall
/
When will it start to rain
The scent of wisteria flowers Forget to wither
And the vow we made not to cry
And the eternity I stubbornly wrote
/
Some people You can squander a lot of time
Some people can touch a lifetime
And some people, like you young man
, can also sour someone's eyes
p>
We buried it together in the treasure chest under the tree
Can you still find the letter I wrote for you
/
The scrawled handwriting Pink letterhead
I said we never have to miss it again
In a cafe on a corner
I will say it with a smile
Long time no see
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