Yu Qiu's Modern Poetry

In our daily life, we must have seen many classic poems. Poetry can make people naturally moved by language. What are the widely used poems? The following is a collection of autumn rain modern poems for you. Welcome to share.

Modern Poetry of Autumn Rain 1 Autumn Rain

Early autumn in the south is like spring and summer.

Without the sadness of dead leaves,

But slightly fragrant, dark green.

Say goodbye to the hustle and bustle of the day,

Sleep peacefully on a pleasant autumn night.

Early in the morning,

Autumn rain came as scheduled,

Without warning,

With the thunder coming quietly,

Like a long light song,

Knock me out of my dream.

Gently rub your sleepy eyes,

Listen,

It's white.

The autumn rain outside the window is light and thin,

Like thousands of silver wires,

Drifting gently,

Dirty eyes.

Rain washed away the dusty green leaves,

Send fresh air.

Breathe gently,

A cool,

Soak in the heart and spleen

Snuggle up by the window, look,

A shower of rain,

It winds its way into the distance.

I can't resist the temptation,

Walking in the drizzle,

Back off, open your hands, close your eyes,

Let the rain drop on my face and body.

Smell the rain with your heart,

Listen to the whispers of the drizzle.

Telling the reality of hesitation and confusion,

Tell about the beauty and vision of the future,

There are hardships, happiness and sweetness,

Didi moistens the heart,

Touch the depths of the soul.

Modern Poetry of Autumn Rain 2 Summer Shadow

The light of dusk,

The angle is slightly offset,

The golden thread that penetrates the green leaves is vaguely rare.

Time flies,

Faded the dazzling aura,

In the west, golden circles, semicircles, middle arcs and minor chords appear alternately.

Until they meet horizontally,

Leaving only a pair of orange fan dresses.

In the distance,

Clouds and mist,

Swinging with the wind,

The smell is vague.

Outside the lonely wall,

Crickets sing loudly.

Above the courtyard,

Fireflies twinkle.

The footsteps of the night,

Has been quietly left in the soil.

Modern Poetry of Autumn Rain 3 Autumn Rain

You're from the sky.

With love like fire

Acacia's tears

You said you would travel around the world.

You will come back on the day of success.

Go back to her window

Tell her how it feels in spring.

Autumn is coming.

You finally came back.

That love cabin

No longer exists.

Once in love.

It's gone.

Such a delicate flower

How can you stand the ravages of time?

The secular world of mortals has already buried her.

Only the fallen dead leaves.

Send out infinite emotion

When I love you.

You are far away.

When I think of you

You're not always there.

When the leaves are dying.

Why did you come again?

You came without hesitation.

But why did Shanshan come late?

So affectionate

So lingering

Kiss all over the castle peak

Kiss all over the country

Kiss all over the ditch.

Sadness in the river

Has passed the bank.

Let the thoughts overflow.

How can we reduce the sadness in our hearts?

Who else will listen to your whispers?

Who else will indulge in your gentle chest?

That love that has been accumulated for too long.

In addition to endless complaints about the earth

Who else can understand?

Only over and over again

Keep sorrow and sadness in your heart.

Turn into cold notes

knock in

Lover's cold heart

autumn rain

Cry if you want.

Put all your tears

All become

For the missed love.

Final memorial service

I just hope that barren grave.

Beautiful azaleas will bloom in the coming year.

Modern Poetry of Autumn Rain 4 Autumn Rain

Autumn rain,

It's been falling,

Without the bright moon,

But it's like,

Thousands of miles away, the moon is full;

The lake was silent,

Quietly chasing the ripples of the wind,

Off and on,

Like,

The light in your eyes;

Maybe,

You are a cloud in the sky,

Tears here?

You are a swallow from the south,

Cut the reunion from the moon?

You missed the full moon,

Let the thunder and lightning announce:

No sleep tonight!

Obviously:

Acacia is far away,

Looking forward to,

Autumn with drizzle;

Attachment is like water,

Dissolve in,

Between the lines where the red leaves fall;

Not gorgeous or hazy,

Moon shadow, cloud shadow, wind shadow,

Hug each other,

A full moon thousands of miles away,

The weather is very warm.

No matter how close you are,

Round as the moon;

Regardless of north and south,

Dreams are as beautiful as dreams;

Looking forward to your beautiful image in the rain and fog,

Sweet in my heart

Modern poetry of autumn rain: autumn rain is sad.

A gunshot,

The Revolution of 1911 kicked off.

I saw you walking in front of the women in China.

Who says there are more women than men?

Iron hoof trampling

Trample on the land of Central Plains

I saw you push open the luxurious prison door.

My heart is afraid of emptiness and my heart is cold.

The silver knife jingled.

Pierce the heart of the motherland

I saw you writing on the desk.

The buttonwood trees in Jinjingbian are turning yellow.

A roaring sound

Shake this house in China.

I saw you scurrying in the vast sea of people.

In August, the autumn wind howled

retaliate

The sun rises in China.

I've seen you on the battlefield.

Helping the top is the beginning of knowing how to make a good plan.

Late autumn cold

Silence the brick wall of China.

I saw you bleeding.

Autumn wind and autumn rain make people sad.

You tripped over the cold brick wall.

Don't be afraid of cold.

Because the residual heat of your blood will usher in a new dawn.

Strike back the mountains and rivers

Remove dust and dirt after revenge

Female students are not interested in learning.

Race is not strong

Feminism is weak

This country is doomed to weakness.

You came to the end of your life in late autumn.

I welcome your kind smile in early winter.

Modern Poetry of Autumn Rain 6 Autumn Rain

It's raining in Mao Mao,

Gently telling the attachment to the sunny sun.

Gather the heat of summer,

Autumn spreads unconsciously.

Walking through the empty streets,

The fresh breeze relaxed people's mood.

Autumn rain,

Like frustrated love on the face, faint cold.

Occasionally there will be a few thunders.

Skimming the dazzling white light.

At this time, the raindrops change from small to large,

Urge people who are in a hurry.

Listening to raindrops flying around the umbrella,

Serenade a movement

The rain curtain shows the dark purple thoughts of the farmer's uncle.

The longing for a bumper harvest is floating in the wind.

The rain kept falling, splashing crystal cold water,

Hazy streets, lingering nights.

The sadness and melancholy of fallen leaves, coupled with people's shallow worries and faint sadness,

Immersed in the soil of autumn rain.

I open my arms,

I want to hold this drizzle in my heart.

Only to get wet,

Look at the autumn rain gently.

The lingering rain finally stopped,

Heaven and earth are so clear.

The faint chirping of autumn insects is dotted with sleepless nights.

Slowly transfer the breath of autumn to the boundless distance.

Modern Poetry of Autumn Rain 7 Autumn Rain

It suddenly got dark.

Clouds are also pressed very low.

I don't even have any foresight.

There may be a heavy rain.

The sky was clear in Wan Li just now.

White clouds are still dotted on the distant horizon.

It's too heavy now.

Maybe you are holding a parasol at this time.

Maybe you are bathing in the vast sea at this time.

Maybe you are walking in the forest now.

It is this sudden enthusiasm.

It suddenly caught you off guard.

Let everyone be caught off guard.

The sudden thunder woke you up from the silence.

People's hopes look forward to rational dreams

It was broken at one time.

Be crushed

The sunny heart becomes trembling again.

The beautiful scenery in front of us comes with water vapor.

Become more blurred

This is rain.

It was just a heavy rain.

The wind brings rain.

Rain and hail are superimposed.

Strong winds are a curse.

Rainstorm is a good man's tear.

This rain may be your destiny.

You always pursue it with joy.

You always yearn for it affectionately.

You are always on the road in a hurry.

Is it urgent to observe the weather changes?

There is no time to think about the temper of the sky.

There are angry days.

No longer warm for a short time.

A gloomy face

Lost the existing beauty.

Rain is rain.

Just as you are you.

Just like your destiny.

Although sometimes you don't want to believe it

Although sometimes you don't want to admit it

Your destiny

Actually, most of them are

Be ready to deal with sudden storms.

Modern Poetry of Autumn Rain 8. Dream of autumn rain

Rain, from late summer to early autumn

Autumn rain, with coolness.

Tap on the window as if to

Wake up the dream in the pane, no longer lonely.

Dreams play back in the melody of raindrops.

The past of life, those happy and unhappy.

Lonely eyes, silent in dreams.

Only the mind lingers in the dream, happy and sad.

Tick tock, pour it out

Little by little, gradually

Fall in the mileage of dreams and walk with them.

Gather and disperse worries, rejoice in gains and losses, and walk quietly beside dreams.

Indifferent mood, serenity in dreams.

Listen to the music of the rain and put it down gently.

The memory that lingers between your fingers will be the honor and disgrace of the past.

Shelved outside the dream, the heart is open to the touch of time.

The rain is singing and dancing in the dream, free and easy.

Even if the dream is looking back, I can't stand the world of mortals in the past.

The charm of rain has already cooled the melancholy of dreams.

The reflection, with the rain, became an autumn poem.

I dreamed of my heart and remembered the past.

If time can be repeated, life can be reborn.

I would rather have nothing to do with fame and fortune and have been to the natural freedom of ordinary people.

Give all the abilities in your life to the world silently.

Rain constantly soothes the soul of the dream and makes it cheerful.

A calm appearance is actually life.

Not only for myself, but also for others.

What he means is to make others better and future generations stronger.

Dreams are connected with the past and touch the dawn in time.

Maple red and red, drunk cheeks.

A rain, a fate, a dream, a love.

In early autumn, I carved a rain dream.