Excerpts from beautiful modern poems

Excerpts from beautiful modern poems. If we see beautiful modern poetry sentences in our daily study and life, we might as well extract them and read them, because this can improve our literary expression ability to a greater extent. Below I will share with you beautiful excerpts of modern poems, and friends in need will quickly collect them.

Excerpts from beautiful modern poems 1 1. Walking through the fields of spring and the torrent of summer, it is a quiet and peaceful world to come to autumn. In autumn, although there is no fragrance of roses, there are elegant autumn chrysanthemums, but there are fruits without flowers. Autumn, without the passion of summer, has romantic warmth. There is no unrestrained spring, but there is the joy of harvest. The wind and leaves dance in autumn rhyme, and the branches are drunk with autumn fruit. Autumn is a cup of mellow wine, autumn is a magnificent poem and autumn is a touching song.

2. A person's life is a process of saving, saving hope in struggle; Store a seed when plowing; Stored the scenery when traveling; Happiness stored when smiling. Smart people are good at saving. In the long and short journey of life, they learn to save every flash moment, and then use them to make a cup of beautiful memories, emitting fragrance between the changes and alternation of the four seasons, and cherish their lives!

Spring has come, and I want to put my heart back in that distant place that haunts my heart. Let the soul grow the wings of Beida Goose, ride the breeze blowing colorful clouds, hold the wet south of the Yangtze River, sing the fishing songs of rippling morning boats, and return to the hometown after a long separation with the fragrance of filling the night window. I pushed aside the thawed soil, dug up the dream buried here, bathed her in bright sunshine, and expected her to slowly grow branches and bear the long-awaited fruit of true love.

4. Enjoy life and everyone is happy. Life is a trip on the mountain and on the water. Hold a little knowledge lightly, put away your troubles, collect happiness and move forward brightly and warmly. As long as your heart is warm, the distant road will be safe. Looking back, I hope the sun will always shine and life will be sunny everywhere.

5, drifting in the moonlight, time flies with the wind, quietly blooming in the rainy season, still beautiful; Heart, still quiet. The tenderness of the moon, the night knows; The heart is clear, and the rain understands; I understand your feelings. Life is not perfect. You and I used to float. Once upon a time, we yearned for a level of stability, regardless of wind and rain, guarding each other's journey. Vicissitudes are not nature, but experience; Happiness is not a state, but a feeling.

6, the hedges fall, the wine is exhausted, and there are many worries. The dim light reflected the ancient pavilion. Who do you want to sing with? Draw a pink face and stare at the cause and effect of the world; Weiyang song and dance, the cycle of origin and extinction. The dance sleeves are comfortable and light, just like loneliness in the courtyard. When the wind blows, who taps on my Chai Feimen, holds my hand and listens to my jokes?

7. After many years, I haven't dyed it. Time is a sacrifice. Red makeup is tired of the harp, harp music, and Ji Jiao is tired of dancing. In the long world of mortals, a shallow song describes the thinness, coldness and loneliness of half a life, as clear as water. Lonely glass, desolate city complex heart. The trace of passing away is deeply imprinted on the bone. Smoke flies, dancing with a touch of graceful shyness for half a life, and the flower sacrifice is beautiful. Encountered love robbery, gently unforgettable. Those broken times are used to pay homage to fleeting time, okay?

8. Fate is not passing by, but embracing each other. Stand on tiptoe and your hearts will get closer. Life is always imperfect, there are always bitter tears, there are always regrets for slipping, there are always deep grievances and there are always regrets. Life is also perfect, which always makes us laugh in tears, realize in regret, hide happiness in resentment and love in hatred.

9. The waves washed up on the beach layer by layer, and then slowly receded layer by layer. I play with you in the sea, the waves roll, the blue sea and the blue sky, feel the embrace of the sea and appreciate the warmth of the sea together. This boundless sea, like our endless' love', wraps us up.

10, lonely winter day, monotonous yellow everywhere. It's bleak everywhere, even the clear river in the past has lost its luster and is sleepy under the ice. There is a mother and a daughter. Mother is combing her daughter's hair in the warm sunshine. She brushed her hair gently. Gently and continuously braid. Her face was full of smiles, as if her love would never be put into her mouth. Flows to the corner of the eye and spins into a long one. Braided hair. The sun kissed the long hair, like scattered gold powder, shining with erratic brilliance. The daughter nestled in her mother's arms and kept saying something. She makes her mother laugh from time to time, and the warm family melts the cold in winter, making the winter scenery of Xiaosuo spin out the beauty of spring.

1 1. The sun finally stretched out its slender fingers and gently faded the soft yarn of Qingshan. Qingshan's solid muscular chest and tall and straight spine are exposed to people, calm and determined. Clouds surge away from its bosom from time to time and become the most beautiful language. Pines and cypresses that look dignified in the sun, a little deep red in the boundless sky, and mysterious kisses scattered on the peaks add another mystery to Qingshan.

12. The lush plants on the Yuan Ye let us not feel the chill of autumn at all, and the vitality is still surging in the fields and Shan Ye. The leaves of millet are dark green, and the long and big ears of millet bend the tall and straight backbone of yesterday; Sorghum is still so slim, and the beautiful red tassels show the charm of autumn; Through the forest belt of Yuan Ye, fairy tales of dark green and light yellow are woven, expressing richer life colors than spring and summer.

13, finally, heartache, heartbreak, heart turned to dust. The final choice, in the moonlight, was forgotten. Thousands of times, things are different; I want to say that I am still resting, and I am finally close at hand; After all these years, you and I have finally become strangers. Loving you is always the sadness of blooming flowers and falling flowers, and it is the sadness of a moth.

14, the world is so big that it is not easy to meet. If the heart is sunny, why worry about sadness? As long as people live in this world, they have a lot of troubles, pains or happiness, depending on your heart. Man is either a strong man who overcomes pain or a weak man who succumbs to pain. No matter how heavy the burden is, laughing and crying is also a choice. No matter how bad life is, if you live with a smile, it is victory.

15. Loneliness has nothing to do with noise. Crowds of people are playing the role of flowers outside, and there is no one to accompany you to say goodbye to the fleeting time. Loneliness and busyness are very different. The rolling world of mortals drowns the mood, which can reduce the last rush, and life is as pale as ever. When a person grows up, after he understands that the world is not made up of flowers and applause, it is precious to stick to his dreams.

16, life needs a lot of reverie besides a past and love. Life is not only composed of the past and love symbols, the past is the witness of life to all the past years; Because of simplicity, I deeply understand the lightness of life, as light as flying flowers, as light as sunset, as light as rain; Because of simplicity, we can feel the peace of mind, as quiet as the night sky, as quiet as a valley, as quiet as a stream.

17, eyes like water, but with a cold voice, seems to be able to see through everything, slender fingers, skin like coagulate fat, white with powder, seems to be able to screw out the water, a pair of lips, smiling, every move seems to be dancing, long hair hanging straight down the ankle, hair falling off, hair dancing with the wind, fragrant, slender waist, slender limbs, there are. A head of moss is raised, with a butterfly tassel, and the butterfly carved into pearls on its forehead overnight exudes a faint light. Emei brushed her face lightly, but she still couldn't hide her amazing face. The crystal necklace on the neck is more and more called a clavicle, and the white jade bracelet on the wrist is lined with snow skin. A pair of gold-plated shoes on my feet are adorned with precious stones, and my beautiful eyes flow, as if I lost my breath in the dark.

18, love fades into words, and slimming refers to acacia. If the hearts are similar, the ends of the earth depend on each other; If your heart is far away, you can't understand it when you meet all day. Fate is providence, relying on sincerity; Feelings need communication, and it is important to be honest. Everyone has tears, because they are strong and have to face hardships; Everyone has a wordless injury, and the pain has to be borne because of growth.

19, the melody of the music is rustling, and the human joys and sorrows; With a touch of vicissitudes, the sleeves are full of fragrance, and the secular feelings disappear without a trace. Dancing through your fingers, falling into a prosperous life and playing romantic sadness. A bright moon, carrying a wisp of breeze, passes through the Millennium dust. Lonely fingers slip through the sadness of the soul, and how much affection is left. How many laughs and tears fly, suddenly looking back, a melancholy dream. I have devoted my life to tenderness and poetry, but I have already lost you in the melancholy review.

20. Meet, get acquainted, part, and complain. In the so-called youth drama, some melodies, some stories and some feelings are slowly intertwined in a variegated background. Beautiful flower season, beautiful fleeting time, slowly gather together every treasured past, pour in ink, find a warm afternoon, and draw a picture of you and me smelling of wormwood in the wind with the faint sound of purple wind chimes.

Excerpts from beautiful modern poems 2 1. Suddenly, I looked up and saw two trees outside the window. The big fir tree still stands in the wind and rain Its trunk is so thick and its leaves are so dense. It doesn't look at the wind and rain at all, but still stands upright and struggles to reach the sky. Small, unknown small trees, although bent by the wind from time to time, sparse leaves are swaying and shrinking in the wind and rain; But I straightened up on my own, bent straight and struggled with the wind and rain.

2. Affection is not only the long-term concern of Meng Jiao's "the thread in the hands of a fond-hearted mother, making clothes for his wayward teenager", but also the deep sigh of Wang Wei's "being a stranger in a foreign land, thinking twice about his relatives every festive season". Su Shi's "wishing people a long time" is Xin Qiji's "favorite child scoundrel, lying in the stream and peeling off the lotus" family happiness. ...

3. Change a little every day. Although our little efforts have not changed obviously, the process of quantitative change is bound to usher in a qualitative leap.

4. Happiness is a fragrant wild flower, which exudes a faint fragrance and nourishes my thoughts; Happiness is a colorful picture that warms my heart; Happiness is a pair of pure wings flying to the wisdom warehouse, leading me to roam in the wisdom warehouse.

5. Tolerance is like water. Tolerance means forgiving others' mistakes, not complaining about others, not haggling over every ounce, and being kind and generous. Tolerance is like water, and encountering contradictions is often more effective than excessive retaliation. It is like a clear spring, slowly erasing each other's temporary hostility and making people calm and sober.

6. This road is getting better and better, and the birds are returning; We appreciate the green trees around your village and the pale blue of distant mountains; There is a water to protect the field around the green, and two mountains to send the green to the delicate and pretty. More importantly, there are me and my mother on this road. In the same car, mother and son are talking and laughing, which has already become a landscape.

7. Motherly love is a selfless feeling. Motherly love, like warm sunshine, falls in our hearts. Although silent, it makes the seedlings of life feel the warmth after the rain.

8. What is love? Different people, different things and different angles have different answers. Children say that love is the mother's arms, practical and warm; Young people say that love is the time when passion burns; Old people say that love is the hand that holds your hand and the partner that grows old together; The wind says that love is the new green blown by the breeze; Rain says that love is a silent beat that moistens things; The cloud says that love is the freedom and tolerance of the blue sky; Grass said that love is a brilliant return to the earth in the third spring; Time says that love is the eternity of good things in the world; I said, love is the eternal theme song of life!

9. People have to go through many things in their life. Among them, there are many examples of failure. Facing failure, different people have different attitudes. When some people hear that they have failed in doing something, they will be devastated and give up all day; On the other hand, others are different. In the face of failure, they will always actively look for the reasons for failure and start all over again.

10, in fact, growing up is just a delicious candy, and the fragrance of lips and teeth evokes our endless reverie. But if we don't control it, we won't taste the initial sweetness, and instead, we will have bouts of pain. Therefore, when I grow up, I must learn to solve my troubles and protect our "teeth". Only in this way can we taste more sweetness and happiness!