Appreciation of modern parting poems

People are cute not because they are beautiful, but because they are cute. Meeting and leaving the sea is not only the end of past happiness, but also the beginning of future happiness. I shared a modern parting poem with you. Let's have a look!

Parting modern poetry 1 will also leave.

Death will be another.

Forever apart

A feast of separation

The pain of parting

My heart is broken

However, in the inner helplessness.

Nowhere to relax, no one to listen.

After feeling depressed, think about it

Raise a glass to dispel the sorrow, and the sorrow will be stronger.

Draw your sword and swing wildly.

Worried that reason is more chaotic.

Drunk, remembering in obscurity

Yesterday, the pavilion left yesterday.

Hold hands and look at each other with tears.

Say goodbye to the present

Yin and Yang are separated but helpless.

In the past, the platform of thought is high, and I hate other days.

Alas, when you wake up, you get drunk.

What's the difference

Life and death, virtual reality, separation, also

have no choice but to

Modern parting poem 2 Meeting you at the end of summer.

Parting, with scars

Maybe it was just an accident.

However, I won't forget.

When the rain falls and the flowers bloom.

Wait until this life is a dream.

When the flowers are still in full bloom

So get out of here.

Let's stop missing each other.

Because it was just an accident.

turned to leave

No longer meet

Wave your hand.

see you again

I don't remember, in this life.

Separation is not a crime.

It doesn't need tears

It was just an accident.

Don't stay in this life.

Because we will never meet again.

Because the road is different from here.

Because I will never miss you in my life.

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Modern Poetry of Parting III. What should go must go after all.

If you keep it,

There is no grand reason.

Why is it always time to go?

But found

There is a lot to say.

There are many things to do.

At this moment.

It's stuck in my chest.

I can't throw up if I want to.

Sadness of parting

It's a burning cigarette butt.

The room is full of smoke.

Sobbing tears

Some words are hard to say.

Sadness of parting

It is the silence of the world.

I'm the only one left.

A kind of sadness that the heart is gnawed.

But I have to bear it alone

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Modern Poetry of Parting 4 Sunset, Road under Sunset

At the intersection, blow the red light.

Yeah, yeah.

It's a light in the hut.

Orchestral music is planted under acacia trees.

The wings of lovebirds are getting younger.

The paper fan woven by acacia trees blows the spring breeze.

Acacia Hua Meng Red.

That lamp, put it in the cabin.

White hair, Yi Deng dream.

The song of a bird dreaming in the forest

Dreams jingle in the clear spring.

The dream is in the open pupil.

Sunset, on the way under the sunset

I dyed everything golden.

Draw it in the unknown picture ahead.

Sunset, sunset is infinitely beautiful.

I can't be your tourist.

I can't sit in your arms and let go.

Because, I know, my paper dream

It hasn't been delivered to the branch of Taoli Orchard.

Sunset, the road under the sunset

Just let me take off the lantern in front of you.

Sprinkle your golden dream on the pen of acacia.

Modern Poetry of Parting 5 Dusk, Old Crutches

Hold up a silent boathouse

My aging sustains my old age.

Sitting on an old calendar

I reached out and touched the crutch that accompanied me alone.

It listens to me honestly.

There are only two footprints on my foot.

One is in the mud, turning flowers into fruits.

A profound visit is before me.

I only have two in my pocket.

A new soul

I was lost in thought and pain.

At dusk, my two footprints and pockets

I closed my hands and began to count the stars in the sky.

All the numbers, all the space.

Silence, loneliness

I seem to be walking towards the growing tree.

The leaves are covered with golden words of sunshine.

In that text, quietly telling

When I look back,

A word of agarwood is the direction of a thousand-year-old soul.