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Modern poetry

In study, work or life, everyone must be familiar with all kinds of poems. Poetry is a literary form that expresses the poet's thoughts and feelings. What poems have you read? The following is what I arranged for you. One day I will become a modern poem, for reference only. Welcome to reading.

Modern Poetry 1 1 "I will become a tree one day"

One day, I will become a tree:

My hair turned into leaves; Two legs became roots;

Two arms and fingers turned into branches; Ten toes became roots,

Stretch in the soil and absorb nutrients and water.

One day, I will become a tree.

I may have some very fragrant white flowers,

Bear a few red fruits, which will prolong life.

But I don't breed, I don't breed, I'm an exception.

I may grow taller, taller than I am now, almost like an ordinary tree.

Not a dwarf tree, nor a towering old tree.

I will never be transplanted to Eden,

Because I am a tree that God doesn't like.

2 "Facing the sea, spring blossoms"

lake

From tomorrow on, I want to be a happy person;

Comb hair, chop wood and travel around the world.

From tomorrow on, I will care about food and vegetables.

Living in a house facing the sea, spring is blooming.

From tomorrow on, write to everyone I love.

Tell them my happiness,

What did the lightning of happiness tell me,

I will distribute it to each of them.

Give every river and mountain a warm name.

Stranger, I will also wish you happiness.

I wish you a bright future!

May you lovers get married!

May you enjoy happiness in this world!

I only want to face the sea and spring blossoms.

3 Tian Wen

Yu Guangzhong

The brilliance on the water

One by one. Why?

Even at dusk?

Lights on the ground

One by one. Why?

Everything went into the night.

Stars in the sky

One by one. Why?

It's early in the morning. So what?

Our lives.

Day after day, why?

What about eternity?

When I left, ah

What took me away?

How's the weather?

Is it twilight? Faint?

Is it dark?

Is it dawn? I am upset

Modern Poetry 2 1 Father's Love

Father's love is a clean stream.

A trickle in a stream.

Always when I need to quench my thirst.

Slip quietly through my dry heart

Father's love is a pot of old wine.

Bit by bit has been brewing for a long time.

Always when I feel uncomfortable.

Gently moisten my bitter throat

Fatherly love is a silk that keeps cutting.

Every thread is tightly woven.

Always when I feel vulnerable

Tie my helpless hands firmly

Father's love is a hot iron.

Move back and forth again and again

Always when I'm sad

Smooth the ups and downs in my heart

Fatherly love is a bright star.

There is a selfless caring heart there.

The warmth released by this caring heart

It is the greatest wealth in my life.

2 "wind"

Wind, squeeze into the window

Blow the paper off your pen.

Watch me bend down and pick it up.

Shake my desk again

Oh, I see.

The inspector I sent is back.

There is a new report about the wind.

Let me stop thinking.

I sat at my desk with a smile.

Put it close to your ear.

While taking care of my hair

While telling me

Although, every moment

There is an uninterrupted notice.

There are endless entanglements.

There are endless thoughts.

But it's still hard to quench your thirst.

It is still very difficult to satisfy hunger.

So he entrusted Feng.

Shuttle back and forth between us

Endless words

Tear into a wisp

And weave it into a network.

Installed on her computer

Make her link

There is only one goal.

Put infinite love

Gather into clouds

Dye it rose.

Make it soft and gorgeous

Decorate her dreams

Warm her love song

The wind said, your original intention

I have achieved accuracy one by one.

Her smile.

I have done holographic photography.

Look, I also brought back a maple leaf.

This is the tea stationery she gave you.

I dare not peek at the contents of the letter.

Taste it carefully for yourself.

The wind has gone.

I burn incense and wash my hands.

Twist this maple leaf

It's like touching her heart

Open eagerly

Look what she wrote.

3 "story"

Who has so many stories hidden in his heart?

It's over, it's started, it's started, it's continued.

One performance is not enough.

Do it again.

Charming sigh

love

It is always the season of colorful leaves.

Regardless of the fullness and maturity around you.

fruit

You turned and smiled at me.

I am as happy as a child.

Run over and shake your hand.

It was cut off.

Surprise is a dream.

When I gently put the book under the pillow

Ever fantasized

You will hear the lyrics singing in your sleep.

They called my name softly.

Let me use a weak pen.

Take them to the fresh sunshine to breathe.

Smile foolishly

Just like when you first met me.

Those clean and bright smells

Dilute the bright and elegant sadness

Draw a vague trace, a vague sketch

What am I hiding?

I don't know

It may be a story or a negative film.

Maybe it's just a smell.

A feeling

Give me an opening remark.

I can also perform a story.

It better be really just a story.

Crying sincerely is in other people's stories.

weep

No one knows if my heart is broken.

Nobody!

Pretend to be calm

Waiting for the end of the story.

It is not necessarily love that is late.

There are other sentences that can send you to hell.

Reincarnated

Don't forget when drinking Meng Po Tang.

Leave a little saliva on the edge of the bowl.

That will be my afterlife.

Look for the only clue you can rely on.

4 "Fireworks"

Fireworks are gorgeous,

Instantly dissipated,

Awaken by beauty,

I was silent,

Away from you playing with fire,

Dare not approach your warmth,

A cold corner,

I feel safe,

Your passionate world is full,

Arouse my impulsive desire,

I started to get close to the bonfire,

Side by side with you,

Dancing with you,

I was lost in the heat,

Let my body touch the flame,

I will accompany you through thick and thin,

When you pushed me in the middle,

Satisfy your passion,

I broke out immediately,

Light up the whole sky in your field of vision,

I smile at your satisfied face,

Instantly dark,

Drift into the smoke,

My body is still at your feet,

Try to control your figure,

You continue your dance steps,

Looking for the appearance of prey,

I only exist for you,

Perfect moment,

Your face is full of joy,

Forget the time when I existed,

You have your destination,

I'm like dust,

Wandering and cape,

The pain is just around the corner.

I am a fireworks, brilliant for you,

No matter far or near, you are a passer-by.

I watched who you slept with in the air,

You're on earth,

Looking at the kitchen smoke coming out of nowhere,

You forgot the fireworks,

Without attachment,

It's just a dance,

Leave me a piece of acacia.

Modern Poetry 3 1 Holiday

Let's go. Nobody needs to wait. The sun was polished.

Windows are bound to sweep away complicated roads.

Finally, the last leaf can't keep the treetops.

Grave diggers dug up their old roots.

Let's start where the tree can't see us.

Hide your fruit.

For no reason, you show your sadness like a stone.

Every direction points to the rain, your heart

Waiting for feathers to fall, except birds.

And a flock of winged beasts.

Bats chasing the sunset are dark dancers.

Their ancient holiness leads you.

Some villages you walked through became cities.

Some were destroyed in a lonely paradise.

Everyone who knew you is dead.

In the house you are familiar with, no door is open to you.

There is no need to look back this holiday.

You will have no love or hate for life.

On the night when half the moon was cut open.

Your eyes are clear with tears, which is the shadow of the wind.

2 "tears"

Yesterday's tears

In today's calendar

Gradually turn yellow

Show the story of the years

yesterday

What keeps us warm in love?

In the painful tears of losing freedom

Divide heaven and earth

today

In this season

We are full of pride.

Let this season of deep appreciation

Let the training of time

Prove everything

We grow beauty.

This harvest season

Looking up at the autumn wind and clouds

Bow down to the color of the earth

The beginning of the story

in a flash

Turn slowly

once

Shyness of love

today

She can release as much as she wants.

Everything is broken.

Let her start over.

Modern Poetry 4 1 Wandering

deeply

Move your feet in the air

Someone lit the heart lamp on the crowded road.

The figure of Purdue on the road in the dark

There are also people

Turn the bottomless abyss

with knitted brows

"The heart is there, and the dream is there."

Stroll the streets in the wind

A song, echoing in the sky.

Drift into my heart

The horizon in the distance

Lush grass

The fragrance of lotus leans against the dawn of winter.

Come on, firecracker heart

Through the darkness and vastness of deep winter

Put a beam of light.

Projected into my heart

hesitate no more

Take advantage of dusk

I gave my heart to the hanging ice.

ponder

Turn around suddenly

Have you seen it?

A woman with rosy cheeks.

Wear dew

Wandering in poetry

Long rhyme short sentence

2 "Meeting"

This is how you and I met,

Simple as usual.

Without other people's introduction,

Didn't meet each other.

Right in the square,

Greetings after a hurry.

With a lingering attachment,

Vaguely,

I told you from the bottom of my heart,

I love you.

This is the simplest text,

What remains in your heart and mine is,

You can't even wash it off,

Promise.

I was standing,

At the far end,

Looking at the distance,

you

Only with a loving heart,

Passing by,

Our favorite band.

Feel the frequency of missing.

Looking at the one closest to the blue sky,

Duoyun

Match the written information,

A fiery heart-

May she go away.

A girl riding a horse with a whip,

Running together,

So far away,

Sheep.

Put my love,

Until the end of the day.

With you

My beloved riding girl,

Meet.

Next year-

You're at the other end,

Will be full of love,

The girl riding a horse,

And sheep.

Floating to me again—

This end of the heart.

In my ear,

Tell me gently,

You are the only person in my life,

The most beautiful meeting.

3 "dream"

A seed

When it grows on land, it blooms.

a pen

It becomes a towering tree on paper.

A ticket

Point to the distance and you will arrive at your hometown.

It rains elsewhere.

Clear away troubled emotions

Accompanied by fallen leaves

Fell to the ground, covered with dust.

The night masked the color of the flowers.

But it can't hide the fragrance and taste of flowers.

With your heart, you can taste a gentle smile.

His face was flushed and intoxicating like wine.

There will always be crying.

It was a quiet night, banging on the window.

Gentle and affectionate

Go to your bed.

What kind of night is this?

What kind of morning will it bring

How many clouds are there?

There are many galloping horses.

A monkey is on my shoulder.

Where you started.

4 "Out of the Window"

I rode a white horse and walked in the clouds.

In an instant, I returned to my hometown.

Outside your window

You have fallen asleep at the window.

I think I heard it.

The sound of your breath

Go back to the time when you sang loudly.

The voice is loud and hoarse

The hoarseness is due to the long interval.

In your heart, your loud voice has changed to hoarseness.

Bai Yutang is still in full bloom outside the window.

Absorb the aura of heaven and earth

I wandered outside the window.

I don't know whether to leave or not.

Or walk alone in the same place

The rose outside the window looked at me silently.

I wonder if it disturbed her quiet time.

Or pity me?

Wandering outside the window every night

But I didn't see the day when I pushed the door in.

That's because the door in my heart has been closed

It's not easy to stay inside.

How about this rose-blooming night?

Revisit the old place under the window

Roses are still so delicate and charming.

I'm not young anymore.

Nothing has changed outside the window.

It's just that time has changed you and me

Bai Yutang outside the window told me.

Everything about you recently

The moon shines into the window in a friendly way.

Let me see everything inside.

But your appearance is so vague.

Bug is playing a beautiful serenade.

Make my heart happy.

I seem to hear your breathing again.

sleep in peace

And I can only stand outside your window.

Watching you quietly

For a long time, I rode a white horse back to the clouds.

The beauty of the past has been replaced by clouds.

There is only Bai Yutang outside the window.

Or silently guard your window for me?