A modern poem about snowflakes 1 Snowflakes.
You are a gentle snowflake
Melt in your hands
How can I not care?
The cold wind chased the flying sand.
The residual leaves fell helplessly in the low-lying place.
Groaning, I don't know where it was blown.
It may go far away.
It will turn green again next spring.
Back to the philosophy of sunshine.
Come back quickly. I will wait for you here.
Because I have embedded your smile in my memory.
I just want to convey my thoughts to you.
Looking forward to four years of care is also a kind of sweetness.
I want to hold hands and watch the wicker swaying.
Look up at the stars and whisper to the moon.
Tell the moon silently
Wait until you are a miracle of love.
You awakened my poetry.
You irrigated the land of the soul.
I always think of you.
Looking forward to the cold plum blooming in the snow.
Compared with snow.
Flying snow takes away your loneliness.
Although time has changed our appearance.
Our hearts remain the same.
It's time to melt snow.
When she was asleep.
He walked in a small town with melting snow.
miss the old days
Constellation and in
In front of a river where ice blocks collide.
silently
Call her name
At night in the south.
Everything is as quiet as usual.
Except for a few tired petals
Because of the wind
Fall in front of her window
Snow's poem
Did those snow-white elves fall in the winter snow?
I looked at the footprints deeply imprinted on the ground,
Is that dream catcher dancing here so early?
Hanging on the treetops is still so crystal clear,
And some naughty feathers dancing around,
The whole world seems to be quiet,
Occasionally, it is also my own footsteps.
Holding snow white,
To survive the whole winter,
Keep it in your heart and stay in it forever.
Pull out your messy heart,
Put it in a pure white,
Maybe you will get a happiness and peace.
Snowy night
Standing under the northern sky
Tonight, waiting for your hexagonal beauty.
Wash away my fiery life
The lines of the rails are always so hard.
Signal lights and running steel
String together a season of misty flowers.
The whistle rolled up the north wind.
Carve my footprints one by one.
Deep and shallow wind chimes
Listen to the sound of metal.
Beating season
kalte herz, das
Snow in Huizhou
This winter is still dry and cold.
There is no snow.
The west wind tore a hole in the corner.
Inverted cotton sleeve
Distance is gradually eroded by night.
Locked in the bright moon
Have no distractions.
Wandering star
Silent as a ghost
Stick to your ankles when traveling.
Mother bent down.
Tears crumpled the gray time.
I cried and couldn't find my way home.
The other side of time
Mottled white brick house
Wave to me from a distance
The road is not ahead.
Absent-minded
The swaying bamboo tips on the roof
Break the silence tonight
It is snowing heavily in Huizhou
Snowflakes dancing
Snowflakes dancing
A few fell on the waist of the tree.
Listen to two swallows falling behind.
Whispering and hugging in the branches
Snowflakes dancing
Several flowers floated to the ancient temple on the mountain.
There are monks and lay people.
Chattering
Snowflakes dancing
There are several wandering wilderness corners.
Sew double quilts on rocks and weeds.
Give chrysanthemum an eyebrow.
Snowflakes dancing
Several of them went with each other and rocked south by boat.
Shepherd, farmer, what a pity.
Find a home for the cat in winter.
Snowflakes dancing
A few fell on the tips of mom's hair.
White roofs, fences and bridges
A wrinkled smile
Snowflakes dancing
Thousands of flowers are still in the air.
Two rows of red vines are moving towards
Run in the direction of the sun
It's snowing.
It's snowing.
It's white everywhere.
Stand in front of the window
Look at the flying snowflakes.
Quiet and soothing
The wind can't bear to disturb.
Leave it alone.
Quietly
open the window
Hold out your hand gently
Snowflakes fall on your hands
have one's wits about one
Infiltrate into the heart
A burst of comfort
Cece is attached to it.
Arouse childhood memories
Snowball snowball fight snowman
also
Birds chirp for food.
A companion playing in the snow.
relentless
Accompanied by snowflakes
Melt slowly in your hands
Silent moisturizing
This is not just
Tears of snow
Love the snow
Bold fashion
This is the freedom I pursue.
Beautiful dance.
It's the beauty I expect.
Love is your whiteness.
White is your innocence.
Innocence is your smiling face forever.
Smiling face is my precious certificate.
When a gust of wind blows in the face
Love that can see time.
Eternity in an instant
The beauty of walking in the fog
Like a pair of amber wings
Shake a dream
Swaying in the morning light of the Ming Dynasty
The morning light stirs your hair.
A pair of lovers' eyes.
This is a heavenly voice trembling.
It's a flute in fairyland.
A plot that extends everything
Virgin skin,
Reflect your sad mood
Snow in Beijing
It's a taut string that pops up and flies, inadvertently.
A little, a petal, a cluster.
It snows in Beijing. arduously
The pallor flying all over the sky,
Can't fill this unfathomable sky
I am uneasy and open my arms hard. think
Embrace this sacred soul.
It snows in Beijing. hesitate
Hanging high in the treetops, inexplicably sad,
Exclusive, forgotten peace here
Out of wishful thinking, I shook my palm hard,
Even a little, a drop, is already cold.
It snows in Beijing. urge
When it fell, it left a trail of desire,
It's so dark. It's so dark.
Can't give up, a thousand-year-old unsolved wish,
I did not hesitate to wipe the ice front of Henggu on my face.
Snowfall and cold wave appear in Beijing
It can't be like the rain in the south,
After the rain, a rainbow appeared.
A modern poem describing snowflakes 2 "Miss Snowy Days"
The gesture of silence remains unchanged.
There is a sound of snow.
A faint touch on his forehead
Slightly cool.
The sadness and happiness without a trace
Transparency gradually turns white.
Warmth can change all kinds of faces.
commemorate
You can laugh.
You can cry.
You can also fly.
Missing is a bird with wings
I walked far in my dream.
Just to find a figure
I'm tired of walking in nostalgic time.
Makes me sad
But the days are new.
strange
I don't know where it came from.
A modern poem describing snowflakes 3 "Snowflakes are flying, I pray for spring"
Qiushi garden
The falling snow falls before my eyes;
The sky is white, covering the whole world.
You're telling a sad story,
Li Sao in autumn and romance in winter.
The rustling wind,
Diffuse at the fingertips of the strings,
Vocal music flows at the fingertips of the strings,
Ups and downs, changes
The strings are quietly tied to my writing paper,
Play the charm of winter, bleak and biting majesty?
Send a message that spring is coming and the wind is blowing gently.
Bright spring is in my heart.
Ruthless years are quietly changing,
Vicissitudes have destroyed the appearance of middle age,
I cry for spring in the cold wind.
Since then, my heart is no longer confused.
With the music you play,
The surge of emotion,
My soul is with your melody.
The waves are rippling.
My eyes are shining.
The light of hope,
I'm in the snow,
Looking forward to the charming spring.
Since then, day and night,
Try to smile in time,
I'm waiting, year after year,
Time stepped on my shoulder.
Let the seasons change relentlessly.
The flowers in spring are still in full bloom,
Will my soul and shadow return to spring?
Let the soul pray in the cold wind,
Pray that I will meet spring again,
Spring with my burning heart.