I have a long-lost feeling of gratitude. For a long time, I have been carrying a heavy burden with a longing for possession. The following is a modern poem about writing gratitude that I have compiled for you. Welcome to read it. Modern poem 1: Thanksgiving moonlit night
Night,
Quiet as water,
The moon is telling an ancient miss.
The stupid action of the stars,
led me into another world and listened to them tell everything.
I was at a loss, and I understood the true meaning of life.
enrichment and contentment!
Breeze,
passing by,
blowing my heart lake to open layers of ripples.
The leaves are swaying,
A beautiful agreement fades in an instant,
I am passing through the world of mortals,
I am grateful in my last life,
I am grateful for everything!
Time,
rang the bell of leaving,
I tried to turn back the clockwork of time,
The sun rose and set in the west,
but it swayed like an autumn wind in Wu Ye,
it could not be stopped,
The flowing time was wiped out in the future.
Thank you,
The sunshine is still so beautiful,
The rainbow is still gorgeous and hard to change,
The night makes me cherish the hope of tomorrow,
The storm makes me realize the beauty of having sunshine.
In this lifetime,
I can only thank you! Thank you for everything you have! Modern Poetry 2: A Life of Gratitude
People who can live a life of gratitude
must have many stories
Just like rainbows after a storm
Rainbows are beautiful
So people tend to thank God naked. Modern Poetry 3: Gratitude
Gratitude is the footsteps of the wind
Wherever they go, they will ring the wind chimes in their hearts
. A
dream string that touches your heart
Gratitude is a connection between two worlds
Even if you are facing a high mountain
No matter how difficult it is in front of you, you can still see people forever. Smiling face
Gratitude is a flame in neon all over the sky
It's not a drizzle, wet clothes, but it's full of cold. Our hearts bring warmth again and again
sunlight shines through the cracks in the trees
like a bright sword
to cut off all the dirt
like gratitude sprinkling warmth on the world. Modern Poetry 4: Gratitude
There is an ability
It is called gratitude
Remembering the person who gave you warmth
and then rewarding it with youth
Never getting old in spring
. It is the sound of flowers
gratitude
that makes us approachable
touching
making us happy
I will meet my favorite modern poem
Gratitude
the lightness of falling leaves in the snow dance
slipping into a song on the branches of love
stepping home with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
Fill your bags carefully
You can understand the depth of your father's eyes
The skylight * * * Clouds, shadows, moons, and breezes
Sing a song of mountain water
Rain, grass, and lush maple swallows
Flowers bloom and flowers fall, clouds roll, clouds roll, clouds are smooth
Love that has danced above the flame
Shines on the top of the pyramid of life
Although the butterfly dance intoxicated the birds
The stream turns around a thousand times
It is meaningful to follow the sea
. The same vastness and remoteness
The wind is light and the clouds are light, which determines the eternal beauty of the world of mortals. Modern Poetry 6: Grateful Heart
Sitting on the beach
Enjoying the sea breeze
There is no fisherman sitting alone in a boat in the distance
Nor are there children's sweet blushing faces in the moonlight
So peaceful.
I hold my head high and raise my face
Listen attentively to the sound of the sea spray
So neat
So crisp
The moonlight and the sea reflect a happy compliment.
Grateful heart
Thank God for giving me the negative film of my soul
Thank my parents for giving me the leap of life
Thank people who have never met before for purifying my mind
Thank the sea for giving me a happy baptism.
I think
the margin of gratitude is very large
as long as you are willing to
the margin of gratitude is very wide
as long as you are willing to.
Whispering wind
Lonely rain
Accompany me to knock on the earth
Listen carefully to Xiao Sheng
sing for life to protect Aiya! Modern Poetry 7: Gratitude
Life is like a journey
Long and short
Far and near
Being in the long river of history
In the same era
Whenever
No matter who
Remember to be grateful
Those who love me are fire
Those who praise me are light
. It's ice
I melt it with enthusiasm
It's frost
I won't sink into it
Slander me is sludge
Remind me to be cautious
Pit me is virus
It's more wonderful after the haze
Change a way of living
Change a way of thinking
Throw away all resentment
. A drop of dew drops on the ground under the dry heart
an inch of land, and spring sprouted
It found that it was an angel's tear
Let the new bud break through the soil and grow high into the sky
Since then, the mind has the orientation of a flowering tree
A ray of sunshine sprinkled on the bud under the dense leaf layer in the wet forest has the original intention of blooming
It believes that it is the guidance of God's hand. The flower fragrance of ten miles is the warmth it gave back to the sunshine for a moment.
The gratitude of love is in the quicksand of time.
Even though the washing is tumbling, the initial residual temperature remains forever.
Although the philosophy is wise,
The gratitude of love is wiser than her.
Although the power is strong,
The gratitude of love is greater than him.
Gratitude is snowflakes flying into our hands.