A red poem of hope

No matter in study, work or life, everyone has been exposed to some classic poems to some extent. Poetry has the characteristics of harmonious phonology, distinct rhythm and catchy mouth. Do you know what kind of poetry is classic? The following is my poem about red hope. Welcome to read it.

A piece of autumn frost.

Maple leaves are all over the south of the Yangtze River.

Gently stroke May's forehead.

Burning autumn sadness

A charming fox.

Gently step on the land of heartache.

The palm of a red maple.

Romance soaked in blood.

The lost fox

Where is the way home?

The source of the road

Under the burning pomegranate tree

Once buried vows

Brilliant, brilliant

Pending reconsideration.

Be careful again

Seven words on the branch.

These years are depression.

Endless on the hillside in the distance.

Dark grass

A faint earthy smell

Charming fox

Blurred eyes

Ripple on Lake Biboxian.

Bitter and lingering

Begging for betrayal

Birds flying in the air

The barren green lake snow

A leaf flies over the boat.

Flying fish jumped angrily.

Break through the current

be as happy as a lark

Splash the baptism of life

Hope is singing.

ten months' pregnancy

Give birth to immortal choices

I'm not ready.

Hands are full of morning glow.

Get wan.

It's the bright red of pomegranate.

This is the red of maple.

It is the splendor of sunrise and Dongshan Mountain.

This is the cry of life.

Red hope has arrived. ...