A modern poem about lights: lights at night
Its dark yellow halo is lonely.
For years.
Only it remains the same.
try one's best
Light up the world
At night.
Light of Modern Poetry II: Light of the Soul Author: Sun Canzhen
I want to be Nightcrawler.
In order to see the dawn
Walk silently in the dark
I want to be an explorer.
For a beautiful surprise
Rush to catch up with time
I want to be a hiker.
In order to reach the destination
Travel alone.
The lamp of the soul is far away.
The lamp of the mind is not lit.
Nightcrawler will feel lonely.
The seeker will be lost.
The hiker became weak.
This lamp is sleeping.
Sleep too much
sleep in peace
Lost heart
Lonely * confused * melancholy
I'm going to light her.
She will radiate her inner light.
Light the way for me.
She is a bright lamp.
Brilliance in the dark
With her, I want to continue the light.
With her, I will take my time on the road.
Tread across the river
Climb a mountain.
I'm holding this lamp.
Towards the dawn not far away
Pursue the surprises around you
Arrive at the destination!
Poems on Modern Lights III: Poems on Lights 1.
The light in my heart
The distant mountain in my heart
The river in my heart
Those eyes are hidden in the folds of the cold wind outside the window.
Those dribs and drabs of tenderness have flowed away.
Distant mountain, your secret ups and downs have come day and night.
A lamp, in the depths of darkness, puzzled me.
I am homeless and have no regrets.
2.
At the end of the beautiful and lonely north
Locals graze the snow with vodka in their eyes.
The body is oak and the body temperature is cherry blossoms.
At the end of the beautiful and lonely north
I am snowflake, obeying the local people's grazing.
As night falls, the stars on the pasture light up.
Stars and lights are Snow White's lovers.
Embedded in its cold soul
My heart aches. I wander around the world.
Three poets on the rock talked about human misfortune all night.
Three poets on the rock
With the dawn, become the torch of the north.
Rhetoric has nothing to do with me from now on.
3.
On the porch where the stars pass day and night
The torch shines on the lonely figure in autumn.
When you experience darkness, please keep silent.
Not moving, not saying a word.
When you experience pain, please keep silent.
Think about the lonely autumn around you
Autumn must be a beauty.
Who will lift her black veil?
4.
My crying happened at the break of the language track.
This is a terrible disaster, paying off debts with spring.
Only my lamp blooms gracefully in pain.
Flowers bloom at night and its beauty is beautiful.
My burning soul supports the pain day and night.
Gods can't forgive, and demons can't frame them.
I hope to die in the most beautiful light in the world.