Modern poems describing stars

Modern poetry can often be seen in our Chinese textbooks. What modern poems do you remember? Welcome to read modern poems about stars.

Modern poems describing stars 1 star

Hide during the day, expose at night, and hang pearls in the sky.

Silver jade floats in the river, chasing sorrow with a little glow.

I was fascinated by the Seven Doors, but when I forgot, I looked up at Samsung.

Changhong was reduced to ashes, and a piece of Chen Dan shone with the light of history.

Modern poetry describing stars.

Standing quietly in the distant sky,

Staring deeply at a small wooden door.

Memories of the past keep popping up,

Everything in the past seems to be in front of us.

Tears keep falling,

Become a meteor,

Leave a beautiful scar in the dark sky.

In this way, day after day, year after year.

For unforgettable memories,

For the promise that the seas run dry and the rocks crumble,

I would like to be a lonely star.

Waiting for you every night,

I miss you deeply every day,

Just want to see your fuzzy face.

That's it. I really haven't changed.

Modern poems describing stars: three stars.

star

We are Vivi.

We are growing.

Teachers are like the sunshine in spring.

No fire, no burning.

Bring us the nutrition we need for growth.

A pair of small hands holding pencils.

Gradually

Pick up a pen

Write a running script

We are Vivi.

We are growing.

Teachers are like a summer breeze.

It's not urgent or cold.

Teach us what we need to know in life.

A pair of eyes eager for knowledge

Slowly

Deep friendship

Thousands of feet deep.

Teachers are like rain and dew.

Let's stop being thirsty.

Looking at your smile, we

From sunflower in the green garden

To "everything breeds brilliance"

From "Xiao He only shows sharp corners"

To "reflect different colors of lotus"

if

Before dawn

Must go through a dark period.

So, teacher

You are the star in the sky.

a lighthouse

Guide us

Near dawn

Towards maturity

Move towards the future

Modern poems describing stars 4 stars

The wind gathered the last sunset that night.

You quietly spread Skynet.

Not a little.

You should make up for the time forgotten by the sun.

When the morning glow holds up the golden umbrella

You quietly retreat to the distance.

When the jade wheel hangs lanterns high.

You hide yourself shyly.

You pushed fatigue into your cloak.

Release the worries in your eyes

No matter spring, summer, autumn and winter

You always look at it sincerely.