Modern poetry about the starry sky

Modern poems about the starry sky are as follows:

1. Flying in the Night Sky by Ted Kooser.

Above us are the stars. Below, are the constellations.

Five billion miles away, a galaxy died,

like a snowflake falling on water. Below us,

a certain farmer, feeling the coldness of distant death,

turned on the yard light with a snap and turned his shed House and barn

Pull yourself back into the world you can take care of.

Throughout the night, the city looked like a shimmering new star.

Drag the bright street, the light shines lonely like a farmer's light.

2. Star Sodergrand.

When night falls.

I stood on the steps and listened;

The stars swarmed in the garden.

And I stood in the dark.

Listen, a star falls to the ground!

Don't walk barefoot on this grass,

My garden is full of star fragments.

Expansion:

1. "Star Variations" - Modern - Jianghe.

If every corner of the earth is full of light, who needs the stars? Who will still stare at the night, looking for distant comfort? Who doesn’t want to? Every day is a poem, every word It's a star, trembling like a bee in the heart. Who wouldn't want to have a soft night, as soft as a lake, with fireflies and stars swimming among the water lilies.

2. "Burial of the Stars" - Modern - Yu Guangzhong.

The light blue night overflows into the window, the summer cup is too full, the small palace lantern of fireflies is dreaming, dreaming of the Tang Palace, dreaming of the chasing Qingluo small fan

Dream of another summer night, the funeral of a star, the extension and disappearance of a flash of light, your exclamation of my recall, and a moment of stunned silence.

3. "Street Market in the Sky" - Modern Times - Guo Moruo.

The street lights in the distance were bright, as if countless stars were shining. The stars in the sky appeared, as if countless street lamps were lit.

I think there must be a beautiful market in the misty sky. Some of the items displayed in the market must be rare and rare in the world.

Look, the shallow Milky Way is definitely not very wide. The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl across the river will definitely be able to ride back and forth on their oxen. I think they must be wandering around Tianjie at this moment. If you don’t believe it, look at that shooting star. They are walking with lanterns.