Modern Poetry in Summer 1 That Summer
That summer,
Distant and nostalgic,
Unforgettable,
A creaking cicada,
Filled with forests,
There is a shady place in the forest.
That summer,
You belong to a visitor from the south,
I was born and raised in the country,
Young you and me,
Before these steps are encountered,
Smile at each other.
That summer,
The rain in summer is surprisingly scarce,
A kind of missing,
But on many special days,
Day and night come,
Come and not go.
That summer,
Memories do not fade,
Stories don't go out of date,
That summer,
Time will remember,
One person once fell in love with another.
Summer of Modern Poetry 2 "Summer"
Force yourself to do things in summer.
It's too hot.
Don't let go.
The bark is sweating.
Dragonflies are naked, too
Fly out of the flowers
flu
This season should not happen.
However, some people have been caught by the department.
Shut yourself in a stuffy room.
be sitting the month
Summer Modern Poetry 3 "Summer Overture"
Many days, I am still me.
In this way, one person cries and one person laughs.
Many days, I am still me.
In this way, a person walks alone and hesitates.
I really want to have a warm home.
The wind there is very soft.
The wind there is still a little sweet.
This summer
I am like a lily in full bloom in a deep valley.
My loneliness is as deep as this fragrance.
Snow-white is a bit desolate.
The sunshine is far away from me, enjoying it alone in the abandoned corner.
Counting the stars falling in the sky
Is this a children's game?
My tears are no longer the messengers of sadness.
In my empty heart is my best playmate.
Hehe, I'm laughing.
Hehe, I'm really laughing.
I don't know how long it will take.
I forgot to cry when I was unhappy.
This summer
I smiled.
Summer Modern Poetry 4 "Summer in Oil Depot"
The mountains in the distance are rippling with blue waves.
The trees in the reservoir area cast a shadow.
Cicada in the forest is singing in a low voice.
The stream in the mountain stream flows slowly.
This quiet path extends into the distance.
There is a red room deep in the shade.
The towering metal cans gleamed with silver.
The fish wandered in the clear fire well.
The fragrance of flowers wafted from a distance.
The fresh air is humid and cool.
Summer in oil depot
It is so harmonious and quiet.
Summer oil depot
This is a charming gallery.
People here
Hard-working, simple and kind
In this romantic summer
Rush to work
They are all like music masters.
Play the most beautiful music
New songs of laborers
Singing passionately here
Oil depot ship
A new voyage.
Summer Modern Poetry 5 "Summer is here"
Put away your naivety and judgment.
Under the blue sky
A stinging sun
I can say.
It's summer now.
It's cold again at night.
Liangshan zailiang
And the burning thoughts in my heart
I have put out my hesitation.
Spring is just an imagination.
When I looked up from the cold,
I know
It was summer.
Because summer has the color of summer.
There is a summer moon in summer.
And the thunder in summer
This is a resounding wish.
Summer Modern Poetry 6 "That Summer"
It must be that cicada who can't stand loneliness that woke you up.
You pass by in summer.
Come to me.
Come into my world
The sky is always pale, white clouds and blue sky.
As if you can see through it at a glance
overnight
It hollows out a person's sadness.
That humble whisper
Can't hide a person's inner passion and trauma.
For an instant, it's like the plants growing wildly in midsummer.
Blue blood is surging in the limbs.
I am getting as tall as an oak tree.
Extend the branches and leaves to the blue sky and touch the clouds.
You snuggle up gently
I haven't had time to say anything.
I will embrace the whole world.