Xue Lian's modern poem 1: If Xue Lian has desire,
That is the Tianshan Mountain in my dream.
If it's sweet.
That is the snow lotus on the Tianshan Mountains.
If there is peace.
It was sleeping on the Tianshan Mountains with Snow Lotus in her arms.
Xuelian fell asleep outside her heart.
With the delicate snow lotus in my heart.
Wave it away.
The complicated and changeable seasons in the world
Wave it away.
Tired memories come and go.
Peace of mind is like Tianshan Mountain.
Thought is as simple as snow lotus.
In my heart, ah,111
Planting Saussurea involucrata full of fragrance
Xue Lian's second modern poem: Xue Lian Hong takes off her colorful clothes.
Xia put on her costume.
The wind told the lark.
The lark told the eagle.
The snow in Yaochi has melted.
A curved canoe in Tianhe
A thousand years.
Love is no longer sacred.
Yun failed Song Qing.
Hong Fei failed three fat.
A word, an oath
You control the fate of the afterlife.
Modern Poem 3 of Snow Lotus: Praise for Snow Lotus, not only on the lofty mountain top,
Above the ice and snow,
In the plains and valleys, there are snow lotus in hot summer.
Are you as pure and beautiful as Snow Lotus?
Inadvertently, I walked into your sight,
You came into my sight, and there was a future.
If communication is not nipped in the bud,
I believe that flowers bloom, not wait for them to fall.
Personality is an eagle flying in the Tianshan Mountains.
The light of pity in his eyes,
In moonlight and snow, you are more beautiful and flawless.
Crazy cries under the heart valley,
The persistent pursuit under the bright spring,
I searched thousands of Baidu in my dream.
But it's like looking for Zen in the four seas.
Just smiling.
Snow Lotus Modern Poetry IV: Snow Lotus on the Iceberg Your Flower
A clearing between rocks
An empty mind
Look between the old woman's two tongues.
Your petals
Open at the tip of the wind
A face facing the wind
Laugh at the gloomy face on the wind's back
Your color
Open a colorful world
Elegant expression
Write the enclosed space on the Mo Dan scroll.
Your transparency
White, white, open
The sweetness of a lifetime
Not seeking worldly affairs.
Your snowsuit
Get through the cold of life
Don't ask amitabha for bliss.
Just ask Guanyin to send snow white lotus.
Your snow heart, have a drop.
You can bloom with the spirit of reincarnation.
Ignoring the floating dust theory of vanity and inaction
Laugh at the fading fame and persistence in desire
The power of your sitting on colorful snowflakes.
There is not a chill in my heart.
It is still the crystal flower on the iceberg.