Yongding Wenwen got into the train. Go deep into the sea. I am ecstatic and colorful. The cave is hazy. Cover the golden boy tightly and make moonlight.
3. Driving a train in Lapras, Chi Di, the clear sky burned out the sunset glow.
4, the stone is cool, less {left soil and high right} to see the melon.
In the south, there is a god named Zhu Rong with red cheeks and red lips.
6, whip into the sea to drive the red dragon, and the train will burn the sky.
7, a thousand times, like one, the flame burns the world.
8, nine miles and nine steams, boiling all over the world.
9, the stone is open, and the world is in the red furnace.
10, Geshan is wet and rainy, and Luowan pomelo is muddy and windless.
1 1, Zhu Rong and Zhu Rong are not too cool, and heaven is cold and bitter.
12, watch the young man urge the melon to try his best to dispel the cool breeze.
2. The poem about trains is 1
The train is shaking.
Drive into a dark tunnel
People are shaking.
Drive through a dark tunnel
Reach your dream destination.
2
The train leaves from here.
Sail to different places
People put themselves
From a city
Move to another city
three
Friction between wheels and tracks
Mao Mao's voice keeps ringing.
A man awake.
Deep down in his heart.
There is another sound.
four
Villages, trees and rivers.
Step back.
Familiar things disappear all the way.
Hometown is far away.
And in a more distant foreign land.
five
The train stopped suddenly.
The broadcast sounded: "Comrades of travelers,
The train is adding water. "
People relax.
Drink water and eat in succession.
A short stop on the journey
Bring great surprises to people.
six
The monotonous journey is exhausting.
Finally someone sang a song.
Songs are flowing.
As far away as possible.
Rivers in my hometown
seven
When the city lights flooded into the carriage.
The train stopped.
Some people left.
others
I'm leaving after all.
3. What are the poems about trains? 1. "Train"
Author: Yan Fei 20 15 August 19
It seems that it has always been like this.
Looking up, the train is coming slowly.
In a trance, the train has jumped behind.
As I pay attention to the time.
It seems the same.
Trains always seem to go one way.
Same as time.
Line up and drive back.
Meet me
Pass me by again.
Trains, like this, one after another.
Pass by me.
I sat there.
It seems that time is still the same.
Nothing seems to have changed.
2. Train
Author: Lin Fei 20 17 September 17
Walking in the sunset with the breeze,
The passengers on the train are still talking happily.
But when I look down, there is only my shadow.
Where is your shadow?
Whenever one recalls the past,
Only to find that I now seem to have become
A lonely traveler in the dark,
No, I am definitely not. Just me.
I can't find the Iraqi I'm waiting for.
Look at passers-by in pairs,
I had to wait at the station,
Waiting for that figure to appear,
Never leave, stay with me forever.
A train around the world!
When can you bring her back to me?
Another train has arrived and she hasn't come back yet.
I had to close my eyes again,
Into a dream just me and her.
The train passed by my door.
Author: Zong Cong 2065438+June 24, 2005
The high-speed train passes by my door.
I'm in the train.
I am close to the chair at home.
I'm not in the room.
There is no platform in front of my house.
I can't come back until I leave first.
A person cannot occupy two territories at the same time.
Either the train or the house.
Unless my house is big enough.
The train can enter the room.
4. The heart flies with the train
Author: Eagle with Green Wings 2065438+August 23, 2007
Lange gang
I miss you very much.
Infatuated heart
Fly by train
Autumn is thick as fog.
Put the whole train
Surround tightly
Crystal white dew
Light up your dreams.
My yiren
Still far away
The heart flies with the train
Shortened my melancholy last night.
You smile like a flower.
Open on the land of memory
My green wechat
Pass the pink heart
At this moment, your emotional lake
Is it the dragonfly of my message?
point out
rippling with green wavelets
5. Late train
Author: Fan Zhongzhou 20 17 09 02
Start from the starting point and go all the way.
The train rumbled to its destination.
Fixed station, different passengers.
They all hope to arrive on time.
Someone is waiting for the late train.
Some people are willing to never end.
I love your life deeply.
Like a late train.
Driving through the rainy season of youth
Failing to reach your heart in time
I've been flying forward all these years
You will always be my unchanging destination.
Honey, I believe this train.
Love and tears full of missing.
Although it's a little late.
Still moving in your direction.
Note: Some modern poems have no punctuation marks.
My mind is full of address unknown's inspirational quotations about train operation, and I have passed the speed-up train. Looking for You by social critic and best-selling author Li.
Even the seats on the train, they have to distinguish between seniority and inferiority. China modern writer and political critic Lu Xun's "Morning Flowers Pick Up in the Evening"
After the bell rang. Once again, the train swayed to the quiet and dark distant fields. Female writer, formerly known as Li Jie Anne Baby.
If a person has no power, he is like a locomotive without steam and can't move; Like a bird without wings, it cannot fly. Originally named Lei Zhengxing and Lei Feng's Diary of Lei Feng
The train stopped at Zhenjiang at midnight. The crowd buzzed. It's dark in the carriage. Hear a faint snoring. Female writer, formerly known as Li Jie Anne Baby.
I buy 50 good cars-Alto, Alto, Alto ...! Get up with a dart and drive like a train! Degang Guo's famous words about trains, cross talk, film and television drama actor and TV talk show host.
Everything on the earth is becoming more and more perfect. Such as Swedish competition, operetta, locomotive, Deplaix wine, interpersonal relationship, etc. Russian novelist and dramatist Chekhov
Since ancient times, there are so many talented women that one hundred trains can't carry them all, but almost all of them are buried under the temptation of ethics and money. Bai Yang, a writer in Taiwan Province Province
Life will not go through every stage of life like a train passing through every station. Life always goes forward and never leaves anything behind. Lewis, British writer
Nothing is more important and beautiful than the good relationship between people, whether walking with others on the train or getting along with family or colleagues. Famous train sayings
A group of scholars gave up their seats on the bus again. A wants B to take this seat, and B wants C to take this seat. Before the work was finished, the train had already left, and three or four people fell down as soon as the body shook. Lu Xun, a modern writer and political commentator in China, picks flowers in the morning.
The trend can only wait but not catch up, which is the same as waiting for the train at the train station. If you stay at the station, there will always be a car coming. As for the car that just left, we ordinary people can't catch up. Racer, writer, Time magazine's most influential person in the world, 100 Han Han.
5. A poem about the train The train of life (poem) Not long ago, I read a book and compared life to a trip. Life is like a trip. Getting on and off the bus has to go through countless times. Sometimes there are accidents, sometimes unexpected surprises, sometimes unforgettable sadness ... When you were born, we boarded the train of life. We thought the two people we met for the first time-it's a pity that our parents will always accompany us through the journey of life. That was not the case. They will get off at a station and leave us alone. Their love and their irreplaceable company will never be discovered again ... Nevertheless, there will be others on the bus, some of whom have special significance to us ... Among them, there are our brothers and sisters, our relatives and friends, and we will experience an eternal love story. Some people on the same bus travel easily, while others run around on the train, ready to help those in need ... After many people get off the bus, other passengers will remember them forever ... but some people leave their seats. However, no one has noticed that sometimes a fellow traveler who is affectionate to you sits in another carriage. You must stay away from him and continue your journey. Of course, you can stagger through your own carriage and find him in another carriage on the journey ... It's a pity that you can't sit next to him anymore, because this position has been occupied by others ... It doesn't matter. The journey is full of challenges, dreams, hopes and parting ... just can't turn back. Try to make your journey pleasant, be kind to all the passengers you meet during the journey, and find the bright spots in people. Always remember: some people will hesitate in a certain journey because we will hesitate ourselves. We must understand others, because we need their understanding. The secret of life is: where do we get off? Where do our friends get off? I often wonder: will I miss it when I get off the bus? I think I will still be separated from my friends. I'll be miserable. Let the children go alone. I will feel sad. I firmly hope that we can meet again at the terminal where we all need to reach. My child got on the bus and had no luggage. If I can leave good memories in their bags, I will feel happy. After I get off the bus, my fellow travelers can still remember that I miss me. I will feel happy and dedicate it to you. My life on the train. Have a nice trip.
6. What is the poem "Song of the Train" about the train? It gives you the speed you want, but it is not where you want to go.
This is somewhat frustrating and confusing. You said Yunfu South, I said Sunrise East.
Maybe it's the same, but the train runs fast. In the drizzle, it was twisted so fast! How can I not doubt that the train is running happily? We must ignore the iron products of the track itself, which are as easy to rust, corrode and loosen as our bodies.
If you are not careful, you will jump off the branch. It is either barren or painful. If you have a pair of scissors in your hand, you are hesitant to buffer the gap between heaven and earth, and the lights are flashing. The dark night can't be explained by the illusion that faces emerge in time through the dark green train window glass. The train quickly and coolly passes through the snow-capped mountain acupoints of the lung of the forest and races with flying sheep on the fragrant grassland. In the process of interpreting the For Next statement, the music also curled up, and the seven-hole bone flute and the eight-hole clay were used as transparent solvents to melt the silent guqin scale. The lines are arranged in humorous password strings. On the edge of the password box, an elegant finger flew over and stayed above the OK key. Someone was standing on the smooth top of the carriage. The wind blows the white cloak with totem and the long black hair set each other off. There are no clouds in Wan Li, but there are no water drops. All the petals fall, and the sword eyebrows wear clouds. The smile stretches for thousands of miles, the unrestrained singing challenges the illusory height, and the deadly passion exposes the old lies. The chivalrous man long ago was alienated into the middle class who kept changing jobs by the spirit called unemployed chivalrous man today. If I want to do it, I can do it, so why not? Look at the gentleman holding a birdcage strolling slowly on the edge of the annual ring. The old bell tower is screaming desperately during the weathering process. They are watching the so-called hooligan of the rich boy who can play the piano. He stood on the high-speed train and disappeared into the classics. The end of the unknown light in the Institute of Classical Physics. The train at 2 am is still awake at 2 am Beijing time. The southbound train didn't sleep. It runs like hell and whispers. There are some living people sitting in the last carriage. They are called people who sleep like monks. There is no spark lamp in Wan Li at night, and even the figure of mountain charm is breathing. Heartbeat and feeling are swallowed up by the dead silence. The train is running and humming. A man has a hole in his head and is still on fire. The legendary eyes of the strange man came directly. In the dark, they eat people. In the evening, they retreated a little. I heard nothing overhead. A fly hit the glass as if I were awake and hazy. A hell is running and buzzing, as if it were a century's listening. Then some bodies began to stand. Ghostly rotating shadows, some vocal cords screamed and announced something. Some suitcases and handbags knocked down from the luggage rack and walked away. Some dark shadows came in and sat like monks. Some hands are swinging wildly outside the window. Some hands were shaking wildly in the car. The legendary monster's eyes came straight for its prey in the dark, as if to eat people. So I closed my eyes, endured the numbness of half a toe, sat like a monk's hell, and began to run and whisper in this silent night of life and death.
7. Poetry buffer about trains
There is a gap between heaven and earth.
The lights flashed again and again, and the night was dark
About indescribable hallucinations
The surrounding scenery
Pass this dark green train.
The face on the window glass coincides with it.
train
A fast and cool train
Snow-capped mountain acupuncture points penetrating the lung of forest.
Race with flying sheep on the fragrant grassland
The crystal orbit is an infinite extension of the next sentence.
In the process of interpretation, the soundtrack also sounded.
Seven-hole bone flute and eight-hole mud bowl are used as transparent solvents.
Melted the rippling cricket and the silent guqin.
Miyachi symbols are arranged line by line with humorous codes.
The train sped past the edge of the code box.
Elegant fingers like orchids
Stay above the OK button.
Someone was standing on the smooth roof of the carriage.
The wind is blowing a white cloak with a totem.
It contrasts with long black hair.
Cloudless rain in Wan Li.
There are no water drops, but all the petals are deep red.
Knife eyebrows wear clouds, and smiles stretch for thousands of miles.
Bold singing challenges the illusory height.
Fatal passion debunks old lies.
The chivalrous man who lived a long time ago is called an unemployed man today.
Chivalry is alienated into a middle class that keeps changing jobs.
If I want to do it, I can do it, so why not?
Look at the gentleman with a birdcage strolling slowly around the annual rings.
The ancient bell tower shouted in despair during the weathering process.
They watched the rich young so-called hooligans play the piano.
He stood on the high-speed train.
Disappear at the end of the unknown light in classical physics