Blue Modern Poetry 1 "Blue"
Through you
I saw the underwater world.
Blue coast
A slow evening breeze
Two lines of footprints, one deep and one shallow.
Hug you
Your broad mind
Accept me with great love
Send me a pair of flying wings.
Soar in the blue sky
Yu Yun duo Si Er
I imagine myself to be blue.
Free life
Fight in the clear sky of Wan Li.
Indulge in the blue sea bottom
Blue Modern Poetry 2 "Blue Fish"
The eagle flew out of Tengger singer's arms at a low speed.
On the grassland, a pair of wolf eyes are buried deep.
The smell of air comes to my face.
The horse's bones have turned green again, pastoral
An old-fashioned dress
The grass is covered with palm trees.
Those lands are flat.
Herds, eager to lean from the sky.
Shadow and light
A full glass of June
The rain of stars is full.
Wine glasses in June, our grassland.
There are still fresh days in the yurt.
And some clay pots.
Depicting blue fish
Blue Modern Poetry 3 "Blue Sky"
You run after the sheep on the grassland.
The wind lasted for a while and it was far away.
Only the sky has a face on this day.
We accumulated rain.
Horses are built from the sky.
My grassland was stopped by the wind.
Lips pressed against plants.
You cry with tears.
The only sky on the grassland turned its face.
You and I never met again.
Under the white clouds, Aries returns.
The breasts of our lake
Ma Touqin replaced the house.
My grassland has been nomadic ever since.
Every inch of grass is actually blue.
Water and sky
Blue Modern Poetry 4 "Blue"
There is a light pleated group.
Her exquisite wave cloud pendulum.
Like neon yarn in Aegean Sea.
Panting with fatigue
And play soft charm
Silence-petals flying like this rainbow
Brought the intoxication of the heart and the brilliance of the flowers.
Pursuit-desire
Fly away yes
Fantastic petals
And the illusion of rain
why
The sky always loves the color spectrum of night.
Laugh at the silence of the stars
Dismember the scattered moonlight?
I have a nervous heart.
Countless nights
Pray devoutly
What can be exchanged is always
perplexing
One by one.
Mystery in mystery
I won't fall
Never fall
Even if you use the most ruthless indifference
look down upon/on
White as Snow
Flourishing like leaves.
Dancing petals are the cry of the soul.
Her amorous feelings
Only the raging tsunami.
Can understand
My truth lingers.
In the tower of the old castle
Sealed memories will be in
In the morning star before dawn
Lift the ban forever
Tonight,
Let me release this beautiful heart valve.
Only one last surrender.
Declare war on you!
Blue Modern Poetry 5 Chinese Dream, Blue Dream
Text/carnation
Give me a piece of sky
Beautiful imagination
Give me a beam of sunshine.
A pair of invisible wings
China dream dream blue
A century-long road.
Draw warm light to build heaven.
The Chinese dream is playing a symphony of the times.
Eager to look into the distance
In the sunny east
There is a dragon flying.
A thunderbolt shook the sky.
China has ushered in a new dawn.
Recall the changes in historical situations again and again.
This ancient civilization has experienced many vicissitudes.
Past sadness and pain
Has been deeply buried in the soil of China.
Now a rising new China.
Peel off the scar of historical shame
He will have a unique style.
Stand proudly in the east of the world
China dream dream blue
I want to collect all the blue in the sky.
Write down your prosperity and glory.
From the strokes of traditional Chinese characters
Movable type printing in Oracle Bone Inscriptions
They all record your profound culture for five thousand years.
China, you have a long history of national integrity.
Love is associated with great dreams.
Your dream, my dream
/kloc-the dream of 0/300 million China people.
Every dream
Have become countless shining points of light.
Light up the Silk Road.
The hope of revival all the way.
There is rain and sunshine on Fuxing Road.
There are thorns and flowers on the road to revival.
We should be full of confidence and gather strength.
Fly bravely into the distance
Dreams are beautiful.
It's always exciting
China, the capital.
Now Chang 'e flies.
Realize the Millennium dream of the Chinese nation.
Jiaolong went to sea to write a new scientific and technological movement
The fighter successfully parachuted.
Let our aircraft carrier set sail as soon as possible
Oh, China.
Your dream presents a colorful scene.
You are a miracle that attracts worldwide attention.
You are the magic of China's ancient rhyme.
We want to write about your prosperity today.
Writing "tenderness" in Jiangnan with peach blossom smile
Use my favorite blue.
Write about how charming you are and how brilliant Wan Li is.
Appreciate the clouds in Huangshan Mountain.
Look at the holiness of your Taishan Snow Mountain.
China dream dream blue
Every inch of blue is your Wan Li coast.
Reflect your blue.
Let us think freely.
Imagine a prosperous new China.
Blue Modern Poetry 6 "Blue"
Light blue,
Always hiding a trace of melancholy;
Long flowing hair,
The breeze blows,
Always show that kind of beauty;
Black eyes and pupils,
There is always a faint blue light that makes people shudder.
Teheran dresses,
Blue earrings,
Light blue bracelet,
Waiting for these blues,
Appear on her together,
Is so harmonious.
Maybe,
Lonely blue belongs to her,
The core of life is her color.
She's always alone,
Loneliness.
Blue uniform,
Especially dazzling in the sun.
She's used to it,
Accustomed to being alone,
Accustomed to a person,
I am used to walking in an empty campus.
Pure blue,
It belongs to her.
Like fish,
In the clear sea,
Swimming around,
Without company,
Just one person.
People say she has a heart of stone,
Not even a poor tear.
She's not like this,
She just doesn't want to show her vulnerability in front of others.
When I just want to be alone,
Wipe your tears silently.
Fish's tears will dissolve in water,
Pisces girl with tough appearance,
Blue,
Your uniqueness.
Seemingly powerful,
Actually more fragile and sensitive than others.
Let's shoulder to shoulder,
Hold hands forward,
Be friends without hesitation.
Blue Modern Poetry 7 "Lan Xue"
I didn't wake up in the morning dream,
Your world is blue.
There is pure love to jump,
Walking with MengMeng's smile,
There are also silly times waiting for coquetry.
Don't forget,
That blue,
They come from the warm sky,
Also from the sea that loves to write poetry.
I didn't wake up in the morning dream,
I want to hold the blue sky in my hand,
Steal the blue paint silently with your heart,
I also want to immerse myself in the blue ocean,
Satisfy your dreams.
You and I are different,
Your love walks romantically,
I stole the blue one,
In exchange for inspiration.
Blue is in your hand,
Just knead it gently all winter,
For you,
For him, for every living thing,
Make a blue snow,
Quietly in the dream, blindfolded with amazing eyes.
Blue modern poem 8 "I like you"
The silent sunset burned out the only remaining afterglow, leaving only endless darkness.
The bleak autumn wind blows all the way, all the way sad, leaving only prosperity.
The afterglow of the sunset sighed the passage of time.
Autumn wind withered the flowers of the soul.
When wrinkles crawl relentlessly over my forehead
When flowers snuggle up to other people's feelings
My loyal soul got a contemptuous smile.
My direction of faith was bitterly ridiculed.
Stubborn me, I would like to sing praises for spoony birds and your towering branches.
Firmly, I would like to be a butterfly that I miss and dance repeatedly for your charming fragrance.
How many people envy your smiling face?
How many people are jealous of your elegant posture?
Your beauty is poetic.
You are full of fragrance and sweetness.
I love your green branches with my warm love.
I love your budding youth with noble personality.
May you stay young forever.
May your beauty always be moving.
I like your indifference and refusal to care about everything.
I have a crush on you. The fragrance is gorgeous and the life is brilliant.
I like that you are golden, with a sunny smile, gentle and soothing.
I like your sincerity, but your spiritual understanding and comfort.
I like that you are red, like a scarf around your neck, which warms my winter piety.
I like your enthusiasm. If the fire is hot, you will jump for joy.
I like that you are white, like a white poem.
I like that you are pure, you are pure, pure, gentle and flawless.
I like that you are green, like green trees and lush grass.
I like that you are real. I shelter you from the wind and rain with my kind body and accompany you with flowers.
I like that you are blue when the tide rises and falls, and the sea is lyrical for you.
I like your profundity, and I am a clean stream. I am willing to rush to your vastness and blend in with your season, regardless of twists and turns.
Blue Modern Poetry 9 "Blue Harbor"
Life is a long river,
Fourteen years old is blue harbor,
There is a great impulse,
There are also thinking waves.
There is love, but hazy.
I don't understand, but I know one thing,
Like a river in the morning fog,
I can see it, but it's hard to tell.
I have a lot on my face,
If you have words, you won't spin on the tip of your tongue.
Innocence jumps like waves,
Never know what sadness is.
Say that boys are brave and brave,
Even if the bullet flies, it doesn't blink;
It is really timid to say that girls are timid.
I saw the bean worm jump far away.
I hope there are more exclamation points,
Let adults sit up and take notice,
But the question mark in my mind can't be pulled straight.
Weird questions often embarrass teachers.
You talk about ideals, he talks about ideals,
Ideals are constantly changing like the tide,
You want to be a hero, and he wants to be a hero,
I often take risks to be a hero.
Ah, fourteen years old, blue harbor,
Fourteen years old, ideal heaven,
Start the ship of life from here,
The morning glow weaves a wonderful wreath for them.