Modern poetry praising the sea

The sun made the sea red, as if it were covered with a layer of red gauze. The following is a collection of modern poems praising the sea for you, hoping to help you. Welcome to read the reference study!

Modern poetry praises the sea 1 facing the sea

Abandon lotus constellation

Facing you, I'm naked.

Every time you turn it over,

Smiling adds a touch of purity.

There is no need to make a hullabaloo about or release anything.

A flock of petrels flapped their wings.

If the elves in heaven

Understand the mystery.

From left to right, from top to bottom

The chase from one spray to another

Surrounded by encirclement, there was only one person left.

-Be happy.

Modern Poetry in Praise of the Sea 2 "Purple Sea"

Pretend not to mention it,

But around me, I began to worry about your actions,

There is wind without wind,

The sea is never calm.

Suddenly one day,

It was dark,

Wandering over your head,

Follow wherever you go.

Only to find that,

It was a dark cloud that hadn't appeared for a long time.

I don't remember who taught this word.

They said,

Why is it that some people call it Baiyun, but no one calls it Dark Cloud?

Apart from the color, they are not bad.

The latter is also more existential.

who is it?

Was instilled with the idea that,

Dark clouds,

Unhappy,

Who is it again?

It's a rule,

I thought you were wrong.

Warm red,

Calm blue,

This shows the color of Gui Xiang that has been circulating for thousands of years.

The distance within reach has been running,

But it never arrived,

I've never found it in my life,

It's always a compass,

Beautiful images left by each other,

It's just an illusion,

That's why the color is so unclear and impure.

I looked at the sea under the rising sun,

The horizon is purple,

Only the corners of the mouth rose slightly.

Modern Poetry in Praise of the Sea 3 The Sea

Judging from the poems expressed by poets in past dynasties,

Hear your surging voice;

From countless songs praising you,

Vent your unyielding spirit.

I walked through Qian Shan,

Break through the rugged road,

Finally came to you,

But I can't express my infatuation with you.

I threw myself into your arms like a fish,

Laughing and singing,

Breathe the fishy sea breeze,

Taste the salty sea water,

Accompany you from late at night to dawn.

The sun shines on you warmly,

The blue waves are boundless, and the gold is overflowing.

You look so peaceful,

You are always gentle and kind.

When the storm brings lightning,

Exert your strength on you,

You yelled, growled and rebelled angrily.

At the expense of huge waves and earthquakes,

Even if you are afraid of the change of the sea, you don't want to endure bullying.

You have a broad mind,

Accommodate hundreds of rivers without conflict,

You sheltered the earth,

Everything breeds.

For the free sky overhead,

You've been fighting fate.

Watching seabirds fly freely,

That's your immortal soul.

Modern Poetry Praising the Sea 4 The Sea

People say you are broad-minded.

Then why are you growling

You said you didn't like the world.

You expect peace.

But since the beginning of human history

The war never stopped.

Do you think this world will really have that day?

People put down their guns.

Your anger will naturally subside.

People compare you to your mother.

Willing to throw myself into your arms.

But why are there long tides?

You said you admired human filial piety.

A mother misses her child's heart.

Just like the tide

A wave of unrest rises again and again

It was a surge of emotion.

You said that when all the children in the world

All returned to their mother's arms.

You miss your child's heart.

Naturally behind.

People compare you to your hometown.

Then why don't you smell like home?

You said that people who leave home.

When I am homesick

They are all bitter.

Whenever a wanderer in his hometown sees the sea.

Naturally, I will think of my hometown.

You said that when all the children in the world

They all returned to their hometown.

The seas run dry and the rocks crumble, which is no longer a joke.

People say you are passionate and romantic.

But why are you angry and tender for a moment?

say it out

The sea breeze is your breath.

The waves are your heartbeat.

Peace is the time for wanderers to return.

So that the children can have a rest.