Modern poetry about slowness

1. Give me a modern poem with a slower meaning. If it blooms into a garden overnight,

May, if two days equals twelve years,

It's convenient, but it's not without time.

Since it is so convenient, why do people have to live for decades?

Don't worry, the process is the key.

The most memorable thing is the trivial details.

Let's take our time. Time has flown like an arrow. How dangerous it is.

Please slow down tomorrow. Every day is as fresh as a year.

If you download it online, your dream will come true.

If you press the button, love will last forever.

It's convenient, but isn't it pathetic?

Make life as casual as a bowl of instant noodles.

Don't rush for success, you missed the beautiful detour.

Without irrelevant plots, the ending is not precious.

Let's take our time. Time has flown like an arrow. How dangerous it is.

Please slow down tomorrow. Every day is as fresh as a year.

Slow down, slow down, leave time for time.

Slow down, slow down. Tell me to wait a few days tomorrow.

Slow down, slow down and swing with time.

Slow down, slow down. See you tomorrow.

2. A poem describing slow time is 1. Time is like water in a sponge. As long as you are willing to squeeze, there is always water

2. The geometry of life is like frost. When there is no weight, China is no longer Yang.

Let's break up! I don't think we are suitable. Goodbye.

4, leave, simplify things, people become kind, like a child, we start again.

5. Time is life, time is speed and time is power.

6. Tomorrow after tomorrow, how many tomorrows are there! Tomorrow will never come. The whole world will be tired tomorrow, and they will go to Qiu Lai as veterans in spring. What can you do tomorrow in a hundred years' time, watching the dusk flowing east and the sunset setting? Please listen to my song tomorrow.

7. Time is a silent document.

8. I have seen a tsunami, but I have never seen you smile. Miss, it should be beautiful. But my love is long gone.

9. Time is the soil of all achievements in the world. Time brings pain to the dreamer and happiness to the creator.

10, don't blame yourself for being frivolous, it is the brightest symbol of youth; Don't feel inferior because you are shallow. After years of polishing, you will gain full wisdom and experience.

3. What poems describe "Time is slow"? Early spring on the pool is a dream (Tang Libai)

Old age is more shocking than old age, and leisure is getting longer and longer

In spring, the green elm pods are black and the willow tips are yellow.

Snow breaks the mountain color, melting ice shines.

A low and steady boat, light and warm clothes.

Three liters of white horn, six feet of red bed.

Occasionally, it is difficult to have company, and it is not crazy to be drunk alone.

I'm glad, but you have no foreign affairs to do.

I left two or three places after being lazy.

(2) "Meet with Huangfu Shiyu Zhai Zhongchun" (Tang Dugu and)

It's easy to get hurt if you think too far, and the situation will get worse and worse.

You will be exhausted when climbing incense trees, and you will be tired when you grow up during the day.

Gambi waved goodbye to Lao Pu and watched the new grass everywhere on the horizontal pool with patience.

Because you gave me Jiang, spring thoughts are not easy to measure now.

(3) A letter I wrote to (Don) at Wangchuan Guild Hall.

The mountains are cold and blue, and the autumn waters are gurgling.

At the door of my thatched cottage, leaning on my cane, I listened to the cicadas singing in the evening breeze.

Sunset lingers at the ferry, and the smoke from supper rises from the house.

Summer value meets Yu Zui, and the five willows sing wild poems? .

(4) "Ten Poems about Illness" (Tang Yuanzhen)

Take medicine to prepare a boil, and it will take four years to cure a boil.

Is it true that Iraq has been dragging its feet for a long time?

It is difficult to make medicine for a long time if you stay alone.

It's good to go to Japan, but the way home is endless.

Give up what you want, Gong Zheng. Have pity on me.

390,000 yuan to support the stubborn body.

Suicide is not good, but it's hard to say how deep you are.

For thousands of years, there is a day in the world.

I remember when I was a child, I envied myself as an adult.

Tired of studying and long days, wandering around and thinking about festivals.

Now, I gradually avoid the Chinese New Year and don't want to say goodbye to my former heart.

The days passed quickly and the morning was chaotic.

Yesterday, at the binge drinking ground, I hated being sick and drunk.

If you are afraid of alcohol when you are sick, you will understand others.

Fear of drinking is not idle, and worry is not childish.

Send a message, teenagers, don't avoid cups and plates.

Recalling the beginning of Bai, I was shocked every day and night.

Gradually grow to sideburns and beards, countless.

The prime of life has passed, and the prime of life has passed five years.

Fahua is no longer green, how can I make up for it?

If you are not sick at home, you will feel at ease if you are sick.

Stay with the nephew gang, and watch the drug bait.

Nowadays, my sick brother is far away, so it is difficult to write letters from far away.

Send a message, little brother, don't be a government official.

In the official residence of the Yan Dynasty, I was a guest.

Stay alone at the end of the year, and autumn is deep and comfortable.

The wind is high, the wings are drooping and the road is far away.

To go to Yushan Cen, there is a narrow net in the world.

The eaves are open at night, and you know autumn is coming.

Sick and cold, sick branches are light.

I'm not tired when I'm dizzy. When you speak, you will be surprised.

Sigh all night, and it will be dawn.

There are many quiet places in autumn, and the situation in the morning is very interesting.

Deep bamboo cicada day wind, green velvet shirt dew.

Sha Ting's long illness made him idle.

Why do you have to work hard every day when you are strong?

I miss my hometown in the morning and sleep at night.

Dreams don't cry, but tears are black.

Yesterday's sorrow was sent by wine, and today's illness can be safely drunk.

When all the hibiscus flowers fall in autumn, it is still disgusting to leave people.

⑤ Book of Songs

The grass by the river will turn yellow, and the road is long, but it's Xiu Yuan.

How can you think that the road is long and Xiu Yuan is Xi? You dream about it every night.

Don't wait three years, you will be in a hurry.

Take carp to perform in hometown and send home letters by ghost letters.

I study lacquer ink, and the running script says nothing.

Dry Ye Zhiqiu, the river knows the cold.

If you talk too much about delicious food, you will often miss it.

What time are you coming back? Is it another three years?

4. Short modern poems, at least ten modern poems, 1, far and near (Gu Cheng)

You,

Look at me for a while, look at the clouds for a while.

I think,

When you look at me, it's far away, and when you look at the clouds, it's close.

2. Accidental (Xu Zhimo)

I am a cloud in the sky,

Accidentally projected to the center of your wave.

You don't have to be surprised, let alone happy.

It disappeared in an instant.

You and I met in the dark sea,

You have yours, I have mine, direction;

You may remember, but you'd better forget,

The light that shines on each other at this intersection!

3. Error (Zheng Chouyu)

I walked through Jiangnan.

The appearance in the season is like the opening and falling of lotus flowers.

The east wind won't come.

The catkins in March can't fly

Your heart is like a little lonely city.

Like a bluestone street facing the night.

The sound is silent.

The spring of March is not revealed.

Your heart is a small closed window.

My dada horseshoe is a beautiful mistake.

I'm not a returnee,

It's a passerby

4. Alleys (Ancient City)

alley

It's curved and long.

There is no door

There are no windows.

I took an old key.

Knocking on the thick wall

5. Weight (Han Han)

She put her bloody head,

On the scales of life,

Let all the survivors,

All lost—

Weight.

6. Arc (Gu Cheng)

Birds are in the high wind

(of a road) curve sharply

Teenagers go to pick it up

A penny

Vines born of fantasy

And an extended contact line.

The waves flinched.

And humpback

7. Far away (San Mao)

How far is it?

Please, please tell me,

To the end of the earth,

Is it far?

Ask your heart,

As long as it agrees,

No place,

Not that far.

8. Homesickness (Yu Guangzhong)

Hours later

Homesickness is a small stamp.

I'm at this end

Mom is over there.

When I grow up

Homesickness is a narrow ticket.

I'm at this end

The bride is over there.

See you later, huh?

Homesickness is a low grave.

I am outside

Mom, ah, it's in there.

But now

Homesickness is a shallow strait.

I'm at this end

The mainland is over there

9. Choose (Xi Murong)

If I have an afterlife,

Just to get together with you once.

Just for the moment after billions of light years.

All the sweetness and sadness are in a flash.

Then let it happen.

Everything appears in an instant.

I bowed and thanked all the planets for their help.

Let me meet you.

Separate from you

Completed a poem written by God.

And then grow old.

10, Hope (Xi Murong)

In fact, what I'm looking forward to is

At that moment.

I never asked you to give it to me.

Your life.

If we can be on the hillside full of gardenias.

I'll meet you if I can.

Deeply loved once, and then parted.

Then a long life.

No, just, just.

look back

That brief moment