Chun Xue's modern poem 1 1, when the snow melts.
Xi Murong
When she was asleep.
He walked in a small town with melting snow.
miss the old days
Constellation and in
In front of a river where ice blocks collide.
silently
Call her name
At night in the south.
Everything is as quiet as usual.
Except for a few tired petals
Because of the wind
Fall in front of her window
2. Snow Song
Wash the memory white and shiny.
But anyway,
Cann't get rid of it
A mark that goes deep into the bone marrow
The snow is depressing.
Like a flower.
Lose weight overnight
Countless beautiful temptations
With Leng Xiang swaying.
Scattered eyebrows
Understand; Understanding
Singing of snow
The sadness of six petals
Jump on the ice
all
It seems that
Only at certain moments.
Moved by you
3. "I love the snow in Saibei"
I like the snow in Saibei.
flying all over the sky
Your dance is so light.
Your heart is so pure
You are Chunyu's sister.
You are the messenger sent by spring.
Messenger of spring
I like the snow in Saibei.
flying all over the sky
You use a white jade-like body
Dress up the silver world
You put your life into the earth.
Moisturize the green wheat seedlings to welcome the spring flowers.
Ah ... I love you.
Ah ... snow in Saibei, snow in Saibei.
4. Poems of Snow
Did those snow-white elves fall in the winter snow?
I looked at the footprints deeply imprinted on the ground,
Is that dream catcher dancing here so early?
Hanging on the treetops is still so crystal clear,
And some naughty feathers dancing around,
The whole world seems to be quiet,
Occasionally, it is also my own footsteps.
Holding snow white,
To survive the whole winter,
Keep it in your heart and stay in it forever.
Pull out your messy heart,
Put it in a pure white,
Maybe you will get a happiness and peace.
5. It snows in May
On the fault in May, time slowed down.
Time has turned into snow.
It's overwhelming A crumpled silver package
As white as the wings of an angel.
Kissing Apollo's wind, ambiguous
Touch every inch of this country's skin
The lake is full of scale waves and jumps.
The whiteness of the crescent moon is shining.
Iris climbed up the slope gradually.
Looking into the distance, it is white.
I seem to have seen it before.
Gentle and quiet
Larks sing legends.
A melody circulated in legend
Unprinted chapters in poetry.
Building Four Seasons Ice and Snow Storage Room in the Morning Light
Pak Lei blossoms, white pear flower falls.
Flowing pearls
Like the eyes of love.
The road is weathered.
Climb the plateau full of snow and the moon.
Those flexible stories
Turn into the sound of snowball keys.
Generous and elegant
Time flies, and May has passed.
White gauze left by time
Has been dyed by the stars and the moon.
The sky disappeared.
There is a continuous message.
Look into the distance for a long time.
This legend is circulated in the legend of low resentment.
6. Snow in Beijing
It's a taut string that pops up and flies, inadvertently.
A little, a petal, a cluster.
It snows in Beijing. arduously
The pallor flying all over the sky,
Can't fill this unfathomable sky
I am uneasy and open my arms hard. think
Embrace this sacred soul.
It snows in Beijing. hesitate
Hanging high in the treetops, inexplicably sad,
Exclusive, forgotten peace here
In wishful thinking,
I shook my palm hard,
Even a little, a drop,
It's already cold.
It snows in Beijing. urge
When it fell,
The footprints of desire have been trodden,
It's so dark. It's so dark.
Can't give up,
An unsolved desire for thousands of years,
Without hesitation,
I rubbed the ice front of Henggu on my face.
Snow in Beijing,
cold light
That's impossible,
Like the rain in the south,
After the rain, a rainbow appeared.
7.snow
Beautiful snowflakes
Is it really you?
Crystal clear and holy
Slowly descend
Intoxicated beauty
It's all in my heart and in my dreams.
Hold a piece in the palm of your hand.
You are very silent.
It turned into cold raindrops in an instant.
Like tears in the corner of my eyes
It is warmth and gratitude.
Or the joy after all the hardships?
I came across the north wind to find you.
I have been thinking about you all night.
Rugged mountain road.
Love is a crutch.
Endless autumn water
The heart is a boat.
Neither you nor I have a chance.
I always miss meeting again and again.
I used to feel sorry for your indifference.
I have been reluctant to break my heart.
Close your eyes.
Let the lonely soul
Blowing in the wind
You came after all.
At the end of winter, in the despair of waiting
You turned around unexpectedly.
Flying like a pear flower
It is like a white butterfly shuttling through the air.
It is to drive away the loneliness of wintersweet.
Or are you in a hurry for a spring date?
Have your world.
There is a fairy-tale silver package.
I hold you in my hand and hide you in my heart.
Let me put it on your ear again.
Quietly ask
Can you be the protagonist of my fairy tale?
all one's life
line
8. "falling snow"
Snowflakes, swirl.
Bleached that season
cold
On the glass, it's printed
Between your fingers
temperature
Falling snowflakes are like flying time.
Those memories are like falling snowflakes.
Always like this
Like a light year
Smart; Skillful in calculation
Distant
snowy day
look at you
The smile of the past
As naive as a child
snowy day
I still am.
Wandering alone
Father hummed.
clothes
Mixed with snowflakes
As a souvenir in winter
I'm paranoid
leave
although
a little bit
shadow
In the eyes
flowing
exactly
Snow falls silently.
night
sleep
snow
But still awake.
Who knows?
The sadness of falling snow
9. First snow
Last night, I had a dream.
Dreaming that you flew all over the sky
Can't hold it.
From my finger
Disappear and escape
Tonight, I'm waiting
You are wet with snow.
Still coming?
Bring the news of spring
But why me?
Why are you still afraid to touch you?
why
The heart is still so empty
Chun Xue's Modern Poetry 2 "Occasionally Snow"
I don't want to describe it in detail
This scene of snow and snow behind it
Because my mood has passed through the snow.
Seeing friends who left not long ago
Snow falls on my window.
At the same time, it is also in the eyes of others.
Flying, my friends will see it, too.
This piece of white
He and I are in the same kind of snow.
Spit out the same breath
Snow and the ensuing cold
Will surround us
Half a month or more.
Snowflakes, swirl.
Dyed white by the cold of that season
On the glass, it's printed
The temperature between your fingers
Falling snowflakes are like flying time.
Those memories are like falling snowflakes.
Always like this
Like a light year
Distant
snowflake
You are a gentle snowflake
Melt in your hands
How can I not care?
The cold wind chased the flying sand.
The residual leaves fell helplessly in the low-lying place.
Groaning, I don't know where it was blown.
It may go far away.
It will turn green again next spring.
Back to the philosophy of sunshine.
Come back quickly. I will wait for you here.
Because I have embedded your smile in my memory.
I just want to convey my thoughts to you.
Looking forward to four years of care is also a kind of sweetness.
I want to hold hands and watch the wicker swaying.
Look up at the stars and whisper to the moon.
Tell the moon silently
Wait until you are a miracle of love.
You awakened my poetry.
You irrigated the land of the soul.
I always think of you.
Looking forward to the cold plum blooming in the snow.
Compared with snow.
Flying snow takes away your loneliness.
Although time has changed our appearance.
Our hearts remain the same.