With the autumn wind falling in the dust.
I like the morning glow in the east,
I am familiar with western clouds.
Behind me,
There are still partners coming with the wind.
We held hands side by side,
Go to the future together. #
I walked slowly with the footsteps of the spring breeze,
The spring rain moistened me and opened my body.
Thunderous spring thunder sounded above my head,
The warm sunshine shines on my cheek.
I saw a flock of swallows returning from the south.
The second time I saw the flowers around me in full bloom.
I heard larks singing beautiful love songs,
I heard tinkling springs flowing into the sea. #
In the passionate summer,
I saw dragonflies flying on the lake.
The dance of light is so free.
I saw young men and women in love walking under the tree.
The face is full of youthful brilliance.
At night, fireflies fly by me,
Listen to the symphony played by cicada with me.
Breeze Xu Lai,
I swayed freely on the branches with the wind. #
The autumn wind dyed my clothes red.
On the day of family reunion,
I smiled and looked at the bright moon hanging in the sky.
Look at the countless fruits hanging on the branches.
My heart is also full of joy.
The bumper farmers are full of heroism,
They laughed and went to the tree to pick happiness.
When the cold wind blows,
I watched the geese flying leisurely south in rows on the branches. #
now
I lay quietly in the arms of Mother Earth.
I am very happy,
As a leaf,
I once existed in this world,
I witnessed the colorful world.
This world used to be my stage,
Although no one cheered for me.
The dirt will bury my body.
Until next year,
There will be countless me coming with spring.
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It doesn't look like spring scissors.
Dance to your heart's content.
When the morning sun shines for the first time, it shines brightly.
The whole autumn is yellow.
Decorate every dream day
sunny day
It's raining all day.
Seasons are the most romantic designers.
No flowers are red, willow and green.
Exempt from all unnecessary procedures
Dresses and feathers come true.
Colorful love without dialogue
Take turns on stage
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Put freedom in a free heart.
Touching and charming
Quiet and charming
There's no need to shout.
Whispering in the middle of the night
Quietly break free from the pet fence of the old tree
Piao Piao Xian Zi
Beautiful heartbreak.
The moment the soul landed.
Occasionally come into people's sight.
It is an earth-shattering love.
The modern poem 3 of fallen leaves has a kind of indifferent realm, sighing in my heart.
Losing a lot of thinking is a true interpretation.
Perhaps, this is spring, for the prepared green flowers,
There are still fallen leaves in summer!
For me, disappointment is inevitable, and there is an excited voice passing through my heart.
Prove that the whole summer is hot and boring,
Like a human heart, it has struggled for a long time.
Finally one day, I want to release myself.
I'm so happy to leave prison,
You can say, clap with excitement,
There are also comparative reasons.
Never rule out loneliness, which is a necessity for everyone's life.
Like a fallen leaf, like falling from a tree,
Destined to spend the summer, and then wait until autumn alone,
In fact, the leaves that fall on the ground in autumn are denser.
It's also more powerful,
Just like the fallen leaves finally returned to their roots.
It can also be said that in fact,
After autumn, winter comes.
Perhaps, humans have also started their own hibernation,
After another winter's test,
Then, new leaves began to be born and withered.
Perhaps, fallen leaves are like people,
Repeating simple and complicated things every day,
Perhaps, the fallen leaves are sadder,
Especially in summer, when the weather is like that,
Let the fallen leaves, more obviously some tragic colors.
Modern Poetry of Fallen Leaves 4 Late Autumn, Fallen Leaves and Bluestone Trail
And my carefree and charming mood, dusk arrival
I heard the low voice of fallen leaves.
A few birds are flying around,
A fallen leaf whirled up to my feet.
Enchanted, pick it up,
The thread of life is thorough,
As thin as cicada's wings, the dry background color appears.
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I shuttled through the forest, moving carefully.
All summer, you touch the lush,
Or the silence after beauty, before you get there
The fate of peace-dispersion
Proud soul
Also want to become a bowl of sweet mud
Return the root of light that carries your life. ...
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Samsara begins with the first bud.
This is the cause and effect,
You'll never be alone, wind and rain,
A silent forest, a small river,
It's a paradise where you grew up.
In the long years, I only heard your cheerful voice. ...
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Stone path, moss, years.
You turn your head-cold yellow
I realized it was silent Zen,
You're not sad,
The whole autumn world,
You dance all over the city,
Extreme elegance, colorful landing ...