Modern poetry at the end of the year

Modern poetry at the end of the year 1 winter solstice at the end of the year cold

The sunshine is still warm.

Vines resting in the greenhouse

Blinking green eyes and looking out of the window.

Apologize for the broken dead branches

Apologize: Birds in the sky

Fish frozen on the sea.

Yellow leafy grass on the hillside.

And the soil fertilizer that nourishes its growth

I walk in the restless wind.

Apologize for the end of this year.

Apologize for the soup and cereal I swallowed.

Apologize for the innocent creatures around you

Apologize for every piece of paper and pen stranded.

Apologize for Fahua's old face.

Apologize for my wasted time.

That's not enough.

I also want to learn to listen to stop.

Learn to speak slowly.

I would like to retire in the long wind on a white horse.

Plant a large peach blossom in a quiet mountain forest

In the next year, when the spring breeze destroys everything.

With the courage of rebirth.

Soothe every inch of land under your feet.

A sky eager to be understood

Modern poetry at the end of the year II See the end of the year again.

See also the end of the year.

Yu Yan Nanguo

Sparse oblique rain

Curtains woven into dreams

Dancing in the night sky

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Cold is aggressive.

The night is hazy.

The year is drawing near.

Wandering alone under the street lamp

Anxious to return can't sleep.

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The old days are unforgettable.

Night place

Memories of a previous relationship

How many past events have time mottled?

How much affection does the misty rain get wet?

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When you are homesick

Embrace a wisp of heart fragrance

Tender and tender.

Solve many hesitations.

How much loneliness and loneliness have been rendered

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Home is by Wanquan River.

Clear river water

Quietly flowing

For thousands of years.

From our village entrance.

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The coconut trees on the shore are blooming.

Ten miles of fragrance, fragrance

Betel nut trees are unwilling to be lonely.

Work together to plan the flowering period of the opening year

Give the homeless a surprise to go home.

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Some parting thoughts

Long run

stri?one’s?blood

Condense into ardent expectations

Go home for the New Year.

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See also the end of the year.

A hint of homesickness

Deep desire

Haunt me.

There are thousands of waves of joy.

Modern poetry at the end of the year is not only my writing year, but also my harvest year.

Thanks to two people. One is dead and the other has never met.

The poet Dong Dangzi passed away. It's a sea rainbow I've never met before.

The death of the poet activated my sense of language and inspired me like the sunrise of a year.

And the young writer Hai Hong, her wish is actually very simple-

Let my hippo "stop diving" and "continue to publish articles"

Out of love for my own writing, this requirement is not simple.

Two people, two accidents. Decided to write from summer to winter.

"Wu Jianian is like nirvana to me." A hunch came true at the end of the year.

In the sixteenth issue, I once put forward the concept of "subtracting life".

The same is true of writing. Cherish ink, in the final analysis, is a manifestation of cherish happiness.

Among Chinese punctuation marks, only ellipsis is rarely used.

And this elf seems to be sleeping in the forest of thoughts.

As we all know, ellipsis means "endless words."

Besides, exclamation marks are so rampant now.

How could you forget? Ellipsis actually stands for "subtraction writing".

Sometimes, a bubble of urine becomes a big river! This is not environmentally friendly.

Just like the sun, it is new every day because it is sad because it doesn't shine.

In my opinion, the end of the Sino-Japanese War is a new starting point. This is also an end point.

Thanks again to two people, two decisive accidents.