A modern poem about war 1 peace and war
Such gunshots are like daily routine.
If you have an appointment, you will come on time.
The echo rumbled and the silence was fragmented.
Screaming crowds, and
A crowd that had no time to scream.
Submerged in the night and roar
Torn by the light of the explosion.
Lord, people pray:
Let it all go.
Forget it, it's all for peace.
Stop it, for all this peace.
Stop it, for all this peace.
Stop it, for all this peace.
For all this peace.
The gun aimed at the gun again.
Faint light faint pen, again.
A numb poet
look on coldly
Write down:
here
Death is a kind of pain.
Living is another kind of pain.
Misfortune is a kind of pain.
Survival is another kind of pain.
here
A corpse describes sadness.
People get used to it and put up with it.
When death becomes a partner
The authorities raised their guns and shouted for peace.
In the alley, beside the street.
Ruins of sneer
Ghosts under the ruins
Reluctant to leave.
Modern War Poem 2 "Peace"
What is this?
Let the hero's blood
Red, our history.
What is this?
Let the smoke of hatred
Leave the earth with a smile
We can reject a cruel soul.
But we can't refuse a friendly hand.
Modern War Poetry Part III "A War"
No smoke
A war
Who loved first?
Who lost?
wind
Shoot down a dream
fail
two people
A deep emotion, a melancholy.
One is in the desert.
One is in the swamp.
Modern War Poetry 4 My War by Lin Chuan
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I have a Gu Jian with five mountains in my hand.
It's rusty.
These are some blood.
These are the cries of life.
I have a high imitation saber in my hand.
It executes the old program.
Go deep into the characteristics and details of each tribe.
Go deep into the laws and colors of each historical period.
I have a controlled knife in my hand.
There are different modes of its advance and retreat.
There was a crowd on one side and shouts on the other.
There is a city on one side and a village on the other.
I will always belong to the age of cold weapons
I fought a modern war with cold weapons.
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Bullets will make life travel at high speed.
Shells will make life full of vitality.
A nuclear bomb will make life disappear.
I hold my cold weapon.
My life has been smashed countless times.
I stabbed a Fuhrer.
I cut off the detonator.
I sleep in the street.
I won every war.
The chariots of the gods ran over his father's glasses.
The child's homework was scattered all over the floor.
Wife's lover is repairing weapons.
The doorknob of the neighbor's house has long been destroyed.
I called a friend.
Or a friend called me.
It is said that there was an earthquake at 1 1 05 tonight.
Do you still have that iou?
I put up another flag on the hillside.
Anyway, continue my war.
Modern War Poems Chapter 5 "War"
Darkness attacked the lonely wall again.
Spear and shield fight again.
Looking at the empty granary
Despair is mixed with hesitation.
There is still a little sadness and hope.
The dream is gone.
At this time, the rest is the uncooked plasma in the body.
The cry outside the city
Murder is like the wind
Curled with yellow sand and blood
Wrapped in the chaos of time and space
Close your eyes and smell fear.
Trembling is the sword and gun in the hand that fights with the devil.
Lonely city
A defeated soldier guards the sun of tomorrow.
Listening to his breathless exhaustion
Look at the red light in his sleepless eyes.
A grimace of a grin, a crazy.
Somehow aroused from a kind heart
Wander wildly
What collapsed was everything that used to be.
The Jedi began with an evil past.
All noble beliefs, civilized manners.
There is no dazzling light.
To be or not to be?
It is no longer a pile of earth and cement in the sky and underground that can dominate this place.
Lonely city
The outside is full of vicious cries.
There is a panic of running out of ammunition and food.
Give up everything.
War is just a killing field for one person.
It's just a little sad and tragic.
See loneliness.
Ride with the reins relaxed-let nature take its course
drop by
pass
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