Modern poetry in a hurry

Poetry is a literary genre that expresses feelings and wishes. It is a literary genre with a certain rhythm and rhythm, which vividly expresses the author's rich emotions in highly concise language and reflects the social life in a concentrated way. The following are my hurried modern poems. Welcome to read and study.

light-minded

That year, youth, we were separated by two rows of tables.

Class, class, count ten minutes between classes.

Thinking of passing by you, you can pass by your world.

After graduation, I turned around and thought I was a stranger from now on.

It's neither too early nor too late, and the school day just happened to hit.

In the same direction, on the same train, we met unexpectedly.

North and south, separated by two rows of seats.

We each ran in our own direction.

I look up, you look down, I don't know if it's just right or pretend, we still miss it.

And your silhouette has been deeply imprinted in my mind.

I still can't stop guessing what you think.

I think your favorite color is the sweatshirt of grade one.

Do you remember

The diary of that year is your name and everything to you.

Turn it over again

In the diary of the university, it is written that there will be no more tears because of missing. Swear.

Later, you and I never had the same next stop.

I think I should turn off all the news and news about you.

Since then, we have been in a hurry.

Perhaps, I will be grateful for this farewell without goodbye in my youth.

time flies

There is no time to be born.

I want to know whether the world is beautiful or cruel.

It turned out to be cruel, but it was definitely not without beauty.

I was born and I cried.

It can be seen that many hardships have to be experienced.

When I was young,

My aunt took me to play, but she lost me.

A man took me to his house,

Just sitting there.

Later, my father found me and took me home.

That man was also punished by law.

Strangely, I didn't cry?

What if I really can't be found that time?

My life will definitely change a lot. Another person called me baby, and another person took me to play. ...

Went to elementary school.

I play with children every day, but if they play with the donkey trough, I won't play.

Later, I went to school by bike, such a small boy, an old bike.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, hot and cold summer, that's all.

Went to junior high school

From then on, I began to live on campus, and it has been eight years now.

Maybe that's why I don't want to go home.

Home is so dull, so dull.

Every day, people say: Be good.

……

I am so lonely!

Who will accompany me,

But I found out,

There is no one around me.

Yes,

I am not afraid of loneliness, and I am not afraid of loneliness.

But I'm afraid of loneliness.

future

Keep telling yourself and telling others.

The future is beautiful.

I believe

If life is just like the first time, hurry that year.

Time has tears.

The pace of travel has not stopped.

The rings of the years are still turning.

Look at the sky, the stars point to the north.

Who do you miss?

We shine on each other.

We are attracted to each other.

What makes me part at the best time?

Quicksand doesn't want to pass.

Run like hell

Crickets remind us of the arrival of summer.

Plum blossoms are dressed up in the cold of winter.

Tell you

No one can control the changes of the four seasons.

The sorrow of the old man in time

Spring rain is as precious as oil.

Those are the tears of time.

Dynasty change

Changes of years

The prosperous times of the Tang Dynasty gradually drifted away.

Say goodbye to a generation of Yin Jun.

This country has lost its soul.

I often hear comments.

May time go back and we return to that prosperous time.

Enjoy poverty

The pursuit is free and easy.

The hourglass is slowly leaking.

It's not sand, it's tears of time.

Quack landing

as white as polished jade

Be soiled by this dirty dust

Cry unconsciously

What about us?

Hate myself for being out of place.

Look forward, think back, and strive to compete with the years.

Time lets you get rid of your will.

Block the sudden appearance of light

Is it the credit of time or sadness?

Catkins are flying.

Those are your tears.

A river that is gone forever.

Travel between heaven and earth

time flies

Tears are like gravel

Say goodbye slowly

looking for self

time flies

Pick up that time

Look at sb. carefully

Full of joy and sadness.

time flies

The youth we missed together

Over time

In my dream, I had countless dreams.

The roses came out that year.

Catkin flying

You always put those petals

Put it on the tip of your nose and smell it.

Said it had a sweet smell.

The bell rings.

Belly laughter echoed in the corridor.

We are so innocent.

play

On the big playground

Dandelions all over the sky are kissing your face

You smiled and reached for it.

It is naughty to play hide-and-seek with you.

Every time a light rain knocks on the corridor window.

Just run there.

Stick your hand out of the window.

Touch the coldness of raindrops.

Look, Bai Yutang is open again.

But no one smells it.

Look, dandelions are flying in the air again.

But no one plays hide-and-seek with it

Our spring.

Belong to our memories

Belong to our time.

Grow old at any time

When one day, if you hear.

Raindrops smile on the window.

When one day, if you see

Dandelions twinkle in the blue sky.

You will understand.

That year was a hurry.

You and I have witnessed the arrival of spring.