A modern poem about spring rain: the patter of rain at night.
Beating the dead leaves outside the window
know nothing at all
Spring in Jiangnan,
Is it so cold?
Rain at night
Can you knit a piece of silk?
Under the clear sky tomorrow night
Fly over the mountains
cross a river
Floating to the laurel garden where Chang 'e waved long sleeves.
The second modern poem about Spring Rain: Spring Rain Spring Rain is a poetess.
Playing the ancient Greek harp;
Thin and dense silver thread,
It's a messy string.
She used the monotonous old tune,
Sing eternal love.
The snake heard the piano,
Say goodbye to the long hibernation;
Changhe heard the piano,
Untie the frozen river;
The grass heard the piano,
Spring buds are tender;
The wicker heard the piano,
Swinging Rouman's waist;
The flowers heard the piano,
Opened the baby's heart.
The earth heard the piano,
Put on a colorful dress in a hurry.
Chunyu is a lyric poet,
Play a thousand-year-old guqin;
Singing the monotonous old tune,
Sing eternal love.
Yu Chunyu: Spring Rain, here she comes.
With the drift of beauty,
With the scent of beauty,
A little bit, a wisp,
Free and easy with a delicate voice.
Here she comes,
With the sweetness of the clear spring,
With bee lotion,
Bit by bit, bit by bit,
The heart that nourishes everything.
Here she comes,
Broad-minded,
Selfless dedication,
Time and time again,
Embrace the earth gently.
She's gone,
Walking with a pure heart and nature,
Go with the flow and walk quietly.
In an instant, everything was cut off,
There will be no excessive demands.
She's gone,
With thousands of kisses,
With the beauty of leaving,
Everywhere, piece by piece,
Embrace the separation of everything.
Stay,
Eager to give everything,
True love for everything,
Bundle, a box,
Good feelings and good harvest?
Modern Poetry 4 on Spring Rain: Drunken Dancing Spring Rain is like a drizzle falling on the earth.
Through some transparent light
This is obviously the brilliance of the sun.
Squint for
But I can't see the sun.
Walking in the drizzle of spring.
My heart dances in the rain.
Wandering with my infinite happiness
Raindrops fell on the tips of my eyelashes.
Brush one's cheek
Cold-cold
Not a chill.
Raindrops are very small and thin.
I have hairy spots on my hair.
The delicate grass on the river bank.
Show off the yellow-green color of youth
There is a shallow spring tide in the river.
Swallows are hovering in the rain and fog on the river.
That bend of spring water flowing eastward
Can we spend this spring?
Take me to the paradise of my dreams
The Fifth Modern Poem about Spring Rain —— The Lake Light by the Spring Rain Lake
The pavilion is faintly visible
The rain flower blossomed.
What time is it in Bai Niao?
Winged and feathered
Stick to the water
Full of beautiful colors
The lake is ethereal.
Wandering light waves
Have a good view of the future
Yiyi Liu Yang
Send me to love.
Yan Ying and Rhododendron
Acoustic interweaving
echo each other at a distance
Chunyuhu
How I wish
You can be like a poem.
Emerge from a painting
Hold a small umbrella
brick by brick
A skirt swaying in the rain
Striking the strings of fog
Ruyimei Leng Xiang
Fly to my heart