1, parting
A sad drizzle
Woven desolate and lingering.
The lyrics are sung at the fingertips.
But I can't draw a deep name in my heart
I can't get out of the deep thoughts in my bone marrow.
Qingshan is not old, but it is a snow-white head.
The green water is carefree, but the face is wrinkled by the wind.
Who holds the needle to twist the thread and light the candle?
Embroider the name on your heart with a needle and thread.
The lights are sparse, the people are sparsely populated, and it is deserted.
I waited quietly.
It seems to be a landscape carved by the years.
Sacrifice one's life for prosperity and beauty
Your fingertips slide through my tears.
Burning my life's lovesickness.
I don't know your warm hands
Can you carry me for life?
Your frozen heart
Can you bear my deep affection for thousands of years?
Red dust is like a dream.
Loneliness falls in the dim moonlight.
Flowers swaying and falling
How many vicissitudes and gloom are there?
A faint parting
Full of profound thoughts
In a sudden look back
Roll up a curtain of fireworks
Then the light string sang indifferently, like water passing by.
Youmeng sandalwood
Through my mind
A place with bad dreams
Carve your smile gallery.
Write a note of tears
Like my vicissitudes of life
Winding to your distant heart
Your tenderness slides freely between my fingers.
Tonight, my mind sank into the ocean of sadness.
I can only let my thoughts touch your illusory and uncertain face.
Missing is like a roll
Weave your soul and dreams.
Time flies.
Leave some room for thought.
Pour out my thoughts.
Touch the smile you gave me.
Standing on the acacia coast
But I can't reach the other side.
Just because there is a dream on the other side, there is you in the dream.
be infatuated with
Falling flowers all over the sky
Love decides that all three lives are empty.
Smoke billowed around.
Thin sadness condenses into thoughts.
Let words bloom at your fingertips like flowers.
This is a sad scene.
Sigh young.
Withered in the fleeting time of the iron fence
Broken and poetic
The world of mortals is gentle
The withered flowers are lonely and prosperous.
A piece of music gently evokes a touch of sadness.
Falling on a sleepless night
You are like a soul.
Will you bring a bunch of flowers?
Listen to my thoughts.
A casual stare
Leave lingering tenderness in time.
Eyebrows droop.
A sad song made me suffer for half my life.
A chapter is broken, my life is safe.
I silently pursue your face in the shadow of the wind.
A tender feeling planted your shadow in my heart.
Take thought as soil and love as fertilizer.
Contains a beautiful long-cherished wish
I am under the moon and you are in my heart.
laugh in one's beard
Dip it gently
Write a song about lovesickness.
The past is gone.
A solitary lamp burned all my love.
A cup of hot tea has burned all my sad and happy years.
who is it? Who is whispering?
Singing forever, forever.
Who listened to the wind?
Thought it was a farewell song
In the distant days
Waiting for a lonely and desolate season.
The world of mortals sighs lightly.
A shy smile like a flower
Holding hands and waving sleeves
Shake off the misty dust on your fingertips.
In the past, who was in the water, waiting for the stone to turn?
Who is wrinkling in the quiet center deep in the flowers?
In the afterlife, who will be the lotus in that pool and feel at ease?
In this life, I promise to be with you forever.
Fall in love with the whole country and devote your life to it.
2. "parting"
Your parting.
Broke the silence of winter
The world seems to have fallen into the abyss.
The soul is hidden in the bottom of the valley.
Dance of tears and ice and snow
Crying and cold wind chorus
The fat snowman is laughing quietly in the field.
Laugh with tears and blood.
I see your back disappearing into my world.
Like a flower disappearing into the charming nature.
Never feel the lingering between your fingers again.
Your smile is dim and gloomy.
Memories ferment in the brain.
Precipitate beautiful dregs
We agree that staying together is more fragile than dead leaves.
When the wind blows, it turns to dust and sleeps under the soil.
Your parting.
This is the most biting cold wind in winter.
Carve a scar in my heart
Left me with bouts of pain.
Gentle words have now turned into contempt.
Once the promise has also become a lie.
Let the oath drift with the wind
Don't think about where it came from.
You should forget everything about yourself.
Let parting be a relief.
I laughed and cried.
When the roses are in full bloom
I will also pick one and scatter it on the ground.
I have loved and hurt.
When the snow falls.
I also remember to wear an extra dress.
Step 3 separate
Don't give up, fill the turning foothole step by step.
A gentle wife will tell you everything.
The faltering daughter called "Dad"
There is also a pair of stumbling parents in tears.
I have to leave because
A strong body, a shoulder bearing the care of a lover.
A flowered skirt and a daughter on one shoulder.
Hold up your parents' old age with both hands.
The luggage at the back is full of worry and attachment.
The days are hanging on the branches, and the wind is sunny.
In a foreign land, missing begins to jointing.
A family photo soothed the restlessness at night.
In reinforced concrete, find a conical land.
Or squatting or sitting, chewing in steamed bread and rice every day.
A bowl of egg drop soup is cold and disdainful.
Oil-black fingers revived at the bottom of the bowl.
Touch your wrinkled pocket and start thinking.
Quit smoking tomorrow, for the bow on my daughter's head.
For that beautiful promise
Let's go to see the sea when spring is blooming.
4. the day of parting
Parting,
The day of parting,
I am far away,
Between heaven and earth,
Call your name.
You in the distance,
Did you hear that,
My inner call.
How many dreams,
How many times in the storm,
How many wanderings,
How many times of enthusiasm!
How many songs of passion.
Wandering me,
Still so persistent,
So enthusiastic, so unforgettable.
Unforgettable
On the day of parting,
Sad days,
Lonely days,
Like a profound picture.
Wait,
Shining with affection.
In deep affection,
With a heart connection,
And sincere entrustment.
Walking on the road of wandering,
Wandering me,
Counting those years,
Look at the sky of the years.
In my heart,
It's the missing heart that keeps cutting!
5. The season of parting
On this day, you should pack your bags.
On this day, we will sail and sail.
On this day, I want to watch you go.
This day is coming.
The season of parting
Can you stop being sad?
Nobody wants to be a middleman in this game.
I thought you would leave quietly.
But I still can't comfort myself.
I said that if we meet for a long time, we will meet again.
I said I would let you accompany me for the rest of my life.
How many habits will you change?
How many changes should we adapt to?
How many dreams are worth chasing?
How many chases are drifting away with dreams.
How many times have I turned around and you sat next to me?
I don't know how long it will take to get familiar with this change.
How many times have I said I graduated?
Caring for each other, silent, uncontrollable sadness
I cried, laughed, dreamed and said I was sorry.
I love and hate being drunk and saying I'm sorry.
We got together and cried, only goodbye.
I smile with sadness.
Your back takes away your eyes.
You have disappeared from the crowd.
I will never see your back again.
Wave your hand and you run away.
Wave and you rush.
Wave, I stare alone.
Wave and I'll be like you.
Related knowledge:
Modern poetry, also known as "vernacular poetry", can be traced back to the late Qing Dynasty, which is a kind of poetry. Compared with classical poetry, although it is written for feeling things, it is generally informal in format and rhythm.
Modern poetry is free in form and rich in connotation. Image management is more important than rhetoric application, which completely breaks through the characteristics of ancient poetry "gentle and sincere, mourning without complaining", and puts more emphasis on free and open, straightforward statement and communication between "feeling and invisibility"
trait
Modern poetry is free in form and rich in connotation, and image management is more important than rhetoric application. Compared with ancient poetry, although they all perceive things and reflect the soul, they completely break through the characteristics of ancient poetry, which are "gentle and sincere, mourning without complaining", and emphasize more on free and open, straightforward statements, and communication between sensible and intangible.
The mainstream of modern poetry is free verse. Free verse is the product of the May 4th New Culture Movement, which uses vernacular in form, breaking the shackles of old-style poetry, and mainly reflects new life and expresses new ideas in content.
classify
According to the form: metrical poems, free poems.
According to genre: fairy tale poems, fable poems, prose poems, verse poems, etc.
According to the forms of expression: narrative poems and lyric poems.
Divide according to expression
Divided into narrative poems and lyric poems. This is divided according to the expression of the content of the work.
ballad
There are relatively complete story lines and characters in poetry, which are usually expressed by the poet's passionate singing style. Epic, story poem and poetic novel all belong to this category. Ancient Greek Homer's epics such as Heriat and Odyssey; Story poems, such as Wang Gui and Li Xiangxiang by China poet Li Ji, and Monkey King by Mingzhe and Lacny; Don Juan by British poet Byron and yevgeni onegin by Russian poet Pushkin. Representative poems:
lyrics
Social life is mainly reflected by directly expressing the poet's thoughts and feelings, and it is not required to describe complete stories and characters. Such as love songs, carols, elegies, elegies, pastoral songs, satirical poems, etc.
Narration and lyricism are not absolutely separated. Narrative poetry is also lyrical, but its lyricism requires close combination with narrative. Lyric poems often describe some fragments of life, but they can't be spread out, and they must obey the needs of lyricism.
According to the phonological rhythm and structural form of the language, it can be divided into metrical poems, free poems, prose poems and rhyming poems, and classified according to the phonological rhythm and structural form of the language of the work.
Metrical Poetry
It is a poem written in a certain format and rules. It has strict rules on the number of lines, the number of words (or syllables), the tone and rhyme, the antithesis of words and the arrangement of sentence patterns. For example, China's ancient poems, quatrains, words and songs, and European sonnets. And the four-character, six-character and eight-character fonts of metrical new poems. In the future, more modern new poems will also have meter.
Free verse
It is a newly developed poetic style in modern Europe and America. It is not limited by metrical rules, has no fixed format, pays attention to natural and internal rhythm, and uses rhymes roughly similar or without rhymes. The number of words, lines, sentence patterns and tones are relatively free, and the language is relatively popular. Whitman, an American poet (1819-1892), is the founder of European and American free verse, and Leaves of Grass is his main collection of poems. This poetic style has also become popular in China since the May 4th Movement.
Poetry in prose
It is a literary genre with the characteristics of both prose and poetry. There are poetic artistic conception and passion in the works, which are often full of philosophy, pay attention to the natural rhythm and the beauty of music, and are short in length, like prose, unbranched and rhyming. For example, Lu Xun's Wild Grass is for reference only, Yi Jinlan Mountain.
rhyme
Rhyme belongs to a literary genre. As the name implies, it generally means that the end of a poem must rhyme and read like a ballad, regardless of the beat and rhythm. Rhyme poetry here refers to modern rhyme poetry, which belongs to a new type of poetry, rhyming new poetry, with regular rhyme but asymmetrical pace (rhythm). Wang Guozhen is the most representative. At present, there are Ding Xiang (northern ronin), Qiu Le and Shen Hongzhou who inherit this poetic style. Theoretically, Xiao Qu and Sun's research group on metrical new poetry made a detailed study and explanation of modern metrical poetry and the theory of metrical poetry.