Describe modern poems under street lamps.

Under the streetlights, as night falls, the noise of the city gradually dissipates, leaving only peace. Street lamps illuminate the dark streets, projecting soft light, like a bright lamp, leading the lost people.

Under the street lamp, I stood quietly, feeling the pulse of the city. Vehicles passed by and pedestrians hurried by. They all have their own home and stories. And I, just a passing bystander, watched all this silently.

Under the street lamp, I saw the shadow of loneliness. Someone hurried by, but no one stopped to talk to them. Some people bow their heads, immerse themselves in their own world and have no intersection with the people around them. Loneliness pervades the city, like a boundless darkness.

Under the street lamp, I saw the warm light. Someone stopped to feed the stray cat; Someone gave a helping hand to help an old man who fell; Some people smile at strangers to convey a kind of warmth. Although these lights are small, they can illuminate the whole city.

Under the street lamp, I saw the pursuit of my dream. Young people, with dreams, strive to move forward. They may fail or get hurt, but they never give up. They believe that as long as they persist, they can realize their dreams and make life better.

Under the street lamp, I saw the shining of love. Someone is holding hands with lovers and strolling along the street together; Someone has prepared a surprise for his lover to make them feel endless warmth; Someone silently guards the lover and holds up a sky for them. Love flows in this city, which makes people feel endless happiness.

Under the street lamp, I saw a promising tomorrow. Although there are many difficulties and challenges in this city, people never lose heart. They believe that as long as they work hard, they can create a better tomorrow. They injected hope into the city with their own actions.

Under the street lamp, I saw the true meaning of life. Life is not perfect, full of all kinds of difficulties and setbacks. But it is these difficulties and setbacks that make us stronger and braver. Under the illumination of street lamps, we learned to cherish, to be grateful and to persist.

I saw my own shadow under the street lamp. I am no longer a bystander, but a participant. I want to use my own actions to bring a little warmth to this city and a little hope to this world. Under the illumination of street lamps, I will move on and pursue my dreams.