Inspirational Modern Poetry: At the moment of reading, I felt like a plant.
Shake the finely divided branches and leaves
Walk in the sun and keep quiet.
Between the lines.
Writing, thinking
What can we do,
And what not to do.
I doubt everything from heaven.
Humble voice, so far away, so close.
Screaming and stabbing.
Inspirational modern poem: "fig" I don't blossom.
It's because of inner melancholy
No one knows the clock
Insomnia in rainy season
The orbit is moist. Correlation and irrelevance
She was imprisoned in an invisible cage.
Countless dusk
The sprouted branches continue to grow.
In autumn. There. Huang Chengcheng's
Fruit, Silence and Danger
One by one.
Falling silently.
Inspiring modern poetry: the moon is a glass of wine, which brings me my shadow and makes the three of us.
Alone with you
Gaowuguishang
However, the ubiquitous silver
Be full of worries
The moon is a glass mouth.
Night hangs over the bottle.
Drunk, hazy moon
Those hiccups in life
Inspirational modern poem: "Look at the willows in the wind" My vision is too long.
Straighten the lines of night poetry from the roughness of human beings
Say goodbye to dreams
Holding the moonlight on the river bank
Dear, give the earth a kiss.
Wear it on the seat
Everything since yesterday has entered the abdominal cavity.
Let it blossom and bear fruit year after year.
Brewing in spring and summer, accompanied by autumn and winter.
A glass of blue moon wine.
Look at a pool of spring scenery
Incite sleeves
I refine alcohol to weave cloth.
Carrying body temperature under the fabric,
Infected autumn lotus
Put a sharp blade in the hole.
Cutting climbing wire
Some soft propulsion shell.
It's too late. Stand back.
Can only be reborn in water.
At night.
Rain or shine.
Buried in the artistic conception, watching the wicker being melodramatic in the wind.
You touch that heart.
Always wet, reflected on the wave shadow.
Inspirational modern poem: "A piece of snow in the whole city" I don't want to say it for so many years.
Say you and me, say you and me.
Too many tears exhausted the clear spring.
Whenever the wind blows,
I hid in the city wall.
Can't walk out of the pool of sadness
The sunset has already been soaked in wine.
When winter comes,
Waiting for the arrival of snow.
I can drink the world of mortals with you.
Fill the eyes of the whole city
Three thousand lovers will never swim.
I want to open snowflakes.
Sprinkle all the love songs outside the window in winter.