Modern poems describing the sun

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The sun is the god who created the world, the breath of the earth, the support for the growth of all things, the hope of all mankind and the sustenance of our souls. The following are modern poems describing the sun. Welcome to reading.

Modern poems describing the sun 1

cross/travel/trek over mountains

Cut the sunshine home.

Top! Stay away from children

Life of debauchery and dogs

continue

Accidental approach

Leaking sunlight

A burning smell spread from his forehead.

Modern poems describing the sun II.

There seems to be anxiety in my heart in the hot summer.

The sun releases her charm with forgetting.

Golden glory, covered with the earth.

Endless hesitation is the shadow that wraps me.

I long for sunshine, golden sun.

Drive away the haze in my heart with the sacred flame

Like a sunflower, I follow the footsteps of the sun.

Looking at the distance, a big black hand forced me to walk slowly into the darkness.

Great sun god, are you bringing light to people?

Please bring hope to mankind.

We begged your pity in the dark.

Let death take away my deepest sorrow.

Join hands with Apollo, golden carriage

Take me to see the sun in my heart

Modern poems describing the sun 3

Autumn sun

This is a square made of gold.

Autumn sun

This is a jewel inlaid with love.

Autumn sun

This is the accumulation of enthusiasm and warmth.

Autumn sun

Although not as charming as spring.

But it is full of the breath of spring.

Although not as hot as summer.

But it is full of green hope.

Although not as subtle as winter.

But it is full of warmth and lingering.

On the tall red maple leaf

I saw a red poem.

On the burning sorghum stalk

I saw the joy of harvest.

On the rippling lake

I heard the fisherman singing.

Ah, the autumn sun

You dyed the earth yellow with wisdom.

You are full.

The wall around the farmhouse

Everywhere in autumn.

There is music written by you.

Modern poems describing the sun 4

Who stole the sun?

The sword laughed at the cold light.

My heart can't help trembling,

Blood condenses into frost.

So I fell.

The earth shook violently:

The mountains stand tall,

The river tore the desolation.

The night still lingers,

The moon gives off a dim light.

Pedestrians have no back,

I still have a smile on my face.

Who is my soul with?

The sun disappeared during the day.

Modern poems describing the sun 5

When the afterglow of the sunset falls from your fingers

I'm trying to collect your light.

Life is lost in the dark night.

I woke up then.

Flames fell from the sky.

My loneliness is a silent volcano.

It kneels in front of you.

Pray for you to appear again.

The ideal of getting out of purgatory

With the blood of your uterus

Walk through the cement forest of the city with dignity.

Looking for your lost ear

The sun, burning the fire of the soul.

Whether you are a disaster, a hurricane or a millstone.

Whether you are a liar, a poisonous woman or XX.

I need your energy.

Sun, galloping pony.

I don't want to blindly follow your path.

I don't expect your light.

Although I can't escape from your palm

The distant stars are calling.

Lure me to climb the mountain of literature

Those magical words were polished in an instant.

No one cares about the Peach Blossom Garden.

I am the illegitimate child of reality and dreams.

I am a derailed train.

I sank in the dark.

I stood up at some point.

Bats saved the afterglow of the sunset.

Inflow into the grave of literature

Nourish my dry soul

Take the tombstone as the paddle and the black coffin as the boat.

Flying on the earth

Shuttle through the sky

Stealing forbidden fruit in God's back garden

Write a poem about the flame in the devil's wine cellar

Put away the dog skin cream

Paste the face of a zombie who was beaten.

Put your hand in the leopard's mouth.

Take out its cowardice

Be an evil monk in a dark castle

Ride a broom and tear off those hypocritical faces

Take a peach wooden sword and an ofuda to Maoshan.

Challenge shura in the cave.

The sun, the sun that ran away without a trace!

Kuafu's behavior is very stupid.

Houyi's bow and arrow are hard to find.

I can only store a little afterglow of you.

When the first star rises,

Take it out and make a sword.

The Trojans hissed and the night wind was fierce.

Let's go, long and lonely adventure

Modern poetry about the sun 6

I chase the sun every day.

This is what I need-bright sunshine.

This sunshine is your favorite.

Bring me a wisp of fragrance

I will follow you in the morning

You, Ran Ran, rise from the East.

With a faint red sun

Dispel the sadness of the night

Continue to rise with you

You will radiate a thousand rays of light.

At that high temperature.

Warm my heart

I have been chasing you.

See the light on the horizon.

Watching your disappearing back

A faint sadness swept through my heart.

At night

Never see the sun again

That you have fallen into my heart.

Burning in my chest

I am at this time.

Lie in bed with your eyes closed.

Seriously recall the happiness of the day.

Sweet sleep

You hit me on the back while I was sleeping.

You caught me while I was sleeping.

You gave all your love in your sleep.

In my sleep, you and I continued to write love chapters.

We hugged in our dreams.

We think in our dreams.

We dream of the future.

We greet the dawn in our dreams.

Modern poems describing the sun 7

Although sometimes clouds cover the fog,

Although it rains suddenly sometimes, the wind is crazy.

Year after year, you are not old,

You always shine.

Bring warmth to the cold,

Bring light to the night.

Without you, nothing can grow,

Just like high water and air.

Modern poems describing the sun 8

Your wings have fallen off.

The world of mortals is towering and the temperature is high.

Change the thickness of my billions of years

The fall of the earth

Thank my soul.

You suck blood

Your true savior.

At the growth rate I inherited from heaven

place

The blood in your body

Instill my pious words

Your quantification is very broad.

Collect the width of my heart

I use my clever lighting

Touch [somebody's] sore spot/sore spot

Nostalgic sky

Mature your seasonal journey.

You broke the silverware directly.

Insert the sculpture I watched.

Return at night

It is the art of your youth.

Put on your winter protective clothing.

I'll come to see you at noon.

sit back for a chat

Your warm smiling face

Your language is getting warmer.

I tear with the north wind

Touch the fragments of your horn.

A tributary of my river.

oar

The night you left.

appreciate

It's on my schedule.

First stop

Modern poems describing the sun 9

Needless to say

At this time, you are a charming mother.

in?fair?weather?prepare?for?foul

Guanghua condensation

show one's face

I'm glad everything is beyond dew's expectation.

The blink of an eye

The earth was caught off guard

It's not just mountains and rivers that shine.

The concept of birds

Grass is very happy.

This tree is amazing.

Flowers are proud.

make faces

Breasts hold your long line.

Dance fashion sequel

Daughter-in-law will be pregnant with XX.

I'll show you everything.

now

Yingying lake

Staged eternal glory.

The last mist in the distant mountains

Carrying your entrustment

Gradually become invisible

Give birth to a new wonderful chapter.

Chapter 6: Solar Rain

Author: Yinhe 0205

On the sun and the earth

A gap in conversation

A few clouds

exhaust

Laugh and frolic

Carelessness/carelessness/carelessness

Touching will hurt my eyes.

teardrop

dotted line

fail

Fell into the stream

Stir running water

Scratching at the foot of the mountain

Fell into the Woods

Disturb a bird

Twittering and jumping around

Fell into the ground

Wet farmers

Run in a panic

Clouds arouse suspicion.

Wonderland is also impetuous?

That is to color the tears.

Throw a rainbow

Competitive enchanting

Modern poems describing the sun 10

A raging mist

Absorbed too much sunlight.

The river is dark.

The fish is sleepy under the grass.

A lazy atmosphere

Pass from one person to another.

Don't greet each other

Only silently accept

Those people far away

sunny day

Standing on the edge of the wasteland sobbing.

Yellow weeds are as quiet as creeping hills.

On the definition of forgetting

Distance has long been silently interpreted.

Drunk night

Loneliness will also take the opportunity to wander.

More and more heavy haze

An invisible conspiracy

Frequent alternation of hallucinations

Let hypocrisy speak well.

Maybe you're secretly accumulating strength.

I won't stop either.

Turn your head to the east in the darkness before dawn

Complete the conditioned reflex to the sword shadow.