The sun always brings people warm energy. Please enjoy what I brought.
A modern poem about the sun: Song of the Sun
The sun, the sun that stings my heart!
The sun always brings people warm energy. Please enjoy what I brought.
A modern poem about the sun: Song of the Sun
The sun, the sun that stings my heart!
Drove away the wandering dream of going home,
Add his nine-bend ileum for twelve hours!
The sun, the burning sun!
Dry the dew on the grass tip,
Can you dry the cold tears of the wanderer?
The sun, the sun driven by six dragons!
Save me my daily probation,
I ran for five years in one day. What are the disadvantages?
The sun-golden bird-the sun!
Let me ride you around the world every day,
You can visit your hometown once a day!
The sun, the sun just rising in the corner of the building!
Didn't you just come from our east?
My hometown is still intact at the moment?
The sun, the sun from my hometown!
Is the official willow in Beijing wrapped in autumn?
Alas! I am as haggard as late autumn!
The sun, the never-ending sun!
You seem homeless, too.
Ah! Your life is as unimaginable as mine!
Sun, self-improvement sun!
The universe is probably your hometown.
Can you show me the direction of my hometown?
The sun, this is not like my mountains and rivers, the sun!
The wind and clouds here have another common color,
The tone of birds singing here is particularly bleak.
The sun, the sun of life!
But who doesn't know that you are passionate about the eastern half of the ball,
At the same time, it is the light of wisdom in the western half of the ball?
The sun is also the sun in my hometown!
I can't go back to my hometown at the moment,
I will call you my hometown, and I will get what I want.
The sun, shining with kindness!
See you later, I should go home once;
My hometown is not underground, but in the sky!
Facing the sun
In the morning, I woke up from my sleep,
I am glad to see your brilliance;
Although I was sleepy last night,
Troubled by countless nightmares.
Your fresh, gentle, bright and clean luster,
Shining on my long-unopened window,
Paint enough paper with a pale yellow color like pollen,
Embedded in a light blue neat grid,
I was so grateful that I got out of bed.
Open and close the window for a winter,
Let you weave the bright tablecloth with all the gold wires,
Spread it out on my table by the window.
So, I was surprised to see you:
So real that there is no doubt that,
You stand on the top of the mountain opposite,
Smile so clearly.
I tried to open my eyes to see you,
Eager to capture your image,
How intense, how trance, how solemn!
Your light stung my pupils.
Sun, your immortal philosopher,
You bring happiness to the world,
Even if I have the misfortune to meet you,
I also feel your comfort in my heart.
You are the blacksmith of time,
A good life;
You cast the days into countless golden wheels,
Flying in the ancient wasteland ...
Without you, sun,
All life will crawl in the shadow,
Even with wings, it can only be like a bat.
Fly in the eternal night.
I love you as people love their mothers,
You provide light and heat for my thoughts and thoughts-
Let me live with passion and suffer for my ideals.
Until my life was taken away by death.
After a long and lonely winter,
Today, I want to go to the top of the mountain
Dissolve my clothes,
Bathe my soul with your light ...
: sun lover
Through the boundless water curtain cloud,
I can see your helpless and troubled eyes,
Look straight at the incomparable golden awn,
Broken by clouds,
Instead of falling to the earth.
You are covered with endless grey tulle,
Makes people wonder if you're still insisting,
Sunny days after nine o'clock.
That doesn't count,
They growled and used lightning,
Whip you and my eyes mercilessly,
And try to impact our unanimous ideals.
But I know you must still be up there,
Before the endless nauseating darkness comes,
You decided to join them,
People who love you and me,
And I firmly believe that we will not be in this annoying gray all the time.
And I,
More ardent expectations,
You used something thousands of times stronger than lightning.
Bright and warm,
Resolutely and violently separate them,
So I can step on the seven-color bridge of victory,
Walking by your side,
Forever.
: the sun
spark
Liao burned an oriental cloud.
The sun came out of the oven.
Natural enthusiasm
Give us the cheapest warmth.
dusk
You fell off a cliff.
Fall into the bloody sunset
Those trees are running around.
The light in front of us has gone out.
See you all night.
Looking for your lanterns hanging all over the sky.
What the hell
The moon went, too.
Until morning.
I just saw you lift the veil's face.
Poetry recommendation about the sun:
1, the red sun is not good, and the bright moon is temporarily in Beijing.
2, just cleaned up by the sun, but taught the moon to send the future.
3, half-life fate, Chinese and foreign small return items, ugly change loves grandchildren.
The sunlight leaks to the bottom slightly, and thin clouds are piled up on the water vapor.
5. Shallow streams are shattered by sunshine, and wild forests are long and gloomy.
6. Yunou is different from him in the past. He always comes from watching Kung Fu.
7, the sun is full of front households, and the snow is half court.
Sighing at the gap in the west window, it's just dawn.
In the spring of 9 and 90, the sun fights, and the mountain city slants apricot flowers.
10, the next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are of different colors.
1 1, Ge boat flies through the waves, and iron horse shoots sunlight.
12, Donglang stood in the east, looking forward to the sun.
13, Low Ang Gold Cup, shining in the morning light.
14, at noon on weeding day, sweat dripped down the soil.
15, red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, who is dancing with color training? After the rain, the sun went down again and the mountains were blue.