Miss the modern poetry of the past?

Sometimes, I think I miss the past, but in fact, I'm just mourning the lost time. What poems express nostalgia for the past? The following is what I arranged for you. I hope you like it.

Chapter one: nostalgia for the past

Old things hanging on the wall

I don't know when it was covered with thick dust.

Red gate

Also wrote down the traces of time.

Fallen leaves once wanted to regain the beauty of the past.

The wind and rain have erased the past.

Confused heart

Glittering tears

Memories are overturned by vivid memories.

18 years old

Grow up at the age of 20

After that, there is still a long way to go.

Yi nian Hua kai

Understand a sentence in simple English

Reach out and touch the gentle breath.

But I feel cold.

Never waved.

Youth has been silently separated.

Angels flapped their wings.

A touch of sadness.

Full of ideas

Buried in the deepest memory

I miss the past.

But never go back.

Chapter Two: Nostalgia

Whether time has changed everything,

Now that we've said goodbye to simplicity,

Not as naive as before,

We have all given up too much for our ideals,

Those good old days will disappear with the passage of time,

All that remains is all the memories,

We all miss the past,

Remember you once said that we should go all the way to the end.

But this is just a hypocritical lie.

We all miss the past.

Unintentional harm to you in the past,

It also brought me great pain,

I hate myself for not knowing how to cherish.

We all miss the past. We all hurt each other in the past.

Now I finally understand your love for me in the past,

But I've never been happy.

I know,

I love you myself,

But I always make the wrong choice,

I chose something I regret.

I also know that you once loved me.

You have paid too much for me, but you can get pain again and again.

I really miss the past.

I used to love you, but I still love you now.

This is a secret between you and me.

Missed love is hard to start over.

Only cherish the memories of the past.

Chapter III: Nostalgia

Miss like a butterfly

Like fallen leaves in the yard

Overlap in melancholy happiness

Turn the page where the sparrow jumped.

In the season of worship

The setting sun dyed the back of brass red.

Happy harvest with sickle.

Haystacks guard the fields.

Cheerful laughter awakened dusk and lit up the night.

In those distant years

It is the love of the earth that is hard to give up.

Feeding hunger, feeding fatigue

Gave me a healthy complexion.

Stroll along the dotted streets.

The branches swayed quietly in the breeze.

I picked up a scattered dead leaf.

I smell it, as if I smelled a familiar and kind smell.

Can't help but burst into tears.

Chapter four: I miss the past winter.

Not wearing a white coat

You just walked here.

Cold, not winter.

It is the enthusiasm between people.

Dry, no tears.

Is looking forward to the arrival of snowflakes.

The rest is the wind.

Not fierce

But it can also gently crack your dry skin.

winter

What time?

Your north wind is beginning to soften.

What time?

Sadness creeps up on your face.

What time?

Your sky is no longer blue.

Without winter, the world can't survive.

In winter, for this dirty world.

How can you be soft-hearted

winter

I miss you in the past

I miss your solemn face in the past.

I miss your purity in the snow.

winter

I miss you in the past

Chapter five: nostalgia for the past

The bleak wind,

Will miss floating down,

There are these fallen leaves

Pick it up,

One hundred and four,

You in the distance,

I don't know if you remember,

Said to me,

Always remember,

Miss the past!