Like a lotus flower, I am too ashamed to enjoy the cold.
-Xu Zhimo
I remember that wonderful moment,
You appeared before my eyes.
Like a flash in the pan,
Like a pure and beautiful elf.
-(Russia) Pushkin
She walked in the beautiful light and shadow,
Just like the night sky in Wan Li, there are no clouds and stars.
The most beautiful light and dark colors,
In her appearance and eyes.
Like sunlight reflected from the morning dew,
But softer and darker than that light.
-(British) Byron
You are a flower, you are a lovely child,
I recognized you from your kiss,
No flower's lips are so gentle,
No flower's tears burn so hot.
-(Germany) Heine
Like a field of lilacs,
I missed this girl.
-Dai Wangshu
The golden glow of the morning glow,
It may not be so brilliant,
Like the light shining on you,
That can't be hidden, the most beautiful glory.
-(British) Shelley
I'll give you these first If it is not enough, you can continue to leave messages for it.
2. Poems describing modern women walking alone with oiled paper umbrellas.
Wandering in the long, long
Lonely rain lane,
I hope to see
Like cloves.
A girl with a grudge.
She does.
Clove-like color,
Lilac-like fragrance,
Sad as cloves,
Mourning in the rain,
Sadness and hesitation;
She lingers in this lonely rain lane,
Hold an oil-paper umbrella
Like me,
Like me.
In silence
Cold, sadness and melancholy.
She approached quietly,
Get close and throw again.
Breathing eyes
She floated by.
Like a dream,
As sad and confused as a dream.
Floating like a dream
A lilac field,
I passed this girl by;
She left silently, left,
Towards the decaying wall,
Walk through this rainy path.
In the lamentation of the rain,
Remove her color,
Spread her fragrance,
Disappeared, even hers
Breathing eyes
Lilac is melancholy.
Holding an oil-paper umbrella alone
Wandering in the long, long
Lonely rain lane,
I hope to float over.
Like cloves.
A girl with a grudge.
3. Modern Poems about Boys and Girls I Sing for Boys and Girls-He Qifang
I sing for boys and girls.
I sing in the morning,
I sing hope,
I sing about things that belong to the future.
I sing about the power of growth.
My song,
You can fly,
Fly to the hearts of young people
Find the place where you stay.
Everything that makes me tremble is like grass.
Happy or beautiful thoughts,
Turn it into sound, fly around,
Whether it's like a breeze
Or a piece of sunshine.
Gently from my strings
Losing the sadness of adulthood,
I'm young again,
My blood is bleeding fast,
I am full of dreams and longing for life.
4. Classic modern poem (for girls) "To the Oak Tree"
Shu Ting
If I love you-
Unlike climbing Campbell,
Show off with your tall branches:
If I love you-
Never imitate spoony birds,
Repeat monotonous songs for the shade;
It is not just like a fountain,
Send cool comfort all year round;
It is not just like a dangerous peak, it increases your height and sets off your dignity.
Even during the day.
Even spring rain.
No, these are not enough!
I must be a kapok beside you,
Standing with you as the image of a tree.
Roots, close to the ground,
Leaves, touching in the clouds.
Every time a gust of wind blows,
We all greet each other,
But no one
Understand what we said.
You have your copper branches and iron stems,
Like a knife, like a sword,
Like halberds,
I have my red flowers,
Like a heavy sigh,
Like a heroic torch,
We share cold waves, storms and lightning;
We enjoy the fog, the rainbow,
As if we were separated forever,
But they depend on each other all their lives,
This is great love,
Loyalty is here:
Not only love your strong body,
I also love your stand and the land under your feet.