Landscape poetry, modern poetry.

First, "sunset"

The night is cold, and there is empty rain outside the window.

My mood is wet, and those yellow memories are like rain.

Enter the memorized password and look back intently.

Listening to the rain by the window blurred the vision and gave birth to branches and buds.

Whoever remembers the end of the world will never die.

A persistent and soft-hearted phone call finds you to the ends of the earth.

Whoever smears the deep affection will wait for the third generation at the bridge.

Second, "morning"

Guang Xiao is poor, and its customs are clear.

My heart is like a bird flying in the wind.

Fly over the horizon to the sea pole.

The horizon and the sea are full of your love.

Your love follows me.

Your fingers lead me.

Your right hand will support me.

My heart is like a bird flying in the wind.

Flying high in the wind is inseparable from your infinite kindness.

Third, "Autumn Rhyme"

In a pool of autumn water

Tie up many unforgettable days

Your smile

Speak as if without expression.

I hold on tight.

autumn clothing

You put red flowers and green leaves

Hold in one's arms

Just from spring to autumn.

every day

Expect the color of vegetation

Bloom lotus flowers in your heart

stagnant

Integrate an idea

Each story

It's exciting.

In this season

There are beautiful scenery everywhere

When the lotus is in full bloom

Carrying poems and dreams

Now, miss the stop.

Memories are slowly diluted.

Just because you live in my heart

Laugh at another spring.

Fourth, "impermanent scenery"

You are the scenery I look forward to most.

I am a passer-by who is drifting away from you.

The sky stole my enthusiasm.

Call it rain falling on the earth.

Trees have not become greener because of this.

My horse shuttled through the mud in the forest.

Don't leave footprints

When the wind blows the rainbow into your dream.

There is only one color in the world.

When the rain slides through your ears

There is only one kind of music played in the world.

You can't see my eyes.

I got on my horse and disappeared into the thick fog.

The moon was beautiful last night.

But tonight I played an umbrella.

The manuscript of the new poem has not been sent yet.

I don't know where I put it now.

You have a smile on your lips.

But addicted to sad songs

I've been asking

Without making any noise.

Oh, the world ignores everything.

Only impermanence still exists.

I finally learned to read minds.

The situation suddenly changed again.

Verb (abbreviation for verb) bid farewell to Cambridge

I left quietly, just as I came gently;

I waved my hand gently and bid farewell to the clouds in the western sky.

The golden willow by the river is the bride in the sunset;

Beautiful shadows in the waves ripple in my heart.

Green grass on the soft mud, oily, swaying at the bottom of the water;

In the gentle waves of He Kanghe, I would like to be an aquatic plant!

The pool under the shade of the elm tree is not a clear spring.

It is the rainbow in the sky that is crushed in the floating seaweed, precipitating a rainbow-like dream.

Looking for dreams? Support a long pole and swim back to a greener place on the grass.

Full of starlight, singing in the splendor of starlight.

But I can't play the piano, just a farewell flute;

Summer insects are also silent for me. Silence is Cambridge tonight.

I left quietly, just as I came quietly;

I waved my sleeve without taking away a cloud.