Pull yourself out of the black world.
An extremely weak body washed away by dreams.
Perhaps, lower your head lazily again.
The doctrine of facing darkness
Or, recline on the soft sofa.
Make yourself an earthworm.
Let the sun cut
I can always heal the pain.
Reproduce into individuals.
In more directions
An object that penetrates into the soil.
Drill through the soil layer
To understand the precipitation of billions of years.
Let every thin layer of dust
Stick to my temperature.
Thousands of me will fall.
Go deep into the soil
Taste the spring and drink the magma.
On every silent stone
Carve a trace of sadness and joy.
With a confident attitude
Encountered a late-night rain
Let the sunshine in
Dry the gray area inside.
I will plant it in the morning.
One gentle word at a time.
Let it grow into leaves
Grow into a poem I've written all my life.
Modern poetry in the morning 2. The melodious sound of birds
Follow the footsteps of happiness
A tangy freshness.
Scattered on both sides of Dawen River
This comfort
Pedestrian cherish
Thanks for the gift of nature.
Calm lake water
have
A girl's shyness
The water reflected a ray of Xia Guang's light.
Slight collision
Drunk people are doing morning exercises.
It also made Chaoyang's face blush.
melodious singing
From the bottom of my heart
Chaoyang xiaguang lake
Render the scenery of summer morning
I am not one of them.
But stick to life
I'm afraid of losing my poetry.
Morning Modern Poetry 3 Summer Morning _ Modern Poetry
The first ray of sunshine through the dew
You must know the direction of the seasons.
Huaduxie
Will the harvest be far behind?
Hope is always straight ahead.
For the past
What should be forgotten should be forgotten.
Look at the crystal dew.
Never grieve for the shortness of life.
Just like some dreams.
Just to polish the dawn
Now that we have packed our bags.
Then move on.
Whether it is trekking or wandering.
Modern poetry is at 4 in the morning. The wind chimes in the morning
Awaken dreams.
The wind chimes by the window are accompanied by the rhythm of the wind.
It should be so beautiful.
Melody of memory
The story told, the heart is no longer calm.
Tears surge
Immerse yourself in memories.
We don't know anything recently.
I don't know what love and friendship are.
Laughter was accompanied by a faint wind chime.
Step into a dream
Feel that tenderness
Ding Rinrin-smell the wind chimes again.
We lay on the grass in front of the court.
Look at the starry sky.
Laughter spread throughout Zhicheng.
The river is quiet with a smile.
Melodious bagpipes are playing.
One day you decided to leave.
after this
The building is gone, and the traffic is gone.
No noise, no shadows.
Without your face.
There are only stars left
Only a string of wind chimes.
I'm the only one listening.
Looking up at the dark sky alone
Rainy wind chimes
That was before we broke up.
The foreground is like smoke.
Blurred eyes
Old things wake up old love like a dream.
Write down the coldness of emotional sadness here.
The past is the past.
Tears have dried up.
Acacia ran aground
Anchored in the harbor of reality
The string of blue wind chimes in front of the window
Interpret this obscurity faithfully.
Witness the road we have traveled.
Tell tenderness
Now I finally understand.
Let it go.
The morning glow is all over the cheeks.
The wind caressed the residual flowers.
My mind is in a mess.
Sad tears fell quietly.
I don't care where you go.
The moment the wind blows.
It is your return date.
Listen, listen. ....
Wind chimes, bells, bells