1. Modern poems about silk scarves
Modern poems about silk scarves 1. Poems about scarves
Scarf time: early spring 10 years ago Location: Beida River Characters: Me and You The talking electronic watch has just reported that the current time is two o'clock in the afternoon. At this moment, the sun is like a freshly baked cake, warm and lazily shining on the body. The long white scarf is still surrounding me. I gently untied it from your neck and put it on the branch. Your face was rosy and your breathing was soothing. Your soft little hand grabbed the third finger of my right hand. Your eyes were bright and your eyelashes were slender and your eyes were on the newly melted river water. My eyes are wandering around for a while, sometimes on the tip of your nose, sometimes to your brows, sometimes dancing lightly in the wind with that scarf. I ask you to knit one for me. You said okay. When autumn gets cooler, the weather has just entered autumn. Gone with the wind, the following autumn and winter, although the weather is still very cold, my neck hurts from freezing, but I always refuse every scarf. Until now, I opened this unsigned box sent from afar, a long white scarf made by hand. I burst into tears immediately.
2. Poems about scarves
Scarf
Time: Early spring 10 years ago
Location: Beida River
Character: Me and You
The talking electronic watch has just reported
It is now two o'clock in the afternoon
At this moment, the sun is like a freshly baked cake
Warm and lazy, shiny
Shining on your body
That long white scarf
still surrounds you Between the items
I will help you take it off gently
Put it on the branch casually
Your face is rosy and your breathing is relaxed
Your soft little hands Grab the third finger of my right hand
Your eyes are bright and your eyelashes are long and slender
The faint look in your eyes
Just now Migrating in the melting river
My eyes are on the tip of your nose
My eyes are on your brow
My eyes are dancing in the wind with that scarf< /p>
I beg you to knit one for me too
Say yes
Until autumn gets cooler
The weather has just entered autumn
Just go with the wind
Even after autumn and winter
the weather is still very cold
My neck hurts from the cold
But I always reject every scarf
Until now
I opened this unsigned box sent from afar
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A long, hand-woven white scarf
It made me burst into tears
3. Free rhyming poems about scarves
In the golden sunset
The net-shaped scarf on your neck
is dragged into two long strips
and placed on your back< /p>
Keep your eyes open for passers-by
Those envious eyes
Follow you
Go far, far< /p>
And the white snow in your heart
has once again dyed the flickering field white
The light footsteps
are gradually disappearing In the warm air
The loose soil under your feet
Awakening again
The sleeping earth
Spring is in the warm wind
Exudes the fresh earthy smell
Who are you
Where did you come from
Where will you return to
p>
The weeds on the ground have not sprouted new green yet
Your departing back
is their silent yellow color
In the distance
Above the deep blue water
A silver scarf
The appearance of fluttering in the wind (Rui Penggui)
Love beautiful women
She is so attentive
She knew
that seasonal flowers cannot be preserved
so she bought flower-like scarves
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I am careless
I always miss the point
I don’t know how to appreciate
I don’t know how to capture
This ten The flowing scenery of January
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An ordinary woman
can have different moods
Just like the long and short< /p>
Scarves of different colors
They are a happy decoration wherever you go
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A small knot
< p> You can decide the tightness by yourselfWear old clothes with new ones
Women have the same spirit
I have no reason not to believe it
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Women are born to be beautiful angels
A little change
Make life full of warmth
The cold wind can be biting
But You can't change a woman's personality (Bainiuling Mu)
You said you would come back
On a day when snowflakes are flying
Even though the temperature is very low< /p>
Love will also warm the soul
Your beautiful shadow
lengthened my thoughts
From the moment we broke up< /p>
My heart started to run away from home
The dream spread its wings
Hijacked it
You went and didn’t come back
This winter is still blurry
On days when the snow is flying
I stand at the bridge
The solidified river
Wearing a wedding dress Mountains
I can’t see the edge of the sky and the earth
The heavy snow will turn me into a snowman
And I don’t even realize it
< p> Waiting for your red scarfFlying in the silver world
Heartbreakingly beautiful
Like a dream, hovering in my eyes
Hovering in my life (Meng Bizhen)