From tomorrow on, I want to be a happy person;
Comb hair, chop wood and travel around the world.
From tomorrow on, I will care about food and vegetables.
I have a house facing the sea, which is full of spring flowers.
From tomorrow on, write to everyone I love.
Tell them my happiness,
What did the lightning of happiness tell me,
I will distribute it to each of them.
Give every river and mountain a warm name.
Stranger, I will also wish you happiness.
I wish you a bright future!
May you lovers get married!
May you be happy on earth.
I only want to face the sea and spring blossoms.
Xu Zhimo: 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. 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 soft waves of Cambridge,
I would like to be an aquatic plant! A pool in the shade of elm trees,
It's not a clear spring, but the rainbow in the sky is pressed in floating seaweed, precipitating a rainbow-like dream.
Looking for dreams? Holding a long wormwood, stroll back to the greener grass.
Full of starlight, singing in the splendor of starlight. But I can't play songs,
Quiet is 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.
I don't know whose it is: meeting is fate.
Meet by chance, get to know each other,
I don't know where to meet again after saying goodbye tonight.
When drinking is a song, the past remains clear.
Life is like a dream. May I be drunk forever.
Passers-by are in a hurry and will say goodbye sooner or later.
Today is the autumn wind, and yesterday the yellow flowers were still there.
The ancient road is long and the golden urn is full.
Years are like stars, and feelings are like water.
My heart is full moon, when will I sing for nine days?
Some of the previous poems are just good modern poems, and the length is not long. Dai Wangshu's Rain Lane, Xu Zhimo's Farewell to Cambridge, and Qinyuan Spring in Changsha are also good.
Interviewee: I'm sorry-the probation period is from Grade 1 to Grade 9-7 at 20:32.
The night gave me black eyes, but I used them to look for light.
Respondent: sissi 2003- primary level 1 9-7 20:49
I have a poem, which I wrote to my teacher, because today is Teacher's Day! ! !
Spring rain and autumn rain-dedicated to the beloved teacher
I like it best.
Listen to your lecture.
Soak quietly in the spring rain
Green grass and green grass
A hopeful color
How many years later
I will still think of you.
Look at the fertile land in autumn.
colorful
From that little green
Remember to write in my format.
Sorry, I only have one song! ! !
Bian:
Broken chapter
You stand on the bridge and watch the scenery. The scenery watcher is watching you upstairs. The bright moon decorated your window, and you decorated other people's dreams.
Gu cheng:
The night gave me black eyes, but I used them to find light!
Cang Kejia:
jade
You have to let the cart fill it up,
It didn't say a word,
The pressure on the back got stuck in the meat,
It hangs its head heavily!
I don't know my life at the moment,
It only hides its tears in its heart,
A whip shadow floated before my eyes,
It looked up at the front.
The sea of Cang Kejia
village
This is my sea.
I don't deny that people say
My preference for it
Foreign coachman
Cang Kejia
A gust of wind raged at the top of the forest,
It began to rain heavily from the tip of his nose.
A poor little lamp in the car,
Can't break the shadows around.
His heart is a strange mystery,
I don't care about this storm,
Stay like a chicken in the water,
It's late at night. What are you waiting for?
Country night
Cang Kejia
The sun has just set,
Adults use horror stories
Tuck the child in,
That caution is dreaming.
The dim shadows of trees outside.
And the boundless bright moon.
Turn off the lights again,
Ten thousand Jin's eyelids hit,
Connect the heart with the ear,
Be alert to the dog's movements.
someone
Cang Kejia
Some people are still alive.
He died;
Some people died.
He's alive.
someone
Riding on the people's heads: "Oh, how great I am!"
someone
Bend down and be a cow and a horse for the people.
someone
Carve your name on a stone to be "immortal";
someone
I'd rather be a weed and wait for the underground fire.
someone
He lives and no one else can live;
someone
He lives to make life better for most people.
Riding on people's heads,
People broke him down;
Those who work for the people,
People will always remember him!
Carve your name on the stone,
The name decays earlier than the corpse;
Wherever the spring breeze blows,
There are green weeds everywhere.
He's alive, and no one else can,
His fate can be seen;
He lives for most people, those who live better,
The crowd held him high and high.