The pace of modernization is approaching. Let your dreams fly. Don't think too much. Listen, the poem of dreams has been played. The following is a poem I carefull
The pace of modernization is approaching. Let your dreams fly. Don't think too much. Listen, the poem of dreams has been played. The following is a poem I carefully selected about flying dreams for everyone to read.
Dreams of Flying Modern Poetry Part I: Dreams
That quiet path
When did you get dressed?
On the edge of my memory
Shameful helplessness
You have walked into my heart.
It's just that you've suffered too much.
Tread on your dignity.
* * * Loud in loneliness
The rain falls silently
Loneliness falls on the floor
A home without windows in my heart
Dreaming of the ancient road left behind
I was a boy when I was a child.
This is just a broken dream.
The direction in which thorns are covered.
There is still a bitterness in my memory.
Dreams of Flying Modern Poetry Part II: Dreams
I have a dream.
Looking for hope in sunny places.
Put the happiness and smile of the past back on your face.
Rain washes away the whole life.
The wave of vows has long since receded.
A lonely shadow in the middle of the night
Has blurred my memory.
Tomorrow is still waiting, waiting to continue.
No longer expect anyone to shelter themselves from the wind and rain and snow.
No longer insist on memories, and finally can reproduce perfection.
No longer fantasize about you and me in fairy tales
The growth of ignorance should not be blamed.
Learn to cherish the limited sunshine in life.
Give yourself a pair of wings to fly freely.
From then on, I will look for the ideal that once appeared in my mind.
My dream
Be an ordinary person
Busy in the alley every day.
Feel the trivia of life between sunrise and sunset.
Wait until the dark and silent night with cicadas singing to find your dreams.
There is no cruel war here.
There is no fierce competition.
There is no unreasonable struggle.
There will be no inexplicable complaints.
People here
There is only one requirement.
Happiness is healthy, harmonious and safe laughter.
My dream
Be a wandering poet or writer
Travel around the world.
Write down your true self every time.
Let the candle of life
Leave me a brilliant leaf in this world.
Dreams of Flying Modern Poetry Part III: Dreams
I have become vulgar.
The white soul is covered with dust.
Dreams go further and further.
Until * * * can't resist the cruelty of reality.
Disappear in the path of life
How many people pursue their dreams?
How many people give in to life like me?
How many dreams does a belief drive?
A life shattered all hopes.
All youth is a dream.
And my dream belongs only to youth.
As time goes by.
Dreams of Flying Modern Poetry Part IV: Dreams of Flying
Open the ideal sail
Take it to heart.
That's already
A long-planned dream
Fly to the blue sky and the sea
Let the towering mountains
More peaks.
Let the lonely river
Restore yesterday's singing skills.
Let the green ocean
Extended toolkit, her infinite mind
Let Fuyuan's vast land
More beautiful and rich
Let the green grassland
Add lush colors.
Let the dense forest
More layers of green waves
May hardworking people
Water is far away and generations are safe.
Possible poverty-stricken areas
Enjoy ample food and clothing.
All over the world
May the horn of peace.
Resounded all over the world.
May the smoke of war
Extinguish forever and ever
May the express train of happiness.
Brave advance
travel around the world
Crossing three mountains and five mountains
Put dreams and blessings
The whole world?