Some beautiful modern poems

Some beautiful modern poems are as follows:

1, goodbye

Tonight, the moonlight is particularly fresh, and the moon people are accompanied by two reunions. This night won't last long, so where can I see the bright moon next year? Qian Shan is hard to cherish, and thousands of miles long meet a wanderer. Mo Dao folks are more negligent, and the water and soil at home are also sweet.

2. I love this land.

If I were a bird, I would also sing with a hoarse throat: this land hit by the storm, this river of sadness and indignation that will surge on us forever, this restless wind, and the incomparable gentle dawn from the forest.

-Then I died, and even my feathers rotted in the ground.

Why do I often cry? Because I love this land deeply.

3. "One sentence"

There is a curse, and there is a fire. Although it hasn't been said for five thousand years, can you guess the silence of the volcano? Maybe he suddenly became possessed, and suddenly a thunderbolt exploded in the blue sky: "We China!" "

What should I say today? If you don't believe Cycas can blossom, listen to this sentence: When the volcano can't help being silent, don't tremble, stick out your tongue and stamp your feet until a thunderbolt in the blue sky explodes: "Our China!"

4. I love my country

Birds love the blue sky, fish love the sea, grass loves the earth and flowers love the sunshine. Our children love the motherland since childhood. I love the mountains, the rivers and the beautiful flowers of the motherland.

The curved moon is the kind smiling face of the motherland, and the round sun is the warm embrace of the motherland. We love our mother, we love our motherland, we should sing loudly, we will live in the embrace of our motherland forever and love our motherland forever.

5. Coal in the stove

Ah, my lady! I live up to your kindness and you live up to my thoughtfulness. I burned like this for the person I love!

Ah, my lady! You should know my predecessor. Don't you think I am a reckless slave? Need me, a black slave, with a heart like fire.

Ah, my lady! I think my predecessor used to be a useful pillar. Buried alive for many years, until now I have to see the light again.

Ah, my lady! I have often missed my hometown since I saw the light of day again. I burned like this for the person I love!