Give me a modern poem. There is no rhyme "talk on the streets of the city"
They stand in the street and dominate the fate of the poor!
When I cried, I lost my beloved Beatles.
Well, we will notice the dogs curled up in the corner when tobacco makes their fingers rot!
The woman who sells books, with black eyes, slaps the dirt on the book and mutters to herself …
The world is too noisy! The world is too noisy! Can't hear the heartbeat
The parks, eucalyptus trees and grasslands in the community are all brand-new, and the gardens in our hearts are still pressing the snow last year!
Who cares about the old luggage rolled up on the platform? This year's faces are new!
We are all passers-by, but we stayed there longer. We all live for epitaphs!
The world is too small! The world is too small! Runaway
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Rhyming modern poetry The soil nourishes the trees, and the trees give shade to the soil and lean on each other's shoulders. We burst out laughing. You said that night can cover your eyes, but you can't cover your heart looking for light. Although the flowers will wither in the wind and rain, the fragrance will be with you in the protection. Here, I try to see the power of love. After the storm, the rainbow will stand strong and the pain will not cry. Love is a miracle, but you must take away the cold wind. Let the warmth stay. I cried and didn't want to let go of your hand. The fiery hug touched me. After you left, happiness seemed to be a compulsion. The cold wind blew away our promise. You said not to look back. Love has no end. You told me to forgive the world and yourself. There is always a heart that will protect you until dawn. It is the seed that determines a pot of flowers. It is the heart that determines a person. Only when I live happily on earth can you become a happy angel in heaven.
Is it okay to rhyme like this? If the motherland needs it,
Please bury me in a distant mountain.
Let my body,
Grow an invisible barrier.
Rhyme/rhyme
A modern poem seeks rhyme, and I seem to walk barefoot through a desolate place.
The cold wind stung the faint hope. ?
The dilapidated walls were coated with thick new makeup.
Superficial glory masks inner sadness. ?
On the treetops in the moonlight, branches are swaying everywhere. ?
Waiting for midnight starlight?
Floating life is charming, apoptosis. ?
Express inner melancholy and helplessness to reality according to the rhyme.
Hello, teacher, this is a modern relief. Poetry pays attention to rhyme. This poem is about (,) the rhyme of bells and drums is more powerful, and the mountains and rivers are wild. Ming Luan got off work and flew into Qin.
The land risk is too great, and Tianping Town is still male. Trees come to Tianjin in spring, and the moon falls on the floor.
Horses look at the scenery, and chickens crow in the breeze. I hope I will always be honest, but I won't wait for the same thing.
Do you have to rhyme when writing modern poems? ~ ~ I thought the world was small
I thought the world was small,
I glimpsed your smile,
Pace and rotate slowly.
Heart, if you give up,
Staring at it for a while,
I lost all doubts.
You whispered a little worried,
Panic when frowning,
Fallen leaves, long sigh.
What's the harm of injury and pain,
Two people's shoulders,
The sweetness spreads.
Maybe walking,
Maybe in a hurry,
Vision, the future is beautiful,
Memories, past heartbeats.
The world is not big-
Very small.
Rhyme Modern Poetry Farewell to Cambridge
Xu zhimo
I left quietly,
When I came softly;
I waved gently,
Say goodbye to the western clouds.
Golden willow by the river,
Is the bride in the sunset;
Shadows in the waves,
Ripple in my heart.
Green grass on the soft mud,
Oily, swaying at the bottom of the water;
In the gentle waves of He Kang River,
I would like to be an aquatic plant!
A pool in the shade of elm trees,
Not a clear spring,
It is the rainbow in the sky that is crushed in floating seaweed.
Precipitate a rainbow-like dream.
Looking for dreams? Lift a long pole,
Back to the greener grass,
Full of stars,
Play songs in a starry place.
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,
Don't take away a cloud.
Who rhymes with his own modern poems, who holds my hand and drives me crazy for half my life;
Who, holding my shoulder, drives me to be silent all my life.
Who, kiss my eyes, cover my half-life displacement;
Who touches my face and soothes my half-life sorrow?
Who, with my heart, melted my half-life frost;
Who, holding my shoulder, drives me to be silent all my life.
Who, call my heart, cover up my life.
Who abandoned me and left me alone?
Who can understand me and let me have no regrets in this life?
Who can help my arm, unparalleled through the ages;
Who can pour my heart, an inch of land is empty;
Who can bury me and laugh at the emptiness of heaven and earth? My heart is crazy.
Yi, cover my lips and dispel my past life;
Yi, hold my arms, except for my frivolous past life.
Hold your hand and accompany you crazy;
Kiss your eyes deeply and stay with you forever.
Holding your hand, * * * you have weathered all your life;
Kiss your eyes and give you a lifetime of affection.
I, holding your hand, take away all your life;
I, caressing my neck, will protect you from the storms of your life.
Here, hold the child's hair and hold the child for a lifetime;
Here, hold your hand and go to a world of love;
Once, in the name of the holy father, you were saved from sorrow all your life;
Zeng, with my love, I wish you peace in your life!
I saw this poem in a post bar, and it's well written ~ ~)
(the following is self-created, don't laugh ~! )
Dedicated to the motherland
Colorful flowers are you in spring;
Lush foliage, you are in summer;
The red leaves all over the mountain are you in autumn;
You are wrapped in silver, in the cold winter.
Motherland,
You are so beautiful and dazzling,
always
Are showing your unique style.
Motherland,
You are so happy and happy,
Live in warmth
Very cute.
Motherland,
How happy are you:
Your children are determined to give their lives to you.
of course，
Including me ...