First, junior high school modern poetry: the dance of heaven?
Shen Fang
My eyes are cold, and I walk through this neon street.
Have you come to heaven?
Youth is silent and naive in the auction.
In the gentle call, this year's lambs are colorful.
Life started all over again, exposing my humble status.
I covered my face with tears. ...
I felt the Wang Yang of water until the end of my life.
In the vast sea of people, the breathing and heartbeat when sinking, the song of escape stumbled.
Regret travelers. Wandering.
Ruthless, I became famous overnight.
The glass door opened and the barber smiled kindly.
I was livid and didn't know where to put my luggage.
Second, junior high school modern poetry: drama
Shen Fang
In the play Blue Night,
Whether the lovely fruit still has wings of branches and leaves.
Dazzling earrings dangling,
Bring out the best in each other, and tonight,
Your lonely sigh is unfolding.
Behind it is a damp wall.
Like a cold place in the world.
A song without tears,
This is a lonely scream on the rock,
A feeling of wild animals.
When I was silent, it was for the sake of.
Listen to your heart,
The frightened birds flew out of the Woods.
There, the imagination is too rich
Went on an adventure.
Put your right hand on your heart,
This is a turbulent life.
Come out of the flames,
Oh, I applaud you.
Third, junior high school modern poetry: festivals
Shen Fang
The festival banquet is going on,
We get together,
Under the lamp,
Keep it clean and hygienic.
In frequent toasts,
Obsessed with metaphysical arguments,
Angry killings.
Attack flies.
With spicy words,
Attack the secret psychology,
Break through the blockade of disease,
We are on the run.
Praise the birds,
An otherworldly smile
That's all,
The beast of dreams
How to find wit?
Holiday banquets are hard to say,
A woman who pours wine diligently,
Is an elegant smile art?
We are diners,
In the halls of public places,
This is nothing new.