Bing Xin's Modern Poems

1, osmanthus fragrans

Pushing open the window, my eyes are full of small osmanthus flowers.

Like a star

The house is full of autumn, and the windows are full of incense.

Flowers are all over the body.

It's so light, so soft and so wavy.

Sad September, autumn comes to mind.

The moon dances with Chang 'e.

Eyebrows like indigo naturalis, muscles like sheep fat.

Liu Yaolian Cloth-Stepping into the Red Dust

The whole ground is empty.

Fragrant fragrance

Man in the wind

Osmanthus fragrans in the distance

Do you have anything lighter, softer and more wavy than this?

I have an appointment this weekend.

Such a day will never be forgotten.

Your footsteps are drifting away

It is clearly the whisper of red leaves and autumn wind.

I ran away with my skirt under my pillow.

Tell the clouds, tell the sunshine.

How do butterflies fly among flowers?

How do swallows fall in love with poplars?

How autumn insects chirp and fantasize.

I seem to remember that warmth, but I seem to forget it.

Please stop your tired steps.

Let me pick up the red leaves in the wind

Play a song as gloomy and sonorous as fireworks.

Talk to each other like fireworks.

Please wait for me to walk with you and fly with me.

3. That night

Xiao Sheng

The night gradually fainted in the cup.

Purple maple can no longer count the wrinkles on the flute forehead.

The wind disturbed the tree's thinking.

You shake your head, shake your head.

Autumn insects chirped from the window.

Cut, cut, cut.

Show sadness

Such as a half-kettle yarn of a bead curtain.

My whole body is like a romantic flower and bird.

Xiao yichen yuan

You said, Dong Xiao is an autumn bug in the corner.

Singing farewell songs

Yus

Xiao Yu, that night, the bamboo knot was nine.

4, bamboo heart

This is a wonderful evening.

The footsteps of plum blossoms are carefree and silent.

Suddenly I heard the flute at thirteen o'clock.

A bamboo forest jumped into my sight.

Modesty and restraint

Whose nobility and modesty?

Hide in a secluded place for a while

At this time, you must be on the other side.

5. The night is still early

You stand opposite me.

Holding a black and white mask

Gently kissed the night's lips.

Your eyes can't see my feelings.

It is said that the light falls on the sleeper's face during the day.

Her dream will become more vivid.

You're like a ghost at midnight.

As agile as a rabbit jumping up and running away-agile.

Quiet, don't do anything

Darkness fell on the face of a pedestrian.

He and the shadow

Walking in the hurried light

The world suddenly became magical.

I stood in the corner.

Eagerly doodling the black and white world