After the daughter got married,
At dusk, the cold wind changes color.
Inclined window
Staring at the short mountain opposite.
There is an old tree on the mountainside.
All the leaves on the treetops have gone with the wind.
The old trunk is gray.
I find
* * * An object in the same boat.
When the rainy morning is thin.
I walked under the old tree with an umbrella.
Never see its gray and old shadow again.
Young green marble bearing Mao Mao rain
Naughtily throw it on the umbrella.
Looking forward to the lush resurrection.
Tell emerald with a smile.
My daughter is pregnant.
The weight dropped from there.
I know that the old tree also has its happiness.
I know the joy of resurrection
Modern Poetry with Beautiful Artistic Conception: Birthday Gift
A warm night
The guests should come.
I look forward to your arrival.
Suddenly received a gift.
Such as contact current
I know from the handwriting that you won't come.
I suppress my trembling heart.
You have become a tweed.
As warm as goose feathers
The color of yellow rose petals
Ah! How I long for you to come back to my arms, not this gift.
Quietly ask:
"Buy your guy look good? Are you satisfied? 」
It didn't answer me.
Warm my trembling hands.
I can't help crying on the tweed.
Looking at the gift is like an autumn face.
Looking at the gift is like a heavy stone.
And birthday dinner.
My disappointed heart hurried away.
go to hell
Modern Poetry with Beautiful Artistic Conception: A Gem Found in a Cup of Coffee
Her letterhead is the moon.
Ink handwriting on the moon
Bloom like an orchid
I like the moon like this.
The era of death squads
My national concept is rather stubborn.
She scolded me: Why can't you marry me?
Facing the death squads
I replied: Because I come from China.
I come from China, and I am more loyal than the soldiers.
From then on, I desperately wanted to forget those orchids.
However, I can't forget that resentment.
Thirty years later.
Standing on the road of modernization without death squads
The road I have traveled.
Mufeng sent grass incense, let's kick pebbles and have a good laugh.
That scene has been lost.
The lonely shadow is in a foreign country with ants
I can't find my queen
Nowadays, the concept of nationality is at a low ebb.
This increased my pain.
Several gray-haired gentlemen gave a wry smile.
Friend, your nostalgia for unfinished love.
Cherish it more than cherish that gem.
In this cup of cold coffee
Pick up the jewels I missed.
You got it from your stubborn concept of nationality.
Until the old gem shines more.
My friend, you and I are both from China.
I know how to cherish this beautiful gem.
Friends nod and smile at the bottom of happiness-
Modern Poetry with Aesthetic Conception: White Carnation
Every mother's day in the past
She envies the red carnations on other people's chests.
Almost with jealous eyes.
Wait until midnight and scream outside the window a few times-you can't hear me.
Mother's day the year before last
Her daughter wrote in a letter from the school
"No one knows how much I love you.
If nothing else, just because you are my mother. "
She was surprised that her daughter would write such a blessing.
She blamed herself for not telling her mother.
She feels happier than her mother, even happier.
Mother's day last year
Daughter's boyfriend to negotiate.
In order to explain the European and American love, emphasize the European and American love. ...
She withdrew from the 20th century in disappointment.
Mother's day this year
Her daughter eloped.
What once surprised her came to mind.
Although she felt guilty, she never said that to her mother.
I also envy the red carnations on other people's chests.
Tears in front of mother's day TV
Swear to have a white carnation next year.
Modern Poetry with Aesthetic Artistic Conception: Blessed Little Red Flower
With a daughter who is about to get married.
Go to the mother's grave
My mother loved my eldest daughter the most when she was alive.
Autumn in demonstration cemetery
graveyard
There is a sad cool wind blowing.
The creeping weed wobbles.
A parting gesture
Mother, rest in peace.
Granddaughter is getting married.
You want to bless
Wish her a good wife.
burn incense
Ghost paper can fly
The shadow of the setting sun in autumn
The words on the shiny tombstone
Married granddaughter
I will never worship you again.
Mom, don't be sad.
Your most cherished granddaughter
Getting married soon
You must be very happy.
Like little red flowers on a grave.
sway
Blessed smile