Where does it flow?
A stream full of thoughts.
I like the green earth.
It blooms there.
Floating clouds in a relaxed mood
I use a hard pen tube
Breathing a rich emerald color
Under the gaze of your red candle
A little, a little
Close to your true self
I put lingyun's dream
Written in the wings of the stars
Let it carry leaves.
At dawn in the treetops.
Stand still
I bathed in
The tenacity and enthusiasm of the grass
receive in entire good part
Your sunshine baptism again and again
Let the morning dew of confidence
Pursue wholeheartedly
warm
The morning sun
To Poetry-Modern Poetry 2 There is such a person.
He is the man who loves you most in the world.
In childhood
He is your world.
in your eyes
He's like a god.
He seems to know everything.
He taught you to talk.
Teach you to walk
Teach you to read and write.
You are very happy.
He is very happy.
You're sad.
He is impatient.
You went to school.
He told you with great expectation.
Study hard.
Simple words
The significance is heavy.
But you at that time.
Can't fully understand
You have made progress.
he said
Don't be proud.
Continue to fight
You failed a little.
he said
it doesn't matter
Don't be discouraged.
It will be better next time.
He is always so silent.
Behind you.
Teach you tolerance and forbearance
Teach you to be strong and brave.
Teach you
at any time
Do not give up.
Maybe he is strict.
Maybe he's old-fashioned
Maybe he is conservative.
Maybe he didn't give you a rich family.
Didn't let you live a princess life.
Didn't make you carefree every day
cannot ...
But he loves you.
I want you to be happy more than anyone.
I don't want you to be wronged at all.
At this moment
adequately
You have grown up.
Thought is mature.
But in his eyes,
You will always be just a child.
His children
grow up to an adult
Have your own opinions.
I told you to stay at the university near your home.
Stubborn you won't.
Resolutely left-leaning
You are far from home.
It is not easy to know what it is.
So you started complaining.
but
He blames you, too
but
He cares more about you.
therefore
Every phone has it.
Just remember to remind you to take care of yourself.
Tell you to learn to be responsible for your choices.
grow up to an adult
You may not want to tell him anything.
I just think about it from time to time.
The pride of riding around my neck when I was a child.
Full of happiness.
Just vaguely remember
You did something wrong.
Bow your head in front of him
Dare not speak.
I just can't forget it.
His big hand is holding your little hand.
The trembling that glides gently across the paper.
only
You at that time
He was at that time.
at present
Not anymore.
Maybe he is not good at words.
Love is not easy to say.
But you know in your heart
His love for you.
All the time.
His love for you.
Heavier than a mountain.
Higher than the sky
Bigger than the sea.
He has the most beautiful and resounding name in the world.
father
Remember I don't know where I read a sentence.
You must succeed faster than your parents.
heart
It hurts badly for a long time.
at present
I have accomplished nothing.
But father
He is getting old.
Time, time, slow down.
Don't let him get old again.
Time, time, wait for me.
Let me be his pride
Is that okay?
Write to Poetry —— How does Modern Poetry 3 make you hear it?
My call at this time, father, my father
When you are sweating all over.
The moment I came out of the wheat field
I decided to share my life.
I must write a hymn for you.
Melody, just use labor songs.
Background, choose boundless night.
Father, my father
Don't want to see your back forever
Please turn around.
I want to face your desolation.
Even in an instant, put yourself
Turn into a sculpture
Father, my father
A bright night with countless stars and moons
You are always the last to come back.
With a sickle for cutting wheat in his hand.
Your tired figure is in your heart.
Freezing forever
Father, my father
Maybe you've forgotten.
I will always remember it.
Remember that straw hat on my head, it's you.
And mom's masterpiece
Shaping is mom's choice and material.
You cut the straw.
Father, my father
Wearing this straw hat
From then on, July is not afraid of filariasis.
Because you and your love are a group.
An inextricable cloud
Write to Poetry-Modern Poetry 4 When I walk through a day's work with a tired body.
How I want to open the window and hold up the small oil lamp.
Let you see me from a distance
Then he came to me.
"Go back to your position.
Finish the poem you didn't write today. "
When I finish a day's work with a tired body
The elements of my free-flying thought want to stay on you.
In your arms
Let all the warmth turn the unfinished business
eat to fullness/repletion
Then you take me out of the room.
Path through the forest
Pasanshan
The afterglow of the sunset has not dissipated.
Dark days seem to have arrived.
When I finish a day's work with a tired body
My love-beautiful poem
Dance emotionally in snow-white thinking
How I wish I could play this game with you without a mask.
ball
Keep burning passion with my youth.
Go back to unforgettable years
when I
I can't finish thinking enough.
Every sunny morning
I wish you peace every day. ...
To Poetry-Modern Poetry 5 Dad, don't worry.
I will stop being naughty and buy you a birthday cake.
As I remember, mom and you both had diabetes.
I can't eat cake, alas.
What a pity
Carnations won't buy either.
You said these flowers don't smell sweet at all.
In fact, you don't want me to spend that money.
Dad, oh
Write to Poetry —— Modern Poetry 6 "Write to Chinese Valentine's Day"
This tanabata belongs to me.
I really want you to send me a rose, a kiss or a hug.
We can light a candle and play a beautiful music.
Plus a glass of red wine or a cup of tea.
Please don't say anything, your fingers are red.
A look drained the lingering affection.
This is Tanabata, and I have been lingering in my dream for too long.
Although I have a romantic tendency.
Those dreams make me happy and sad.
I really want to meet you in the rainy lane in the south of the Yangtze River.
I really want to enjoy the scenery of the north with you.
I miss you as a loving lover as Yang Jiacuo.
I think you are Haizi, facing the sea and blooming in spring.
Living in a cool and thin place, my heart is warm because you are here.
It's been many days since I wrote a poem diary-Modern Poetry 7.
My hand has never kissed you.
You're like a princess in the cold.
It is like an abandoned orange again.
On this cold night
I touch your cold muscles
I can't help feeling sad.
Tears with heavy worries doubled.
I haven't forgotten you these days.
I have long wanted to see you and say hello to you.
It's just the exhaustion of my writing and the disappearance of my inspiration
Let me have no face
Noble Wen Ya, meet your white soul.
At the corner of the dark street, the lights are dim.
Under the thin ice-covered sky
How I want to sing a song and present a poem for you.
Give you my humble love.
But it's getting dark.
The stars and the moon have become winter winds.
Cut my face and tear my coat.
When I came, the road was covered with thick leaves.
Youth has become a yellow waste newspaper.
I can only be like ordinary people.
On this unusually cold night
Leave stains and tears for you
Leave my monologue to you.
The diary has been kept for many years.
I still remember what we looked like.
High-spirited, singing all the way
Think that you can succeed as long as you work hard.
The world is not as big as ours.
What do we have now?
..... What?
Life has crushed me to ashes.
Put you on the shore of memory
The river is covered with ice.
The green grass was trampled to bare ground.
We can't look at each other like we did at first.
Sweet as the lips at the bottom of your grave cup.
To Poetry-Modern Poetry 8 What took away the hope that we could see at first?
Destroyed the last corner.
What makes you can't stand the wind and rain and feel the sunshine?
Leave a branch to touch the earth and wait for forgetting.
Are you afraid of leaving fragments to preserve your complete form?
You can save the last bit of petty bourgeoisie but lose the' good opportunity' to feel everything.
You can stand on a lonely mountain.
Look at the sky
Feel the joy of loss
Feel the experience of being laughed at
You can also stand on a mountain peak.
You can also feel the wind, rain and sunshine proudly.
No matter what kind of mentality you have.
As long as you can stand on this lonely mountain
You are the king.
You are a role model.
You will fail.
You will get up.
You have the same box.
But you shouldn't have the same thoughts as others.
Your eyes are the source of beauty.
Your arm is a climbing platform.
And your mind.
The place you always wanted to go.
Refuse to receive
Accept failure
Even on the road to growth
Covering Qi Jing.
Even if you are barefoot, step on it hard.
To Poetry-Modern Poetry 9 Dear
The sunset glow in the west is red.
I love you.
My mind woke up.
Blurred clouds
Precisely
Our true feelings
I love your wife.
Let our love
generation after generation
dear
With you; have you
With your love.
Great
Dear wife
we
Will belong to our perfect love!
line
dear
I listened and listened.
Our love
all one's life
beloved wife
you
Can understand
dear
I love you
Will use my life
Defend the perfection, sweetness and happiness of our love! !
dear
I love you
When we are together.
I hold you in my arms.
Dear wife
I love you! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
We have been in love all our lives.
We love each other all our lives.
To Poetry-Modern Poetry 10 Today is your festival.
But you came to school early in the morning.
Run and do exercises with classmates.
Today is your festival.
But you are still smiling in the spring breeze.
Travel with classmates in the mountains and rivers of books and forget fatigue.
Today is your festival.
But you are still poor and ordinary.
She doesn't want to add another dish to her lunch.
Today is your festival.
But you still sit at your desk until late at night.
Reluctant to go to bed early.
Ah, teacher
Did you find out?
There are some missed calls in your mobile phone.
This is a greeting from your student.
Ah, teacher
Did you get a look at him?
There are some greeting cards in your mailbox.
That's your apprentice's warm blessing, youth is not old.
Ah, teacher
Did you find out?
How much anxiety and trouble do you have in your wrinkles?
That's what you miss day and night. I hope every child can grow into a strong root seedling.
Ah, teacher
Do you remember clearly?
How many surprises and laughter do you have in your luggage?
That is the pride and pride of your disciple Pengcheng Wan Li.
People say you are a candle.
Burn yourself and illuminate others.
I said you are a star.
Light yourself up and light the darkness.
People say you are a spring silkworm.
Unknown and selfless dedication
I said you are a mulberry leaf.
It brings spring and conveys splendid scenery.
You use fresh nectar
Infiltrate an ignorant mind
You use the sunshine of love
Awaken the eyes of knowledge
You use your thin shoulders
Provoke the heavy responsibility of cultivating talents
You use your weak hands
Hold up tomorrow's sun
teacher
Just for your innocent smile
Just for your clear heart
I should send my sincere regards.
Teacher, you have worked hard.
Bless you.
Happy holidays and happy life.
The fragrance of peaches and plums lingers in the garden