Excellent Modern Poetry of Reed 1 "Reed"
The sun leaves you and withers in the cold season.
An elegy of life sounded.
In the field, by the river, by the lake.
The proud tail of reed flowers
Spread a little sad hope
The endless fields are your hometown.
A group of helpless people, holding high the torch.
Go ahead and walk out of the forest.
Forcing you to enter the last pond
The footprint of life, where it falls.
I chewed the juice of your roots and watched the stars light up.
Let life have more earthy fragrance.
Living in a small house built with your fragile body
Let the cold wind blow, and the light penetrates the cracks in the wall.
Maybe that's the dawn of civilization.
The clear spring deep in the desert makes you.
Yumenguan Great Wall, you get eternal life.
A strong touch filled my memory.
Spear or sword?
Quietly listening to your story about the distant border.
A poet, still seeking heaven.
The smell of fragrant brown has permeated for thousands of years.
Ripples of Miluo River
Is it still disturbing? The reeds on the shore are clear.
Poems sung through the ages
That romantic summer in Baiyangdian
I used to look for your shadow in the wind and rain.
It is a heinous crime to see those strange beasts.
The final outcome
A country full of hope also has a straight backbone.
Ah, reeds
I brushed away the dust of history for you.
In this withered season
Gently pull you out of the thick ice and snow
Praise you
Reed Excellent Modern Poetry 2 "Reed Flowers Whispering in the Wind"
Feng, is that you?
You are driving the chariot of time.
Walk slowly towards me.
Make an appointment for a feast of the soul.
When your steps are no longer near.
I heard your gentle voice.
The wind, you know?
I'm standing right next to you
As long as you gently open your arms.
White reed flower
Will fall in your palm.
That's my soul that never leaves my body!
Wind, I don't want to face you from a distance.
I don't want the sadness left by that blood.
I want to snuggle up to you safely and quietly.
Let the residual red moonlight devour our faces.
Let the tears of missing blur our sight.
The wind, you must remember.
In the season of reed flowers flying
When you made my wedding dress
You should remember my warm smile.
What this life is like.
Feng, I will wait for you.
You are my destiny takes a hand's love.
Even you and I have been through many years.
I also want to walk on the edge of the world of mortals.
Stand on the ink book you wrote for me.
Cry for you
Draw the curtains for you
waiting for your arrival
glance over
A scroll without a trace of dust.
Until I was fascinated by it
The sun and the moon are dim