Smile is our language and civilization is our belief. The following are poems about civilization shared for your reference. Welcome to browse! Poetry 1 about civilization:
A black river
rises with dense white gas in the early morning of winter
from the depths of the city
into your field of vision
Perhaps it is
the lubricant for the progress of the city
the deepening color
in exchange for the power of civilization change. The main theme of
immerse people full of hope in the pain of selflessness
just
what you don't want to see is
the tragedy of killing the goose that lays the golden egg
a poem about civilization that notes primitive barbarism to modern civilization. 2:
Like these roses as much as you like life
In Pacific island countries, They are unrestrained
Some of them are unruly or unruly
Maybe they are too cool or too bitter
I know that the free thoughts and marginalized thoughts in the ruins and the broken walls of prisoners
The collapsed priests' graves
The covered and cut limbs
all overflow on these gorgeous powder < But I know that
the permeability and extraction of soil
hundreds of years ago, it was a hell of soul redemption
surrounded by the sea, the sky and the sea were confused
and it isolated
centuries of civilization
a kind of enlightenment or atonement? Correction
Today, it looks as enchanting as holy.
I think of Confucius' last words.
Democracy is as free as freedom.
Civilization is the flower of democracy and freedom.
Those pioneers who indulge in the underground
and indigenous Maori
still have traces left on their descendants' ankles and wrists
so far. But those blooming roses
are colorful, It is also a comfort or relief
I think of the torrent island in Gucheng
Is there such a rose in full swing? Poem 3 on civilization:
If life is a cup of bitter wine
A broken spider web
A peeling ancient rock wall
A swollen and twisted bloated
My heart will be lost in loneliness
. Rest in the severe rock
Sleeping on the cold coast
Let the years flow quietly through my body
Plant light in the dark soil
If I were to fall tomorrow
Like a landslide, like boiling lava
Like a flood galloping in my sleep
Drowning my quiet dreams and home
At that time, I will be scattered into a pile of sand dunes
and the breeze will talk about the secrets of the natural Millennium
and start to sing unscrupulously ...
We are telling everything far away:
There are simple struggles, Crawling
there are flying and tearing figures
there are traces of beacon towers and horseshoes trampling
there is a desire and rapid momentum
there is a civilization that breaks ground and stands side by side
the call of light, the stealth of night
a long and short journey from a chilly morning
to a gray and dull evening
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An olive branch called the light of civilization
is being held by the legendary white dove. Poem 4 about civilization:
Walk along the river bank,
The river flows eastward,
I don't know how many bends it takes,
and it flows into the ocean to stay.
Life is full of hardships,
Civilization is ahead,
Step by step to be excellent,
Human life is "cow".
there are twists and turns in development,
sometimes there is a turning back,
the general trend is always moving forward, and
the restoration is not rewarding.
Science and technology are developing day by day,
Studying the whole universe,
Power is taken from solar heat,
Fuel is enough.
Go along the river bank,
The river flows eastward,
I don't know how many bends it takes,
and it joins the ocean to stay.