Modern poetry: pastoral

Rush who works hard.

Monsoon rains, snow and frost.

Sweat flows into the river.

The dusty body is mixed with countless reverie.

Over the mountains, just for the scenery in my heart.

Who took my dream away?

Who let me dream?

Flying the ideal of youth

There is infinite yearning in my heart.

The crimson smile baptized the past.

The rings of the years have frosted the temples.

Those bright eyes released a series of hopes.

Dreams have been wandering in the ocean of dreams.

Hands bloom with the flowers of technology.

Colorful, full of brains.

Look up at the blue sky

The moon represents my wish.

Count the stars.

The vast Li Xinghai.

Looking for weak mirrors.

A tired mind bathed in sunshine and rain

Walk calmly on the animal husbandry avenue

Passing by are white clouds and fragrant shadows.

Only the melody of footprints is left everywhere

With the wind

This figure never left.

Write the harmonious melody of the song with a pen

Splash the swinging song in my heart.

Comfort the loneliness and loneliness passing by.

Dawn of dawn

It's hard to erase a trace of anxiety and melancholy.

Set sail at dawn

I want to know where the footsteps are in the afterglow of sunset.

Fall asleep at night after a busy day.

Today's scene spreads.

Tomorrow's footsteps will be far away!

Author: Song Jianshan

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