Lonely Appreciation of Modern Poetry

Appreciation of Lonely Modern Poetry as a Child 1

Loneliness is small.

At most, my parents scold me a word or two.

At best, all the other children go to school.

I was ill in bed for a day.

At most, I have nightmares at night

Get up in the dark

Stumbling towards a small part of my parents' room.

At best, I watched the ants move and forgot the time.

At most, my friends and I came back from the Woods.

A small area of their home.

When I grow up

Loneliness is great.

Turned into a man standing at the window.

Witness a city of13 million people.

Turned into insomnia

Accompany the whole night.

Became waiting for the bus on the platform.

On the speeding train, I saw countless myself during my journey.

Became a traffic jam on the ring road

I met the symbol written on the window, a raindrop that I couldn't translate.

Became the assembly line of time

Put another pressure on your friends and lovers.

They are the fences I built in this world.

Turned into a rest day

Hurt by the meanness and lack of temperature of a newspaper.

It will always be more knowledgeable and more accepting of human nature than I am.

Turned into a cheap hospital bed

I understand that my life is only 60 years wide and a moment long.

Loneliness, Appreciation of Modern Poetry II. Do you feel so lonely?

Even in a noisy market,

The crowd was bustling in front of us,

You will still forget those white days and nights,

Forget all the countries in heaven and earth?

Do you have such loneliness,

Even in spring,

Flowers are swaying in front of me,

You still only see green, fat, red and thin,

Only to see all the paths covered with dead leaves?

Do you have such loneliness,

Even in infinite tenderness,

Singing and dancing in front of my eyes,

You still let your heart sleep,

Let yourself live up to its moments of beauty?

Do you have such loneliness,

Even in picturesque places,

In front of you,

You still only like to keep your eyebrows down,

Just fall in love with the lonely way home outside the fireworks city?

Do you have such loneliness,

Even if you have a direction guide,

And superhuman understanding,

But you still don't want to get out of the fog that hangs over you

Do you have such loneliness,

Even if you have all the power,

There are also eight parties to help.

But you still choose to go alone?

Do you have such loneliness,

Even if you have been in love for many years,

There are also storms,

But you, or just want to seize the nothingness of happiness?

Do you have such loneliness,

Even if you have a crush on each other,

There are also running water bosom friends,

But you still feel like you have a thousand words to say.

Do you have such loneliness,

Even if you can win the bet,

Can have a beautiful home,

Finally, do you want another curtain call?

Do you have such loneliness,

Even if you can stand in the ideal angle,

Can be rational and sober, never confused,

Finally, you still don't care about the pursuit of reality?

Do you have such loneliness,

Even if you can unload the burden,

You can bypass the mountains and rivers,

In the end, do you still let yourself be trapped silently?

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Appreciation of loneliness in modern poetry 3. Light loneliness into a lamp.

Comment on Poetry "Poetry should be a kind of illumination"

oath

You can stick to the years forever.

Things will change next semester.

This has become a loyal belief.

A promise

Can be guarded in colorful

The temptation remains.

That's according to people's courage.

Looking at a lonely.

It's like sticking to the beach.

Tragedy is a constant background.

Bloody sky

In order to stick to a wish

No matter how much deception.

Can't change the inner goodness.

No matter how many grievances you have to say.

No vine will go bad.

Stick to a conscience.

Wandering like an elf in a quiet night

Light yourself up like a lamp.

A lamppost hanging at the intersection.

Do not ask a person to wake up.

I just want to illuminate myself.

Don't be knocked down by a car.

Shine for passers-by

Poetry should be a kind of illumination.

Lonely Modern Poetry Appreciation 4 Lonely Oneself

Qian Fang road

stretch/extend as far as the eye can see

Street lamps on both sides

Suddenly appear and disappear

The wind blows

cold

Is this a bumpy road?

Or maybe.

Because I walk alone

Sadness blinded my eyes.

More blinding people.

Walking alone

Gradually

Slowly

Without You

Missing in my heart

How to tell?

The fear in my heart

How to become strong?

When will it end?

I don't know

perhaps

It takes a lifetime to walk once.

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Which is more important, the process or the result? ㈠

When did it start? Forget the original insistence.

I forgot my favorite motto, my favorite book and my favorite star.

At that time, who swore in front of me:

My stubborn ideal and I will shine one day!

However, the oath remained on the red note, but the footer began to turn yellow. It represents time and reminds me of my dream for many years.

Even though the ending is sad, I still want to say thank you for accompanying me through the most innocent childhood in my life journey.

You always say, man, a little pain is nothing.

However, it is this sentence that taught me that no matter what I meet, I still have to go all the way to the dark and hit my head against the south wall and never look back. A joke is just a little pain. A tear, turning around halfway, I only have to fight, fight.

Since I made a choice, I climbed on my knees, and I am also responsible for this choice. So, I can only go forward in one breath. Who says I'm persistent like water?

Stareye Stareye, I call you Stareye, please tell me what choice I should make.

I used to think that the result was not that important, but the enjoyment of the process, and participation was enough. But why does this society only look at your results and never care how you achieved this result? I'm starting to lose my mind. Is everything I have always believed in just a mistake?

This road, but I always walk alone. Stareyes, why do you leave me now when I need you most?

Like a train, it always has its own track. Along the way, there will always be passengers getting off at different places and at different times. How many are left in the long journey from the beginning to the end?

Maybe you will laugh at me. This society has progressed for so long, won't they choose a faster plane? Who would know that the road is long, and the long distance to kill time is still so persistent in choosing the train?

Laughed again. Is there nothing else? Train or train, just don't distinguish between soft sleeper and hard seat.

I think, in the final analysis, these people's choices are just a pastime. Maybe they can't afford a super-fast plane, so it's always better to have a first-class seat on this road.

So in the end, only the most simple farmer's old uncle squeezed into this so-called tailstock. Their faces lit up and they were glad that they had not missed the train.

Looking back at those so-called "high seats", most of them are still dry seats, or complain about this simple seat when they are free, but how many people are eager?

However, this is not what I want to say.

Just like a train that has traveled countless times, the starting point and the ending point are always the same, and different passengers come and go.

The difference between a soft berth and a hard seat is also here. This is just a choice. I think everyone may be willing to make this trip more comfortable. Maybe if conditions permit, they will choose a means of transportation like an airplane.

The starting point is the same, and the end point is the same. When it comes, it is success. From ancient times to the present, the initial fancy is only a result.

So the so-called "related households" and the so-called "back door" are just people who can't have this kind of relationship. They will be angry and scold the society. How unfair it is to him.

From another angle, let these disgruntled people exchange roles with them, and the result may be different again.

I got on this train, too. However, I am also a hard seat.

Maybe some people don't understand me They don't sit on the plane. They are stupid enough to sit on such a grinding train. They will even choose a tailstock that is willing to let themselves suffer.

Day and night alternate, I sit in a small corner, but I also shuttle among such misleading tailstock passengers.

They always have endless topics. They always listen to each other's stories and experiences so intently. They are so enthusiastic, so happy, so sincere and so harmonious.

In contrast, I still think such an environment is human.

Drunk for you

Your hairstyle is natural and soothing.

Spread out gracefully

I love your heart.

Waiting for your heart to blend in.

I forget the year, month, day and time.

In the past, I tried to find the early days

Establish a Yugoslav capital heart

As long as you smile at me.

Comb your silky hair with your hands.

I will be drunk for you.

The heart rate is soaring.

pitch-dark night

You make the moonlight worse than you.

The stars set off your beauty

Just to light up the road you've traveled.

A collection of the author's dreams

I fell asleep alone.

I want to take a nap at noon, but I can't sleep after tossing and turning. Suddenly, I heard the host solve emotional problems on the radio, and my spirit did it one brace up. It seems that a little drowsiness has vanished. It's time to go to work, but I just don't want to get up. I can't stop thinking. I found that I like to lie quietly in bed and think recently. Many famous writers and masters can only inspire their creation in comfortable places. I'm not writing, I'm thinking about life, the way to the future, what to do, and that it's time to add some equipment when winter comes. Lying quietly, listening to some sad and lonely songs. Cross your hands under your head. I like this posture. Very comfortable. In the morning, I told my friends that I am a competitive person and a little perfectionist. I will try my best to do it as long as conditions permit. I have ideals and ideas in my heart, but I don't like to tell others. I like to share my success with my friends. But I seem to lack some perseverance. People always have shortcomings, keep a good attitude, as long as you work hard, you will have a chance to succeed, and silence is death. "Opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared" is often used to encourage themselves.

"Cultivate one's morality, keep one's family in order, govern the country and level the world" is only recently known to come from "university". Perhaps it is influenced by the traditional school culture that will pay attention to it. It seems that I also give myself some encouragement. I don't talk about "ruling the country and leveling the world." I mainly cultivate my self-cultivation. What is "self-cultivation" is self-cultivation. I want to cultivate my own character, first of all, I must correct my own thoughts; To correct your thoughts, you must first make your thoughts sincere; If you want to make your thoughts sincere, you must first acquire knowledge. The way to acquire knowledge lies in the cognitive learning of everything. As the saying goes, "learned and versatile". Read more, think more, think more. Those who achieve great things should be calm and calm. Mentality is the most important thing. A good attitude will make you think about things in a good direction. A positive attitude and optimistic thoughts determine the way to deal with things.

Sometimes you have to feel scared and sigh. They are all worried about this and that, what will happen tomorrow, always worrying about the sky and complaining about others. A word from a famous person woke me up. I don't remember the person who said this sentence, and the original words are not clear, but I understand the general meaning. Don't worry about what happened yesterday. What has happened, you can't change it. Don't worry about what happened today. You should bear it silently, not to worry about what will happen tomorrow. You don't know what the result will be before tomorrow comes. Sometimes I want to write something, but I really can't. There are too many thoughts in my heart, which are tossed and turned in my mind, just like watching a movie. People's life, just a few decades, really don't have to worry too much, parents are healthy, children are filial, and lovers are harmonious. Remind yourself every day that I am very happy today, I can, I really can. ...

Looking for yourself in the rain

It began to rain in the hazy sky.

I can't find myself in the rain.

It's like asking yourself in your heart

What's wrong with me?

Why is this happening?

Are you paralyzed by your present life?

Have you really given up your dream? ...

Look up at the blue sky

Where is my dream?

Where is my blue sky?

I just gave up?

Is this what I want?

The drizzle wet my whole body.

Let me see every step under my feet more clearly.

How is Ren confused?

How does the rain drop in Mao Mao?

I still choose the distance.

Looking for my only dream

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It's Qingming Festival again, and fireworks are everywhere.

10 years passed so quickly that everything seemed to stop yesterday. I recall those places where you once had a smiling face in my memory and wandered alone. Tears silently covered my sight. Without you, I am so helpless and pathetic. I once said, I will be stranded forever by whom, and the unchanging oath will be scattered into pieces one day. The rain beat against the eaves. I silently thought about the white stationery sent to heaven at some time. Do you understand? My thoughts and tears beat on the heartstrings. It was a sad Tomb-Sweeping Day. Do you remember the day when you smiled with me and told me that you loved the fireworks all over the sky?

Mountain flowers, quietly open ...

I like the majestic Taihang Mountain, and I prefer the Juma River which winds around the mountain. However, what fascinates me most is the Shandandan flowers scattered on the tender green carpet like little red stars.

Dandan flowers often bloom in May and June. When it is in full bloom, a string of fresh, bright and flaming flowers is welcome. Much like the best-selling perfume lily in the flower shop. Its hexagonal star-shaped petals curl back hard, and the orange-red stamens stretch hard, revealing the playfulness of attracting bees and butterflies; Seen from a distance, it looks like a small fire. Shandandan flowers are withdrawn and rarely gather together in groups, just like a beautiful and shy girl, quietly hiding in the shade, safely stuck in the barren soil, and decorating the beauty of nature with her own bright and pretty.

Every time a flower blooms, I always think of it, just like I miss my lover. As long as I have time, I will use my holiday to live in a farmhouse in Taihang Mountain. Every morning or evening, I will climb to the heights of the mountain, greedily enjoy the wonderful scenery around me, breathe the fragrant and clean air, and sing my favorite songs loudly, which will attract the wild birds around me to keep singing. Ah, that's a refreshing thing! Tired of singing, I drank a few mouthfuls of cool mountain springs, then searched around, picked some fresh mushrooms that had just been drilled out, and dandelion flowers connected with onion-like tubers, and went down the mountain contentedly.

Shandandan flowers are very strange. A new flower is added every year. Three flowers in three years, five flowers in five years and ten flowers in ten years. According to local villagers, he saw more than twenty Shandandan flowers in a deep valley in nobody walks. On a tall branch, more than twenty flowers are competing to open and compete for beauty, which fascinated the old man who never loved flowers. Reluctant to leave, he quickly found some dry branches and dug them up slowly. It was a long time before he took the foreign Kao home and planted it in his yard with roots. Unfortunately, Shandandan flower has another feature. Without the growing land, flowers will wither and die gradually, even Kao is no exception, which makes people who love flowers leave great regret, which is why Shandandan flowers are rarely seen in flower shops in cities.

I like Shandandan flower very much, and I like its unique character, which is beautiful and refined, lofty and detached, not seeking wealth, being content with poverty and lowliness, quietly elegant and quiet, preferring to die rather than surrender, melting into and dedicating to nature. But now more and more people go to the suburbs to play, and fewer and fewer Dandan flowers are dug up. Some places have disappeared and are rare, which is even more valuable.

The wild waves breed mountain flowers,

Have fun in the mountains;

In the deep valley,

Flowers bloom and fall in the mountains.

This is the intoxicating nature we yearn for. ...