Do modern poems describe airplanes?

Paper plane

Wandering alone after breaking up, but meeting you in the alley,

The expression that should be happy is deliberately hidden.

The broken kite kept shaking in the air,

Only to find that you have left my side.

Is it my fault,

You should not let your heart get cold.

Staring at the only picture of us on the wall,

You showed a happy smile in the photo.

Think about our story,

You shouldn't give up everything just because you said goodbye.

Our love is like a plane made of paper,

It looks calm, but it can't walk out of the wind and rain.

Can't stand the sudden storm and blow,

Encountered the crisis of emotional breakdown and unable to reunite.

Our love is like a plane made of paper,

Even if I keep flying, I still hover in the same place.

Although the weather will forget the painful memories,

But dead love will never come back to life.

There is unspeakable sympathy between us,

That is the recklessness and disdain that runs through the whole body.

So it doesn't give us happiness,

But draw a full stop.

Pacing back and forth by the bridge alone,

Think about how the future plot should be staged.

It turns out that all this is like a string on the handle of a guitar.

You can't play the charm of love.

Our love is like a plane made of paper,

It looks calm, but it can't walk out of the wind and rain.

Can't stand the sudden storm and blow,

Encountered the crisis of emotional breakdown and unable to reunite.

Our love is like a plane made of paper,

Even if I keep flying, I still hover in the same place.

Although the weather will forget the painful memories,

But dead love will never come back to life.

Scattered love has lost its cohesion,

Tell us it's time to say forget.

I am a plane.

I am a long white plane.

My smile, on the pilot's face,

My happiness flowed into the traveler's heart.

I provide convenience for tourists.

I speeded up the long-distance travelers.

I made traveling abroad no longer a dream,

I regard distance as a shortcut.

I am a plane,

I am a long white plane.

I am a child of steel and rubber,

I am a chorus of gasoline and engines.

I am a flying house,

I am a bird made of steel.

I am the crystallization of hard work and wisdom,

I am the hope of flying and the high wind.

I am a plane,

I am a long white plane.