Standing in front of your own alley, modern poetry

Qingshiban road,

Wandering in the distance.

Standing in front of your own alley,

Summer is so cool.

Riding your own bike,

Cross the big tree beside the path.

Crisp bells are sprinkled on the music of youth and vitality.

Standing in front of your own alley,

All the sadness,

Be forgotten.

The laughter of the children,

Like sunlight through green leaves,

Floating in the blue sky.

"We have no worries!"

"We love fantasy!"

"We don't want to grow up!"

"Your own future should be advocated by yourself!"

Standing in front of your own alley,

Happiness will never be forgotten.

In spring,

The children are flying kites in the open space of the alley.

It's like flying your dreams.

"fly!"

"fly!"

In this way,

Let dreams soar in the sky.

In summer,

Saltwater popsicles in the convenience store in the alley,

Will definitely become the best snack for children,

Then beside the old people in the village,

Watch him shake the cattail leaf fan,

Listening to his charming story,

Spend this wonderful summer.

Autumn,

Adults are busy brewing chrysanthemum wine,

Make moon cakes,

"Mid-Autumn Festival!"

Everyone in the alley is busy,

Round after round of holidays is necessary!

In winter,

Everything is dying.

But it is still gratifying that:

Chinese New Year is coming soon!

"grandma, grandma,

Don't worry.

After Laba is the year! "

……

One sentence after another,

Welcome the new year.

There is no luxury of a masked society here,

Without the reality and doubt in the masked society,

There are only blue skies and pure people here.

On a moonlit night,

By the street lamp on the roadside,

Will you remember your innocence and happiness?

In front of his own alley,

As long as you have a dream,

Everything will come true.