Modern poetry dandelion 1 gently blowing.
Fly when you are happy.
In autumn poems
Your pen.
Most beautiful
It's on the wings of an angel.
descend
feather
Pick it up by the wind
Give it to.
love
A drop of tear drops.
Leave when you should.
I planted all my love.
Mingchun
You will come to harvest.
Is it full of happiness?
Modern Poetry Dandelion 2 I am a little dandelion.
Gone with the Wind
I have no wings to fly.
The wind is my wing.
It took me far away.
The blue sky is with me.
The earth is my home.
When the wind comes,
I flew all over the sky.
freedom
When the wind is gone,
I will perch on the flowers.
Look at those bees flying around.
busy
It will be late and the sun will set.
Large tracts of yellow
Transient beauty
Night is coming.
Summer insects contend
I can only hide under the leaves.
Avoid dew
Waiting for the Light
The night is long.
lonely
The rapid light and shadow on the horizon still broke the silence of the night.
Stripped of the dawn
The sun rises in the east-a display of youthful vitality
A cool breeze abused it.
I can't help shivering.
Facing the bright sunshine,
Store energy
Wait for the next flight.
There may be a storm in the clear sky-unexpected things may happen at any time.
It began to rain.
needful
Think about it a few times, forget it.
Dreams are far away.
After the storm, it was calm.
I am a little dandelion.
I started my dream trip again.
The wind helped me carry it far away.
Help me plant the seeds of hope.
Stay until this season next year.
I can soar in the sky again.
It will be full of ...
I am a little dandelion. ...
The third chapter of the modern poem Dandelion walks in the city you built.
be committed to
Sweep the market
Everything is a clever arrangement.
Cross the stream of people
It doesn't make any sense.
if
Can't spread in the wind
Your information
Why should I worry?
therefore
Wandering around the world
Emotions should be controlled.
Don't let hope disappear.
I am dandelion
With the help of the wind humbly
Work hard.
Wings of dreams
winter
The soil is too dry.
Can't catch dead branches
How could you?
Paste my acacia
Let the night devour helplessness
Can't be swallowed
Is a stubborn soul.
One by one.
Rooted in the path you must take.
a photo
You must feel unyielding growth.
Drought is not bad.
There is not a drop of rain.
My umbrella can be shelved.
free space
Complete use
Save your story.
The city you built.
You don't need gorgeous decorations.
There is only one meter of sunshine.
a love song
That's enough
Encourage sprinting forward.
dandelion
Take root and you can write.
She said the whole brain
Just concentrate.
Listen to your heart.
Place your story
Modern poem Dandelion 4 I come from the north.
Falling with the wind in the beautiful south of the Yangtze River.
The splendor of Jiangnan
The cold humidity is full of charming fragrance.
willies
in a hurry
Fall into this fragrance
But I don't stink at all.
I just want to get rid of it.
dust
Stuffed in my thin body
lure
Jiangnan Fei Ying Caochang
Jiangnan xiaoqiao liushuiqu lane
The neon in the south of the Yangtze River is filled with. ...
I tried to find my direction.
Busy activity
Bright colors bring fragrance.
Dim sunshine during the day.
The charming fragrance of the night
Where is my direction?
I bring tired wind and tired rain.
Take a long-term view
Just a full face of loss.
With faint pity eyes.
I'm looking for a corner
Not smart
No fragrance
Someone who has only one breath left to shine on me.
Weak wind and half sunshine.
I'm used to it.
Even if there is only a piece of rubble.
I am extravagant about everything here.
Yu Lu huaxiang
My weak body
Suck hungrily
Breathe greedily
The nutrients that belong to me
I slowly and deeply took root.
Longing for the next stop in life.
The fifth chapter of the modern poem Dandelion looks through the autumn water.
Hongyan can't wait for half a brocade book.
Break the glacier
Yinmashan can't find your tea fragrance.
Like a cloud
I can't see you in the sunset, but I still smile like a chrysanthemum.
Do you remember
You said, you are blue.
dandelion
Complex diameter
A pile of time is warm and flawless.
Can you gently touch a blade of grass with your fingertips?
That catkin has been lifted all the way since March 1 day.
Flowers are accompanied by brocade robes
Never lonely
My fingertips hold a wisp of futon chasing the wind.
Where is home?
Follow the footsteps of the soul
Wave one's arm
A wisp of dust blooms with peerless beauty.
Who will stay in my life?
Walk on the road of time
After the rain, the grass tips were covered with dew.
The bright end of the clear and solidified pupil.
Read silently when reading.
How deep is the infatuation in the world of mortals?
Brocade symbolizes the glorious years.
Whose shadow passed by the willow corridor of youth?
Pick a relaxed imagination one by one.
I see that the fields in September are still full of beautiful things.
Blow off the wind and frost of any season.
The wings of dreams fly to heaven
Soak in the dust and turn around the autumn pile
Dandelion is still waiting for its initial dream.
Flocculation is white, and the wind is fragrant.
Dress strangers in the purest clothes.
The haze is burning and the time is bright.
The lightest steps on tiptoe fluttered in the wind.
Modern poem dandelion 6 you, weak and cautious.
Never grandstanding, weak body.
Flat-topped, a plain sky
White transparent, yellow quiet.
Unknown, walking in the wind and rain
You are just a little kaleidoscope.
Forever, facing the bright sky
That's because, in your heart
Indifference is your constant heart sound.
You are as light as a feather.
Even the slightest gust of wind
However, flying dreams is enough; I know
Let nature take its course is the eternity of your life.
Away from the enchanting at that time.
Even if it's just weeds on the roadside.
You will always hold your head high, never.
Bow your head, that noble head and neck
Dandelion sky, heaven and earth are distinct.
Full of ancient customs
Time, even if it is like a rotating lens barrel.
How can I stop your quiet mood?
Dandelion, an elf
It doesn't matter, share joys and sorrows all the way.
However, it gives people a profound spiritual shock.
Life, the true face of loneliness.
The footsteps of years, in a hurry.
How much helplessness and emotion are there in the world of mortals?
I really want to walk in the sky like dandelions.
Let the heart calm, calm
Become the most beautiful scenery in life.
Modern Poetry Dandelion 7 Dandelion, Free Yourself
Today in that year,
On the speeding train,
In a crowded tour group,
You suddenly turn around,
Caught me,
I was shocked,
Get lost.
At that moment,
Where does the sunshine disappear?
Everything becomes empty.
My body and mind began to decline,
I can't see anything in the dark,
The bottomless space,
Gently, gently,
No coast, no roads,
No standards, no boundaries,
No mood, no thoughts,
You can swim without me.
Confused,
The rate of decline is getting faster and faster,
More and more urgent.
And then countless I divided into
Nobody knows. It's still heaven,
Or grounded,
Or a stream, or the sea,
Still empty!
We know each other,
Get to know each other,
Fall in love,
Mix,
Toward the distance.
Move with the wind,
ends of the earth
The flute of a shepherd boy in the distance,
I'm sorry, dancing on that ground,
Wearing camouflage clothes,
Beautiful dandelion,
That's me, flying freely!
The modern poem Dandelion may have been blown by you unintentionally.
But it gives it the power to fly.
From then on, it had a colorful dream.
Fly and float around the world
Get lost and leave your hometown
Suffering and dying.
Finding you, everything is worth paying for.
If there is wind, you want to fly higher.
It thinks, you always open the window.
It has a chance to land.
Closer to you, no longer lonely.
If you still have love, please bury it next to the violet.
Its youth will start here.
It whispers to the stars.
Dreams in the moonlight are as colorful as fairy tales.
Hair fluttering in the wind, morning light
Wake up in confusion
The new leaves began to grow and the heart had blossomed.
Only a few leaves will grow in various ways.
Green radish, asparagus and dripping Guanyin are all reserved.
Let it enjoy your warm love alone.
When life blooms a yellow flower again.
This small world has been sunny ever since.
"My little sun!"
Your pity
Excited its heart
Watch it regenerate fahua.
You take it off, and your red lips slowly approach it.
Gently, take another breath of fragrance,
The sky is full of stars, flying all over the world with love.
Chapter 9 of the modern poem Dandelion Walking in the city you built.
be committed to
Sweep the market
Everything is a clever arrangement.
Cross the stream of people
It doesn't make any sense.
if
Can't spread in the wind
Your information
Why should I worry?
therefore
Wandering around the world
Emotions should be controlled.
Don't let hope disappear.
I am dandelion
With the help of the wind humbly
Work hard.
Wings of dreams
winter
The soil is too dry.
Can't catch dead branches
How could you?
Paste my acacia
Let the night devour helplessness
Can't be swallowed
Is a stubborn soul.
One by one.
Rooted in the path you must take.
a photo
You must feel unyielding growth.
Drought is not bad.
There is not a drop of rain.
My umbrella can be shelved.
free space
Complete use
Save your story.
The city you built.
You don't need gorgeous decorations.
There is only one meter of sunshine.
a love song
That's enough
Encourage sprinting forward.
dandelion
Take root and you can write.
She said the whole brain
Just concentrate.
Listen to your heart.
Place your story
Modern poem Dandelion 10 The stem is upright and the water has evaporated.
Still tall and straight
Support a family upward.
The children huddled together in their mother's arms and whispered.
Wake up, grow up and leave home.
Holding umbrellas one after another, chasing the prosperity of the heart.
Seeds stay with the wind and settle down.
Life is a cycle.
dream
Take root and sprout
Modern poem Dandelion (1 1) runs along a winding path in the wind and rain. What time?
The beauty of the rainbow is presented in the heart.
I leaned down to listen, and dandelion told me the answer.
I borrowed it from the tidbits scattered by the wind.
A carefully selected tidbit carries food.
Under the guidance of the wind, fly to the other side of the rainbow
At this time, you can fly on the highway.
I will charge and write it on the back of the wind.
I pray for you in the direction where you fly.
Waiting, the moment when the rainbow smiles
The modern poem Dandelion (12) slowly dances across the earth.
A romantic scene full of joy.
The washed-away steps can no longer be seen.
meet
Gradually look back at each other.
You can't see me. I can't see you.
From then on, they drifted to the end of the world.
You were my best partner.
Your smile and your beauty are my fairy tales.
The wind blows gently, and you and I fall with fate.
The wind is too strong.
I am so small.
And why doesn't the wind give me love?
Sink reduction
Wind, you have turned me into a helpless servant.
The wind is moving, and I am being dragged.
You are far away and I am in a foreign land.
After many years, the wind has passed us by.
Trapped in the whirlpool, tired and struggling
I can't find your direction.
You blurred my appearance.
That's it. That's it.
Sigh, turn around and settle anywhere.
Sometimes similar shadows
Mention you
You and I were the protagonists in fairy tales.
A clear smile
Can't hinder nature and security.
There is no sorrow after dust.
Now it's like
Like an endless ocean
Deep buried valley
How are you from afar?
The modern poem Dandelion 13 has not been forgotten.
The cold wind is blowing my umbrella.
Wandering alone
In that cold season
I only have one hope.
Resolutely defend a place
Stick to your inner sincerity
Looking forward to burying another mood under the snow
Like waking up but not waking up.
Listen to the sound of ice by the stream
Cry at midnight
It's beautiful.
Or sobbing?
I haven't really realized
This long winter
But there is news of the smell of wintersweet.
I packed my bags at sixes and sevens
Walk into the warm breeze
Huanghua Le Kai
In the delicate spring
Drunk in green Yuan Ye.
Laughing woke up a brilliant dream.
Smiling also cherishes pure spirituality.
Petals are silently writing the lost journal.
Jump thinking, go on.
A dream in my bones
I packed my bags again.
Cultivate new ideals
Except for that little umbrella.
Continue the journey of life
seek
Looking for long-lost laughter
And the flowers that Iraqis live in.
Swallows are busy with life migration.
It's sunny.
Do you remember?
A cluster of yellow flowers in a green field.
dandelion
Recite yesterday's mood
Modern Poetry Dandelion 14 Leaves
Take you flying.
give up
This is for you to see.
I am standing in this old place.
Wait, wait, wait
Your colorful spring
I, flying in this high sky.
Meet, meet
Your lofty expectations
The scattered memories of those modern poems dandelion 15
Such as the tidbits of poplars
Fly in waiting
Don't say goodbye. It's been years.
Lost in the wind
The vicissitudes of life
suddenly turn round
Still surprised?
It is youth without regrets.