Latecomers may not understand.
Flying flowers on barren graves
It's your once bright eyes
A promise made
Go with the ashes
I see what you call eternity.
There is no color.
Cry into a wisp of smoke
Leaving home alone.
Overnight strong tea
The taste is still fresh
But why drink it in your mouth?
I always feel that it is not the original match.
There is a transparent film in my heart.
Everything I touch is cold.
Where did the temperature dissipate?
I can only torture eternity.
Eternity is far from me.
Let the problems spread all over your body
Eternal will only be the comments of future generations.
Just like Van Gogh's Sunflower.
Behind the strong colors
Blood flooded the canvas.
An inaudible ear
Eternal Modern Poetry 2 The ship full of nursery rhymes has gone,
Accompany me from yesterday to now;
I don't know how to express my father's love for me.
I only feel that my father's strict love will always care for me!
Wandering alone reminds me of you instantly,
Gentle as fire, like your loving eyes;
Thank you for raising your golden childhood and letting me begin to recall that vivid memory!
Not good at oral indoctrination,
But you will express your deep fatherly love with your actions;
At the moment, I only miss your silent gaze.
Forgive me for never giving you a hug when you grew up;
Dragging the tired body, ending the hard work of the day,
I've been wondering in my heart if I'm all right.
Tolerance and patience,
You taught me the principle of doing things;
Difficulties and setbacks come from driving,
You led me in a new direction!
You're proud of me,
I have never been proud of you;
That's very generous of you,
Is my eternal shame!
My great father,
Let me keep my laughter and smile,
Let me continue the rest of the journey!
My ordinary father,
You are my eternal life, my existence, my closest relative, my beloved!
Eternal modern poem 3 sitting in the corner of time
In a daze or meditation
The smell of tea in the rocking chair can't bring my thoughts back.
Looking for candy in my imagination
Be sure to penetrate the smell of sea breeze, which is the feeling of summer.
Waving a pen smartly
Let you understand loneliness instantly.
Standing in the sunset again
Look at your tall and thin figure.
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April has become dull and even halfway through.
The kite string was pulled tight at first.
Cut by air, getting thinner and thinner.
The blooming kapok still can't connect the ancient legends.
Just sew parallel lines into the back of each poem.
Sit quietly with time.
Or let it go.
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Many stories waver in conception.
Do or not do, low-key or publicity.
Dye an ink impression and highlight a rainy mood.
Let your heart speak freely.
Let the extension of love be closer to life
Shine, looking for memories every day.
May it no longer be a lonely wait.
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Time passes in the voyage.
If you are not careful, you will be left behind.
Therefore, a wonderful fight is only related to the word struggle.
Less tenderness and subtlety, more impassioned catharsis.
After many years, too many ladies' diaries will be put on hold.
I only remember that there is Wan Zhu Ran Ran outside the quiet window sill.
Life is still quiet and beautiful.
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When people walk more, they form a natural road.
Things have gone through a lot and life is getting more and more perfect.
It is not a poem or a song that can be summarized.
So we need to keep writing, growing and making progress.
Hold on to the treasures of those years.
As eternal love.
Eternal Modern Poetry 4 In the ocean of the world,
There are always countless waves,
If,
China is a ship,
You are like a powerful sail.
Have unlimited power,
Lead the boat through the wind and waves,
Sail smoothly,
Alive. On land.
It is inevitable to experience snow, rain, wind and frost.
If,
Home is a tree,
You are like a kind sunshine.
With great enthusiasm,
Let every tree thrive,
Bloom hope.
In an ideal sky,
It can't always be smooth sailing,
If,
I am an eagle.
You are a solid wing,
With kind encouragement,
Inspired me to fly over the barrier.
Fly freely,
I want to draw a picture for you,
But search all the pigments in the world,
No color,
Enough to touch your light,
I want to praise you with a song.
But search all the music in the world,
No note,
You can enjoy yourself, song for you,
Because you-
Is an eternal belief,
The sacred direction.
Eternal modern poetry 5 misses that quiet morning.
Hold hands with farmers like me.
Drive away a flock of lambs
"Baa Baa" faces the sunrise of birth.
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Miss that busy noon.
Send delicious food to the fields.
Watching your sweet smile and sweating like rain.
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Miss the path at dusk.
Wrinkles blur the eyes.
Still beating with joy and tenderness
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I am your baby.
You are my shit.
Support each other.
Walk through the beauty of life
You are my dear old farmer, and I am the old lady you expect. Who are you? Who am I? An eternal dream, a dream.
You hold my hand, I feel all your tenderness, I look up at your face and pour my whole heart into happiness. Where are you going? Where should I go? You are my day, I am your land, where is the beautiful world? You picked some small flowers and planted them on my hair. I twisted a marijuana plant into a whip for you. Loud songs echoed on country roads with crisp whips, and cheerful laughter ended the afterglow of the sunset glow. Honey, where are you?
How much I miss you, thinking about countless distant memories, and you forget to come back again and again, leaving yourself in the depths of prosperity. ..... season after season, I forget that I am alone. Maybe this is all a play arranged by God, but is it beyond the title that I want to be a woman? In this life, I am awake under your crying, but you are in the middle of the Weihe River in the world of mortals, watching the tidbits of love flying in the sky, which do not belong to me. My eyes are blurred, and my tears drown my blooming family.
The grass is green and the fog is white. There is a beautiful woman by the water.
Time is gray, traces are boundless, looking back at the Millennium, the fog is wet.
Shallow candle lamp, transparent and boundless, unfamiliar with the world of mortals, neat as frost.
Resentment, printing and dyeing, a prosperous dream, waking up empty.
My heart is eternal in infinity. You are the shining red light in my life. I dance with the brilliance of life and fly in silence. Thank you, thank you for the beauty with sweetness in bitterness, so that tears can be crystal clear in stillness and calm in the world of reflection. Seeing you in the world of mortals, being warm and interdependent, getting along with each other day and night is the true meaning of life. Leave and forget who it is. Forget the past, forget all the sadness and welcome a new start.
My heart is eternal and heaven and earth blend together.