Modern life poetry

Modern Poetry of Life 1 Life came into this world by accident.

Inevitably, it is a process.

Feel yourself, including

Good and bad, happiness and pain.

It also includes active coercion, unintentional and helplessness.

All right, let's name it.

Apply for a patent for your own connotation

In order for you to shake hands with doomsday

Time, sometimes, can become very obscene.

Dangers, injuries and traps are close to you.

Lighter than a cat's footsteps.

It's not a promotion or a raise.

Let you reap a happy commission immediately.

Even so, you still refuse emptiness.

Be grateful for life in life.

For example, struggle and dedication.

Another example is kindness, tolerance and hatred.

You are never short of parting.

Relatives, relatives, colleagues, friends

Hospitals, stations, docks and funeral homes

Copy your countless joys and sorrows.

So, you lack an agreement.

Always say sincerely

Cherish the dedication of every day.

Endure the end of every day.

Life, wherever it appears.

Your heart is your motherland.

Is this river clear?

Is the forest dense?

Is the sky blue?

Is the sun shining? ...

Experience and make the most accurate answer.

I know that death is very important to you.

This is only the last trip. ...

Life Modern Poetry 2 Close your eyes

Still not lost

It's still there.

I knit in my dream.

open one's eyes

The beautiful world is carefree.

Doesn't seem to care about people's profligacy

simple but elegant

earth rotation

I took it yesterday.

The rest was yesterday.

The weather is how bright today.

The wind blew off the petals.

When you face the darkness

Life is bright.

When you face the haze

Life is spring.

Life is light and love.

This is sacred.

You walk in.

God is smiling at you.

You work hard.

The world often beckons to you.

Beauty, laugh.

Love, indulge in desire

I also want to float away the old leaves.

Being alive is a kind of strength.

Cherishing life is a kind of happiness.

Poetry of Modern Life 3- 1

With you

First cry

A grain of dust fell from the universe.

The earth is pregnant with tiny life.

Fate also began its journey.

two

Some people lamented.

The magic of life

There are still people exploring.

mystery of life

Where are you from?

Where to go?

Start and end

seems to be

Transition around the origin

No displacement

three

Boundless interstellar space

Countless dust

Accidental collision

Will it change the course of fate?

You struggled.

Try to make yourself more colorful.

therefore

Life has reached its peak.

The melody of fate

multiple climaxs

perhaps

You will meet again.

The baptism of the storm

Brushing you mercilessly.

Made by tempering.

Smooth luminous body

Facing the sunshine

You embody the charm of gold.

four

When the sun turns to Hexi.

Your brilliance

And gradually disappear.

Life began to be wronged.

Fate is also crying.

five

look back

Look at the trajectory of fate.

No matter you.

Are you satisfied?

In the end, it is the end of life.

Modern Poetry of Life 4 Sitting Alone

In silence

I have been waiting for you for a long time.

You're here.

High altitude from Chineydy.

therefore

Blood is happy in the body.

The heart is beating briskly in the chest.

done

Stupid, stupid

Without a word.

I was very happy

Just because you came into my life.

Love you, eyes are smiling.

Thinking of you, my heart is sweet.

done

voicelessly

Happiness is like a fragrant flower.

Floating towards me

Between smiles

Happiness is like beautiful waves.

Come to me.

Sweetly

Happiness is like a warm wind.

Blow on me

therefore

Forget the world.

Fantasy hypnotized me for a long time.

Poetry began to surge in my heart.

Well, do whatever you want.

How do I want to play?

Have no scruples in front of you

Spoil like a child

I will be filled with joy.

Like the night sky

Beautiful because of the stars.

And my life.

Everything is wonderful because of you.

Five cases of modern life poems

In the mirror.

I saw the shadow of time.

draw a curve

I always feel a little dim in front of me.

young heart

Tighten the strings of life

Achieved the expected day.

When you can turn around

But I am full of nostalgia for yesterday.

Mature but bitter.

Years are always inadvertently.

Wipe away some helpless sadness

height

unparalleled

Such an image

When you occupy your heart.

all

This is the expected result.

The last thing we can't cross

This is your own idea.

difficulty

It's like seeing a mountain from a distance.

therefore

Distant

Will have a desire

The pinnacle of life

It's just a seed

Always complaining about yourself.

When I was not born on a mountain peak.

Hopes were dashed.

red wine

Lip temperature

Blurred light

Romance of music

Between the eyes

reach a secret agreement

Life is bitter.

The aftertaste is sweet.

An empty cup

Is the best effect of life.

work of art

dereism

Draw a real shadow

In some form.

Reach a height

Fade or highlight

Some details

Highlight the effect of the eyes

Feel the concentration of sound.

Chew the taste of light and shadow

Standing at the height of history

Reproduce history

Describe the future

Forget time, forget age.

An inanimate thing

But the elite who focus on life.

Modern Poetry of Life 6 Memories of Life Corner

Never expect to think about life.

Fall like autumn leaves.

And the dusty inner complex.

When you come out of the ground

In the rainy season.

A heart that makes you sad.

Bloom like lilacs

Memories of petals dying.

Decentralized—

In the deepest part of your life

wait for

Come back, my love.

Come back, my love.

Your company

Make me happy.

I can't forget our past.

Time goes by and you leave.

I can't remember your face clearly

Immerse yourself in a dream with your past.

Always makes me sad.

Makes me miss you so much.

Waiting for your arrival day and night

Come back, dear.

I hope

My dream

You can understand.

Although only longing for germination.

Only that sweet smile

Enough to show ...

I have a crush on you.

I hope

my heart

You can understand.

Although it's just a simple scenery.

Only that bunch of crimson

Enough to show ...

I love you very much.

I hope

I am a small city.

Even if it's small enough for you, me and * * *

I think, my true feelings

Can touch you.

Please believe.

With you, it will become rich.

Who is waiting for the long journey?

Silent cherry blossoms fall on my window.

Destroy the love of spring

A temporary stop on a branch

This is just a beautiful moment

Destined to be a passer-by on the road of life

It's a long road.

I can't guess the change.

Who will live short?

Who will last forever?

Who will wait for the tears of time?

Don't want to be a cigarette in a hurry

I want to leave a beautiful place for the long road.

Let it not forget my existence.

I don't know who is waiting on the road.

Where in the world?

But I want to leave the long road under my feet.

Follow me to find the distance.

Memory, here it is

A crowded station

Rain drops in the eyes.

Walking alone in the crowd

Blurred everyone's eyes

Leaving only that memory.

On someone. Heart

Gaze into the distance

stretch out one's hand(s)

But there were tears in her eyes.

Reluctantly withdraw

A man with a backpack.

The figure gradually blurred.

finally

Disappear into the sea of people

If time stops,

He's not leaving either.

Leisure will naturally dissipate.

Slowly

Gone with the wind

If the air does not flow.

happy

Immediately following the next paragraph.

The dark clouds cleared and the sun was dazzling.

Manbu rensheng road

Tobacco and catkin

Between heaven and earth

We want to ask

Who can match beauty?

only

Memories here

June

I don't remember the original season.

Maybe this June, too.

I hold a silent poem.

The moonlight shines on your window.

I stared at your figure on the balcony.

I watched you leave in the rain.

I hid my silence in the rain in those years.

In those years, we threw our laughter into the sky.

My silent eyes

In order to enter your world

Now I have to hide again.

Modern Poetry of Life 7 Review of Buddha's Past 500 Lives

In exchange for the shoulders of this life.

And you are the most beautiful meeting in my life.

I must have been staring at you all my life.

Alternating cycle time of spring, summer, autumn and winter

Keep walking, keep laughing, keep laughing.

Used to be a young man.

Once immature, it has long been replaced by maturity and smoothness.

When all the prosperity is gone, the only constant around me is your troubles, comforting me.

Always accompany me when I am sad.

You always congratulate me when you succeed.

You always hit me when you are proud.

You'll never worry about one day.

I will lose you.

You are the most beautiful encounter in my life.

We went through the storm together.

You are the most beautiful encounter in my life.

Let's walk through the darkness and go to the light together.

You are the most beautiful encounter in my life.

We had a fight and separated.

We misunderstood and cried.

But I never worry about losing you.

If I can, I would like to share all my blessings with you.

If I can, I want to send all my good luck to you.

Just because you are the most beautiful meeting in my life.

I want to give you everything I have.

You are the most beautiful encounter in my life.

Even if you are poor all your life.

I can only meet one person like you, which is enough for me.

Modern Poetry of Life 8 Sun of Life-Mother

10 May, this is a festival worthy of everyone's memory-Mother's Day. In this way, pay tribute to every mother in the world. No matter how busy you are, always tell your parents and don't let your mother's efforts be taken for granted. Love sublimates in feedback.

Open the photo album,

Page by page,

Every page is full of beautiful memories.

A wedding registration photo, simple and festive.

On the right, you are young and slightly shy;

The second picture is a family photo of a family of three.

As a new mother, you are still like a flower.

The whole family is dressed up,

obviously

Life is a little harder,

But your eyes are full of confidence.

The third background is a green tea garden.

Another naughty little boy,

I was crying and was coaxed by my mother;

Your hands obviously have a lot of calluses.

When I was a child,

Every time I ask you with this photo,

Why does a little boy with a runny nose cry?

You always have a proud smile on your eyebrows,

I ran away shyly. e

Mom,

Inadvertently,

Nearly sixty years old,

Hair turns white,

Wrinkles covered his forehead,

Every wrinkle contains an intriguing story.

Every wisp of gray silver hair shines with the light of eventful years.

Mom, is my kindest and warmest name for you.

When my mother and I wrote down this great title together,

It seems that there is some distance between heart and heart,

The distance is full of permanent nostalgia and infinite concern.

Behind the appellation is an inseparable kinship.

The tree of life is bathed in the sunshine of maternal love,

Can flourish;

The tentacles of love reach out to the river of my life,

Keep rushing to wash,

Every scolding is a wave of love,

Every time I encourage you, I will go forward bravely.

The stars no longer wander,

Mother is the spiritual harbor of children,

Mother is the sun in every child's life,

Shine into the inner world,

Light up the future.

Let's grow up together on the fertile soil of poetry, plug in the wings of imagination and find a paradise of spiritual freedom!

Life, modern poetry, 9 years of running water.

In the cycle of the four seasons

Give it to us.

Vivid picture scroll

Melody after melody.

Enjoy this time quietly.

Ranshin

Take your time

Slow down a little.

Right there.

At the right time

Meet the right person

Forget the scenery that should be forgotten

life

This is just a game.

The process of blooming and withering

Don't worry.

There is no doubt about it.

All encounters are fate.

Rise from fate

Ended in fate

There is always a beam of sunshine.

Warm your heart.

There's always someone.

Wonderful your life.

When will we meet?

Never met.

But hearts are connected.

You just walk with a smile.

just as

There is a gentleness.

Like smoke curling up in a censer.

The body is still.

Nourish the peace of mind

This is life.

Modern Poetry of Life 10 Days Turn to Spring Breeze,

Leave it to nature.

Nature puts beauty,

Leave it to spring.

Grass,

Eyes full of green.

Clusters of flowers,

Beautiful and bright.

A swift river,

Nourish both sides of prosperity,

Bees make honey,

The butterfly is dancing.

Noble life

Come into this world,

Let life be a torch,

Light her up with love,

Drive away the dark ghost,

Send warmth to the people,

Set out in the historical sky

Dazzling, dazzling, brilliant

Reflection is like a dream.

You are the wet reflection in the dream.

It's looming

I used my hand, and my mind was driven away.

Want to uncover

Your tender secret

Fate ripples in the cycle.

Raul wrinkled my amorous eyes.

My beloved flower tree rises and falls.

The trees are full of moonlight.

Moonlight flows with the scenery of the four seasons.

And the bitter sound of cicadas in summer in the crisscross of light and shadow

Oh, no

This is a song played by the suona orchestra.

At the end of the nerve

Plant a crowned corolla.

About the back you walked through that summer.

Time witness

Random scanning

Calendar with desk tilted backwards

No distant thoughts.

Subsequent filling

Familiar Arabic numerals

You left quietly.

When you come gently

Witness of the fleeting time.

A lonely and silent calendar

Clear the watershed of spring, summer, autumn and winter

Weave the notes of the four seasons.

Write colorful music of the four seasons.

The years have ruthlessly crossed the calendar.

Engraved with eternal memories.

Every inch of time passes through your fingers.

The instant footprint that branded the course of life.

Ordinary beauty

Sitting on the withered grass

Looking at the sun feebly

That light is too dazzling.

Sharp grass petals are swaying in the wind.

Soft fur clothes, hanging green stars.

Life is lush, like a charming girl.

Dead leaves under the tree

The withered figure curled up in the sun.

Floating in the wind, as if telling

I looked at the branches, budding.

Oh, so her new life has started again.

What happened to my life?

Rub your hands with your godless eyes.

Tell yourself that life needs tenacious strength.

I like this unknown grass and strive to grow.

Life will be more substantial, and beautiful flowers will bloom unremarkably.

Real estate monster

Who is real estate development for?

The barren land suddenly became sky-high

Build an imperial nest in heaven on earth,

A painting in Qiongtai Pavilion.

How many idle planting osmanthus,

Boasting about the scene of falling flowers.

The gazebo attracts wild crows,

Draw in the mirror of the bridge.

This scene existed in the sky in ancient times.

Lu Shang actually tied this scene.

Run to the end of the world under the cover of the people,

A few degrees of bitter black hair.

Take your son home at dusk,

It's rare to have a room and a half tiles.

Sigh that powerful people live in the royal family,

Living under someone else's roof.

Poisonous fruit

A poisonous fruit grew on the tree.

The branch that produces this fruit.

And the whole tree

Even the whole earth.

We should reflect.