Xi Murong
All endings have been written.
All the tears have also flowed out.
I suddenly forgot what kind of beginning this was.
On that ancient summer day that is gone forever.
No matter how I pursue it.
Young you are just passing by.
And your smile is extremely shallow.
Gradually disappeared into the mist after sunset.
Turn the yellow title page over page by page.
Fate has bound it badly.
I looked at it again and again, with tears in my eyes.
But I have to admit.
Youth is a book that is too hasty.
What is the content of the modern poem "Poetry of Youth"? The poem "Youth" is written like this:
Is there a kind of beauty that can be eternal?
Nobody told me the answer,
Only meteors across the sky.
Are there any memories that can be moved?
Nobody told me the answer,
There are only seven rainbows after the rain.
How can you say,
A world without dreams is no longer beautiful?
Look at that child's innocent smile.
How can you say,
The night without lights no longer moves?
Do you know that stars are also caring eyes?
We are young people.
We are bright stars in the night sky.
We don't follow the rules.
We are persistent eagles on the horizon.
Nothing can stop us.
Yearning for beauty
Nothing can control us.
Love of youth
The most beautiful lines of youth
It depends on us.
read aloud
Youth is a beautiful dream.
But one day I will wake up from my dream.
Youth is a small river
But it will dry up one day.
Youth is a rainbow.
But it will disappear one day.
Youth is a blooming flower.
But one day it will fall.
Youth is the fine sand in your hands.
Unconsciously, it has leaked out.
Youth is a meteor in the sky.
Although it was beautiful, it passed quickly.
Youth is the fragrance left by happiness.
Everything I want to cherish is gone.
The whole content of national martyrdom poems is nine national martyrdom songs.
Qu Yuan
Holding a sword, wearing leather armor, chariots crisscross, sword and blade.
Enemy, the flag is like a dark cloud and the arrow is on the string.
He violated my position and trampled on my team. My left relative died and my right relative was stabbed.
Bury two rounds, trip four horses, and beat drums with jade mallets.
Then I will be furious, kill vilen mercilessly and abandon him.
No return, no return, the plain is hazy and the road is very remote.
Wearing a long sword, holding a strong crossbow, leaving your head, Zhuang Xin will not change.
Brave and fearless, you are the most. You will stick to your post until you die.
The body is dead, the spirit is spirit, and the soul is a ghost.
Seeing and not seeing the whole content of the poem "seeing and not seeing"
You saw me, or you didn't see me, I was there, neither sad nor happy.
You won't come or go there if you read or don't read my feelings.
You love me, or you don't love me, love is there.
Either you follow me or you don't. My hand is in your hand.
Come to my arms or let me live in your heart, love each other silently, be quiet and happy.
The poems, words and all the contents of Li Yu, the queen of the Tang Dynasty? The red sun in Huanxisha is three feet high, and the golden furnace adds fragrance to the beast twice, and the red brocade lichen wrinkles step by step. Beauty dances with golden hairpin, wine can't smell flowers, and other halls can smell flute and drum. In Lou Yu's evening makeup in spring, bright muscles appear, and moths file in the Spring Hall. Feng Xiao blew away the water and clouds, and pressed the song of dress. Who smells better in the wind, drunk. Don't dye the candles red when you come back, until you step on a horseshoe to clear jathyapple. Bodhisattva spends a moonlit night in a dark cage and a light fog, and now goes to Xianglang! Step by step, step by step, holding golden shoes. See you at the south bank of the gallery, always shivering. It's hard for slaves to come out, but you can be merciful. Bodhisattva Man Penglai Courtyard is a closed rooftop girl, and the painting hall sleeps day and night without words. Cui Yunguang threw the pillow and embroidered clothes smelled strange fragrance. The hidden beads lock and move, feeling the dream of the silver screen. With a slow smile on his face, he looks forward to it infinitely. Bodhisattva's copper spring is brittle, and the new sound moves slowly. Eyes are black, eyes are flowing. Rain clouds are deeply embroidered, and when they come, they will be harmonious. No matter how empty the banquet is, the soul will lose its spring dream. Xiao Yue, the migratory warbler, fell down, and Sue was speechless and leaned back on the pillow. Dream back to the grass, the sky is far away and the geese are rare. The warblers are whispering, the flowers are scattered, and the solitary painting hall is deep in the courtyard. Red Hugh swept Iraq and left it to the dancers to return. It is better to look at the flowers than to wait for the old branches. The light green jade is soft and clear, and the surface of the floating lamp is clear. Why don't you always smile and ban the garden for the Spring Festival Evening? The drunkard's intention is not wine, but poetry has become an industry. The fisherman is full of snow, and the peaches and plums are silent. A pot of wine and a nylon stick. There are several people like farmers in the world. The fisherman has a spring breeze, a boat, a cocoon and a light hook. Flowers are full of Zhu, wine is full of Europe, and you are comfortable in the waves. Qingpingle, don't come to spring. It's heartbreaking The order of autumn may be like snow in the snow, brush it off and then flow down full. Hongyan has flown back, the journey is far away, and the dream is hard to come true. The sadness of parting is like weeds in spring, which go further and further. Xie Xinen's cherry blossoms fall at the end of the stage, like a bed leaning on a fumigation cage. Much like last year today, hate is the same. The sideburns are incomplete and gaunt, and the tears are red. Where do you miss each other? Screen window drunk in a dream. In times of danger, the wind returns to the yard, and the spring scenery continues. With the silence of the diaphragm for a long time, the sound of bamboo is still like a new moon. The ice on the surface of the pool is melting before the song is over. Candles are bright and fragrant, paintings are deep, and temples are covered with frost and snow. In the dark night, the flowers in the forest withered in spring. They were in a hurry, but they had no choice but to come to the cold rain and the evening breeze. It's natural that people hate water when they grow up. If you have nothing to say when you meet each other, go to the west wing alone, and the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn. Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. It's not just the general taste. How can we avoid the sadness of midnight songs in life? What is the limit of ecstasy alone! The dream of the old country is back, and I feel tears falling down my eyes. Who is the tallest building? Remember that autumn is sunny. The past is empty, still like a dream.
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Modern poetry praising youth. Who praises snow?
Knock on my curtain.
Drift into my eyes
You were as strong as before last night.
You are so gentle today.
I have missed your heart for a long time
Don't be so anxious.
I just hate being born around you.
Enjoy the romantic winter.
Leng Yue is windy.
Pick mulberry seeds and sing snow.
Silver is wrapped in mountains and rivers.
I was on cloud nine last night.
It's floating again today
Beautiful night in Xue Rui.
Ice sculptures and jade carvings are thousands of miles away.
Yi Li Shu Hua
Mankuo pear
The spring breeze passes through Yumen Pass.
Jade is floating in the sky,
Like catkins, like incense, like eyes flying.
For nine days,
All over the world.
Sansu silver lock,
Pink pear is drunk.
I prefer to be cold at the age of three friends,
How charming it is to decorate Guanshan.
Modern poem "Journey of Love" Author: Life is not satisfied. What is the whole content? Title: Love Journey Author: Life is not satisfactory
Step into the journey of love
happy
Sadness and loneliness
Stay with me forever
To look for
You are in my heart
Love Journey (1)
When is the starry sky?
Hide sadness
Shenlubian
Everything is sad.
silent
Contain sentimentality
love
The line was broken in the dark.
All previous vows turned into lies.
But it still lingers in my heart.
Long-lost tears
Rush out
Thought can no longer bind them.
They are already sad.
A sleepless night
Lost in endless memories
Struggling to wake up from a nightmare
Try to find your inner direction.
Love journey (2)
Loneliness and loneliness
Agree without prior consultation
I
Become their best apartment.
what is worse
hole
Don't show any pity.
I have no courage.
face
All this.
run away
Is my only choice
Love journey (3)
Pick up the fragments of memory
Piece it together slowly
There are joys and sorrows.
But everything is beautiful.
I'm afraid of forgetting.
Recall carefully
Even hiding in the corner.
Let it go.
eternity
It is the yearning in my heart.
The journey of love (4)
The whole world has changed.
Become strange and terrible
Hate their eyes
That's like laughing.
Afraid of your eyes
pass by
The melancholy in your eyes
This makes me feel sad again.
Hate heaven
It happened that I was just a passer-by.
Instead of giving it back.
The journey of love (5)
Sentimental time
Take out some letters.
Look at you jumping on scented paper.
I heard you tell me again.
Words of concern
Open my heart
Come in large numbers
That was a thing of the past.
The journey of love (6)
God is kind.
not have
Deprive me of my memory
my feelings/how I feel
At least I remember.
You have lived my whole life.
Love Journey (7)
Feel depressed/depressed
Give full play to one's imagination/thoughts
In our heaven
hover
Take you with me
To find our own sun.
Take you with me
Catch fish and mussels in the river.
Take you with me
Climb the peak of love
But it's all fantasy.
The journey of love (8)
Liar?
It is.
I am a liar.
A liar who deceives your feelings.
Do you know that?/You know what?
The impulse to see you
How strong is it?
Once a "love wall"
collapse
Grass under the wall
You can still grow new buds.
Love journey (9)
It's all gone
Ruthless cold wind
Add bricks and tiles to the world
A little sad
My heart is hot and dry.
because
Surging in my veins
again and again
This is my deep love for you.
On this sad night
Do you feel it?
late night
I love you silently.
Love Journey (10)
you said
You created my life.
Sorrow is tasteless.
all wet
My days
Brilliant because of you
my feelings/how I feel
Enriched by you
my heart
Broad because of you
My life
I am very happy to be with you.
Journey of love (1 1)
The smoke went out.
Yes, a little lighter.
In a blue mood
Looking for the past
a little bit
Flow with time
In addition to memory
What else do I have?
alas
A Millennium-long encounter
Why don't I know how to cherish?
Journey of love (12)
Dozens of long nights
Like dozens of high walls.
Isolate me from you
Too sentimental
An endless ocean
somehow ..
My heart aches faintly.
everlasting
Journey of love (13)
Wake up after a deep sleep
Or a bright moon
The mood at this time
But it's hard to sleep.
Light a cigarette silently.
memory
Belong to our story
The cock crows.
I woke up from my memory again.
Another wave of sadness.
Attack my heart
Journey of love (14)
I think I have something to say to you.
When you and I meet, make eye contact.
I chose to escape again.
And this sentence
Have been buried in my heart
Like a relentless swing in the wind and rain.
-
What I want to say to you is.
It's like a place that belongs to
My ghost
In my hazy place
Find your own meaning
I'm trying to find it
What I want to say to you is.
Journey of love (15)
Night fell on me.
All the loneliness and sadness
Come back to my heart.
in the dark
Light the lonely lamp in your heart
Quietly flowing in the blood vessels
Close your eyes in my heart.
I saw your figure.
dance
Journey of love (16)
dear
Are you okay?
Really want to
Turn yourself into a wind chime
always by your side
Affectionate exhortation
Really want to
Turn yourself into a lamp.
In the silent night
Look into your bright eyes
Journey of love (17)
Are you calling me?
When loneliness comes,
Sorrow and fatigue are like the entreaties of love.
Hug me.
Deep in my heart
You call affectionately
I followed this faint voice.
Looking for a phone.
Where are you?
Where are you? Where is it?
dear
Are you calling me?
Metaphorically writing modern poetry of youth.
peony
Green flames are swaying on the grass,
He longs to hug you, flower.
Against the background of the earth, flowers bloom,
When the warm wind blows trouble or joy.
If you are awake, open the window,
Look at how beautiful this garden full of desire is.
Under the blue sky, fascinated by eternal mystery.
It's our 20-year-old closed body,
Like the song of a bird made of clay,
You are ignited, curled up, curled up, but there is nowhere to turn.
Oh, light, shadow, sound and color are all * * *,
Pain, waiting for a new combination.
1942.2
Lamenting the modern poetic life of life or youth
Life is a five-flavor bottle,
Full of ups and downs.
Life is red wine,
Rich and natural.
Life is not necessarily perfect,
There are always tears.
But anyway,
Life is life,
Is an indelible memory.
Wang Yuebo's Luo poetry collection "All the Contents of Life" is the leading edge of Luo, with his mouth hanging over his chest and shoulders. Rarely can you see the sun and moon on your back, but you can see the sky around you. Lying like a heart is short of three points, standing like a bow is short of one string. Save the coffin after death and sleep in a cage.