Poetry in June

In study, work and even life, everyone has come into contact with many excellent poems, which are characterized by refinement, concentration, distinct rhythm and rich rhythm. So what kind of poetry is more appealing? The following is my collection of poems in June for your reference, hoping to help friends in need!

June

The charming sun in June

Bask in the moisture in your heart.

Shaking sun

Endure the wildness of my heart

The desire to evaporate

Still in the air

footprints in the sand

Touch the future and tear the past.

The goal of life

In the distance.

Floating around with the tide.

When can I hold it in my hand?

One day in June

It's also very beautiful.

Just a worried look

It looks very dull.

The world is always rendered by the human heart.

From different landscapes

Shells on the beach

It is a sudden beauty in the eyes of the seeker.

Who would have thought that this was once the carrier of life?

How to interpret life?

In the eyes of man and nature

Beauty or an experience?

The center of June

Haitian ups and downs

Yunhelang

But I can still find traces of my indulgence.

Poems left in the post of life

It's too mottled. There are no chapters.

The wind in June

Like the brush I picked up.

Realistic stories and illusory artistic conception

What I don't understand is the secret I left behind.

Bitter life and good memories

Waiting for you who can read me.

Heavy rain; rainstorm

Before the rainstorm.

Always let the wind out first.

A piece of paper from the grapevine

Rise from every corner, spread

Soon the sky was covered with dust.

You can't tell north from south, east from west.

Even day and night.

At this time, thunder appeared.

climb a mountain

Shock some cicadas.

But I can't be scared.

Noisy frog

Maybe it's anger.

It flashed the sword of lightning.

Dance wildly for a while

The troublemakers got into the grass and hid.

Several trees stand in front.

Be beheaded

Finally, the long-awaited

A rainstorm is coming.

Flower flower

I don't know, it tried to put out the dust.

Or do you want to wipe the blood off the tree?

In a word, I see a lot of rain on the ridge here.

And another field separated by a ridge.

The land is still cracked by drought.

It rains in June

June is like the season of water.

Young hearts have no time to escape.

But it's full of scars.

The heavy rain is very natural and unrestrained

Under the unbridled.

Without a trace of worry

A little melancholy

Listen, it's windy and rainy outside the window.

The heart is beating uneasily.

Is it emptiness or loneliness?

Or fear

There are always too many disappointments.

And regret

Because there are too many.

On the contrary, the deeper the damage.

Sad people will connect words.

Pale and weak

The only comfort is that

And know how to smile.

It rains in June

Come suddenly

I went without rhyme or reason

Leave a scar.

and

new hand

June, no sleep.

There is silence everywhere.

A drop of rain falls on my heart,

Hurt me.

Put down your eyes,

Waiting for the long-lost season.

The wind that wanders all night rests at my window,

Passing me like a passer-by.

Cluttered footsteps,

Who left in such a hurry?

When I turned around, it was another June.

It's far.

How much I want to put myself,

Put it in another unfamiliar environment,

In a free country,

Let tears turn into misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

Open your palm,

This smallest map,

What is my final destination?

The night is deep and cold,

Yu Wen Yu Ming's light.

The beating of the candle shadow,

Cause deep thought that words can't express.

Even in the deepest and coldest night,

Cann't stop the inner flame,

Jump,

Become the most beautiful glory.

In the dream street or in the dream on the street,

A vast sea of people,

Who is the next waiting encounter?

Tonight, the breeze, June, sleepless,

Embrace dreams,

Spend the long night with me,

Until the first ray of sunshine in the morning,

Touch my heartstrings,

At that time,

Worthy of this sleepless night.

Rain in June.

I wonder if it will rain in June.

Or my tears

The sky has lost its color.

Whenever it rains, I miss you.

Tears also wet all the memories

You are very clear and vague.

Where should I go?

It's raining lightly.

come and go in haste

I can't see you when I wave my hand.

Tears are clear.

Broken heart, completely cracked.

Looking back for an instant, only scars are left.

I listened to the rain crying at the window.

I can't get rid of my sadness.

Rain in June.

Bit by bit also enters people's minds.