Modern life poem 1 Walking on the road with a certain attitude, meeting an unknown person at an unknown time and saying goodbye.
Or there are subtle connections that are getting worse;
Encounter unknown opportunities, unexpected things happen, stop where you are, and let time smooth the waves of life.
Or move on and pursue bravely-
This is life.
Time goes backwards at an inexplicable speed and will not stop until the end.
Make thousands of choices in time, and make thousands of reactions in the choice.
Treat life with perseverance.
Or muddle along,
Strive to reach your ideal height.
Or get married and have children, work hard to make a living, and pin their hopes on the next generation.
As a passer-by, spend a short period of a long history with a certain attitude,
Struggle forward for a moment until the end of life,
Recalling the past years and lamenting that life is too boring,
Or experience the scenery along the way on the trip,
Smile when you arrive at your destination,
Enjoy the rest of your life in the way you like.
Thousands of people live thousands of lives and have thousands of values.
Look forward or live in the present,
Ai Ai will kill you in the future.
Different people are willing to taste different lives,
Be worthy of being at ease,
You can get the true meaning of life.
Ordinary or famous,
Before and after the flowers, you can have a simple meal, make wine and have a pleasant conversation;
The tall buildings are delicious, and you can chat by candlelight.
No one can make time remember,
Naked people come and go,
Money doesn't bring existence,
It is precious to grasp what is really worth grasping.
Caring for family and cherishing friends,
Pursue what you want to pursue,
Take everything seriously;
Look at the sky by the window, the clouds on the bridge.
Looking through old photo albums in your spare time,
Spring is coming, take the train to the distance;
Write with your favorite pen,
Occasionally throw a spell in front of your family.
In this way, life is full of fragrance.
Throughout the morning, the posters were silent and the drawers were full of knowledge.
The desk looks at the bench.
Cartoon cup has nothing to say about chopsticks since he lost his spoon.
Tomatoes like the taste of chrysanthemum essence and are always eager to move forward.
The ground is clean and idle.
All morning, on the clothes rack
Gas tanks are aggressive.
Bedding is neat and clothes are messy.
All morning, the wallpaper hides the other side and is open.
The whole morning
Bamboo broom bides its time.
Oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, self-cleaning razor
Great feat, nailing my broken cowboy to the wall.
It's full of curses
All afternoon, the mirror saw everything.
The window was half open, waiting for the end.
I witnessed it this morning.
Most of the time has passed.
My cabin is empty, only the clock is ringing.
So I love this season.
This is an autumn that looks down on right and wrong.
And look down on women.
Poetry of Modern Life III. As big as your hands are, you can carry as big a bowl as you want.
Life cannot be false;
You cheated life once;
Life will deceive you all your life;
Do everything according to your ability;
How capable, how much desire;
Small hands holding a big bowl;
Hard work easily breaks the bowl;
Put the bowl in front of you with peace of mind;
Those who are illusory had better not think;
As long as you have the heart, your little hand can become bigger;
Why worry about not having a big bowl served;
Life is like a bowl, you can endure everything;
Endure delicious food;
Also swallowed wild vegetables and coarse grains;
Can hold Millennium wine;
I also drank pure cold water;
Life is like a bowl;
Enough is enough, too much is too late;
After you fill the water just to the bottom of the bowl, the bowl is closed;
But if you spill the bowl, the bowl is not needed;
Bowl is not greedy, people are not greedy;
Life should be like a bowl;
Open and honest, do not hide;
You use it to hold gold beans and silver beans;
The bowl is just for you;
When you need it;
It will return every grain to you;
Bowls will inevitably bump and cracks will inevitably appear;
People will inevitably stumble and have shortcomings;
There is no perfect bowl, no perfect person;
Poverty makes you rich, and contentment makes you happy.
Modern Poetry 4 of Life: Let's talk about life without the cracked and tumbling tea leaves.
Tell me about the smell he gave. Tastes like cheating.
If life cheats you.
Don't be sad, don't be impatient.
Melancholy days need peace.
Believe it! Happy days will come.
It is such a familiar sentence that it is the process of self-redemption.
So we forget what being cheated is and call it growing up.
Speaking of his eyes, it seems that this text is gray.
Gray represents melancholy.
The mood is clear, but it can't be noticed.
If you perceive it, there is no disguised capital.
I don't know if I've been pretending for too long.
You can't take off this mask.
Laughter has also become a profession like patent leather.
Talk about his sense of touch, and all the weathering that can be figured out has turned into dust.
It's erratic loneliness.
Both the chair and bed can move freely.
I am bound and struggling.
When can it be like tea leaves thrown into boiling water?
Let's go clubbing and relax.
It can also be infected into a taste, which is sweet after suffering from the heart.
Poetry 5 of modern life is often for happiness.
People pursue it tirelessly.
Control the wealth, vanity and luxury of life,
They are constantly talking about their vulgarity and meanness.
A successful man gets it from his countrymen.
What has been achieved is always unparalleled.
More than he did for them.
Life goes against the current.
Sometimes it just hides the truth.
Tell a cowardly lie out of fear.
She hangs beauty on the moon and appreciates it; Used to be
The abyss of happiness and pain is unfathomable.
Candles burn at both ends.
Break through the vicissitudes of fate-
The pendulum of life will always be at the two poles,
Only in struggle is it valuable;
Practice has exposed and is exposing all deception and self-deception.
Life is my soil,
She can decide life and death,
What she made us forget was what she absorbed.
Life has found a home.
I regard creation as happiness and a road.
Long and tortuous, endless.
"Smash" or "obstacle" is flying in the air.
The people pushing forward shouted and threw themselves into it.
You may meet an island reef-bring back flowers or visit the grave.
Life is hidden behind the scenes. She borders on cruelty in equality.
Life is like a dream-dreamlike and colorful.
The true meaning of life lies not in reaching the top, but in the pleasant scenery on the roadside. The essence of life is not luxury, but simple truth, sharing weal and woe.
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The full moon is a poem, and the lack of the moon is a painting.
Rain or shine is a beautiful scenery.
Sunny days are happy, cloudy days are sad and rainy days are tears.
Sunshine rainbow, wind, frost, rain and snow are all descriptions of nature.
Small cups make you happy, while large ones make you heroic.
Pushing a cup for a change and greeting each other are all interpretations of life.
Climb high and look far, sing loudly; Weeping willows by the river and strolling by the stream.
Let go of your mood and be quiet and far-reaching. This is the whole of life.