Modern artistic conception poetry

Artistic Conception of Modern Poetry 1 (1)

The idea that boiled yesterday

Lost the freshness of steaming.

A sophisticated oath

The change of story

A once bitter ideal

Blend into reality

Vaguely stuck in a bowl of clear soup

A few spoonfuls of pickling passion

Slowly disperse

Diluted confidence

Can't go back to the rich past,

Fermented soul

With a ghostly smile,

Use the rest of my time

Into a pre-dinner performance ...

(2)

Trying to copy himself into the Bible.

The corner of life came to an abrupt end.

I'm always afraid to worship Buddha.

Become false sincerity

The rain stopped and the wind didn't stop.

The moon is dark and has stars.

The morning glow leads the sunset.

Winter brings warm spring.

Leave me alone.

Like wandering souls in lonely words

Time is a sharp knife.

Negligently

Assassinate youth

Carve the annual rings again

Still, I want to fight.

Even if I'm just a fish.

Also in the floating water.

Swim out of your own ripples ...

(3)

night falls

The clouds in memory gasped.

In early summer, through the eaves and walls

Willow branches swaying in the light

Wearing a crystal dress

Through the music of past lives.

Breathe through the window

The blur gradually became clear.

The smell of barbecue is gone.

The past of winter

Then there is water in my heart to turn the rain into water drops.

Is it rain and dust?

Or the lingering spring rain in the world of mortals

I seem to see a fish.

Swimming in the swimming pool

Now, I'm in the house

Listen to the rain quietly

Have a pool in my heart

Keep a happy fish

Mood Modern Poetry 2 Walking in the Winter Wind

"aimless"

Put down your thoughts.

Recall traces of the past

Remember that trip.

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Painful memory

Filled with endless tears

Life is always torturing itself.

Swimming alone in your own world, feeling lonely inside.

Perhaps it is the harshness of life that makes people so unhappy.

The bitterness of the past will become the past.

There is no need to investigate who is right and who is wrong.

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life experience

Will be the real meaning you understand.

Cruel reality

It is also the footprint of the heart.

Who can afford to lose emotionally?

Only get rid of baggage and luggage and give up.

I know how to cherish.

Will be relaxed and happy.

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Life is not easy.

The sharpness of life

Will be written in the diary.

Time flies.

Will be a thing of the past in an instant.

Instantly, it becomes a memory.

There is no room for hesitation, it is too late.

Looking back, I have lived in the sunset.

Why do you want to destroy your emotions?

In the limited time and life.

Why should we investigate who is right and who is wrong?

Take care of yourself.

Live freely in the future.

This is who I really am.

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mood

Walking in the cold wind

Let everything go with the wind

Gone with the Wind