Parting and Modern Poetry Creation

Poetry is a lyrical literary genre. "Shi Mao-Preface" records: "Poets have aspirations. Have ambition in your heart and speak like a poem. " Yan Yu's Poems on Canglang in the Southern Song Dynasty said that "poets chant temperament". There is only one art that is expressed in language, and that is poetry. The following is my own modern poem about parting for reference only. Welcome to reading.

Parting and Modern Poetry Creation 1 Summer of Parting

A breeze blew.

Welcome this summer.

The wheel of time turns very fast.

a short while

We will leave soon.

Dear teachers and classmates, we are about to part.

No matter where we are

Please don't forget each other.

Don't forget the hilarious scene in grade one.

Don't forget the love rain in the second day of junior high school.

Don't forget the tense music in grade three.

Don't leave with unhappiness.

Dear alma mater

How many bits and pieces have you recorded?

How many winds, frost and drizzle have been recorded?

How many color separations have been recorded?

See how many students have passed level three.

In this summer.

We're here to break up.

I wonder when we can get together again.

Parting and Writing Modern Poem 2 "Laughing at Ignorance, Parting and Singing Acacia"

Leave Shengxiao Mo.

Elastic modulus smile

The flowers withered and sang goodbye.

Song of acacia

Singing away from sadness

Xiaomonianhua

Frost covered with dead flowers and fallen leaves

Smiling lightly, sighing and crying.

Farewell song

Two lines of lovesick tears

Nostalgic years

Sadness and parting

Laugh like ink

Write down good memories.

Sigh like fog

Lost in the joys and sorrows of the past

Elastic modulus smile

Flowers bloom and fade, singing acacia.

A sad song is over

Missing two lines

I just wish you well.

The most sad thing is to leave.

Dewdrops on bamboo leaves

The sway of the invincible cool wind

A desolate landslide

Every wave

Say "take care"

Every wave has infinite sadness.

There is a blessing in the treasure.

Every wave

Say "take care"

I feel reluctant to leave every time I wave.

There is a sweet expectation in the treasure

Goodbye, when shall we meet again?

Farewell to Cambridge

Say softly, "I'm leaving,

When I came softly;

I waved gently,

Say goodbye to the western clouds.

Golden willow by the river,

Is the bride in the sunset;

Shadows in the waves,

Ripple in my heart.

Green grass on the soft mud,

Oily, swaying at the bottom of the water;

In the gentle waves of He Kang River,

Willing to be an aquatic plant!

A pool in the shade of elm trees,

Not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky;

Crushed between floating algae,

Precipitate a rainbow-like dream.

Looking for dreams? Lift a long pole,

Back to greener grass;

Full of stars,

Play songs in a starry place.

But I can't play songs,

Quiet is a farewell flute;

Summer insects are also silent for me,

Silence is Cambridge tonight!

I left quietly,

Just as I came quietly;

Wave your sleeve,

Don't take away a cloud.

Parting and Modern Poetry Creation 3 "Parting"

Gu Cheng

In spring

You flick your handkerchief.

Is to let me leave.

Or return immediately?

No, nothing.

Because there is nothing.

Like a fallen flower in the water

Like dew on a flower

Only the shadow knows.

Only wind energy knows.

Only sighing butterflies sweep up.

Still flying in my heart ...

Parting and Creating Modern Poetry 4 "Farewell to Cambridge"

Xu zhimo

I left quietly,

When I came softly;

I waved gently,

Say goodbye to the western clouds.

Golden willow by the river,

Is the bride in the sunset;

Shadows in the waves,

Ripple in my heart.

Green grass on the soft mud,

Oily, swaying at the bottom of the water;

In the gentle waves of He Kang River,

Willing to be an aquatic plant!

A pool in the shade of elm trees,

Not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky;

Crushed between floating algae,

Precipitate a rainbow-like dream.

Looking for dreams? Lift a long pole,

Back to greener grass;

Full of stars,

Play songs in a starry place.

But I can't play songs,

Quiet is a farewell flute;

Summer insects are also silent for me,

Silence is Cambridge tonight!

I left quietly,

Just as I came quietly;

Wave your sleeve,

Don't take away a cloud.