A modern poem about early morning: Sunday morning
I sang a slow song.
Wash and get dressed.
Welcome a warm day brought by a ray of morning sun.
Sparrows sleeping on the branches
You are late
Sing at my window
Sunflower preparation work smile
Just half a cup of morning tea.
Stand up for chic.
A little ant is running with a grain of rice.
The flowers in Ma Lian have disappeared.
This is the season when lotus flowers are in full bloom.
Write her down in the students' exercise books.
Express in vulgar sentences
Thoughts bloom in the sun.
Run at a brisk pace.
Catch up with the important moment of youth
An electric charge far away from the current.
Enjoy in the embrace of the sea
The most beautiful light on the horizon
Modern Morning Poetry II: Morning
You quietly take off your pajamas.
When Leng Yue retreated to the west,
In the crowing of chickens and birds
Walk slowly
Have a baby early and open it for you.
Today's gate
The bustling school gate
Sunflowers in full bloom
Smile in the morning light
The square is in full swing.
Dance aerobics
Fat, thin, old, young
Follow the same beat
The same music
Twist different postures.
But with the same enthusiasm
At the stadium.
Busy fitness equipment
There is no room to breathe.
You are busy with me.
wiggle wiggle
Sometimes good and sometimes bad; Ups and downs
Aerial badminton
Go back and forth to the right and west of Zuodong.
Dancing in the air
Food market storefront
Days at two o'clock and one line
Change it to three point one line
School food market storefront
A passionate dancer.
An energetic bodybuilder.
I can't get into the track.
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The third modern poem about morning: summer morning
affectionate
A mild moment
This is a crystal clear kiss.
Small drops of water wet your lips.
You screwed up the morning.
Under a willow tree
Watch the wide lake.
Occasionally fish jump out of the water.
Leaving ripples in circles.
If time freezes into a drop of water
If I solidify into a sitting you
If this willow tree can be reflected at the bottom of the deep lake
Our thoughts are jumping and swimming fish at that time.
I hope I can live forever.
It was all this morning
The fourth modern poem about the morning: the morning in the mountain village
Rooster? Whoa, whoa. (of birds) crow
Drive away the darkness and pull the dawn.
The dogs barked one after another.
Across the river, a pig screamed.
Before my eyes, the pig was tied to a long box.
A sharp knife went into its throat.
Bright red and hot blood sprayed to the world.
A stream of blood rushed to my nose.
Accompanied by a faint pig cry. a short while
Dogs barked one after another and flooded the village.
At dawn, the country roads spread out in turn.
The fields and hills gradually moved away.
Birds are more energetic than me.
The leaves are greener than mine.
The river next to the village flows out of the mountain.
The sound of rushing water flows in my heart.
Hello, Village Kitchen Smoke.
The sun climbed into the sky of Dongshan Mountain.
Modern Poetry in the Early Morning V: Spring Morning
Wind, running in the morning light.
Looking forward to meeting the smell of grass
Clouds, singing in the air.
Dancing with girls in spring
The morning dew rippled on the grass.
Jealous of newly awakened larvae
Runners who do morning exercises are full of spring.
Have a rest in front of time.
Morning glow
All the people behind him showed a simple smile.