Beautiful Short Poem Modern Poetry 1 To My Mother
Although I haven't said hello to you for a long time,
I didn't write to you, but don't let your heart
Doubt, as if your son should.
My deep love for you comes from my chest.
Disappear. Nothing like that stone,
Always rooted in the bottom of the water,
It will never leave its position, even if it is running water.
Sometimes with wind and waves, sometimes with soft waves through it.
It flows by, so people can't see it,
My love for you is so inseparable.
In my chest, despite the long river of life,
Sometimes I am hit by pain and roll violently.
Sometimes quietly caressed by happiness,
Coverage and blockade make it impossible.
You can't reflect around the sun.
The returning sunshine is in front of your loving mother.
Let you know how much your son respects you.
Beautiful Short Poem Modern Poetry 2 "Praise Mother"
Mother is a big ship.
Take me to the seaside.
Pursuing the mystery of life
Explore the magic of the world
Mother is a high mountain.
All inclusive
Hey, I grow up.
Strengthen my body and mind
Mother is a touching song.
Show me around.
With her beautiful tune
Singing the history of the motherland
Mother is a spring breeze person.
Blow away everything in the world
Yingying's footsteps
Brought great vitality.
Mother is a spring rain.
Moisturize everything on the earth.
Ah! mother
I love you and you will always be my favorite.
Beautiful Short Poem Modern Poetry 3 "Mother is a River"
Mother is a river.
I am a fish swimming in the water.
Mother is a river.
I am a boat rowing in the waves.
Mother is a mountain.
I am a small tree in the mountains.
Keep thinking, keep asking
Moonlight lonely grave and me
Raindrops string together memories and fly.
Pick an oil sunflower
Tian Tou's mother plows and hoes the ground.
Plant a bed of leeks.
Footprints overlap with mother.
Courtyard, the wind is blowing.
Memory is like a river.
Day and night, go east.
Modern Poetry in Praise of Mother: Dedicated to Mother
When I was born,
I was greeted by my mother's tearful smile.
When I cry
What moved me was my mother's gentle little hand.
When I was a toddler
With mom's encouraging eyes.
When I grow up,
What protects me is my mother's meticulous care.
When I travel far away
What worries me is my mother's eternal love.
Beautiful Short Poem Modern Poetry 4 "Mother's Smile"
The thin figure is swaying.
In the dim light
The familiar warmth is engraved on my heart.
There is a shallow smile in the frolicking.
Softly pillow my pillow to sleep.
Grow up and go far, leave for a long time.
Let time sigh more and more clearly
Pain and tears are intertwined and ups and downs.
A shallow smile and a soft voice
There is always a chance to hug each other.
Easily resolve and instantly calm your heart.
Beautiful Short Poems Modern Poems 5 Acacia
Autumn is over, flowers have withered, and red leaves are engraved with acacia.
Meet late, meet late, meet late, inseparable,
Love in this life, fate in the next life, the road to the world of mortals, marriage,
It's hard to get drunk in a toast, but it's hard to break a similar source with a smart sword.
Autumn is getting colder, the flowers are not blooming, and the hidden moon reflects the flowers.
Silver frost shines on the empty bed, and an inch of acacia is as heavy as Qian Qian.
The four seasons are deeply sad, and the shadows outside the building are long.
The shadow in the house is lonely, dreaming of love,
A brief encounter, and heaven remains our neighbourhood,
There is a beautiful woman, on the other side of the water, it is difficult to determine her whereabouts, and people are drifting.
Dreams are broken all day, souls fly, dreams meet,
When I woke up from my dream, Long song became a thought-provoking song.
Guqin is hard to play, and it is hard to give everything, just for your heart.
Hold hands together, don't forget your feelings, and wish to have a paradise.
Walking hand in hand with you, spring can be shrouded in smoke,
You can listen to drizzle in summer, gather a sleeve of Gui Xiang in autumn and catch a cold snow in winter.
The bright moon is frosty and heartbroken, suffering for love and mourning for love,
Tears are still shallow, the song is not finished, and the song is no longer a cavity.
Looking at the full moon and sighing lightly, the night is long and melancholy.
People are thin and thin, and acacia will never be forgotten.
Beautiful Short Poems Modern Poetry 6 Father
In my hometown, the birthplace of my dreams.
Father, it is the mountain behind me.
With blessings and curses
Cry or smile on your back
How many wild and ignorant nights are there
How many lonely and lost moments have you had?
You taught me to hug around with warmth.
You gave me strength, but don't despair.
Yesterday's wealth and poverty
Today's arrival is still drifting away
Maybe the sun is blocked.
Perhaps, flowers and plants will be tired.
But your image in my heart
But it never changed.
Father, my father
An ordinary and real man
Beautiful short poem Modern poem 7 "The breeze blows away the spring dream"
Pieces of goose down are flying in front of my eyes,
Doubt is mei heart butterfly bone drunk spring breeze:
A broken piano and broken flutes and drums,
Vaguely, the mountain wind urges the waterfall to be a pine tree;
The affection at the end of the dream, the simple heart,
Vague dreams, roses, dreams,-
Teach the birds in the evening breeze,
Blow gently-blow my pillow,
Tender feelings on the pillow-the interpretation of spring dreams
In a blink of an eye, the color is scattered!
These dark gray and light purple, the understanding of dreams and souls,
Still clinging to the edge of dreams.
There is nothing like the wind blowing dust and dreams,
Even if you want to go home, it's hard to see the trace;
Breeze! You come from the valley of the green forest,
Natural music,
With the light of grass and flowers,
Comfort the poet's loneliness,
Climb up the curtain and ask her sister-in-law.
You know, you called this morning,
Call away fate-
Deep in the dream, the gratitude of farmers?
Ren Chunchao's tenderness,
Who pays for freedom?
Just look at the average dream,-
Poetic heart, soul love, ideal color haze,-
Like a messy rose in the shadow of spring,
Like the cuckoo's sigh at dawn,
The rhyme is broken and the fragrance is scattered, looking up at the sky,
The wings of dreams fly together, gone forever!
Beautiful Short Poem Modern Poetry 8 "Spring"
The river flows slowly at sunset,
Glue a few tree trunks at dusk;
Grasshoppers fly, grasshoppers kiss the grass naked,
I looked on the grass in spring.
Grasshoppers crawl on Tiehua's chest,
Tiehua shook his head in shame,
Suddenly, a gentle hand stretched out from the grass.
Hold Meng Lang's jumping bug at his waist.
Golden flowers, silver flowers, stars.
Decorated with natural warm green felt,
Young lovers on the green carpet,
Love glue, love words chirp.
I nodded and walked south with a smile.
Looking at this spring-filled garden in full of green,
The trees are full of branches and the grass is flat.
It is full of money. This is a precautionary measure.
Sparrows expect to curse in front of people,
People are happy on the grass,
I admire their combination,
Who envies my lonely wandering?
Wandering alone!
My heart will tremble with heat,
Promising the call of youth,
Burning hope,
Spring! You are in my arms!
Beautiful short poem Modern poem 9 "Two moons"
I see two moons:
General samples, different phases.
At this time, one is in the sky,
Put on clothes with bird hair;
She did not spare her kindness,
Her gold and silver are all over the floor.
She didn't forget the glass in the Forbidden City.
Three seas have her beauty.
She jumped out of the clouds and into the tree.
Hiding in the new green vines again.
She is so delicate, so beautiful,
The fish at the bottom of the water is also drunk!
But something's wrong with her,
She always likes to consume small things;
Sometimes there are only stars in the sky,
Without that charming round face,
Although I will come back then,
But this lovesickness is a bit hard!
What you can't see,
Although not to mention how gorgeous!
She also has a drunken smile,
There is also the exquisiteness of rotation;
She never lets people talk about generosity,
But you can't see my garden!
What is precious is her magic on the horizon.
Often pass my mental wave to Korea:
I like the surge of silver waves,
There are silver bells in the waves accompanied by music;
It's just those ponytail bubbles,
It's better than carving jewels.
A perfect moon,
What's more, it will never be incomplete!
As long as I close these high heels.
She went to heaven!
Full moon on the evening of April 2.
Beautiful short poems, modern poems 10 dreams
( 1)
Singing, in the voice
Swallow saliva, feel sad
Desire-provoking milk
Lie prone and smile.
Full of surplus and whole grains
(2)
Twisted in the dark, doomed
Want to talk about gossip
There is no electricity, which is related to the moon.
The fire is screaming.
Crazy till dawn
(3)
The woman put down her reserve.
Let go of your high-curled hair.
Happiness born by hens
Count at night
Puzzle, where did you get the grass?
(4)
The wind, rippling on the branches.
Tear up a plot, a legend
Wolves in the mountains
Sleep on the kang on the Qinggang tree.
Tonight, with your woman
(5)
Flail dream
Cut with a sickle, the night is dark.
Run cold.
Snoring at the sound of footsteps
In the snow.
One deep and one shallow.
Beautiful short poems and modern poems 1 1 Han Yan
The howling north wind is like the sea breaking the bank.
Thousands of miles away
An exposed object rushed to the surface.
Rush to the bare part of the body
Fear of cold snap
Travellers wrap their heads and faces tightly.
Leaving only eyes to indicate the direction of travel.
only
Shrubs on the distant hillside
Still standing on the top of the mountain
Let the wind blow.
Just swaying in the wind
Shake your body gently.
People walking outdoors
A low trot
Hot air rises from Ran Ran's nostrils.
Close contact cold current
Instantly form a string of white beads.
Have a silver beard on your lips.
Enhance each other's aesthetic feeling
The temperature in the room has also dropped.
So are the two pots of chrysanthemums on the windowsill.
Lose one's former demeanor
become dejected and despondent
Curl up
On one side of the flowerpot
A dazzling array of ice window grilles
Dress up the hut as an ice sculpture world
Little squirrel with a big smile on her face.
There is a simple and honest Xiong Er.
There are clever and exquisite swallows.
Flowers in bud.
There is a green pine tree.
They danced happily.
They are addicted to singing.
They linger.
Sing a laugh.
Sprinkle to the cabin
The air in this cabin is fresh.
Warm and harmonious
Move two pots of chrysanthemums to the table.
Hold your head high.
Bloom charming posture
Beautiful Short Poems Modern Poetry 12 Time flies
The story of a season when the west wind blows down
Shadow stands on the edge of freezing, regretting yesterday.
No temperature, no sound.
There is only one heartbeat flashing in the air.
The sad crystal goblet overflows the wine of time.
It's heartbreaking but extraordinarily beautiful.
Who wove a sunset-like wedding dress with a spinning wheel?
Let you be the last bride
Send you a girl without sadness.
Let life rise and fall
The paper boat of childhood has long been stranded.
Looking for dreams along the dry river
We are wandering dandelions.
Dancing lightly towards sea and the sky.
All the stories
Just the beginning
No ending
Beautiful Short Poem Modern Poetry 13 "Dedicated to Youth"
If I have to remember.
Those good old days.
Why so many years?
There can only be one direction.
Like bauhinia.
Have a short fragrance.
Memorizable and unrecoverable
It is brighter than yesterday's sunshine.
When I deeply understand
Can't catch the skirts of time
There is nothing to splurge on.
There are only empty bags left.
Spend the rainy season under an umbrella
Please let me look back again.
Take a look at the ferry of youth
That young face
Beautiful Short Poems Modern Poetry 14 About Youth
I can't describe it. Years ago, the face of youth was crumbling.
Black and white on both sides of time are impermanent. Sneer, pure aggression.
Before going out, you must face the old shoes that pinch your feet as if nothing had happened.
Carrying the wind and frost, rolling up the rainy season, there is always mud seeping into the toes.
As for the ankle, it hurts inadvertently. A little unbearable
Sometimes we really want to ignore it. Know something about sharpness.
Avoid. Standing, staring, lying by the quicksand river.
Put the voice behind your back. Bury expectations, ideas and the future
A person's arms are warm. The earth is silent. Caress surge
Lick. Be taken away by water. You don't have to take back what you spilled.
And the night still opened his eyelids, and his hair was so thick.
Moths use light bulbs as containers. Such negligence made me
Sneak. Dew morning is just a myth, or it is red and swollen.
Classic. One of the mother's wedding urns was dirty and kept in my ear.
It seems that black silk is white and yellow. Then I stopped and finished.
There are always a few bugs that take the opportunity to get close and bite. Leave no scars
My blood has turned green again, and meridians have grown. Young carp beating
This beauty is disappearing. Seeing Rui's secret has nothing to do with Jingwei.
Coordinate accumulation and extension. A gesture, lonely and desolate.
The castle in the sunset is painted as a plane, and it is no longer eye-catching when the shadow is removed.
Beautiful Short Poem Modern Poetry 15 "Youth"
Youth is reserved.
Youth is lilac in the sun.
Youth is a bluebird flying across the sky.
My youth is silence.
Youth is smiling.
Youth is green high heels.
Youth is a rippling lake.
My youth is fear.
Youth is shyness.
Youth is the poplar in June.
Youth is a light makeup.
And my youth is helpless.
The young man frowned.
Youth is the eyes in the shade.
Youth is a Tibetan girl in full dress.
My youth is a secret.