Introduction: Gently opening the curtain of June, I saw flowers and the sea; the following poems describing June are for your appreciation.
Article consistent in June
Lele, please allow us to call you by your nickname
Because of your name, we racked our brains
Not yet determined
This month
is full of hardships and joys
Just like the weather, it rains and clears
Already It’s a slight summer break
The hot weather is here
I see you cheering
You are dancing February and June
Text/ Still Water
The sunshine gnawed at the cabbage in the field
Then it penetrated the fence
and pinched off two loofah flowers
June Follow your own little temper
Jumping on the old eaves
Shining on the cobwebs
The wind of good things can hide without knowing where to go
The bamboo branches do not shake
The smoke does not rise
The old house with missing front teeth
Being tickled by June
Still stunned March and June
Just like a train in a clear sky
Departing slowly
When June comes with a smile
The footsteps of luck and disappointment have become far away
Insignificant dust in the journey
Who turned back with difficulty in the fate
Who packed the fate lightly Handbags
The white flowers burst into fragrance after the rain
Events are like stacks of green leaves
Sparkling and waving
Sunshine Chapter 4 My June
Author/Pigeon
In June
I will no longer let my imagination fly to the blue sky
In June
I read the sunset alone in the corner
My June
It is a tearful rain alley
The alley entrance is deep and empty. Long and long
I am a weak vine
Silently climbing and trying hard to grow
But I can never touch the dim light
< p> I am that lonely vineFrom now on
I will no longer sing softly into the night sky
I know
The thoughts of the stars
The hesitation of the moon
Why not be a lonely lotus
In a corner of the pond
Open quietly
Those pure petals
Better than a fairy's dress
Don't disturb me
Just let me be like this
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Such a solitary admiration
My June
It is still the same
It is still the tearful rain lane
I can't get out of its desolation
I have to let the seeds of sadness spread and grow in my heart
In June
I am powerless
Unable to push open the ajar doors and windows
Let happiness
Disappear from the eyes and run away
In June
I packed up my dusty luggage
Combed the messy wings
Dry the wet wings in the morning breeze
If
< p> If you love mePlease send me July
Bright glow in May and June
June is destined to be a sad day of farewell.
Your words: I hope you can find a better one, come on.
I am destined to be rejected again.
Why don’t you wait for this day to pass? Why doesn’t July come?
We are helpless.
The figure sneaks into my eyes
A strong wind is coming
Look at the people walking around on the street
They are party members or Fight against strangeness
At the same time, the hair on the hair of the obedient people stood up
Between the terrifying illusions
And what about the nickname of the first hour
His whereabouts have long been unknown
His teeth are not worn out
His breath is not dull
The predictable time has all gone
But my heart is old Years of wine trapped in the cellar?