Sleeping in the sea modern poetry

Sleeping in the Sea Modern Poetry 1

What a sweet signal your snoring is

12 o'clock at midnight

I can finally choose to sleep until In the sea

Take a sip of sea water and you can stay drunk for a long time

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The sea breeze blows the sky to the sky

The moon on the mast fell into the sea

Sleeping on an abstract painting

I am a rest for the time being

With a transparent breathing space

What a holy light

The wind extinguished the lamp of pain

Poetry lies in the empty belly

Expectation and destiny are reconciled

Amidst the twists and turns of the sea

How nice it is to take a nap like this

Even if it is a little cool

I even begin to miss the scorching sun

Dense The woods

Stars, tiny pieces of silver

Sliding from my fingers

The dark sea suddenly lit up

How I wish I could ride on it This abstract painting

Returning to my messy hometown and sleeping in the sea Modern Poetry 2

I sleep in the sea where your heart is empty

The sun is still warm and hot< /p>

Burning with extreme enthusiasm

Being as devoted as a moth to a flame

Wanting to leave a piece of loyalty in the world

All Under such a fanatical sunshine

everything becomes full of vitality, young and vigorous

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That one, the winter camellia, has green branches and leaves Drops

A few buds are about to bloom, they are shy

Like a woman combing her makeup in the mirror

She wants to talk about her thoughts but still doesn't want to say them

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The blue sky is as clear as water and spotless

Like the pure heart of a child

Also like The hearts of boys and girls who are just beginning to fall in love

Soft and pure, like glass

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I stand under the warm and scorching sunshine

Smell the sunshine like honey

Look up at the sky that looks like the sea hanging upside down

As if that is whose happy life

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As if I melted into a painting

Standing by the blue sea

Listening to the wind carrying the sound of poetry from afar

Awakening the soul sleeping deep in the heart

Wandering in the sound of poetry floating from afar

Melting into a fish, sleeping in the empty sea of ??your heart

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At this moment, in the blue sky

there is a fish made of clouds

floating gently and sleeping quietly

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I am a fish made of clouds, sleeping in the sea of ??emptiness in your heart

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