Modern poems about the season of farewell

Modern poetry is also called "vernacular poetry". It can be traced back to the late Qing Dynasty. It is a type of poetry. Compared with classical poetry, although it is written in response to objects, it generally does not follow the format and rhythm. . The following is a modern poem about the season of farewell, please refer to it! "Smiling with light ink, singing lovesickness when the flowers wither away"

Farewell with shengxiao and silent music

Smiling with light ink

Singing before the flowers wither.

A song of lovesickness

A cappella song of parting sorrow

The laughter of youth

The dead flowers and fallen leaves covered with frost

A faint smile with tearful eyes and a sigh

A farewell song

Two lines of lovesickness tears

Memories of fleeting years

Sad farewell

Smiling smiles

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Writing beautiful essays on memories

Sighing like mist

Fascinated by the joys and sorrows of the past

Smiling with light ink

Singing goodbye when flowers wither Lovesickness

The tragic song ends

Two lines of longing continue

I hope you are well "Accidental"

I am a piece of the sky Clouds,

occasionally project in the center of your waves

You don’t have to be surprised,

And there is no need to be happy

They disappear in an instant.

You and I meet on the dark night sea,

You have you, I have myself, direction;

You may remember,

It's best that you forget,

Let each other shine in this encounter. "The most sorrowful parting"

Dewdrops on bamboo leaves

Swinging in the cool breeze

Desolation sliding down

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A word of cherishment

Every wave is filled with infinite sadness

That word of cherish is filled with blessings

Every wave

A word of cherishment

Every wave is filled with reluctance and sorrow

There is a sweet expectation in that word of cherish

Goodbye, why? See you again in the day "Farewell Cambridge"

I leave gently,

Just as I came gently;

I wave gently,

Farewell to the clouds in the western sky.

The golden willows by the river,

are the bride in the sunset;

The beautiful shadows in the waves,

are rippling in my heart.

The green cattails on the soft mud,

The oily swaying at the bottom of the water;

In the soft waves of the Cam River,

I am willing to be a Waterweed!

The pool under the shade of elm trees,

is not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky;

Crushed among the floating algae,

Precipitated Rainbow is like a dream.

Looking for a dream? Take a long punt pole,

Sail back to where the grass is greener;

Load a boat full of starlight,

Sing songs in the colorful starlight.

But I can’t sing,

Quietness is parting from the shengxiao;

The summer insects are also silent for me,

Silence is tonight Cambridge!

I leave quietly,

Just as I came quietly;

I wave my sleeves,

I don’t take away a single cloud.

"Summer Night Leaving Shang", author: Wen Hao

The jumping picture jumps out of the paper

If it changes from being so close to the end of the world,

Waving the tip of the pen

The hands of the clock never stop

If you hand over the silence to the bed

Putting the pen away from sorrow

That year, on the grass Text

A cigarette lingering on the fingertips

I don’t know when it will be extinguished

You said, the breeze blows like you

I said , after the wind blows, it’s my season

That day, it rained lightly

I spread my spiritual touch

I don’t know when to pay tribute to you

Said, rain may be life

I said, wait for the wind to blow the rain away

At this time, the gradually changing small windows

all scattered the color of sunshine

I don’t know when to respond

You said that winter will come after the rain

I said that spring will not be far away