Modern poetry about the ocean

(1) "Towards the Sea" Author: The blood flowing in my body is like the rushing sea. Salt soaked in seawater supports my feelings. The sinking lighthouse calls for seagulls in the distance. The sky is choppy. The calm sea of life is so blue. (B) "Sea Wind" Author: Liu Ruomin is the flower god in the sea wind. Here he comes, the waves are breaking out. The wind on the sea is a pianist. When he came, he played ten thousand kinds of music. The wind on the sea is Hercules. When he came, he sent away ten thousand Yun Fan. The wind on the sea is a lion. When he growls, he makes waves. (3) "The Sea" Author: I am glad that there is a ship sailing in the sea, and there is a sailing sail in the sea. I want to ring the bell of life in the sea breeze. There is tolerance in the sea, and there is charity tolerance in the sea. I will open the boat of life to find my dream life. If it is as tolerant as the sea and as charitable as the sea, then our life will be a harmonious bell. (4) The author of "South Autumn Sea, Sea, Sea" I watched the sea swallow the blood spilled by the sunset, but I couldn't swallow a mountain stuck in my throat. I've been lubricating it with seawater. I saw the sea leading the seawater to the sky, and sometimes it was overcast, but I couldn't lead the seawater ashore. It seems that the coast is its eternal curse. I see that the sea is sometimes as gentle as a girl, but when it is angry, the sound of the waves will tear the sky like a tiger. I see countless treasures hidden in the sea, and I throw them out from time to time, but I refuse to give generously to homeless children by the sea, the sea and the sea from time to time. I stand beside you at this moment, as if I were standing in a dream. I don't know whether you regard me as a special envoy from heaven or whether the bones you throw away after eating meat are like those messy and lonely reefs (5) Author: Liu Ruomin, blue mist, Yun Lan. Blue tidal sound, blue ripples. The blue sea is like a jade mirror, reflecting the sky, and the sky turns blue. Reflected on the birds, the birds turned blue. Looking up, the sky has turned into a sea, and that cloud is just a rolling wave. That bird is just a group of fish. Looking for the sea, where are you? When I was a child, I was still in the dark. I clearly heard your kind call, but I didn't know where you were. Is it a dream in a trance or an empty Penglai fairy island? I've been looking for you since I learned to climb mountains or toddler. Are you a mother or a lover? I don't know. My clothes are wrinkled and my hair is messy, and I finally crawl in your vast smoke. Are you so bold and open-minded? Is it the totem of my Oriental Dragon? I forgot to throw away all my luggage, put on my old reserve and jump into your broad mind. Looking at the endless deep blue, deep blue and blue sky, our hearts are connected. Most of them are beautiful under the blue sky, and they never hide their inner richness. Nobody can catch a glimpse of them. They often watch fishing boats and huge warships coming and going. They witnessed the industriousness and simplicity of fishermen and the wit and courage of naval soldiers. When the breeze caresses the sea, there will be slight ripples in their hearts. When the wind passes by, they will not hesitate to set off a huge wave. Sometimes gentle, sometimes stubborn, sometimes quiet, sometimes unrestrained, the bright heart shows flawless purity, like a mirror shining on the face of tourists. It is colorful, deep, calm, stirring, tolerant, kind, willful or arrogant ... let people comment that they never take those gossips to heart, because the heart of the sea is always the widest. 2. Go to the seaside and bring a guitar. The sound of the waves is for you. The wind brings the piano to your beloved girl and also brings you sadness. Your mind goes to the seaside to watch seagulls fly freely. Let the waves kiss your face like the warm and soft lips of a close lover. Kiss the waves in your heart. Go to the seaside and pat the dust on your body. Bury it on the beach and untie it. You can become a fish. Your nerve touches the depths of the sea. Go and pick up a rattlesnake in the sea. Some shells are full of strings. Dreams are placed on the desk in front of the window, waiting for sublimation in the moonlight. I look at the sea. It is so pure and profound. The white waves made me deeply like it. I miss it. It is so gentle and elegant. The crystal clear blue waves filled me with peace and happiness. I looked at the sea. It is so turbulent and warm. The long waves made my soul tremble. Inspire me to see the sea. It is so broad and fearless. The unyielding impact makes me want to fly. Struggle with storms and thunder. 4. Tidy girl, the beach gently closes her eyes at her feet. When the sun rises from the mast and Ran Ran rises, her mind is already full of the sea with open arms, embracing the waves of the sea, that is, she will listen to the ears of the sea blooming on the other side and like the sound of seagulls. The jade bracelet on the wrist has become a nipple. Only when the sea breathes can an oasis be bred on the top of the mountain, and it still flows in the blood. The shepherd boy's piccolo gurgled until he found the sea, turning the huqin into a ripple and moist sound of the sea, which flowed from his right finger to his left finger. Kapok is in the desert, sending out ripples of all the waves and overlapping on the green hills. 5. The song of the sea and song of a mother; Into the warm arms of my mother. The song of the sea, the song of the sea breeze; Affectionate songs are floating in the sea breeze. The song of the sea, the song of hometown; Na Pianhai is my hometown where I grew up. The song of the sea, the song of the waves; Raise the sails of life in the waves. Songs of the sea, happy songs; There is that persistent pursuit in happiness. 6. Abandon the lotus seat regardless of facing you, I am naked. Every time I turn over, I smile, which makes me more pure. You don't have to yell or release anything. A group of petrels that have walked through their wings understand the mystery from left to right and from top to bottom. The chasing waves are surrounded on all sides. There is only one person left-my heart is full of flowers. 7. I approached the sea and touched the soft sand on the beach. Soft sand feet follow light footsteps, leaving behind the temperature, memories of the drifting sunset, rippling my heart every night. Maybe it's not a beach, it's a walk in your poem. 8. Touch, the heart of the sea, the tender tentacles worry about sailing in the misty morning breeze, blowing up my tired Harmo, stirring up eyebrows and heat flow. I want to indulge in it and listen to your pulse in your kiss. Perhaps forever, not the sea is more like you, it is full of passion in your log, a boat, carefree.