Wandering in the crowded streets,
As if I saw her back,
Passed by me quietly,
Without a stop.
The back is so familiar and unforgettable,
And now I can only pay attention quietly,
Watching her blend into the vast sea of people,
If broken beads are scattered all over the floor,
Have you ever remembered that the night is slightly cold,
Walking side by side with you in the evening street,
The street lamp stretched our backs,
The streets are still crowded,
But my heart still feels sad,
You've been away for so long,
But I still can't let you go.
A leaf fell quietly.
If lonely children are drowned in the crowd
Gradually, gradually, your figure blends into the crowd.
I have walked this road thousands of times.
Just to meet you on the road.
Modern Poetry in the Background 2 1
Good afternoon, Qiuyang.
A book nestled in my arms.
I snuggled up in grandma's arms.
Flip through ordinary notes
A daisy bookmark leaves my heart in late autumn.
Once that warm autumn afternoon
You blindfolded me quietly.
Say badly: silly girl, guess who I am
Your lips are as warm as the autumn sun.
2
If so, fallen leaves can also blossom.
Bloom on the branches like flowers
Accompanied by autumn wind
Decorate with a shy and sweet kiss
I would like to be a fallen leaf
Clip on the title page
Wait at ...
Every intersection you pass.
About you waking up
Every morning and evening.
three
Autumn wind, warm sun
Fallen leaves fall slowly in silence.
Beautiful arc, like your shallow smile.
Stroll gently
Platform, speechless, looking back.
once
A graceful arc on the corners of the mouth
at present
We measure it by endless lovesickness.
four
This season
You and I are destined to be a fallen leaf.
Osmanthus fragrans fills distant cities.
blossom and fall of flowers
Flowers are also thinking.
The warm back of autumn.
Did it disappear after beginning of winter?
Slowly disperse
Modern poetry is in the back 3 when the first cock crows across the silent countryside.
The east shows a little fish-belly white.
A red sun rises in Ran Ran.
A country that slept soundly all night/woke up from a deep sleep
Father is carrying a hoe/facing the morning sun
Set out for the field of hope
Chen Xizhong
Father came back/it was dawn.
Give me the light of hope
It is the rising sun.
Bring me infinite warmth.
When the last sunset shines on the old house/a Polaris appears in the west/dusk comes.
A crescent moon hangs high in the deep night sky.
It's already full of stars
Father is carrying a hoe.
Go to work before dawn and go home when the moon comes out-work before dawn until dark.
Back to the old house
At night
Father is back.
This is a bright star.
Tell me the way forward.
This is the bright moon.
Soothes the pain of my lovesickness
Father is back.
The process of struggle
Father is back.
selfless dedication
Father is back.
Concern for love
Father is back.
The direction I'm going
Father is back.
My motivation to move forward
Father is back.
I make unremitting efforts.
unforgettable
Father is back.
Will always grow with me