Four parts of modern poetry with the theme of rain

1, "No rain"

Author: Shu Ting

Whole poem:

I really want to open the car door myself and run to you.

Crying on your shoulder:

"I can't control myself, I really can't control myself!"

I really want to hold your hand myself,

Flee to the sky and fields of Chu Qing,

Never flinch, never look back.

I really want to collect all the tenderness myself,

With eyes that can't be appealed,

Let you finally wake up.

I really want to, really want to. ...

My own pain turned into sadness,

I can't think enough and I can't say it.

2. "Enlightenment in the Rain"

Author: Xi Murong

Whole poem:

If it still rains after rain,

If there is still sorrow after sorrow,

Please let me face this separation calmly,

Leave, smile and keep looking,

Someone who will never appear again, you.

3. Rain Lane

Author: Dai Wangshu

Whole poem:

Holding an oil-paper umbrella alone

Wandering in the long, long

Lonely rain lane

I hope to meet myself.

Like cloves.

A girl with a grudge.

She does.

Clove-like color

Lilac fragrance

Lilac sadness

Mourn in the rain

Sad and confused

She lingers in this lonely rain lane

Hold an oil-paper umbrella

Like myself.

Like myself.

Walk quietly

Cold desert, melancholy, and melancholy.

She approached quietly.

Get close and throw again.

Breathing eyes

She floated by.

well

As sad and confused as a dream.

Floating like a dream

Dingxiangyuan

I passed this girl alone.

She walked away silently, walked away.

A ramshackle hedge.

Walk through this rainy path

In the sad song of rain

Remove her color.

Scattered her fragrance.

Disappeared, even hers

Breathing eyes

Lavender melancholy

Holding an oil-paper umbrella alone

Wandering in the long, long

Lonely rain lane

I wish I was floating.

Like cloves.

A girl with a grudge.

4. It's raining

It's raining,

You said it was tears when angels bowed their heads,

Drifting rain,

The elves flapped their wings and flew to the horizon.

Sow the seeds of the rainbow,

Let her bloom in the sunshine after the rain.

It's raining,

Wet a peach garden,

There is a faint pink color like splashing ink.

Still washing the stone steps,

Dandelion's snow-white flowers are full of rain beads,

Shake it and show off the crown on your head.

The rain is floating,

Inclined, sprinkled on the eaves,

Cast a rain curtain on the world,