Modern Poetry of Peony

Modern poems describing peony include Bai Mudan, Peony Flower and Peony.

Bai Mudan 1.

The blue wind blew the green leaves, and the sun burned my eyes. Bai Mudan is in full bloom and full of prosperity, without whispering or whispering. Who says time will definitely make people old? It's almost dusk for young people to idle away their youth. It is because I am too kind to hurt myself. The wound didn't bleed, but I cried.

Heart, dancing wildly in the wind, dancing wildly for a while, with broken hair and narrowed eyes. I forgot, forgot, the wind stopped, my heart was calm, the peony flowers fell, and I fell into the world of mortals.

2. Peony Flower.

You are the national flower, and the country is beautiful. Never lower your noble head. For people to look up to, for people to pursue, for people to daydream. There are people around, tut tut. All this seems to be taken for granted. The innate sense of superiority brings self-confidence and even contempt for those unknown flowers. Pride, pride, because of God's care.

I haven't thought about it, and there's no need to think about it. Once I left the exquisite peony garden, it was stormy, and I could no longer believe that exquisite beauty, just like a princess who left the palace, she knew to hand over her fate to the sky outside the palace.

3. Peony.

As soon as I entered your spring, I was kissed gently by the sunshine. Let my eyes, with the warmth of the breeze, touch your cheeks again and again. Your clothes are stretched, elegant and clean, which makes me wrap my winter heart, bloom layer by layer and fall on your green vein.