Yu Yu's Modern Poetry

Modern poetry requires poets to create typical artistic conception with saturated passionate imagination and reflect social life in a highly concentrated way. Next, I have collected modern poems about rain. Welcome to consult them.

1, waiting for you, waiting for you in the rain, in the rain,

In the rain that makes rainbows

The cicada falls and the frog rises.

A pool of red lotus is like a red flame.

in the rain

It doesn't matter whether you come or not,

I feel that every lotus is like you.

Especially at dusk,

Through this drizzle

Eternity, instant, instant, eternity

Waiting for you, during this time,

Waiting for you, in an instant, in eternity.

If your hand is in my hand,

At the moment, if your qingfen

In my nostrils, I would say,

Little lover

No, this hand should pick lotus flowers.

In Wugong, this hand should be

Shake a handle of cinnamon pulp on Mulan boat.

A star hangs on the cornice of the science museum.

Hanging like an eardrop

Swiss watch says it's seven o'clock, and suddenly you come.

Red-violet after the rain, Pian Pian, there you are.

Like a poem.

You come from a love story.

In the words of Jiang Baishi,

With rhythm,

You come.

Winter rain

A trickle of rain

Sprinkle it gently on my heart.

No umbrella, no poncho.

There is only one beige coat.

It's raining hard.

It's like offering a white flower to the dead.

Tell a fairy tale that will never change.

A trickle of rain

Tap on the dripping eaves gallery

No flinching, no fear

There is only one forward heart running in the direction to go.

This rain is very charming.

In the sky that embraces it, let go of your worries.

For example, sending a message to a person who has been wandering for a long time

Come on, hurry home!

2. There are always apologies for ups and downs.

Ray is always unfriendly.

When I was still on my way home

The clouds began to splash.

originally

I don't care about the little things.

then

It's everywhere.

I didn't shelter from the rain.

god

I have no umbrella.

hurried

Bump into your arms

From this time on.

Walk into the wind and rain all your life

3, the lotus pond rain scene, the blue lake fragrance

Sparse rain,

Slowly falling into the water,

There are some ripples.

The wind blows the sunset,

Pale purple.

Li Andong,

Ye shengbo,

Raindrops,

Singing in the pool,

One night, with the sunset in Yu He,

In autumn, thousands of miles of waves.

4. Yesterday's rainy city

It is raining in this city.

From morning till night.

From east to west

The continuous rain is chilling.

Scattered but restrained.

Lilac complex

In the misty rain

Countless eager eyes

Gather into a bright starry sky

Once familiar city

Why did it suddenly rain?

A dripping and chic display

Sadness is

Tightness of reinforced concrete

A storm is coming.

Lightning flashed across

Tear open the canopy.

Rain is tears.

Tears are rain.

The pouring river is surging.

Flooding the face of the city

The dream-chasing soul fled and fell.

On the emerging edge of the city

5. Spring rain

It won't stop next time.

Look at the picture of you and me.

Are you all right?

Haven't seen you for a long time.

Have you forgotten my friend?

Fate, let us become the longitude and latitude lines that never intersect.

In your life and mine,

Some will never intersect.

Look, it's raining.

Heaven was moved by us.

Shed these emotional tears.

The rain beat against the glass.

Outflow a stream of water

I know, it's your tears.

When loneliness comes

I just know/I just realized/I just found out.

What a ridiculous mistake it was.

A noble single aristocrat

Regret not listening to your friends.

Misunderstood the kindness of family members.

Everything is my fault.

When the rainbow hangs on the horizon, it is

I hope you can remember me.

6, rainy night at night

There was a shower.

Like a tiger going down a mountain.

sound of rain

Disturb my sleepiness.

I guess

Listen to the rain.

sound of rain

Up and down

Looks exactly the same.

A straightforward person.

Jiqing time

Like a storm

quiet

Then quietly.

Just like me

When it rains

The shower turned into

A rhythmic tick.

Like a young girl

Xiangni

condition

Inner words

When I pricked up my ears

When I want to listen to the rain carefully

rain

To an abrupt end, silent.

I

Chase out of the window

The rain continued,

Tender feelings welled up in my face

rain

It stopped gradually.

Only the ticking of the eaves.

Continue to tell the love story of rain

7. Rain and rain with typos always lose themselves.

In the lost place

Don't forget to write your name.

Wrote a mistake in the rain.

The rain on the horizon turns the rain into a

Written in Yang Liuzhi.

Write on green bamboo

Write on the clear water

Rain walks in the blue pool and writes it as a fish.

Write clothes on cotton buds

The rain leaked on the apple flowers.

Lost in pear blossoms? Lost in peach blossoms

Until the fruit-laden season.

Along the way, rain turns rain into fun.

Rain walks on the feathers of birds, and does not write itself as feathers.

Waterbirds written like storks.

The rain saw the sun waving its wings after the rain.

Rain writes wings.

Return to the sky

Rain walks in a city in the south.

To my esteemed teacher Zhang.

Rain walks in the clouds, writing memories.

Tears of excitement when rain is written as memories.

Rain did not hesitate to write himself as an emerald.

Rain? You can write

Hundreds of dozens of beautiful typos.

As soon as I saw that I was a farmer

Rain is a special word for farmers.

Write a meal

8. Dai Wangshu in Rain Lane

Holding an oil-paper umbrella,

Wandering alone for a long, long time

Lonely rain lane

I hope to see

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 me

Like me.

voicelessly

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 missed this girl.

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 hope to float over.

Like cloves.

A girl with a grudge.