Chapter 1: 20 17 Modern poetry that is about to graduate has a long way to go.
young people
The wind on a snowy night flies like flowers.
You should go there.
Mountain silence
Zen, red leaves and autumn fragrance
Autumn waters last forever.
Graduation smells of flowers.
Get to know each other, know each other and fall in love in autumn.
Disperse, smash, and be silent.
The same friendship
Time flies.
Sad and confused
In autumn in Wu Jia, maple leaves are rippling.
Zheng Minggu secretly crossed Chen Cang.
The sails kissed the submerged water.
Recall the fleeting time of graduation
You, me and him.
I like Jiangnan, and I like the desert in the north.
I like learning little by little.
Such an ancient wind
The separation of endless moans and pessimism
I will pursue whatever belongs to me.
I know this moment, this moment.
You're just like me.
Walking on a distant road
Chapter 2: Modern Poetry is about to graduate 20 17 Swallows skim over the water and send out weak microwaves.
Tree-lined path, pedestrians in twos and threes.
July
Everything is the same.
Sunshine, lake, classroom
It's just that we left forever.
Fearless with youth.
With youth and frivolity
Fight the sea
three years
The majestic wind in the desert shook our bones.
The snow in Qilian gave birth to our unique style.
Yangguan is still there, so the old friend has been scattered.
Say goodbye and take care.
Chapter 3: 20 17 Although the modern poetry about to graduate is not afraid of separation,
There will inevitably be a hint of sadness in my heart.
A gentle quarrel after bidding farewell to tables and chairs.
No tears, does not mean no feelings.
Full of thorns, stormy, never regret.
This summer, the sun is hot but gaunt.
Youth is like a dream, youth is like a dream.
Dreamy mornings make people sleepy, and dreamy years are long.
With the joy of caged birds, we will never come back.
After combing the wings for many years, I finally want to fly high.
No one will imply that we are full of expectations.
What is the taste of parting in the novel?
I couldn't sleep for the next few nights.
In the distant scene in the photo, my thoughts fly freely.
Every ray of golden morning light wants a deep kiss.
Every inch of orange sunset, I want to snuggle up.
I am very happy to meet the most beautiful' you' at the most beautiful age.
The smiling face in full bloom looks like a spring flower.
Flowers bloom and fall are samsara, so we can get together and leave to be young.
Taking care of each other, saying nothing, is a farewell flute. Gently wave your sleeves.
Chapter four: Modern Poetry about to graduate 20 17 I am about to graduate,
We are about to graduate.
Say goodbye to the bright red scarf,
Say goodbye to the unique school card,
Say goodbye to everything on campus,
With deep reluctance,
Step into a new school.
Whether we are enemies or friends,
At that moment, our good friend.
In the 62 family, there is no mutual relationship between us, only unity.
In Deng, we are all friends.
Whether unfamiliar or familiar,
Everything went up in smoke at that moment.
In a blink of an eye, I graduated from six years of primary school life.
In an instant, we became middle school students.
In an instant, we entered a new school.
In a blink of an eye, we will graduate from primary school.
Don't be sad or cry,
Take your best to the graduation ceremony,
On that day, we were not allowed to cry,
I can only leave with a smile.