I want two modern poems describing the scenery. (theme, author, can be long or short, but not less than five lines. )

Wind is an unnecessary landscape (group poems) Author: July. freckle

overlook

I looked down.

Overlooking the old days

In the locked drawer.

Find some peace.

Sometimes, I get used to it.

Be used to being on one's high horse

Whether looking at the clouds in the sky

Or the distant scenery

One day, my father asked me

Looking for childhood among a group of ants

And some footprints I lost.

I suddenly lost the courage to look up.

I stopped looking up.

Of course, I will still keep a straight face.

On a calm lake

Look at some refraction and reflection.

Two, I don't remember.

I don't remember

When did you come?

As if you don't remember.

Who was wearing new clothes that day?

That day, it was raining lightly.

I am in the south of the dream.

Rocking the boat

I don't know if I'm chasing one.

Yellow leaves falling in autumn

Wise people enjoy Leshan, while benevolent people enjoy water.

I only chase your bamboo flute.

A layer of mountains, a layer of water.

I almost forgot myself.

Like a fish out of water

You are in your world.

I saw my scenery.

Who let the breeze blow away your veil?

Send me a lifetime of confusion.

The three winds are redundant scenery.

The wind is unnecessary scenery.

Just like me in autumn.

Become a redundant person

Someone, put autumn

Polished into a golden moon

Someone, put your heart

Brush it into a twinkling star

I am a redundant person.

Extra eyes

See some unnecessary scenery

What about the extra wind?

Always in my free time.

Knock on my window.

I remembered some superfluous stories.

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Scenery outside the window Author: Rain Line

someone says that

Or travel.

Either study.

whole-heartedly

There must be one on the way.

Before you take the train

On the way to a new destination.

Did you notice the scenery along the way?

When you are tired from work or reading.

Do you have the habit of standing by the window and looking into the distance?

Take pictures of the scenery outside the window.

Your mood and feelings.

Let's share it with you.

The plane took off.

Sit in a window seat

Looking out the window alone

The plane passed through one thin cloud after another.

The empty sky is a little lonely.

Just like me.

Maybe I'm used to it

I don't feel any discomfort.

Keep looking out the window.

From time to time, you can see pieces of independent clouds.

Gradually leave my sight.

The plane rose to the top.

You can only see it by moving your eyes down a little.

That big cloud

I suddenly felt it.

Much like the marshmallows I used to eat.

soft

sweet

But now I can't eat

Or eat it.

But I can't find that feeling anymore.

A crisp and pleasant XX silver bell sounded in the air.

It's coming from the loudspeaker.

I like the sound.

Because it sounds like mom's voice when she was young.

Sudden landing

Much like mom's childhood.

A soft voice sounded in my ear.

For me.

I can't help being cold.

careerism

I'm sorry

May I sit here?

A beautiful girl.

Pointed to the seat next to me.

I didn't answer

Just nodded indifferently.

She seems

I'm a little surprised that I'm not moved by her beauty.

I can't help looking at me again.

When she wasn't looking.

My eyes glanced at her intentionally or unintentionally.

The way she made me feel.

Simply put, it's just beautiful.

In my definition,

Beauty is actually good-looking facial features.

Be clean.

What other figures are there?

temperament

I'm totally rubbish.

Don't care much

Maybe that's why.

I'm considered a freak, right?

next time

I didn't think of anything.

Keep looking out the window.

Those seemingly empty clouds are actually real.

I don't know how long it took.

A clear and crisp voice sounded.

look up

Eyes on a beautiful woman's slender legs.

A very small notebook computer.

She seems to be texting.

When I look back,

I couldn't help looking at that laptop again.

For it.

I wouldn't be surprised

Just because of it

Give me a very

A very unusual experience

The morning glow is beautiful

It seems to have accumulated for thousands of years.

Form such a strong color.

Blue-gray mountains in the distance

Like a painter's wanton splashing.

Clouds are uniform, but so.

Layered bedding is over there.

Dark purple

deep red

Finally turned into the color of milk.

When the dark clouds clear.

The rising sun spurted out, making me just want to fly in its glory.

The scenery outside the window is updated all the year round.

There is not even a cycle every day.

Just like in the blue sky

Looking for a stray kite

That's my inner sustenance.

French window

Surround a pure land

a patch of blue sky

Independent search

lonely

But happy.

There are too many things in the world.

The man who walks around me.

But I can't surround my soul

Look at kites floating in the wind in spring and autumn.

I thought it was me.

Wandering around the world like a prodigal son.

be light of heart

early morning

Wake up in the song of birds

Open your sleepy eyes and look out of the window.

What catches your eye is faint green.

Green is so pleasing to the eye.

Green is too refreshing.

That's Parthenocissus.

Climb up a wall

From the flower bed on the first floor

Perseverance climbed to the fourth floor.

There seems to be no end.

People have to admire.

Its tenacious vitality

The sun came out.

Bathed in ten thousand meters of sunshine

Parthenocissus is very beautiful.

pleasant

Just lazy.

Gently shaking the delicate branches with the wind.

Attract birds

Stop and rest on a thick branch.

It also allows bees and butterflies to play and fly among the leaves.

Parthenocissus is still slowly leisurely.

Shake branches and share.

Happy stories of birds, bees and butterflies

Parthenocissus tricuspidata in the sunshine of ten thousand meters.

Shining with dazzling light.

Trance room

That vast expanse of green looks like

It's a waterfall falling from the sky.

Thousands of leaves shine with thousands of meters of sunlight.