Modern Poetry: A New Day

The first ray of sunshine in the morning penetrated the curtains.

That's your smiling face calling me.

You said good morning. Another day.

Rinse your mouth, and your lip prints will stay on the glass.

Wash your face, the towel is full of your fragrance.

The breakfast shop downstairs is still full.

I ordered a cup of soybean milk as usual.

Full of your warmth and sweetness.

Two fried dough sticks

Crispy is my yearning and hope.

Familiar traffic lights

Show up on time on the way to work

That's your affectionate eyes.

Always remind me to obey the rules.

Bless me health and safety forever.

Work is always monotonous or complicated.

Bitter, tired, tired, tired.

Look at the new photos on your desk.

There is a reason for persistence and comfort.

Have the motivation and source of struggle.

The seemingly leisurely afternoon tea is not leisurely.

My friends are talking about the sky, and I

I remembered the coffee shop where we first met.

You and I sat opposite each other, laughing and laughing.

Let warmth and romance spread everywhere.

The madness of missing belongs to the endless night.

In the bustling night market

My figure is more and more lonely.

How I want to hold your little hand.

Another bowl of your favorite liqueur to wash eggs.

The long-established telephone line hangs up again in the middle of the night.

The sound of insects breaks the lonely pillow.

Sleep difficulties will eventually lead to sleep.

I wish the lover in the distance happiness and sweet dreams.

Say good night to my thoughts.