Modern poetry describes music 1 my music
From Norway, from thousands of islands.
From Siberia, from the cold north
From the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, from the sacred snowy plateau.
This is a good medicine.
Let a heart sink for a long time
Instantaneous resurrection
I can't live without music
No dj
This is a passage.
Feelings from the depths of the eyes
There is a distant melancholy on the face full of joy.
Melancholy flowed slowly from the smiling armpit.
Music in life
Cheerful and unrestrained
Like a wild lamb, free on the grassland.
Music in life
Quiet and serene
I can hear the sound of spring water from the depths of the canyon.
Ding-dong flowing sound
Music in life
Let me be intoxicated
Such as sweet spring, such as highland barley wine
Deep elegance and mellow fragrance
Scattered in my life
Modern Music Poetry 2: The Beauty of Music
Open the music box
Music spreads inch by inch in the blood vessels.
People forget the feeling of reality.
Just like in fantasy.
Free from struggle, injustice and despair.
The beauty of music
Pure and sweet
Not stained with any color.
Just be clear and transparent.
The music is wonderful.
Music takes away the soul.
Music is not the sound of a cold instrument.
But with emotion.
Polishing a dull life
Before going to bed
Let the light music flow slowly.
Let the moldy body and mind bathe in music.
Complete the sublimation of self-soul.
Pursue the clarity of the soul
Love is born of music.
Music is fascinating.
Touch the softest place in your heart
Even the noise can be clarified.
I'm in a quiet night
Looking for the purity of music
Modern Poetry Description Music 3 Songs of Youth
Youth is a symbol that records all the happiness and troubles. ...
Youth is a faint watercolor.
Strong or weak.
What is outlined is a kind of charm.
I draw with eyeliner.
Lip-painted graffiti
Cherish her beauty and my young smile vortex.
Youth is a clear spring.
Deep or shallow
It reflects all kinds of things.
I put hibiscus on my face.
Bundle hair with aquatic plants
Kiss her face with my purplish lips.
Youth is a journey.
Is it far or near?
The harvest is a kind of mood.
I walk barefoot.
Binocular photography
Embrace her body with my round arms.
A modern poem about music 4 "Concert"
All the white keys just cried.
A black key.
Wronged in a corner, tears streaming down her face.
Black keys cried mysteriously.
Bai Jian cried sadly.
That girl hasn't come yet.
White key, white key, black keys, white key.
That girl hasn't come yet.
Is it raining outside the window? outside the window
There is no rain. The long street is full of moonlight.
Music is raining, music is raining.
The audience sat in the rain, and many souls were wet.
Sitting happily or unhappily, no one has an umbrella.
Not yet, that girl.
Not yet! Not yet! )
Black keys, black keys, White Key, black keys.
That girl, that girl
The rain of music flows through my hair and forehead.
Music rain, cool land, music rain
Run away. Music rain, music rain
Music washes the white teeth of the piano.
(White teeth)
Chopin, Chopin, Chopin still remembers.
(black keys, black keys, black keys)
I can't forget George sang, George sang.
Chopin died in the last century
(That girl, that girl)
Tonight, my love dies.
Who else is waiting, in the rainy season?
Breathe the air brewed by rain.
Endure the sorrow of time
Only the music is still playing.
Why is the music still raining sometimes?
Drip, sometimes sad.
A twittering eaves, eaves
Eyelashes, eyelashes, snapping.
Applause, notes dropped.
Wings, wings, petals, petals
Precipitation precipitation, flying around.
(I love it, tonight)
Walk out of the hall and wade into ankle-deep notes.
I don't know if I'm hurt.
Adagio, like a song, flows slowly.
(That girl, that girl)
Should I do backstroke or backstroke?
Jazz, or knight.
Tears for love, is it beautiful or stupid?
(shadow, shadow)
Love should be classical or romantic, love
Holding a music ticket that doesn't tear corners.
At a loss, I don't know what colorful memories to tear into.
Let the moonlight drift along the street, or
Sandwiched in pirated Shakespeare's plays
(Love's efforts are in vain)
Love should be remembered or forgotten, love.
(moonlight, shadow, shadow)
Modern Poetry Describing Music 5 Music
People always like to see the world with black eyes.
Although it has a twisted smile;
Nothing can save them,
Except to meditate on heartbreaking nights.
In the world of the blind,
Voice and heart are all they have.
Sometimes jealousy is like the death of a chameleon.
Sometimes it's a pity, because I can't walk to the wheat field.
Music is for them.
For us,
Music is a lover destined to break up.
Cunning and perverting are intertwined.
Hey! But why when I play the piano,
My heart didn't stir any ripples.
"Every piece of music tells its own story.
Sadness fills my whole body, including music. "
Said timidly in my heart.
Modern Poetry Describing Music 6 Music
Music is like a vacuum cleaner for the mind.
Use magic skillfully
Turn my thoughts into a fairy tale.
The ending is neither dark nor burdensome.
Colorful rainbows float everywhere.
The check-in of the prince and princess
Happiness haunts the nerves.
Shake your head-look satisfied.
Slightly raised corners of the mouth
An indelible symbol of happiness
Modern Poetry Describing Music 7 Musical Fantasy
Music is a grassland.
I came running like crazy.
How much sadness
How much pain do you have?
It has failed several times.
All on the grass full of notes
Will turn to ashes.
Run to watch the sunrise
One is too late.
I saw the sunset.
This is another kind of music charm.
The notes danced in the sunset.
Ever-changing, extremely beautiful.
Sudden grassland sunset notes
Turn into a cloud in an instant
Disappear before my eyes
It turned out that one song was over.
Another song started again.
Modern Poetry Describing Music 8 Musical Fantasy
An easy-to-listen piece of music.
It's like the noise of hitting water when you are happy.
Let you go with the wind and go downstream.
As light as a swallow, travel outside the cloud nine.
go off at full score
As if silently entered the Weishan Canyon.
Roaring and screaming.
Your mind is on the wings of music.
Free and unfettered, roaming in the vast sky.
Maybe in front of you
Show Boya playing the piano.
Zhong Ziqi likes music.
Ask and answer each other
It's fun and enjoyable.
It's like mellow wine.
The smell is endless.
Drunk and fascinated by him.
The music stopped suddenly.
Down to Earth
A scene
In a living picture
In the ultra-clear large screen
Music keeps you happy.
A happy life is as beautiful as music.
Music weaves our beautiful life.
I'm crazy about listening to pop music.
Modern poetry describes music 9 light music
Soft music,
Flowing gently.
Like a clear stream,
Like a piece of green.
Soft music,
Flowing gently.
This stream runs through my hometown,
Green flowers and singing birds.
Soft music,
Flowing gently.
Like a fallen leaf,
Like a narrow alley.
Soft music,
Flowing gently.
And the desolation of fallen leaves,
And wandering alleys.
Think quietly,
Quiet memories.
Just like a love-hate story about life and death,
Like a dream.