Stars are twinkling-a
deep blue space.
Have you ever heard them talk?
In the silence,
In the twilight,
They have deeply praised each other.
Childhood!
is the truth in the dream,
is the dream in the truth,
is the memory and a tearful smile!
Green bud,
Say to the girl in your dream:
Develop yourself!
pale white flowers,
say to the girl in my dream:
contribute yourself!
The red fruit,
Say to the girl in my dream:
Sacrifice yourself!
young girl!
for the happiness of others,
constantly sacrifice yourself,
to make others happy!
A cold beacon,
bright in silence,
blown out in excitement.
It is not the rolling waves that create new land,
but the tiny sand under it.
The flowers of speech,
The bigger they bloom, the more fruits of actions,
.
Be proud,
Only you decorate the world generally!
My heart,
Be alert,
Don't get caught up in the whirlpool of nothingness!
A successful flower,
People can only see her beauty,
However, at the beginning, the sufferings of her bud,
the saturated struggle, sacrifice and contribution,
are unknown to everyone. Modern Poetry in the Night Sky 2
Last night, the moon rose early,
closed, lights and fireworks
described the night as <
I stood under the night sky, looking up at
its beauty and not letting myself
have a sad mood.
//
Tonight, the moon has been reluctant to show up.
Probably, yesterday, like
a child, she played too much and
forgot the time.
In the distant sky, fireworks are blooming,
the night sky is bright,
there are scattered firecrackers, which are not as noisy as
but have a sense of
tranquility, softness, ease and gentleness.
//
The night is not deep and quiet.
The sky is a little dark, but
It is deep, quiet and beautiful.
There are two stars in the sky, which
looks extraordinarily bright. Like a pair of
bright and deep eyes, and like a
smiling face,
kind, warm and reassuring,
those are my father's eyes, and those are my mother's smiling faces
//
I stood in the night sky, looking up at
and searching for my father's figure, today, again.
The distance between heaven and earth is only
a thought away,
a thought away, only a punch away,
those two twinkling stars in the night sky,
that is, the smiling faces of parents,
how kind, how caring and how warm.
//
Looking up at the night sky, I feel a kind of broadness,
a kind of sureness and heaviness of life.
A cloud, fluttering gently,
Like, gently
blowing a warm wind,
pulling the thread of thinking, pulling bit by bit.
melting into the past, the old days.
In the depths of the old house, in the old days,
it seems to be in front of me, just like that unforgettable yesterday,
I stood under the night sky, looking up
at my parents' smiling faces, feeling warm and happy,
from the bottom of my heart, Slowly spread out ... Modern Poetry in the Night Sky 3
Bright moonlight slanted on the windowsill of memory
Tidy up the thoughts of the day
Comb a little tired of life
Listen to the pace of walk on by in the years
Look at the shallow smile in the memory
How it softened the time
What are you like in youth
Don't let me guess
I don't want to.
Are you the nest where the birds left
or are you missing by the wanderer? Hometown
How many dreams have set sail here
But who has quietly appreciated
seen your lonely and quiet beauty
countless nights
drank a glass of strong liquor of life
got drunk alone
took the steps of life
Youth, my blue night sky
I saw my colorful shadow
What was it like? > touch lightly with your hand
the sound of heartbeat adorns the bright starry sky
shining stars
blooming flowers in the spring garden
Please let me pass
breathe in your original fragrance with my joy
breathe out the strong breath of youth
fragrant soil
seeds of dreams
take root in this pure land. P > The most beautiful flower will bloom in the next spring
The dancing of countless butterflies and the singing of bees
This is the most beautiful dance of life
Revival, youthful blue sky.