Modern poetry: like articles 1. I like it.
I like wind, I like rain and I like green grass.
I like the sky, I like clouds, and I don't like cold air.
I like running, I like jumping and I like playing games.
I like reading, I like writing, and I'll tell you what I like.
I like the feeling of the wind blowing through my ears when running.
I like sunny weather. Clouds float quietly in the sky.
I like the beautiful arc drawn by basketball in the sky.
I like cats and dogs snuggling up to me and listening.
I like birds singing and horses running and jumping. The whole world is noisy.
I like listening to songs, which are fresh, cheerful and sad. Every song can arouse the whole body's emotions.
I like watching movies. I can't guess the plot. Every plot makes me scream.
I like playing basketball. I'm never tired of running. I seem to have inexhaustible strength.
I like playing games, as long as I am with my brothers, it doesn't matter if I cheat my teammates.
I like Shi Dizai, I like digital baby, and I like seemingly childish childishness.
I like the one-armed Yang Guo's courage to never stop searching in hard times.
I like Li Xunhuan's flying knife, but I don't like Zhang Wuji. He is a little weak.
I like Hu Yifei's fiery personality, and I don't like Lin Yi's lack of courage to start over.
I like Bai Baihe, and many roles make me cry all over the floor.
I like Vae singing wildly in the wind, although he never watches singers and only listens to his favorite songs.
I like Kobe Bryant. I could have retired a long time ago, but I persisted because of my obsession. In fact, they don't understand his beliefs.
I like Dayue Pavilion, and I like Zhang Jiajia. Those kind articles and sentences are full of positive energy.
Well, I like more.
I like heroes. They travel around the world with swords.
I like prawns and coke popcorn.
I like aunt, and the square dance is bright and blind.
I like everyone. Let's laugh together.
I like rainy days, even if there is no shelter from the rain, I feel very comfortable just walking alone.
I like climbing mountains. It doesn't matter what's on the top of the mountain, but I like the feeling of climbing up.
I like to be alone quietly, thinking about some messy things, and don't want others to know.
I like to write some inexplicable words and express some feelings at will, whether I want to impress others or simply show them to someone.
Well, I like more.
I'll tell you more about it another day.
Modern Poetry: I like the second "I like it"
Text: Amethyst
I like sunshine and drizzle.
I like the tranquility of the village in the moonlight.
Like all bright things.
Like naughty dew rolling on the flowers and plants.
I like the undefended clarity in children's eyes.
I like the wind, and I like its grandeur.
Lazy temper
I like the black and pale on every hair.
I like to look back on the changes of time.
Vicissitudes, radicalism, joy, sadness
I like to sit by the window in a daze.
I like watching people cross the street.
I like to hear what different footsteps reveal.
Hasty, calm, calm and surprised
I like every grain of dust and every bird song.
I like my father's kindness hidden under stubble.
I am shy when I like to tuck my mother's skirt.
Like the sweetness of first love in a diary
I like to be unconstrained in words.
I like dreaming and walking.
I like this world full of fireworks.
Modern Poetry: I like the third one. I like it.
On a cold winter day
I like ...
Let the sun put the windowsill, the book case
Wennuancheng
A golden scene.
Nuan nuan Jin Li se
I like ...
sweetheart
pigeon
Birds in Case Poems
Fly over.
Let them go.
On the windowsill
Hasty words
talk and laugh cheerfully/merrily
Chasing and frolicking
Never mind the mountains in the distance.
How lonely.
Forget the season.
How depressed
At this moment
I like ...
Have a big stretch.
Put yourself
Put it in the sunshine.
Let your hand open the beautiful pages.
Let the mind read.
The tranquility of the years
sky
It just flows.
safe and sound
Happy, carefree
Modern Poetry: I like the fourth one. I like it.
I like ...
The sun is still sleeping.
When I put her
When you wake up gently
Her shy eyebrows
It made me blush.
I like ...
The sun coming out after bathing
When I put her
When you gently call
Her burning eyes
Take my heart.
Hot, hot
I like ...
A loose and bright sun
When I carried her across the field
Her flowing skirt.
Measure my figure.
I like ...
The sun that just fell asleep
When I gently covered her with a blanket
She sent light to the moon.
Kiss my hand affectionately.