Modern Poetry
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"Saya Nala"
Xu Zhimo
The most gentle thing is the gentleness of bowing his head,
like a water lotus. The shyness of the cool breeze,
a word of treasure, a word of treasure,
there is sweet sorrow in that word of treasure - attack
Shayang Nala!
"His Call"
Once I was in the poplar forest,
I heard a kind call;
At that time The moonlight is looking at Weng Zhong,
Weng Zhong is looking at me.
I could no longer hear the calling voice,
I was surprised,
Looking around - Weng Zhong was just fascinated by the moonlight,
< p>The moonlight only sneered at me."When you look up in silence, it is still a silent sky"
The lotus fragrance falls and is soaked in dust and mud.
Dancing in the pavilion, one dance stands alone.
It hurts when you pick up the leaves, and the desert rain sinks into the smoke.
The shadows are pale, the bridge is broken and the wind is green.
The cold eyes turned, and the remnants were swept away.
"Wall Grass"
Bian Zhilin
At five o'clock, hang a corner of the sunset
At six o'clock, hang half a round of lights
I want someone to spend all my days
Just living in dreams and looking at the wall
The grass on the wall has grown and turned yellow
"Broken Chapter"
p>Bian Zhilin
You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery,
The people watching the scenery are watching you upstairs.
The bright moon decorates your windows,
You decorate other people’s dreams.
"A Generation"
Gu Cheng
The night gave me black eyes,
but I used them to find light.
"Far and Near"
You,
look at me for a while, and look at the clouds for a while.
I think,
When you look at me, I am far away,
When you look at the clouds, they are very close.
"Alley"
Alley
Curved and long
No door
No window< /p>
I took an old key
Knocking on the thick wall
"Weight"
She took the bloody head,
p>
Put it on the scale of life,
let all the survivors
lose their weight
.
"Arc"
Birds in the strong wind
Turn quickly
The boy went to pick up one
Cents
The tentacles of grapevines extending due to fantasy
The backs of waves rising due to retreat
p>?
"The Distance"
How far is the distance?
Please, please tell me,
To the ends of the earth,
is it far?
Ask your heart,
As long as it agrees,
There is no place that
can’t reach so far.
"Desert"
The nostalgia of the past life is spread before my eyes,
Ah, - a cloth of yellow sand,
When I think I am,
Being firmly bound by the black and yellow color of this world,
The drifting heart is here slowly,
Slowly falling into the dust together.
The wind howling in the sky,
swept away the road of no return,
The earth just handed over its secrets,
At that time, the desert was no longer a desert.
The desert turned into a well. In the well,
a pair of watery eyes,
made a smile.
Stars (1) (Next is Bing Xin’s collection of poems, Stars)
Stars twinkling——
The deep blue sky,
< p>Have you ever heard them talking to each other?In silence,
in the dim light,
they praised each other deeply.
Two
Childhood!
It is the truth in dreams,
It is the dream in truth,
It is the tearful smile when recalling.
Three
Thousands of acres of trembling——
On the edge of the dark island,
the moon is coming up!
The source of life,
the place of death.
Four
Little brother!
Three bright and joyful stars in my soul,
Gentle
Indescribable
Children of the deepest soul !
Five
Darkness,
What a profound description!
The depths of the soul,
The depths of the universe,
The resting place in the brilliant light.
Six
Mirror -
Looking at the other side,
but it feels unnatural,
it is better to turn it over Good past. ?
Seven
Those who are awake,
are only lonely and angry people!
Listen to the fortune-telling gong,
knock out the fate of the world.
Eight
The broken flowers are dotted on the branches;
The birds have flown away,
The ground is covered with red flowers——
Is life also such a glimpse?
Nine
Meng'er is the one who can't hide it most,
Clearly,
Honestly,
p>
Told
the secrets and worries in your own soul.
Ten
The tender green buds,
said to the young people:
"Develop yourself!"
Pale white flowers,
Said to the young man:
"Contribute yourself!"
Dark red fruits,
He said to the young man:
"Sacrifice yourself!"
Eleven
Infinite mystery,
Where can I find it?
After the smile,
before the words,
there is infinite mystery.
Twelve
Human beings!
Just fall in love,
We are all travelers on a long journey,
looking for the same destination.
Thirteen
The city wall in one corner,
the blue sky,
the endless horizon——
This is heaven - earth.
Fourteen
We are all natural babies,
lying in the cradle of the universe.
Fifteen
Children!
You can enter my garden,
Don’t pick my flowers -
Look at the thorns of the roses,
The thorns Hurt your hand.
Sixteen
Young people!
For future memories,
Describe your current picture carefully and deliberately.
Seventeen
My friend!
Why do you say I am "silent"?
There is something going on in the world,
which is beyond language and words.
Eighteen
Literature writer!
Sow your seeds with good intentions,
Find your fruits anytime and anywhere.
Nineteen
My heart,
like a boat,
has passed through the ups and downs of the sea of ??time.
Twenty
The flower branches of happiness,
in the hands of the God of destiny,
are looking for people to be given perfection.
Twenty-one
The strings outside the window were plucked,
My heart!
Why is it so deeply lingering in the lingering sound?
It is the infinite sound of trees,
It is the infinite moonlight.
Twenty-two
Life and separation——
It is the hazy moon and day,
Death farewell——
< p>It is a haggard fallen flower.Twenty-three
The lamp of the soul
is bright in silence,
extinguished in excitement.
Twenty-Four
To those who have never met Bailian, Sunflower admits that they are best friends.
The white lotus came out of the water,
The sunflower lowered her head:
Her graceful pride,
separated herself.
Twenty-five
Death!
Rise up and praise Him;
It is the end of silence,
It is eternal rest.
Twenty-six
The high mountain tops,
the deep sea -
a cold heart,
These are passionate tears;
Poor little people!
Twenty-seven
Poet,
is the world’s greatest happiness in fantasy,
it is also the deepest disappointment in fact.
Twenty-eight
Hai Bo in my hometown!
Your splashing waves,
just like how they knocked on my rock drop by drop,
are also how they knocked on my heartstrings drop by drop.
Twenty-nine
My friend,
I am sorry for you;
The comfort I can give,
Just a cold smile.
Thirty
Did time just pass by like this?
Except for misty thoughts,
Achieve nothing!
Thirty-one
Family is the most unkind -
People's tears,
are his harvest.
Thirty-two
The thorns of roses,
are the anger of those who pick them,
are her own comfort happy.
Thirty-three
Mother!
Put aside your sorrow,
Let me indulge in your arms,
Only you are the settlement of my soul.
Thirty-four
It is not the rolling waves that create the new land,
it is the tiny sand beneath it. .
Thirty-five
Thousands of angels,
will rise and sing praises to the little children;
Little children!
His small body contains a great soul.
Thirty-six
The sun penetrated into the stone gap,
and said to the tiny thorn fruit:
"Lend me my Reach out with strength,
liberate your imprisoned self! "
The trunk of the tree comes out,
The solid rock,
< p>Cracked in half.