But fantasize about flying to the moon.
Looking down at the brilliance of the stars holding the moon.
I'm used to stop and go.
But fantasizing about silence.
End the warmth of a place.
It's like sorting out those
The ground is full of broken stars.
I am used to staying up late and getting up late.
Because I long for the beauty of the night sky.
In the dead of night
I can hear breathing in the night sky.
Heavy and ethereal
I'm used to the starry night.
A person listens to the waltz of the stars
Dance in a flurry
It's like stepping on the stars flying all over the sky
Stars always glow by themselves in the dark.
And that night sky is like a deep and naive maze.
It's just that the stars don't want to escape
Because stars are used to it.
Get used to getting lost in the noisy night.
A starry night sky
Pass by the flower shop on the roadside
At two or three in the morning
A skirt swaying with summer flowers
Light the tears of lavender
Drift away from the window of the next stop
I see. /I see.
Stars are flowers in the sky.
It is a treasure of childhood.
Sweet tears.
And fireflies lost in the night sky
2. Self-edited ancient poems about clouds eager for blessing in the sky.
Blue sky, white clouds,
Gone with the wind to send my blessing,
These are six different sincere wishes,
Divided into six different clouds.
In that heart-shaped cloud is a blessing to parents.
I wish my parents good health and all the best.
In that long cloud of happiness is a blessing to the elders.
I wish them luck as wide as the East China Sea, and live longer than the South Mountain.
In that lovely cloud is a blessing to the teacher.
I wish the teacher a happy life and smooth work.
In that chubby cloud is a blessing to friends.
I wish them progress in their studies, get into a good school and find a good job in the future.
That cloud is a blessing to me,
I wish myself health and happiness forever.
The biggest cloud is everyone's blessing.
I wish all those who care about me and love me a happy life.
I hope the six white clouds in the blue sky float far away.
I hope those who see the white clouds can feel my blessing to them.
3. A modern poem about the starry sky. Starry sky on a summer night.
For you,
I want to stay on the road of life for a long time.
Take your time, take your time, take your time.
Take your little hand and take away all your troubles.
Reading, parting letters, recalling the tenderness of the past.
Quiet summer night,
Looking at the twinkling stars,
Make a wish, and you will stay with me for a long time.
That night,
You leave quietly,
Take away the good wishes.
Break the dreamlike dream,
I want to step on the wind of time,
Follow in your footsteps.
Poetry describing the starry sky Part II: Night: Falling in Lonely Words
Palm-sized village
A city swaying in the breeze
Back to the noisy memory of the old color
Precipitate into a rusty coin
Cold night light
The hidden bed and the floating red silk go far together.
You shine with the luster of the leaves, gently rotating in repeated sighs.
The destroyed lonely land is crying and the words are falling in the broken fence.
After the wailing, their orgasmic souls fell asleep peacefully.
Who will be the spirit dancing in their blood?
The dark platform separates layers of branches, and they contract and jump.
You go back until you calmly retain the past that rose from the land.
4. Write an original modern poem about the night sky, 1, stars.
There is no sunshine of the sun, no softness of the moon, but a little flicker in the dark is your loyalty to the light.
2. Dream childhood
I once asked the wise star, and I once asked the kind moon. How long is the road to dreams? I once asked the affectionate earth and the warm sun. How long is the road to dreams. Childhood is a newborn green leaf, a budding bud, a blue sky and a beautiful dream.
3. at night
Carrying all the fatigue of light, shaking the stars, lighting up the heart of dreams, no longer begging for scenery, let peace live in tears.
Tolerate the ugliness planted by the light, light a moon, mark the darkness of the world, fill the past storms, and drink loneliness under the lamp.
After receiving the light, the mountains and rivers are still very tired. Arouse the messenger, please reincarnate the light again, walk hand in hand and fly far away together.
4. Market in the sky
The street lamp in the distance is very clear, as if there are countless stars shining. Stars appear in the sky, as if countless street lamps were lit.
I think there must be a beautiful market in the empty air. Some items on display in the market must be rare in the world.
You see, the shallow Tianhe is definitely not very wide. The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl crossing the river will surely ride the cow.
I think they must be wandering in the street at the moment. Don't believe me, please look at that meteor, even if they come with lanterns.
5. Night sky
Meteors rise, shine and disappear quickly in this dark night; No one can remember its traces, and no one will miss its glory;
Perhaps, many years later, from people's tea before and after meals, we can hear the most subtle praise, and from the memories of future generations, we can hear the sound of cautious regret;
Human life, like a meteor that disappears in an instant, always seems so short, so small and so empty in the vast universe.
5. Middle school students' self-created poems recommend a youth poem about the youth campus to ensure originality. Please feel free to use. You can refer to:
The prosperity of love
You said you were a flower floating in the world.
My tired wanderer is crazy enough to take you away.
You stopped me with a lie that conveyed words and rhythms.
The green trees and red flowers outside the window have been blooming desperately all summer.
When will the flying wing come to gather in prosperity?
Lonely enough to remove all the red clothes.
Finish the last summer of twenty.
Stop at a myth, you always praise my genius.
Lies that have encouraged me to be my own audience for years.
Move to another city and ignore my concern for you.
When exploring the road, I will also say something to strangers.
But I can't get away with it because of you.
It turns out that love has to work hard to realize how great it is.
At that time, I had drifted to the end of the world.
Recalling the angry words at the beginning, I regret it.
After a rain, a rainbow appeared on the vast sea.
I swore that I would love her even if I was silent for a lifetime.
You are a flower that blooms in my soul world and never fades.
6. Self-edited ancient poems about clouds in the sky. Blue sky and white clouds float away, sending my blessing. It's six different sincere wishes, hidden in six different clouds.
In that heart-shaped cloud is a blessing to parents. I wish my parents good health and all the best. In that long cloud of happiness, it is a blessing to the elders. May their happiness be as vast as the East China Sea and their life span be longer than that of Nanshan.
In that lovely cloud is a blessing to the teacher, wishing the teacher a happy life and smooth work. In that chubby cloud is a blessing to my friends, wishing them progress in their studies, getting into a good school and finding a good job in the future.
That little cloud is a blessing to me, wishing myself health and happiness forever in the future. The biggest cloud is everyone's blessing. I wish all those who care about me and love me a happy life.
I hope the six white clouds in the blue sky float far away, and I hope that people who see the white clouds can feel my blessing to them.