Modern poetry is dedicated to the goddess 1 "praise the goddess"
Take the moon
have a dream
Step by step with sincerity.
from afar
Come and listen to your song.
The stairs leading to you
Covering my hopes.
Meet your eyes
I opened my heart to the lake.
You use your sacred hands
Guide my persistence
I want to use gentle Long song.
Every wind in Qingshui River is with her.
I want to use Wang Yang's eyes.
Moonlight in the air.
I will swear to you with a rock-solid belief.
You are my life.
I will give anything for you.
The stars increase your loneliness.
Lights are shining in your world.
Love makes me so reluctant to part.
Life is obsessed with you.
The continuous mountain peaks stared at me.
Love you and never stop.
Pray to you silently
Pray that there will be no more mistakes in my world
goddess
Don't look away.
Please watch me leave.
To the Goddess Modern Poetry 2 "The Three Goddess of Dawn"
I am like a giant.
Hungry as a god
But you are covered with mud, hiding you.
Casting nano-flying skeleton and peat embryo
Prepare the time and the rotating spirit of thought.
You blessed me and were born in me.
I stood in the center of the storm.
A mass of air roared past.
The wet and dusty river stirred itself.
I miss your place name.
Your whole body is on fire.
Painful eyes are in your palm.
Lift the great ship high
Enhance the image of the past.
Extend to the sky
Facing the abyss, Shuimo casts a long shadow.
Human perseverance
Whether in the mud or in the water.
Still in the bright red millet.
I've always been leaderless
Chaos becomes a volcano that awakens lovers
Melting of boulder
The shining body is surrounded by a roar.
Rolling (fire only) the sweat of lovers and workers.
Help escape
If I'm in a war,
Should I not be disappointed or look far?
Wandering in a hurry
My heart is about to explode.
In the pollen or dust that breaks the plow atoms
Grow into a dazzling soul
Now you are green.
You are too young.
Let me look up and see.
A line of clear water
It flooded into my eyes from the high and wide sky.
if
I love this world.
I am the fuel of the world.
That world is my burning.
When everything burns
It is no longer trapped in the boundaries of everything.
Everything is lonely.
We were all swallowed up.
And how can I bear to look at the copperplate of history?
Plunder your body like dawn.
Please eat with your body.
And let you succeed in your destiny in eternal life.
Your active neck
Like a crescent moon
Let out a cry in horror-
"I am a person.
I'm here! "
The sea is as eager as I am.
I won't stop.
As tired as a city gate
I just stood in the air like an enemy.
With a handful of dirt in one hand.
The soil is full of animals.
I will open my lava and abyss.
The red in my heart
Highest protoplasm
Open the boiling coal mine thoughtfully.
In the flame
Roll into large pieces, open air.
I see you clearly.
Smile like a clean animal.
Bright flame
Consistent with completely innocent behavior.
You stand there.
Waving with the feet of creatures
Biological hand
Put down human food
Nuclear civil water
Dancing flame
Sleep like a night.
I am the burning flame on the earth.
Burning and self-immolation
Through everything, everything is integrated, and everything is different from everything.
The form of my self-tremor
Like a thing with nothing.
Like burning, spinning midnight
I am the man called: burning.
Life is a lamp of self-improvement.
Fatherly love is short, violent and easy to die.
I will burn for a long time
Listen to the ups and downs of your tides
And release the impulse to create in your heart.
In the chorus.
Can't see the ideal
I feel heartbroken.
Great fantasy, great passion
All belong to individuals.
Come and walk with you.
Every century, people touch it and do their best.
Which poem was written in blood?
This is not self-immolation.
I feel the clear water underground.
Refining blood in fire
Shake in front of my eyes
Thousands of animals ran away loudly.
Bright solid sunlight stirs.
I have huge hooves at the bottom of my chest.
Wash me down.
Crush me
The morning glow surges.
To the Goddess Modern Poetry 3 "Goddess of Dreams"
Among thousands of flowers
I've seen your face before.
There is a sea of clouds floating around Anna.
You came to me with a smile.
Even from that moment until now, I can't forget you.
Although, we didn't reach an agreement.
But I clearly see behind your invisibility.
Rich emotions, such as blazing flames and waves of the sea.
A black skirt and a pair of high heels actually put themselves
Decorated so luxuriantly.
I stare at you in surprise, ‥‥‥‥ Oh.
You are the goddess of my dreams.
Your appearance has subverted my previous thoughts.
The impression of Venus in white and barefoot
Suddenly I understood that I had written every poem for many years.
Sing and sing for you.
From then on, I am no longer confused.
Since then, a kind of panic buried in the bottom of my heart has risen.
I'm afraid of losing you again inadvertently.
It also blurs what love is sad.
Wake up in a dream one day.
It was ridiculous, but it was just a good dream.
Because you don't belong to me.
That's just my imagination.
Maybe, by the stream, under the cliff, in the green.
It used to be your splendid palace.
Paphos, near the coast
Two huge white rocks.
That's your hometown of birth.
In fact, in the world of love, I don't have too many extravagant demands.
However, until now I still have a stubborn feeling.
Only your company can touch my heart.
Empty and desolate.
The Goddess in My Dream-Venus in My Dream
Now, where have you been? !