Every rain flower has a name,
Spring, summer, autumn, winter
I open my tender palm.
Let these elves
Slowly in my palm
Heat slowly
Every rain has a name,
I won't forget it.
When it fell,
My heartbeat.
The origin of the stars and the moon
The branches want to tear the sky,
Just poked a few holes in the smile,
It reveals the light from the sky,
People call it the moon and the stars.
okay
In the warm sunshine
I cracked my mouth and smiled.
From a dark corner
Gloomy and melancholy
Are happy shepherds.
drive
Good luck
Whisper, whisper, whisper
Hu Hansan will come back again.
The girls burst out laughing.
We walked towards the sunshine.
Modern poems written by primary school students
cloud
Yun, a naughty girl,
I like painting.
It's always one painting after another,
Beautiful and vivid.
Look, that little girl with pigtails,
Naughty and cute,
Play skipping rope.
This is the work of the cloud!
Alas, a breeze blew,
The painting is scattered!
No, no, look carefully!
The cloud drew another picture!
It's so long and beautiful!
There is a snowman in the picture.
With a radish nose.
Will it be eaten by rabbits?
And a pair of banana eyes,
With a crooked smile.
But I'm still worried, will it be secretly picked by naughty monkeys to eat?
Oh, that's just a painting! It won't be eaten!
These clouds are so lifelike!
Look, the painting of clouds,
So lifelike,
It's beautiful,
How vivid!
Sonnets and 27 songs
1
We are prepared to accept it deeply.
Those unexpected miracles,
In the long years, suddenly there was
The appearance of comets, the wind blows;
At this moment in our lives,
It's like the first hug.
The joys and sorrows of the past are suddenly in sight.
Condensed into a tall and motionless body.
We praise those little insects,
They had a sexual intercourse.
Or resist danger,
They will end a wonderful life.
We have suffered all our lives.
As soon as the wind blows, comets appear.
2
What will fall from us,
We all let it burn:
We arranged for us to be in this era
Like autumn trees, one after another.
Put the leaves and some late flowers
Give it to Qiu Feng, so that you can open the tree.
Enter the severe winter; We arranged for us to go.
In nature, just like cicada moths.
Put the remaining shells into the mud;
We put ourselves in that position.
The future death is like a song.
The song disappeared from the music,
Finally, the body of music was left behind.
Silently turned into a green mountain.
three
Your Yushu rustling in the autumn wind-
This is a piece of music in my ear.
Build a serious temple,
Let me walk in carefully;
Another tower inserted into the clear sky.
Standing tall in front of me,
Like a saint's body,
Sublimated the noise of the whole city.
You always take off your body,
I only watched you grow up on your deathbed;
In the crisscross fields
I regard you as my guide:
I wish you eternal life, and I am willing to take it step by step.
Into the soil under your roots.
four
I often think about a person's life,
I can't help praying to you
You are a bunch of white grass.
Never live up to a name;
But you hide in all the names,
Live a small life,
Live up to nobility and whiteness,
Silently achieve your life and death.
All the descriptions, all the noise.
When I come to you, some will wither,
Some become your silence:
This is your greatest pride.
But it was done in your denial.
I pray to you all my life.
five
I will never forget
Water city in the west,
It is a symbol of personal life,
Thousands of lonely groups in Qian Qian.
Loneliness is an island,
Make friends with each other.
When you hold my hand,
Like a bridge over water;
When you smile at me,
Like the island across the street.
Suddenly opened a window.
In the dead of night,
I only saw the window closed,
There are people on the bridge, too
six
I often see it in Yuanye.
A rural child, or a peasant woman.
Crying towards the silent clear sky,
This is a punishment, but
For destroying a toy?
Responsible for her husband's death,
But for my son's illness?
Keep crying,
It's like the whole life is embedded.
In a frame, outside the frame.
There is no life and no world.
It seems to me that they lived in ancient times.
It's just tears keep flowing.
For the desperate universe.
seven
In the warm sunshine
We came to the suburbs,
Like different rivers.
Melt into the sea.
Have the same vigilance
In our hearts,
This is the same fate
On our shoulders.
* * * There is only one God.
He is worried about us:
When the danger is over,
Those forked streets
Suck us back,
The sea is divided into several rivers.
eight
It's an old dream,
The world before us is too complicated,
Want to fly a bird attached to Peng
Talk to the quiet stars.
A thousand-year dream is like an old man.
Looking forward to the best children and grandchildren-
Now someone flies to the stars,
But I can't forget the troubles of this world.
They often study for the sake of learning.
How to run, how to fall,
In order to establish order on the earth,
Throw yourself into the air.
Now that old dream has become
There is a meteorite in the barren hill far from the water.
nine
You grew up between life and death all the year round,
Once you return to this fallen city,
Listening to the stupid songs of this city,
You will be like an ancient hero.
Thousands of years later, he suddenly came back,
From some degenerate offspring
I can't find my posture when I was young,
He will feel surprised and dizzy.
You are like an immortal hero on the battlefield.
In another world, always pointing to the sky,
Turn into a broken kite;
But don't complain about this fate,
You have surpassed them, and they can't do it.
Keep you up, your broad vision.
10
Your name is often arranged in
Many names, no.
What's the difference, but you are forever.
Secretly keep your luster;
We only do it at dawn and dusk.
Knowing that you are Chang Geng and Qi Ming,
At midnight, you and the ordinary stars
There is no distinction: how many young people are there?
Thanks to your quiet disclosure, I learned from
Just life and death. Now that you're dead,
We deeply feel that you can no longer
Participate in the future work of mankind—
If the world can be resurrected,
Curved things can be readjusted.
1 1
One night many years ago.
You feel "awake" for several young people;
You don't know how much disillusionment you've experienced,
But that "sleep" will never be depressed.
I will always be grateful.
Looking at you, for our time:
It was destroyed by some stupid people,
But its maintainer has been a lifetime.
Abandoned by this world—
How many times have you looked back and seen a glimmer of light,
There are dark clouds when you turn around.
You have completed a dangerous journey,
There is only grass on the side of the road in hardship.
Once painted the smile you wanted.
12
You starve in a deserted village,
You often want to fill in the blanks,
You've been singing sad songs,
The decline of human glory:
There were casualties of athletes on the battlefield,
There are stars falling on the horizon,
Ten thousand horses disappeared with the clouds. ...
Your life is their sacrifice.
Your poverty is shining.
Like a saint's rag,
Is a little bit in the world.
And the infinite power of God.
Everything is crowned before its light,
Just a poor image.
13
You grew up in a family of ordinary citizens,
You have shed tears for many ordinary women,
You are also afraid in front of a generation of men;
Your 80 years have been so peaceful,
It's like the universe is running there alone,
But it never stopped,
New life is evolving anytime and anywhere,
Rain or shine.
Exchange serious illness for new health,
In exchange for new nutrition from desperate love,
Do you know why moths jump on flames?
Why do snakes grow by shedding their old skins?
Everything is enjoying your famous words,
It reveals the meaning of all life: "death and change."
14
Your enthusiasm burns everywhere,
You point a bunch of yellow flowers at the sun,
Burning, rich cypress trees
It's burning, in the hot sun
People are walking, so are they.
Flame calls for height;
But in early spring, a dead tree
Xiao Shu, the small courtyard of the prison
Bowed his head in the dark room.
Potato peeler: They are all.
Like an ice cube that will never disappear in the harbor.
You drew a suspension bridge in the middle,
Draw a canoe: Do you want it?
Welcome some unfortunate people?
15
Look at these horses and mules.
Transporting goods from a distance,
Water will also bring some sediment.
From some unknown distance,
The wind will blow from thousands of miles away.
Grab some foreign sighs:
We walked through countless mountains and rivers,
Possess at any time, give up at any time,
Like a bird flying in the air,
It is always in charge of space,
I have no feeling at any time.
What is our reality?
Nothing can be brought from far away.
You can't take anything from the front.
16
We stood at the top of a high mountain.
Into an endless vision,
Into the vast plain in front of you,
Into a crisscross path on the plain.
No matter which way, what kind of water,
Which gust of wind, which cloud, there is no echo;
The cities, mountains and rivers we walked through,
Hua Song took our lives.
Our growth, our sadness.
It's a pine tree on a hillside.
It is a dense fog in a city;
We drift with the wind, with the current,
Into a crossroads on the plain,
Into a path leading to pedestrian life.