Modern poetry in search of dreams

Dream is a delicate and charming flower.

Be ashamed and in full bloom

Dance with the color of the sun

Catch a dream

As my persistent heart

Pentium with the blood of youth.

Have a dream in my heart

Even a weak river

Can't stop the dreamer from leaning to the other side.

Have a dream in my heart

The road ahead is no longer dark.

Dreams are the golden curtain of spring silkworms.

Every time I meet the raindrops of hope

It made a midsummer sound.

Catch a dream

Holding a stick with a twig.

Step on a pair of sandals

Set out at dusk

Have lofty sentiments

Climb to the top of Lingyun in thousands of difficulties and dangers

Wanqian Xi yue

Shine with the morning sun

Thousands of sweat

Still wandering among the green mountains and green waters

I want to ride on the top of the colorful clouds.

Capture a wonderful life.

I want to step on the moonlight in the lotus pond

Leaving a ripple of light.

Dreams are the seeds of broken shells.

make arduous efforts

Will not let the soil stay.

It pursues a touch of new green of life.

Catch a dream

I am like a devout pilgrim.

The journey is hard.

Trek hard

And the road in my heart

But don't sell return tickets.

Just one after another.

next stop

How many lonely nights

Only the stars accompany us

How many scorching suns

I left footprints in the desert.

In the yellowed diary

It says the dream catcher's expectation

Dreams are the water of the Yellow River.

Keep rolling forward

Carrying the precipitation of dreams.

Dai Yue's trip to the sea.

Catch a dream

I turned the pupa into a butterfly.

In the pain of reeling and peeling cocoons

Experience the perseverance of success.

Huaruimeng

Only the dream of butterflies is endless.

Dreamers believe

one day

The light of dreams will be wrapped in happiness.

Shine into the narrow lane of reality

In the rush years

I would like to be a tireless swift.

Between the waves and the steep cliffs

Stubbornly chasing colorful dreams.

Dreams are boats and water.

It's sandstorm.

Dreams are the spirit passed down from generation to generation.

Catch a dream

I will cross the desert.

Cross the mountain

I will cross the sea of Wang Yang.

And barren plains.

Dreams are close at hand

And the pursuit of it is at the end of the world.