Entry of modern poetry

With the popularity of Fang Zhouzi's rhyming poems, the future of China's poems will surely lead to the road of modern rhyming poems which are deeply loved by people. It is suggested that friends who like rhyme develop in this direction. This is the inevitable trend of the development of China's poetry in a certain historical period, and no one can stop it. Coupled with the decline of modern poetry, people are trying to find a musical beauty between modern poetry and classical poetry, that is, rhyme, the emergence of modern rhyme poetry. See the detailed notes of Baidu's "Rhyme" entry for details.

Simple and Beautiful Poems —— Fang Zhouzi's Poems: Simple and Beautiful Poems about Fang Zhouzi

Full Rhyme Poetry —— The Beauty of Songs, a collection of poems by Elvis Presley

Appreciation of rhyming poems;

Always remember you.

Pretend to be happy every time I see you.

I'm afraid that time is too boring to kill my memory.

When I woke up, I mistakenly thought that you were close at hand and never left.

Your beauty is fixed in the photo of twenty-four years old.

All kinds of handsome photography postures are fascinating.

Thousands of cute expressions explain your angelic naughty.

Like a child, you use Lolita to interpret flowers.

Like an old woman, your vicissitudes make you cry.

Maybe it's an elf that hurts your eccentricity and mystery.

Can I write you a hundred love poems without permission?

By the eighty-eighth stage, I was breathless with pain.

Beauty is like a cloud, who can easily replace you?

Before the green plum, the green plum withered and the fragrance overflowed.

If you don't see a bamboo horse, you will grow old and miss Wan Li.

From then on, everyone I fell in love with looked like you.

You cry, how can a woman like the wind be remembered?

Look, how thoroughly you won.

I will always remember you, humming a love song alone.

Read you a poem

The eaves after the rain are really the most suitable for wind chimes.

You can see from the window that the sound of the budding wind is very light.

I decided to travel on the cat's eyes.

As a result, all mysteries have become landscapes.

Only hidden things smart enough can grow into dandelions.

Then follow carefully without any burden.

Because I'm afraid to wake up the person in my dream who only dares to like you.

So I read you a poem.

The movement of opening poetry is very careful and light.

Very light and careful, just like a cat reading a poem to you with a wind chime.