Modern Poetry for Travelers

Modern Poetry for Travelers 1

One day, you set out

Start from the south and stop in the north

One day, you separated

Separate from the north and stop in the south

If you have the opportunity

Please pass by the seaside

Look at the birds on the sea

Look at the waves on the beach

If you have the chance

Please pass by the grassland

Try the delicious mutton

Listen Listen to the wind in the grassland

Traveler, please put everything down

Traveler, please set off as soon as possible

Dear traveler

I wish Have a safe journey

Don’t worry about the crowds

Don’t worry about the noisy sounds

The life of a traveler is never lively

< p> The life of a traveler is ordinary

People on the journey

Please don’t walk too fast

Stop often

Take a look Others, look at yourself

You can climb the high mountains

But don’t climb to the top

You can fly across the vast ocean< /p>

But don’t fly too high

Travelers love freedom and love madness

The traveler’s dream is to live in a foreign country

Don’t blame the traveler for delaying Return

The traveler regards his foreign country as his hometown Traveler Modern Poetry 2

Falling leaves are like money

In this autumn

Standing into the wind

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I try my best to embrace those remaining greens

Let them

wash away the shadows in my eyes

The heart

The flowers

were all lured away by the ornately decorated bottles

The dream

was like the night sky at dusk

Deep and distant

And shrouded in light clouds

A few whining sounds

A giant bird floated overhead

It was like catching My shadow is gone

My heart suddenly twitches

I’m really afraid of its direction

Is there something wrong

Yes

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They are tired of human beings

Like fleeing from terror

Yes

Even a bird can hardly escape desire

Wind and rain

And frost...

The waves crashing on the shore are like songs

That is not the catharsis of noisy voices.

Season

It feels like chest tightness

It prevents me from breathing freely as I did when I was a child

For that spring that cannot be saved

Far away

I suddenly feel nostalgic again

I always have the shining righteousness

Don’t ask Where is the Lord?

Look at the sky getting colder

I walked calmly and calmly Traveler Modern Poetry 3

This is a journey without a destination< /p>

Pick up your bags and go to a distant place silently

Leave your back to your hometown

Get rid of the glitz and toughness in life

Bring a dog Go wandering with a little tenderness

Go to the place where the northern railway track of Tiannanhai extends

Go to a place where no one cares about and has no footprint pollution

Feel the gentleness of Jiangnan

The sadness of Saibei

This is a journey without a destination

Only unfamiliar faces and unknown scenery

A few Ten people dancing around the campfire

Responding to whose loneliness

The misty Sanskrit sounds

telling whose past and present life

< p> I walked one stop after another

I heard many touching stories,

Bright and sad

The mountains I walked through, the streams I crossed

The dense atmosphere in the forest, the feeling when drunk

Just like this trip without original intention

Everything happened unexpectedly

Everything Walking away quietly again

All the loneliness and carnival

Precipitated, precipitated in the long time

The traveler raised his head and looked into the distance

There is a wild rose blooming quietly

If life is a hard journey

This is undoubtedly a gentle ending