Heart City Modern Poetry 1
The gifts in the hands are quiet in the carriage,
Looking out the window,
The familiar city is there Move back.
It’s very difficult without paying attention,
Bringing a box of sour luggage.
I slowly,
leave the city that only belongs to me,
Although these are my memories...
This inexplicable journey begins like this,
New clothes accompany me on my night walk,
Does being gorgeous mean that I will have a good heart?
The memories of yesterday are still in my mind,
I can’t delete your smile,
Your expired encouragement,
But it keeps copying,
Over and over again without stopping.
Looking at the stars in the night sky,
The twinkling group,
It seems that you are one of them.
The relationship between affirmation and affirmation has maintained our distance.
The two stars are not exclusive.
What you say always sounds so nice.
I never thought that my feelings would shift.
The starting point on this number axis is hard work.
I never thought that you and I would be parallel.
Extend without intersection. . . . . .
I remember your retreating back.
Your appearance in my sight gradually became unclear.
Fragments of memories,
scattered in the eyes,
hurt my eyes.
The lonely scene under the night light,
emits my slight sadness.
The conductor’s voice announced that the last stop was here,
The noon bell suddenly rang.
My memories were cut off,
My thoughts became clear instantly,
It turned out that everything was just a dream.
The gift you gave me has landed,
And I left without knowing it.
I wish I could just remember,
You have never been to my city,
I have never returned to your city.
Modern Poetry in the Heart City 2
When the smoke is gone, the Buddha's crossing is beautiful.
A season of cold is no match for the warmth of three lives.
The remaining snow melts, leaving hope and heart Crossing together
Cut a piece of flowing cloud and fill the loneliness in the heart
Walking through the cold snow in that season, abandoning worldly thoughts,
Binding the indifferent mood into a warm one The Cottage
It is a place called the Heart City
Forget the mortal world and collect crystal sustenance
Mature the ancient sorrow
The flowering period of love ends, and the four seasons of wandering are ended
In the fiery July, I will pick clear lotus for soup
Leave a piece of coolness to watch your enchanting heartbeat
Around The love of the years...
Making final preparations for this tragic winter
Your place of departure is my warmest promise
In and out of dreams
I trudged on difficult steps
The cold moonlight soaked my haggard fatigue
And you are as black as a gem Your eyes
will eventually guide me
That night
You in white clothes are fluttering in my sight
The end is waving with a smile
The snow is rolling in the wind
Your breath is the last trace of warmth in my world
Hang your vicissitudes in the mountains and rivers
Already the best scenery in the world
Make your shy face warm and colorful
Comparable to April in the world
Where my eyes go
It is the modern poetry of Jiangshan Heart City 3 at the tap of your index finger
Dear
Let us go back to the past
Go back to the unforgettable yesterday< /p>
..
Do you remember the hut in Sheepskin Lane
Listening attentively
Do you know the fallen leaves of the sycamore tree
p>Concentrating on talking
And the clusters of white snowflakes
The rustling sound
Oh, close your eyes
< p>Imagining your figureDrunken face
...
You are walking with light steps
Walking from the Yellow River
You wave the thoughts in your hands
Controlling your favorite encounter
You travel thousands of miles just to rush there
Run to it, rush to it as soon as possible
This unparalleled love
This allure in the distance
..
As if it was destined in the previous life
As if it was rebirth in Nirvana
With you, with me, with all of us
Dear, do you feel it
Do you feel this kindness and sincerity?
A kind of affection that you have never experienced before
It is calling
A strong destination
Feelings arise spontaneously
..
The rustling snowflakes heard the voice of the heart
The sky also shed tears, and the rain was also sensational< /p>
I’m so excited, so excited
From now on, I feel like home
From now on, I can hold hands with you
Start
Romantic until old age
..
Dear
This world is better because of you
With me