Part one: Some modern poems suitable for reading.
kite
Soaring up, how high can a little hope hang?
Isn't the long life such a game?
Thin thread, but want to tug of war with the whole sky.
Go up, go up again, and you will soon be out of sight.
Along the river bank, I began to run with the sky.
stalactite
How easy it is to read this poem when it is written.
And mine, still hanging, unfinished sentence.
In the virtual darkness of the deep hole
Inquire about
Tens of thousands of drops of sweat, sing a word.
And slip words, autumn, only
All the echoes were carried away by the dark underground river.
It took a long time to get a real response.
Like a fingertip dripping on a fingertip.
That's the clap of water drops and water drops.
Every sentence echoes, exactly
Tens of millions of years later.
You can feel the shock when you meet.
When downward stalactites and slowly upward stalagmites
When knowable and unknowable.
In the black hole of time, gently
Touch it!
Ps: It is said that stalactites only grow an inch in one million years.
Stalactites hang and stalagmites drop on the ground.
road sign
-remember an 80-year-old soldier.
Whole body injury
Standing at the intersection, holding out many arms.
He pointed to the winding center of the city street.
He pointed to the poplar trees far outside the city.
Most of them lost their way.
So-and-so pointed to a mirror of the puppy a few miles away on the ground.
So-and-so pointed to a few carefree white clouds in the sky.
He is like a' veteran' who has prescribed many prescriptions and has a knot in his heart.
Wearing the medal of years, he pointed at it casually.
The distance between travelers' lips
Eternal bed
-What did Pompeii see?
When the hottest and reddest magma basin
Spray into the air, just now
Fall on Pompeii
Neither he nor she will run away.
Beds and history are covered with their powerful nails.
Scrape off wrinkles
She spread her wings and feet in the air.
Facing the roots of Datura stramonium
His rhinoceros wagged her hips.
The desire of the palm
Stretched by a round milk ball
And long hair is like a bead net.
The shock of not being able to sleep.
Eternity is one thing
A door that keeps moving.
Her lips were half open.
Clam with screaming tongue ...
The surging magma finally reversed the high tide.
Rain on them
A paradise that cannot be moved.
Instantaneous solidification
In the excavated city of Pompeii
The tourists are full of surprises.
Devote oneself to this
The "melting bed" of love and death
There are also prominent hyena eyes and hippopotamus nose.
review
The Soviet volcano behind him is weak.
Continue to erect
The gravity of the full moon
The stars shoot silver flowers.
move towards
franklyn ...
pendulum
How narrow the angle is at this time.
Swimming in is life, swimming out is death.
Drop, the spirit is only dawn, answer, the body is dusk.
Drop is the past, answer is the future.
Countless ticking gaps are now lined up and crossed.
Climb the mountain to meet the rain
Dozens of lines of light rain
Woven in thousands of rows at an angle.
Xiaxiashan
This ancient portrait hangs like an object.
It's a blur in the distance.
The rolling hills are still like curtains.
At first glance, it looks like a group.
Bent hips
It took a long time to see it.
The sound of a white snake-like stream chasing rain
Breathe all the way.
Touch the pine tree holding the black umbrella.
Hiding in an umbrella, the shadow disappears.
Down to the bottom.
A flying pavilion with a big red hat.
Stamp without discussion
The signer is a woodcutter passing by the pavilion.
go down the mountain
Roll up with the rain
Put the bag behind your back.
desert
Oasis lifting
The tall fan of the coconut tree
burst
Waves brought by a row of camels
Sitting in the twilight
In camel's big olive eyes
the west
The top of the mountain stretches for thousands of kilometers.
The traveler's heart also winds away.
In the distance, a golden snake.
lipstick
We are reading in the house.
When the fog came, all the windows were gone.
I draw on the glass.
Several water-soluble pathways
And please use a bright red mouth.
At the beginning of the road
Kiss lip print
The fog just cleared when making tea.
Above the whole landscape
There's a car parked.
Open-mouthed sun
Spend the night in a small town by the Yangtze River.
The modern ship roared into the dock at night.
Land on the gangway, or take it off.
Huang Chengcheng's face.
At the other end, the refrigerator made in Taiwan Province just sits on it.
When you carry your husband's shoulder, you can say anything comfortable.
Half the people in the town are leaning against the boat.
Stick your head out at night to touch it.
Listen, there is a dustpan. Where's the generosity?
Beat the chubby wheel
A ship full of rubbish was fed to the gluttons in Jiang Shui.
Up to the next deck, a row of recliners will open several pairs of white teeth.
Bite the apple gently and crisply at night.
In the silence, I can smell a hand sweating.
Grab the toilet paper thousands of miles away.
Is diluting the homesickness in my stomach.
There's no one on the top floor, so throw a cigarette butt.
Isn't it bright, Zhonghua?
I don't know who shouted
As if under an order, never stop.
Fly down layer by layer like fireflies.
Jiang Shui hold it high, hold it high.
pick up
Black hawk
No one can see its hidden desires clearly.
A dark cloud is shallow and deep, above the grassland.
As mysterious as a black submarine, cruising in the sky.
Why did I become a gray rabbit? Pursue desperately
Its attack-the projection of wandering on the ground
Chapter two: Some modern poems suitable for reciting.
Breeze resistance
fallen leaves
sluggish flow
Along the way
Youxian arc bar
A circuitous concern
transform
Turn gracefully.
On the drawing board against the blue sky background
Youxian arc bar
draw a curve
A superficial review
Another bend
Weak attachment
The warmth of silence
Start writing.
Under the clear blue sky
Chapter three: Some modern poems suitable for reciting.
Wei blue sky
Smoke billowed from the kitchen.
And the familiar smell.
Think of my father in my hometown
Where the smoke rises.
Romantic stories from afar.
Dad!
Which is the smoke in this kitchen
It's already started
My life journey
take off
One dream after another.
Chuiyanli
Wandering in confusion
Chuiyanli
Flying is wonderful.
Smoke spiraled up from the kitchen chimney.
Dad!
Why can't I find you?
Your broad shoulders
Shoulder the hard years
Your thick palm
Grasp the future and hope
dad
Although you never praised me.
but
Your vicissitudes of life eyes
I have strengthened my faith.
Smoke spiraled up from the kitchen chimney.
I finally meet you.
Dad, what are you up to?
Can you stop and tidy up?
Let me have a good look at you
Chuiyanli
Rub your red eyes.
Why can't I see you clearly?
Smoke spiraled up from the kitchen chimney.
Dad!
Where the hell are you?