Paper modern poetry

Paper Modern Poetry 1 This is a square piece of paper.

I folded it into a delicate paper plane,

Looking forward to it flying into the hall of honor,

It jumped into the icy water.

This is a clean piece of paper.

I wrote a chapter about it,

Looking forward to depicting the perfect ink,

It shows the sadness of failure mercilessly.

This is a beautiful piece of paper.

I wrote a lot of words and handed them to the mailbox.

Waiting for my poem and the distance with a smile,

But it came back to me with sad eyes.

This is an ordinary piece of paper.

I can only stare at it,

Dreaming that it can erase my confusion,

The result is still to be relieved and confused.

The poetry of life,

How can you nail it to a piece of paper,

Without overnight success,

Holding the burning anger with ordinary hands,

Step by step carefully.

Without crossing the thorns,

How to see qingquan?

No, Ginger Ma Tie,

How to protect your home?

No, every ten years,

How to pluck the strings?

Instead of running like hell,

I can't see the dream I'm pursuing.

Cut off the darkness and welcome the light.

Leap over hell and into heaven.

My heart is like a mirror, reflecting light.

Go beyond yourself and inspire your dreams!

The paper tiger in the flock was blown away by the wind.

Eating green tramples on the mood.

Reality has opened the distance.

Pray for rain, not season.

Look at the wind, the heights are too cold.

Which fairy are you?

Occupy this land

The sunshine is in your control.

You have occupied the green space.

There are sheep everywhere.

Who blew the horn?

Deciduous leaves, hay

It's not your choice.

Your choice

-It's a blood knife.

You assassinated goodness.

Assassinate the innocent again

I really don't know what you mean.

What you long for is a dirty stream?

Where is the leader of the flock?

You're not at dawn

It's not at dusk.

Your soul is a dark cloud.

Abralos Ojos

You are really a paper tiger.

Take the wind to nourish you

Are you satisfied?

Can you control the sheep?

I'm worried about seasonal winds.

I'm worried about seasonal rain.

They won't make you comfortable.

I don't trust you. You are made of paper.

Green is withered and brilliant.

And you, not as good as air.

Disappear like smoke, dissipate like a cloud-disappear completely

You're a complete cover.

Paper Modern Poetry 3 Life is hard to make others laugh,

Intoxicated,

Looking back and smiling,

Beautiful for a while,

This life is unforgettable,

That day,

The wind is light,

Very light,

The clouds are light,

Very light,

We hung out there,

confused

You gave me the happiest relationship,

You also broke my love for you,

Flowers bloom and fall,

I've missed it,

Who are the tears for?

With white hair,

Who are you heartbroken for,

The old man has passed away,

A relationship,

Memories of a lifetime,

A bleak scene was staged alone,

Two people stood there stupidly,

ramble

When did I meet you,

now

People have dispersed,

Drunk,

Hurt the heart

No more childish promises.

The endless thoughts buried in my heart can't be told,

I miss you,

It can't be sent to your heart after all,

So,

Now I choose silence,

When I haven't missed you.

Reality,

I gave up,

A memory,

A piece of missing,

Broke several people's hearts,

I decided to forget you,

Let you walk out of my heart,

And I,

Will slowly get out of this relationship,

Go back to my world.

, all this,

Complaining about that love,

That memory,

Now that I've given up,

And then everything went back to the beginning,

Go back in time,

Is it us or two ignorant teenagers,

The promise of this life,

His heart is cold,

I used to remember,

Whose dreams are intertwined,

Now I'm awake,

You left,

Who should I smile for?