Modern poetry describes mood 1 mood notes
I sit next to the computer.
Discovering the world is novel.
The true self in the dream
I found myself swimming around.
Many years have passed.
At the most tiring time
Close your eyes and want to look in the mirror.
But I'm afraid I can't achieve my dream.
Painful me
travel around the world
Every time my heart breaks.
I don't expect anyone to save me.
I think in this world
Try to be yourself.
You will find that the more serious you are.
Giving is bitter and sad.
What should I do?
Who can save me?
I seem to have a heart attack.
Have a dream repeatedly in a dream.
I want to die of heartache
Time is passing in a hurry.
Every step of my life.
I took Wan Li Road.
Take my luggage.
Travel with a headache
Even if you are tired.
Every tired night.
moment
Tell yourself softly.
Sleep when you are tired and eat when you are hungry.
Close your eyes.
No matter where you go.
So you can have a good sleep.
Looking for your trace in the dream
I don't want to open my eyes again.
Everyone wants you to really show up.
I hope it's reality, not reality.
Dreams are not dreams.
I want to say good night.
I am tired.
i was frustrated
Sweet dreams, everyone.
Good night, dear friends.
Modern Poems Describe Mood 2 Mail Mood
Standing on the dock at night
Put a stamp on yourself.
Send it to you far away.
That means a lot to me.
And street lamps and things like that.
Under the piece-by-piece weighing
Always overweight mail
friend
Are you okay?
All my blessings and expectations
It's always too heavy to post.
However, looking back for the first time.
I always feel sorry for you.
In the endless care of friendship
They all put on one stamp after another.
Looking forward to one day
I can use it as a postmark
Cover the last card.
You can walk a long way.
You hold it with trembling hands.
The eager eyes that kept you waiting.
Melt me into
The wooden fish prayed for you in front of the Buddha.
Can you give me a long spring?
I hope this flower of friendship will be full of branches.
everyone
You can only come to this world once.
Please give me another beautiful name.
So that you can remember me in the years.
In youth
Always remember our story.
I know true friendship.
Not every day.
I also know that there are reunions and separations.
We missed the party yesterday.
But I don't want to miss today's flowers.
Because the whistle sounded.
Shorten our distance.
Don't let the wheels roll.
We will be strangers standing at both ends.
Just want to at this time.
In my world,
Your name is public.
Be able to spend every anniversary
Make a greeting card with a heart.
Stick a stamp.
Send you a courier that is no longer overweight.
Modern poetry describes mood 3 bad mood
I haven't been on it all day,
I always feel so empty and bored in my heart.
Maybe 99 is the best place for me to talk,
I haven't written an article for several days.
No mood, no time, no inspiration.
Maybe that's why it's not a reason.
Hey! I really don't know how to make myself happy.
I try to change myself by dancing every day.
Change your mood and come back to me when I am happy.
Bring happiness to my family and my dear mother.
Halfway through the summer vacation, we ushered in a study in a different place.
I said: spend more time chatting with my mother and taking a walk during the holidays.
But how many words did we say to each other? I have never walked with my mother.
I can't explain why I am like this. Treat my mother who loves me like this.
My mother was ill, and I left my best friend. The familiarity was so strange.
I left my good friend and wanted to put all my experiences on my mother.
But once again, I always choose to escape like a friend?
Depressed, lonely, lonely, I lived day after day.
I don't want to talk too much at home, and I'm very silent.
A lot of things, a lot of words have been kept in my heart, maybe only one person will bear it in this life.
Pain tore heart crack lung, worried about mom, worried about mom's health!
Mother suffers from illness every day, and she has always been optimistic, and she has become much more fragile.
Maybe, mom is empty. Because I don't communicate with her much.
I went to work today and had a busy day. When you get home, ask your mother about her day first.
Unexpectedly, my mother cried, and when she saw me, she just wanted to laugh.
Mom is not feeling well today. I'm worried about her health!
I've been enlightening my mother. My mother needs me to accompany her, talk to her and play with her.
Although she is in poor health, she still wants to talk to her daughter more.
I have always hated myself for being a child, but I still haven't grown up today.
At the moment, I really want to cry! But I can't. I don't want anyone in my family to see me unhappy.
Only at night, lying under the covers and secretly leaving tears alone, washed away my unhappiness.
Dancing for a long time has not fundamentally eliminated my ideological pressure.
Today, I choose to give up temporarily! Spend more time with mom and minimize regrets.
Try your best to bring more happiness to your mother.
Modern poetry describes mood 4 bad mood.
The heart will float.
walk with vigorous strides
break through
Into a light.
Facing the road
Let's go.
See floating on the water.
You will touch the heartbeat of the wind.
Shun, this is a * * *
Inverse,
make a breakthrough
I walked on the seed point.
A gloomy day
Can't open
Hope is hidden like the sunset.
They hypnotized each other.
While speaking, there was sporadic rain.
intermittently
Waiting is a process of tempering.
life
Can't penetrate after all.
Who is peddling?
Small vendors look at the goods and the sky.
expect
Scan pedestrians
edge
This position
brokenly
The rain hesitated the sky.
The clouds are choosing.
Cross-shoulder timing.
wind
We don't know where to land.
Let the dust measure the steps.
Measurement is only intention.
here
Zeng Jin came here.
Year month day hour
Pointer mark
Memories pile up layer by layer.
pass
Be further squeezed
Time is a river.
running water
Emotion invading the bubble
load
The balance of heaven is difficult to determine.
pail
rain
Pour it on our heads.
Speed up.
The twilight drum came from the temple.
The streets were washed very brightly.
dusk
catch cold
Modern poetry describes mood 5 mood diary
Actually, nothing,
You can also pass, spirit.
Sad and rich
You killed someone, Qiu
Is it Qiu? This is Qiu's tail.
Cover it with winter snow.
Kill a fly
Used to feed fish.
Cruel but not abnormal
Xiaoqu appreciates Cinderella.
Ah, there is no Cinderella.
Some flies
Life is so beautiful
Keep the noise out of the window.
Welcome the unknown winter.
Modern poetry describes mood 6, which is written for future self.
I always write for myself,
When I was reading a book, I said to myself,
Written by an excellent author,
Makes me read like I'm talking to him,
So, I hope my role is a writer,
People who read words, if I can see these words in the future,
I want these dense words to inspire you to move forward.
I don't want to write about those meaningless landscapes,
I just want you to see the words now and understand my mood now.
And don't forget your dreams,
Time is slowly settling, and when it reaches the bottom,
I don't want to look back and find nothing, a mediocre description,
I really don't want to use it on myself. After all,
We don't want to be too mediocre,
But we are really ordinary people,
Willing to complain, willing to shirk, loyal to loneliness,
I always thought that I would keep myself away from many people, many things and many feelings.
You can be immune, that's just an excuse to perfuse yourself,
It would be great if all the beautiful things were as they were at the beginning.
But I really just want you to remember that this is just a beautiful ideal.
I always feel that I am not good enough, I have too little ink, I can't write ... too many things.
In your heart, there are some things you haven't accumulated enough.
You can't say anything if you empty your mind. I hope you can watch and listen more.
Some people are born with certain talents,
The human heart is always limited. I hope you can continue to write. When you get old, you will see it and remember it.
Just like the letter at that time, even if I can't read it now, I still have that memory.
No regrets.
Hey, youth, I can't go back. At this age, I really want to thank those who accompanied me through those days.
Accompany me presumptuous, five years. How could I be so heartless that I didn't look back seriously,
It was not until that sleepless night that I remembered that with their connivance, I could make my youth so perfect.
So, please remember that those who are kind to you now, don't regret not coming back.
If you can, let go of things around you, don't talk, but don't act.
You in the future, remember me now, and continue to write, give yourself in the future, and don't forget yourself in the past.
Modern Poetry Describing July Emotion
It's Labor Day again.
The wind in May is a little warm,
Push away the heart of hope,
The rain in May is fluttering,
Nourish a thirsty heart,
The clock in May wobbles,
It keeps hitting my heart,
Stimulate my nerves ...
It's you, it's you who came quietly,
The whole body is still dying of the fragrance of spring,
A pair of caressing eyes held Chun Qing affectionately,
Brought warmth and vitality,
In your tenderness, we are full of passion.
It's you, your passion and romance,
Sometimes it's sunny and white clouds are fluttering.
Sometimes tears turn into rain,
You float my endless thoughts,
The smiling face of the dreamer,
Like a flower in full bloom in my heart;
You kissed the love of my life,
What worries me is,
Is a sweet mountain spring,
Quietly flowing, flowing in your heart,
I deeply bless you,
Beautiful May Day,
Your green beauty intoxicated me,
Your amorous feelings are in my heart,
There are ancient and magical legends. ...
It's Labor Day again.
I am in your arms,
More warmth, more hope,
There is an extra power;
You pretend to be in my feelings,
Blue sky and white clouds, sunshine and rain,
Mountain and sea ...
Everything is in my mind.
Staring at the vast and changeable sky,
Touch the heartbeat of mother earth,
A dragon jumps in my heart,
I just want to pick up the marker in my hand.
Write dreamy melodies together,
Tell the myth of spoony love together ...
Modern poetry describes mood 8. The most beautiful scenery is mood.
Climb 1000 steps to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the distant mountains,
Looking at the horizon, waving the peak of style?
Look up at the sky, sigh, look back,
The sea of clouds is sparse, leaving deep valleys alone.
A lush summer,
My heart began to wander in a cool and quiet world.
Looking at the mountain spring waterfall is like a fairyland in Yaochi.
Splashed moss and rocks stirred up a thousand waves.
Let the mood indulge in the beauty of nature,
Let the mood be happy between mountains and rivers;
Make you feel better, outside of Xanadu,
Let the mood become beautiful in the beautiful scenery of the journey.
I am a fairy who travels around the mountains.
Let the mood drift with the clouds and move with the wind.
My heart dances like a butterfly in March,
Full of colorful flowers to collect different feelings!
Leave a most beautiful mood and look forward to being intoxicated between mountains and rivers.
Leave the most beautiful mood in the world,
Leave the most beautiful mood in the world!
It turns out that the most beautiful scenery is mood!
Modern poetry describes the mood. 9. The mood can't be transmitted.
Lily blooming season
I hid after the rain.
Call you
The wind is soft.
The cloud succumbed to the warm purchase.
Speaking of the sea, tides, sunsets and hills.
And about the old city, about the past.
A lot about feeling overwhelmed
Not a word.
Front wind and rain barrier
A grain of sand lost my eyes.
I don't want to touch it again
Those scenery are still beautiful.
The stars are embedded in the enchanted gardens.
Shining with strange brilliance
Set off the beauty of the moon
I know
We're just around the corner.
But I don't want to click with the mouse.
Giving up the need is a kind of courage.
The feeling of heartache
Stay with me, stay with you.
Climb over this wall
Put you in my heart.
Always thinking about you
In front of my eyes
Open a wide road again.
The four-leaf clover sticks its head out.
Green covers the branches.
Flowing clouds
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Like a fountain.
Make the bud smile.
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Modern poetry describes the mood 10. Get ready for you.
I was very young then,
I always feel that tomorrow will be beautiful.
So look at tomorrow, tomorrow,
Hope is pinned on hope,
From that day on,
The footsteps never stop,
Keep your eyes at a distance,
Until the years climb on their foreheads,
Hair stained with autumn frost,
That canyon,
White feathers,
Telling,
An unfinished dream,
Telling,
The ups and downs along the way,
Stop,
Looking back on the tortuous road,
Put down your eyes,
In front of me is infinite spring scenery.
To understand,
Persistence also means missing,
Cherish what you have now,
Not just greed,
Go on with the chess game you have gone through,
The gain and loss of black and white,
This is only a temporary victory or defeat,
Waiting for the finishing touch,
In order to restore their last vitality,
Choose you to keep me going,
You have created all my miracles,
Put the chessboard of my life in your hand,
I packed all my feelings and waited for you.