Modern Poetry: Mobile Phones

Modern Poetry: Mobile Phone 1

I have two mobile phones,

One is old and the other is fashionable.

The old one has done a lot for me,

I can’t bear to give it up.

But I bought a new one,

It was for my lover.

The old ones are also for lovers,

The new ones are also for lovers.

Two new and old mobile phones are like my lovers,

I can’t put them down.

But my new and old lovers are nowhere to be found.

I hold my new and old mobile phones firmly in my hand as my old and new lovers.

The old ones are confusing in my superstitious stories,

The heart palpitations are still there.

The new one lingers in my memory.

Some people are afraid that the old ones joining me will produce magical power and affect their future.

When I push the new ones into my heart, they feel like there is something missing in the business.

I abide by the law and will not break the law.

The old and the new will not put me in jail.

I will not let others be blamed. enter.

I am glad that I used two mobile phones to win over my existing lover.

I am even more fortunate that I found my own place at a very young age.

The beautiful blue shell and the fashionable white skin color,

That is the cheek of the sky when it is happy,

It is also my inner monologue.

The sweet oranges belong to the soil of the south,

The green tangerines belong to the north of the Yangtze River.

I am a farmer.

Just like the old and new mobile phones belong to me.

Even if the old and the new leave for a while,

I will not be short of mobile phones.

Just like a man will never be too far away from a woman.

What passed me by was the fate of fate.

In fact, it is only the years that are wasted.

What is precious is always the emotion brought about by fate.

Even if the old ones leave, they will still enter my history museum.

Even if the new ones don’t come, they will still be displayed in the museum for a while.

Let those who are soy sauce go away,

I don’t want mountains of garbage outside the museum.

An old mobile phone was once thrown into the trash can.

Some people recognized its authenticity.

People in the past regretted it endlessly.

But that’s not true.

You must know that Bole and Chollima are dependent on each other.

The old and new are all mine.

The future belongs to others,

It does not belong to me.

Now I have a choice for my lover:

Just the old one or probably both.

I plan to keep all the mobile phones in my pocket.

The old is durable,

The new is fancy.

I walk forward on two sleds: traditional and advanced,

Let time and life take the lead,

Maybe my life will be the same in the future Fantastic.

But I prefer a traditional life.

Just like the life of farmers remains unchanged forever.

But facing my mobile phone,

I just want to take out the old ones in my life,

Collect the new ones,

It shows my low-key attitude.

But I want to be fancy in front of others.

It means that my life is high-end and decent.

The days passed quickly.

My lover and I will both grow old.

I don’t need a lover.

I need a lover like a mobile phone who can serve me all the time,

until I die.

Now let the two mobile phones lie together,

communicate,

make a decision tomorrow.

Give birth to a baby for me the day after tomorrow.

Very good!

If no one stops me!

No one can change my mind anyway.

Modern Poetry: Mobile Phone 2

1.

Night falls

The mobile phone clings to me like a little woman

She reads to me News, telling interesting stories, and coaching me in writing poems and lyrics

I never tire of it every day

She doesn’t smoke, drink or quarrel

She always clings to me silently

I was happy, lost, depressed, and excited

She cleverly held a large pile of paper and encouraged me to vent and confess

But she I am sensible

A person is quietly studying ink on the side

II.

They say: I can live without a wife, but I cannot live without a mobile phone

< p>They said: I can live without food for a day, but I cannot live without a mobile phone for a day

I was thinking: mobile phone, fortunately you are not a lolita

How many times would you have been a third party< /p>

3.

We all have a piece of land

Each of us is a farmer

Weeding and fertilizing from morning to night< /p>

Every day, people pass by space

If you are hungry, have a meal; if you are thirsty, drink a spoonful of water

When you are happy, shout a few words at the top of your voice: Sister , you move forward boldly

IV.

I am a stream

Flowing by your side every day

Distributing As beautiful as lilacs

You walk by me every day

Your smiles, joys and sorrows

are all spread in the middle of the river

I am definitely in love with you

For you, I keep dressing up and grooming

I am a mobile phone, losing you

I The river will dry up and be lifeless

I am a mobile phone, and I love the land beside the river QQ space

On the land. The stream is getting wider and wider as it flows, and the water and grass are rich

The glow is surging, and a red sun is rolling upwards

I am a mobile phone

As long as I have one breath left

< p> As long as I stay within the service area

I will open my heart to you

I am a mobile phone, I am here

Where are you?

5.

I am the owner of the mobile phone.

It’s not that I ignore you, because I am so tired.

Harassing calls, Spam.

Every day, I face all kinds of people

Hypocritical and cunning, with all kinds of thoughts

I have to go to work and work hard to support you

You are different, An In a corner

All I face is the likes of others

I will treat you wholeheartedly

VI.

Go to sleep, I mobile phone

Tonight, don’t answer any calls

All the messages were cut off in the middle of the road

Let’s review the official documents of the space tomorrow!

Tonight, the temperature drops sharply

Be careful if your butt gets cold