Modern Poetry of Dust 1
Maybe it’s like the dust
Passing by with the wind
Floating and rolling across the sea
Never wanted to be attached to you
Cause your pain and tears to linger for a long time
Too much helplessness
Maybe it is like the dust
When the wind rises again
About to leave again
Looking back at the chaos
Sighing that I cannot dominate myself
A sigh in the dust
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Who cares
Love in the dust
Thousands of palms need to clap hard
Although it is small
Please see
Thousands of colors are accumulated and exist from it
Who is the dust
Dust is bitter
Dust is annoying
The dust laughs from the modern poetry of dust coming from the wind 2
I am a speck of dust in the vast universe
But I am a small speck of dust Existence
You can ignore it at an altitude of 10,000 meters
Ignore me
Every footprint
Every bead of sweat
Every sigh
Every poem
And every time I wait
Including my admiration for plum blossoms
Including my loyalty to orchids
Including my respect for bamboos
Including my love for daisies
Including the world that I work hard with my hands
Including the sea that my eyes are looking at
I know
I am a tiny speck of dust
Existing in the vast universe
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I am a speck of dust in the vast universe
But I am a small existence
Approach the opposite side of me You will find
A wrinkle is a horizon
A few white hairs are a symphony
Outline the picture of dawn
Play A vivid poem
Where you can see
A colorful spring blooms
I know
I am a grain A tiny speck of dust
Exists in the vast universe
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I am a speck of dust in the vast universe
But I am a small existence
I dare not let my being ignored
So I bend my back to the earth
Plant my thoughts in every Spring
Bury dreams in the cold soil
Wait for the stars
The moon and the sun to shine
Then, every day Night
Quietly sprout, bloom, and bear fruit
I know
I am a tiny speck of dust
I am strong< /p>
Existing in the vast universe
Even if you have ignored me
Even if you can’t see me at all
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I know, I am just
just a tiny speck of dust
But my eyes are pointed to the future
Including my admiration for plum blossoms
Including my loyalty to orchids
Including my respect for bamboo
Including my love for daisies
Including my hard work with both hands The world
Including the sea that my eyes look into the distance
I know that I am just
just a tiny speck of dust
But I Will stand strong
in the vast universe
Accompany every star
Accompany every flower
Accompany every morning glow
Accompany every wisp of cloud
Accompany the green leaves dancing in the wind in full bloom... Modern Poetry of Dust 3
They say life is just a dream
The flowers are not blooming for me
Love and hate are commonplace
She is still there in the days without you
Today there is no wind, no rain, no sunshine
The lake is covered with green leaves all night long
The green riverside is full of fallen flowers
Stand quietly On the top of Tangshan Ridge
Listening to the hustle and bustle, my heart can’t calm down
Suddenly I can see people, cars and buildings like dust
How many words weave spring and autumn dreams
The first time was just a moan of broken dreams
The joys and sorrows are still there
There are always people who shed tears like a rain of lovesickness
Holding hands to the sky hoping for snowflakes to fall.
Frost freezes everything in this world
Standing proudly between heaven and earth to analyze the truth
Let the dust bury the dusty me
Collected Works of the author Tian Jin
Anxiang Qiuli, how to say the words
How to say the words, the reason for sadness.
Smiling lips, sarcastic taste.
There is a crack in the fragile heart.
That sense of security is lost in dreams.
If I disappear, who will miss me?
Noisy around,
Everything does not belong to me,
Repeating all the actions,
No soul,
No thought,
Just doing this.
How to say the words, that pale excuse,
Stiff cheeks, bloodless lips.
The scenery outside the window is beautiful, but my heart is dark,
That sense of existence no longer exists.
If I disappear, who will care about me?
People are coming and going,
but I can’t blend in,
I just repeat the current action over and over again,
I have no motivation ,
Can’t think,
All of this.
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The sky cherishes the beauty of the brocade, and the fragrance of autumn is hidden.
The glass is blown by the wind, and my heart is happy and sad.