The modern poem 1 written by myself in the spring, under the bright spring.
Bauhinia is in bud.
Colored peach willow
Get married under the blessing of blue sky and white clouds.
A continuous spring.
Singing love songs of spring
Tell the story of yesterday
Flow into the river
Spring is coming
Let's trust with our heart
Thank nature.
Give us a world of forgiveness.
Spring has really come.
Will tomorrow really be far behind?
The idea of writing modern spring poems 2 is always associated with seasons.
Like a soft silk thread
Spring is such a word.
Makes people think.
Spring is just a glimpse.
It makes people feel uneasy.
That touch of sunset purple
Blindly fragrant like medicine
Let Jiangnan Jiangbei become a beautiful place.
There is no need to be flat.
Spring has its own beating rhythm.
No need to splash ink
Spring has its own extension.
Ziyan twitters
Singing oriole
This is a flowing landscape.
Never mind that there is no eternity.
A moment's possession is enough
It doesn't matter if you don't hold hands
The moment of youth is happy.
In the season of reincarnation
The fruit of those leaves.
Looking back on this spring,
Eventually, time will be amazed.
Modern Poetry in Spring 3 In spring, the sky also smiled.
I hid in long, clear water.
Take a peek
Parade in my hometown
Grass is also deprived of sleep.
Waiting for you, waiting for you
Distant
Lovers who haven't come home yet
On the cold rails
Immersed in your laughter that you haven't taken back in those days.
I chase the spring breeze and the sun.
buy time
I think, like this,
Your arm
You can take me from the beginning.
However, I don't know.
Buttonwood leaves fall and branches and leaves wither.
Spring and autumn overlap, and no more pictures are drawn.
In midsummer
You spoil my old face.
Red flowers
Grass, green
Dust, renovation
Someone, shouting deeply in the long night.
Time to go home, my love.
I miss you in spring.
You've seen it,
Tears in the sky are also wet.
The railroad tracks lie in my arms.
I don't open my eyes in the dark.
The stars are shining in the sky
Can't escape the cycle of fate
Rape flowers, with the footsteps of spring.
Quietly, quietly
Painted with vivid charm
I dare not go near,
I'm afraid, as soon as I get close.
She can only be open in my memory.
But, but
That is the green, splendid and picturesque West Lake.
Although the West Lake is good, how can it rival its homeland?
I lie on my back.
Smell the golden warmth.
But it's cold.
Inject bone marrow
And every inch of chapped skin.
They were torn, even the green leaves shed tears and dripped into my heart.
muchly
Wet, wet
I dreamt.
A miserable night
You climbed into my cold bed.
Give me a kiss.
Memory, pulling away from the body.
Blood, flow
In the Yangtze River, in the Yellow River.
In the gurgling stream of my hometown
I hope
She is full of vicissitudes of romance.
Hug me and immerse yourself in the soil of my hometown.
Let me suck deeply, suck
However, I woke up.
Tears scalded the coolness of spring.
I stretched out my hand and touched it.
But this is just
Yellow melody
I tried to open my closed eyes.
I think ...
That's the cage of fate.
however
With the tearing sound of the railing, I woke up suddenly.
That's too much. I remember that.
Forever, lingering
At its most beautiful moment
Prosperous and lonely ...
Self-edited modern poems about spring 4 Spring is wrapped in the wind.
The wind carries the warmth of mother.
Spring melts into water drops.
Water droplets carry the romance of lovers.
Spring hangs on the branches.
Beautiful petals are blooming on the branches.
Drill into the soil in spring
Green leaves have grown in the soil.
Spring floats in the sky.
Birds are singing in the sky.
Spring water flows into the water.
The game of fish hiding in the water.
Climbing mountains in spring
The mountains send delicate feelings.
Break into Yuan Ye in spring
Intoxicating fragrance wafted from Yuan Ye.
Walking in the street in spring
A gorgeous figure appeared in the street.
Spring flies into the campus
There are bright smiling faces everywhere on campus.
Spring melts in the sunshine.
The sunshine shed colorful brilliance.
Fall asleep in spring.
Leave sweet hope in the dream.
Self-edited modern spring poems 5. The spring breeze blew away the snuggling of dreams.
Crisp laughter,
Footsteps that break the silence of the Millennium history,
Sandstorm,
Sweeping the vast Qintala Yuan Ye,
Lonely as ever,
Standing at the door of the season,
A thin poet,
Listening to the long war horn two thousand years ago in loneliness,
Brilliant,
A poem that flows into the dream of spring.
Life,
Music notation capitalized in winter,
How many dreams, travel.
How many times have sandstorms covered the desolate road under your feet in winter,
Flower of the soul,
Open at any time of the season,
But I want to get a gift from God,
Wheat north wind,
A poet standing in the wind,
Miss the spring breeze,
A salty and wet mood,
Oh! Romantic story,
A story that can only last for one spring!
Memories in the wind are like hemp!
Thoughts in the water, such as tide!
Thin figure, alas!
I've been wanting to see you.
Gracefully together feng shui
Graceful and restrained in the street full of rhyme
The hibernating spring breeze gradually woke up.
Set foot on poetic steps and melodies
Let years and youth dream.
How many brushes?
Everything seems to be in a hurry.
Let's use warm eyes.
Light up all the road lights ahead.
As long as we are pregnant with spring.
No matter how lonely it is on a cold night, it will not be cold.
Jietou spring
No need to make public.
You don't need the grandstanding of parrots
Just take a cup of green tea in your hand.
Let the picking mood get stronger every day.
Chuntiande street
No traffic noise is needed.
It doesn't take much time.
Just leave in peace with each other.
Let me blend in with the scenery I should have.