Aesthetic Selection of Modern Lyrical Poetry 1: Time flies
The cold wind rustles,
The fallen leaves are fluttering,
It’s another day Come in the autumn of next year.
Leaning alone in front of the window,
Let the drizzle fall outside the window.
Burn a stick of incense,
Let your thoughts drift away with the wind...
Green years,
Youth frivolous.
Can you remember?
The shame that first blushed your cheeks,
also stained my lovesickness.
Perhaps not because of the initial beauty,
Just because of those years,
It has been engraved into my soul.
More than thirty years have been wasted,
In the blink of an eye.
Is your face still smiling like a flower?
The mortal world,
Has it disturbed your tranquility and elegance?
What I once remembered so much,
has now become calm and gentle.
It’s not that I don’t want to,
It’s not that I don’t miss it,
It’s not that I’m cold,
It’s just that the years go by too quickly!
Aesthetic Selection of Modern Lyrical Poetry 2: Same Road
Under the golden sunset,
You ask me
"Why do you Are you always so melancholy? "
I looked at you with a smile
Answer: "I'm just pretending"
It's just that my heart really hurts.
The golden sunset,
From the endless horizon, there is a touch of red
——My heart is like a knife!
I walk behind the sunset,
Your shadow touches my hand.
Except for the hurtful words at the beginning,
You were silent,
I was silent.
Maybe I can’t stand the sunset anymore.
It’s getting dark.
'Here we are..."
You said that, two words
I was silent
Nodding slightly< /p>
Try your best to be a gentleman
Say: 'Goodbye.
'
Aesthetic Selection of Modern Lyrical Poetry 3: Girl
Soft eyes
Always heartbreaking
Never ask Why is this so
Your sadness is also my sadness
The setting sun sinks
The falling tears turn into ice
Sadly The look on my face
Never told
That hurt, that hatred, that pain
How could it be like this?
You never thought
I have never thought about it
Girl
Do you know
How many people there are in the world
You Love him, but he doesn’t love you
You love him, but he doesn’t know
Girl
Do you know that
There are so many things in the world Some people
You don’t love him, but he loves you
He loves you, but you don’t know
Girl
The difference between life and death
It’s not that we can’t meet each other
It’s that you love him but it’s too late
He loves you but he can’t wait anymore