Clouds on the Horizon Modern Poetry

one

The sun obscured her whole day's journey.

Change clothes in the breeze.

That cloud on the horizon.

Drink a charming face.

Extend the invincible moment.

The calmness of this book.

A low canopy.

Slowly pile up colorful clouds.

At a height beyond the reach of the soul.

Wrapped around the stairs.

Lay a ladder to the sky.

Wave center projection.

It's coming.

Moisten thirsty land.

Or like hanging on a wall.

A landscape painting.

Penetrating endless coolness.

Empty moments.

A tree is covered.

two

Dancing white doves convey soft spiritual music.

The roses in the garden bloom for you.

The fragrant heart was dyed the color of coffee.

The heart of Haitang is refined into charming Tang poetry.

The lingering fragrance of tea.

Moistened my watchful eyes.

Moonlight is like wine.

Weave a dream in a trance.

The wind blows your faint fragrance.

Rain brings you a ray of affection.

Eyes like water.

Looking through the mottled sky.

Everything in the world is sunny and rainy.

Infiltrate my heart.

Cut a green leaf.

Cut a sentimental skirt.

I am a stranger's flower.

Send you a fragrance.

This life is full of thoughts.

The water is gone.

three

Robins comb their orange feathers.

Like my transparent mind.

Show off your confused dance clothes.

Awaken heaven and earth.

It swept through the summer.

A lifetime of migration.

Walking slowly in the blue water.

Far away and cold.

Crystal clear, psychic

Deep down, I branded myself with colorful marks.

A thrilling move.

There is no wind or rain tonight.

The sunset is like a song, and the autumn wind is sparse.

This lake is absolutely blue.

Quiet and silent.

With the flowing clouds on the horizon, they gather together.

Look at the cigarette hugs by the river.