Double Ninth Festival Modern Poetry 1 You still open it.
Like flowers in full bloom in spring,
Sow golden dreams,
Accumulate into sweetness. Sadness.
I really want to hold you in my arms,
Make a glass of wine with tears in your eyes,
I really want to use you in poetry,
Blood constitutes unparalleled sadness.
I really want to dream with you,
Let the heart become a flying butterfly,
I really want to go with you,
Plug in the wings of the wind, the wings of the cloud,
Fly to the other side of the sky, the end of the sea.
I can't, I can't just leave,
The world of mortals is rolling and the cold wind is swishing.
I can't, I can't just sink,
The world is cold and rough.
Your depressed eyes
Why are you always so sentimental,
I was so affectionate that the frost leaves also cried red eyes.
Your sad song
Why are you always so sad,
A sad goose, it flies south.
The voice is hoarse and loud.
That's it,
Just standing in the wind and rain,
That's it,
Just indulge in the dream before the flower.
done
Let acacia tear sad dreams,
done
Let the tears soak the sleeves of youth.
Holding you in my hand like this,
Watch it over and over again, smell it over and over again.
In this way, I will keep you in my heart,
Carved into an immortal monument,
So I put you in my dream,
Build a lonely grave.
That's it,
Let dreams fall in the wind,
The world of flowers, the ocean of flowers,
Let my heart drift in the rain,
Tears drifting into wine!
So till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon,
Wandering in the shadows like this.
Missing is love,
Love has flown away.
Acacia like a dream,
The dream is broken!
Double Ninth Festival Modern Poetry 2 September Double Ninth Festival
The homesick ribbon is wrapped around the branch.
In the sigh of yellow leaves
It's the melancholy of dreams.
aim for the highest?
The sunset looks sad.
The whimper of a goose
Play the strings of autumn insects
Land thousands of miles away
White-haired parents
In the smile of chrysanthemum
Turned into crazy tears
Double Ninth Festival Modern Poetry 3 Double Ninth Festival,
Be healthy every year.
Food, clothing, housing and transportation,
Beautiful vision.
Endowment security,
The medical card flashed.
Have fun,
Enjoy a long life
Filial piety,
* * * Good luck.
Festivals are festive,
All the people are rejoicing.
Modern Poetry 1999 Double Ninth Festival,
It's Chongyang again today.
Fortunately, I climbed the red mountain.
Feel relaxed and happy,
The sky is vast,
A cool breeze.
Heaven and earth,
On each side,
Blue sky and white clouds are far away.
Tender attachment,
Soft,
The family is still long!
The weather is getting colder every day.
Long thoughts disturb people.
Autumn wind urges leaves to fall;
Autumn frost hurts the soul!
Chongyang came again today.
Don't wait until winter comes.
Chilled to know that it will eventually go;
The cry is deep smoke!
Modern Poetry of Double Ninth Festival 6 Autumn leaves cool for the first time.
Mountain of emotion
Nanshantou
Leaves are everywhere.
In desolation
Feel the west wind of the ancient road
Vicissitudes 5. Feelings
Looking at the shadow in the wind is thin.
Wangdao white pine
Still green and fuzzy.
Jiujiu double festival
Double ninth festival reappearance
Today's thoughts fly south.
Nanshanpan
How many lovers?
Treble song
Tell one's loneliness