The most classic modern poem 1 Shanghai-Hangzhou car
Hurry! Come on, come on!
A cigarette, a mountain, several clouds, a piece of water, a bridge, a muffled sound, a piece of pine, a clump of bamboo, a piece of red leaves;
Colorful fields, colorful autumn scenery, clear as a dream, vague, hidden-promoting!
Is it a wheel or time? Qiu Rong press a way:
Urged to die!
The most classic modern poem 2 "Do you have to go? 》
Traveler, do you have to go?
The night was quiet and I slept in the Woods in the dark.
The terrace is brightly lit and full of flowers. Travelers, we can't keep you. We only have tears.
What is the eternal fire shining in your eyes?
What restless fanaticism is running in your blood?
What is calling you in the dark?
What terrible magic do you see in the stars in the sky? Does the night enter your silent and eccentric heart with sealed secret information?
Tired heart, if you don't like happy parties, if you must be quiet, we will put out our lights and stop playing our harp.
We will sit quietly in the rustling leaves in the dark, and the tired moon will shed pale light on your window.
Traveler, what sleepless spirit touched you from the heart of midnight?
The most classic modern poem 3 "Love Poetry of Tea"
If I'm boiling water,
You are tea.
Then your fragrance must depend on my tasteless.
Let your dryness,
Spread gently in my body.
Let my infiltration stretch your face
I must be hot, even boiling.
Compatible with each other
We must hide in the water.
Entanglement with each other
Yizhancha kungfu
We just decided to be a color.
No matter how big the ups and downs, you can't control them.
The most classic modern poem 4 "Ritual Funeral of Youth"
Youth is like a slightly shy movie.
It's too late to finish tasting and then sneak up.
I haven't seen through the final ending yet.
The passage of youth
Looking back, the film was over.
The hourglass passed slowly.
Slow but never stagnant.
Changes in spring, summer and a year
Although the transformation is different, the style is different.
The most classic modern poem 5 "March"
Sabine's left hand
Between the two solar terms
Separated by a winding maze
When the caution light is on.
Pigeons disappeared from the moon.
I stroked the fine horse under me.
Tomorrow's road
It is still a trick.
Bronze wine bottle
Sitting quietly in the noisy king's pavilion
Mourning
A wick, please.
Let the tired birds rest.
Asking all the way on the way to get lost
On a strange track
Full of unexpected smiles.
The east wind has been howling.
Dew never stops condensing.
When the spring grass grows wildly into a cry
My tears
Will break through the bank
When you leave a city,
I didn't hesitate
lenient
Or give up.
Fresh soil ages with time.
Therefore, I miss the initial strangeness.
Maybe after re-selection.
You will go far away.
Leave me
Clothes are getting wider and wider.
If the ocean finally freezes,
Please forgive me.
Will nest in the snowfield.
Stop thinking about it.
I want to believe in every miracle.
Now is the time.
There are twelve days and nights before the holy city.
My fast horse turned into a beauty.
Who fixed the tree rings firmly?
As fast as pulling an arrow.
Who is on the road ahead?
Blow the never-ending horn
It seems that I ...
Childhood song
The most classic Modern Poetry 6, because I love you.
Because I love you,
That's why you are so beautiful,
Others also use admiring eyes.
Look at you.
Because I love you,
That's why you are young,
There are no wrinkles in the corners of the eyes,
There is not a wisp of white hair on his forehead.
Because I love you,
This is why you are so beautiful!
But don't be arrogant,
And don't play tricks.
If my love dies,
If my heart stops looking up to you,
In an instant, you become old,
Become extremely ugly!
The most classic modern poem 7 "Love is around"
When the morning sun dyed the sea red,
I think of you;
When the moonlit night penetrates the flowing spring,
I think of you again.
Every time on a distant road,
Raise the dust,
I saw you;
Late at night,
When homeless people are worried about going the wrong way,
I saw you too.
The waves are rough, in the depths of the waves,
I heard it;
When everything is calm,
In the quiet forest where I often listen to nature,
I heard it too.
I am right next to you,
Although you look far away.
You are so close to me!
The sun went down,
Soon the stars will twinkle at me.
Oh,
If only you were there!
The most classic modern poem 8 "Butterfly"
The breeze flies like a lark,
Flowing between the branches of pine trees and fir trees,
The dream boat cruises on the river of memory,
The butterfly stays in my hand.
You're in love,
Are you a happy and charming butterfly?
Fly away and decorate the boys and girls.
With black hair and white hands. ...
How can I? How can I be with you?
The most classic modern poem 9 "Because I love you"
David Ovadia.
Because I love you,
That's why you are so beautiful,
Others also use admiring eyes.
Look at you.
Because I love you,
That's why you are young,
There are no wrinkles in the corners of the eyes,
There is not a wisp of white hair on his forehead.
Because I love you,
This is why you are so beautiful!
But don't be arrogant,
And don't play tricks.
If my love dies,
If my heart stops looking up to you,
In an instant, you become old,
Become extremely ugly!
The most classic modern poem 10 "Winter in the North is Winter"
Winter in the north is winter,
Land and sky full of yellow sand and desert;
Bare branches, stir the north wind hard first-
Teams of athletes who dare to die stand proudly in front of the war!
Not a trace of green, not a trace of attachment,
Only spell bare bones and muscles; Xu zhimo's classic poems,
Frost whip, snow fist and wind sword that can resist three winters,
Until Chunyang conquered Xiao Sha, loneliness and pain,
Straight to the spring sunshine opens the cage of life and releases a fresh tree head!
Seeing the effect of struggle from endurance to patience, athletes will go home with a smile!
Winter in the north is winter!
Land and sky full of yellow sand;
A sleepy bull in the field,
Draw a few lines of sad geese on the western horizon.