Beautiful modern poem 1 dedicated to oak tree
If I love you-
Never liked climbing Campbell flowers.
Show off with your tall branches.
If I love you-
Never imitate spoony birds.
Repeating monotonous songs for the shade of trees
It's not just like a fountain.
Send cool comfort all year round.
It's not just a dangerous mountain peak.
Increase your height
Set off your dignity
Even sunshine, even spring rain.
No, these are not enough.
I must be a kapok beside you.
Standing with you as the image of a tree.
Roots, clenched in the ground
Leaves, touching in the clouds
Every gust of wind blows
We all greet each other.
But no one understood us.
You have your copper branches and iron stems.
Like a knife, like a sword, like a halberd.
I have my red flowers.
Like a heavy sigh
Like a heroic torch.
We share cold waves, storms and thunder.
We like fog and rainbows.
As if we were apart forever.
But depend on each other for a lifetime
This is great love.
Loyalty is here.
Not only love your stalwart body.
I also love your stand and the land under your feet.
Beautiful modern poetry 2 snowflakes
Silent loneliness like rain
Piece by piece.
The interweaving of cold crystals looks for jade-like stone in cold time.
Like a flower and a dream.
Autumn in the distance
Send me a white maple leaf.
The map on the leaf is our contact information.
I covered the earth with leaves.
The day you miss.
But I remember.
Beautiful modern poem 3: Neighboring with God
I got used to the last point yesterday,
Bodhisattva has a good heart and one more month of welfare.
How nice, the flowers are holding big packages,
You can drive it again,
Relax the river and take a little vacation when you can.
Everything has a breathing space.
The vegetation all over the mountains,
Capital is lazy and does not work hard, and the soil also gives rich returns.
Time is wide, butterflies are fluttering,
Let the soul come out for a walk,
Butterflies also belong to the motherland, this group of sunny people,
As long as you are free, you can turn your life into a beautiful one.
Beautiful Modern Poetry 4 Prosperity of Love
You said you were a flower floating in the world.
My tired wanderer is crazy enough to take you away.
You stopped me with a lie that conveyed words and rhythms.
The green trees and red flowers outside the window have been blooming desperately all summer.
When will the flying wing come to gather in prosperity?
Lonely enough to remove all the red clothes.
Finish the last summer of twenty.
Stop at a myth, you always praise my genius.
Lies that have encouraged me to be my own audience for years.
Move to another city and ignore my concern for you.
When exploring the road, I will also say something to strangers.
But I can't get away with it because of you.
It turns out that love has to work hard to realize how great it is.
At that time, I had drifted to the end of the world.
Recalling the angry words at the beginning, I regret it.
After a rain, a rainbow appeared on the vast sea.
I swore that I would love her even if I was silent for a lifetime.
You are a flower that blooms in my soul world and never fades.
Beautiful Modern Poetry 5 Memories
Please come to me when I am old,
Blood gas drops, nerve tingling;
When my heart is heavy,
When all the functions of life are numb.
Please come to me as my senses.
Suffering from overwhelming confidence;
Time is like a madman scattering dust,
Life is like the flame of revenge.
Please come to me as my faith.
It has dried up and people are like flying insects in early spring.
After laying eggs, they will bite and hum.
Weave a cocoon and wait for death.
Please come to me when I die,
To mark the end of the struggle for life,
On the dark edge of lower life,
Point out the dawn of an eternal day.