Modern poetry of the eagle 1 eagle
This fall
Everything seems redundant.
Like a horse through the snow.
Like an owl that opens its eyes all night.
For example, a cow tied with a thick rope
For example, the night that was hurt by sad songs.
Until I saw the eagle
It has abundant feathers and wings.
Sharp eyes
Quietly nailed to the top of the mountain
bate/hold one's breath
The power of flight
It has been brewing for a long time, but it is silent.
The sky has never been so blue.
Blue makes my eyes soft and hard.
Just silently looking at each other.
It seems like a century has passed.
You don't need a bird to guide everything.
Do not need the wind to translate each other's hearts.
I finally believe
Our eye contact can
Stick to the deepest part of time
Let the whole autumn have meaning.
Modern Poetry of the Eagle 2 An Eagle
Coal preparation building suspended in the air
The Empty Nest of Wan Ru Moon
Winter suspension
A bag with a cold wind
The motor roared at the top of its lungs.
Tearing the dark and cold valley
The woman standing upstairs
Watching nirvana roll.
Like a mountain stream in a valley.
Surging black blood
Shake coal ash
Like a vicissitudes of life.
Cover her hazy figure
A dim light overhead.
Wrapped in soulless dust
Weave a light veil
Catch sparkling snowflakes on the lost road
Entangled with muddy gray shadows
In the heartless land, wyndell dichinson. ...
On the opposite cliff
And Chao.
She is obsessed with her desire for it.
Perhaps, where is it no longer cold?
Companion pain and helplessness
A distant city
Distorted the lights of thousands of families
My heart is not wandering alone in sadness.
perhaps
I am an eagle on the mountain.
Shake the dust off your wings.
Brush off the frost on the eyelashes.
Continue tomorrow-
stand guard
The modern poem of the eagle 3 The eagle is coming.
( 1)
The eagle is coming, in the distance, in the twilight.
A sacred shadow opened my memory.
The eagle came, covered with white clouds and dust.
Overlooking the mountains and fields
Jump into the air and fly into the distance
Here comes the eagle, croaking.
Singing proudly in the sky
Have indomitable spirit.
There is a' heroic' way to break through the clouds and fog.
(2)
An eagle, a drop of blood.
Take dreams as a career and the sky as a channel.
Eagles have higher goals.
Lonely, with the whole sky.
When an eagle becomes a flying kite.
Be held by a pair of gentle hands
Like holding the distant sky.
The eagle is high and overlooks all beings.
(3)
Eagle's dream, in the eternal sky
That's because ... ...
With soaring wings,
The eagle saw the flag flying in the wind.
Because the ancient sun shines in the east.
The Millennium torch shines on the loneliness of the eagle.
Ancient songs echoed in the blood vessels of the eagle.
The eagle guards the ancient land of China and Xiamen.
Snow Mountain River, Wan Li Great Wall.
(4)
Boundless, boundless
Only white clouds, only wind.
With the eagle flying
Cross the sky and write history.
The wind and cloud are stirring, boundless and tragic.
Flying sand and stones, jingling.
Proud and arrogant, passionate.
The eagle is coming, holy spirit.
In the air, in the sea
Where the motherland needs it most.