1, "Look up": I am just a grass in a beautiful forest. Give me a drop of rain and dew, that's enough. Why, give me warm sunshine? I am just a grass in a beautiful forest, which is enough. Why, give me beautiful flowers, that's enough. ...
I am a grass growing on a secluded path. Flowers bloom in spring and wither in summer. Few people come here, but I don't feel lonely. Occasionally birds come to feed and sing when they are full of food and drink. I can also dance to the beat. The sunshine gently blesses me through the mist, and my heart is beating the golden drum. My dream is struggling in my heart, just to be grateful for the soil under my feet, whenever.
3. A grass swaying on the Yuan Ye, in order to see the starry sky like a dream, with the help of gentle wind, saw the fading moon, it saw the faint yellow in the east, it was extremely happy, it loved this rainbow-like dream, it saw the sunrise in Dongsheng, Ran Ran with the help of clear water, it saw the clear golden light on the hillside, it was extremely happy and it loved it.
4, the autumn wind is bleak, the grass humbly lowers its head, and the withered body has no courage to look up at the towering trees; She cried, in this cold night, tears soaked the soil under her feet, maybe this is her best destination; Bury love, wait for the note of spring, she will be reborn in despair and witness eternity in reincarnation.
5. The nameless grass escaped from the raging fire and was reborn in the next spring; Green China, green earth, grass, the four seasons that never cycle, disappear; Without a trace, not destroyed by wind and rain; The baptism of the super typhoon has never recovered; The indomitable grass has experienced vicissitudes, which is the ultimate test of nature.
Persevere, learn to be truly grateful and protect Mother Earth; We are different, ordinary us, in ordinary posts; Unknown, let Zhao Hua pass quietly, white hair instead of white hair to write history, wrinkles instead of the delicate outline of annual rings; You can still live with dignity and freedom, truly understand the meaning of life, and finally, be grateful for the beauty in life with your heart.
About modern poetry?
Modern poetry, also known as new poetry, refers to the poetry from the May 4th Movement to the founding of People's Republic of China (PRC). It is a new style poem that adapts to the requirements of the times, reflects real life with the vernacular close to the masses, expresses the revolutionary content of science and democracy, and breaks the shackles of old-style poems with metrical form as the main symbol. 1953 used the name "Modern Poetry Society" for the first time-it was established when Ji Xian founded the "Modern Poetry Society".