Modern Poetry Describing Colors (1)
There are orange-red snow lines.
Jump in the clear sky beyond heaven and earth
Tiandi de taste
The footsteps of wasting time have made a journey like a song.
Bonfires and smoke disappeared in the snowy garden of the years.
The bronze arrows disappeared on the threshold of history.
Labor horse and unicycle
Run over the roadside pavilion
So they trudged through the cold winter scenery.
In this way, they left the snake-like figure in Weiyuan City.
In this way, they hope that Phoenix Xue Hai will have auspicious signs in the distance.
In this way, they let their footsteps sway into the wine and street lamps of Shanhaiguan.
Those who hold pottery bowls and hide mulberry silk.
Those who watch the wind go away.
The invisible stream of life has dyed the distant sky red.
Curtains fluttering like songs
In the cold snow
stand up
Become a god
Modern Poetry Describing Colors (2)
I'm suffering,
I win weakly and talk less.
Ah, the world is full of noise!
The world is so ugly!
For those things that are investigated in secret—
I can't get a satisfactory answer. ...
By chance, everything is mixed:
Language, color and light.
A lamp appeared in front of my eyes,
That green light,
However, the light it emits
But it blocked a yellow light and shadow.
With the blue light flashing, the window
Caught in the frost of dawn ...
The light interweaves into a little bit.
Hazy brown dust.
People are like light and shadow.
Gather from a surrounding place:
Crazy and ugly,
Rough and incredible.
Modern color poetry 1: color
A place where cattle and sheep flock is exactly what I want.
The color of tender grass, sky and lake.
It is the purest color and illusion in my heart.
The endless grassland is like a childhood memory.
There are no impurities except purity.
Memories are just about the band-aid to comfort the wound.
Can't erase the pain mark in my heart
but
But it is the most beautiful paradise.
The eagle with broken wings is still struggling in the sky.
Blue is the life stage that accompanies it.
Took away its youth and life.
but
What I can't take away is my unchanging belief in the freedom beyond time and space and beyond space.
The lake flowed over the grass and washed away the eagle.
Waiting for it is an endless hot desert.
At last it came to an end, and he could no longer
but
Please don't be sad. Death itself breeds life.
One day it will come to us.
Modern Color Poetry Part II: Autumn Colors
Open the autumn drunken album
At the top of the tree is the first page.
blue sky
A faint cloud
Smoke from the kitchen
Immortals live on the earth
warm braw
Autumn frost arrival
Second pages
The forest was completely stained.
colorful
Seduce the eyes of pedestrians
You know how beautiful it is.
See for yourself in the mountains
Be careful not to go back to being a fairy.
The more gorgeous it becomes.
People who love beauty go to see it for themselves.
A poor pen can't finish writing.
Modern Color Poetry Part III: The World of Color
Look in the mirror.
Coefficient white hair
Staggered black hair
Heifado
Xiaobaimao
If something is rare, its price is high-the rarer the better.
Pull out black hair
Keep white hair
go bald
Show white hair
Keep black hair
Pull out white hair
White hair removal
White in the dark.
What about you?
How could you?
Look in the mirror.
student
excellent
Strange you
Point to the initial heart
ask him
who is it?