Modern dream poetry

Modern Dream Poetry 1 If it is thunder, I must think it is the thunder of that spring.

Blow up a tree flower and a pool of spring water,

And that eyeful of peach powder, apricot red and pear white.

If it is lightning, I must think it is the brightest lightning in summer.

The summer sky releases the strongest energy,

Let that light illuminate the changes of the world.

If it is the wind, I must think it is the strongest wind in autumn.

The orchard in autumn can't stand my shaking,

Then I'll go to the seaside. No matter how high the waves are, no one is affected.

If it is rain, I must think it is winter rain.

Winter rain, cold and biting, turns into snow,

Water the thirsty land through the Millennium and let the sleeping seeds sprout.

However, I can't do lightning storms.

A deep sigh-

It's just a dust in the boundless sky, where it goes with the wind,

I leaned over the raindrops. It doesn't matter which posture Aaron fell into the soil.

I want to become a mute, look back for 500 years and get a shoulder.

Let time flow still at this moment,

I don't speak, silly tearful, whether there is such a vague past life?

I turned into Tsing Yi, dressed as a stage, with low eyebrows and smooth eyes, waving sleeves and dancing.

Sing all the joys and sorrows in this world in a soft voice.

No one knows whether Tsing Yi is singing the characters in the play or the ups and downs of her life.

Or ...,

I can't tell.

I woke up with a splitting headache.

The wind at night is very light and soft,

Moonlight, like water, lit up my way,

I took off my body, took my soul, put on a veil, and became a cloud, a spotless white cloud.

Gone to the distant forest, to the vast sea, to the end of that day.

Modern dream poem 2: We meet in a dream.

Light each other's hearts.

There was a fire in my heart.

The spirit and body have melted.

Flowers bloom in the moonlight.

Dew moistened the stamens.

Your eyes are blurred.

We have met before, but we are not familiar with each other.

Open my eyes wide.

I can't see the familiarity clearly.

Or your strange face

Have a feeling

Suddenly, a discrete and clear fear came into being.

There is also a joy of meeting.

You called me excitedly.

Only that one-word nickname.

I'm a little flustered at the moment.

You are short of breath.

Gentle lips

I have spun my heart.

My body seems to be a real soul.

Out of body

It's like the laughter of my soul

Like a poem.

Let me recite intoxicating feelings.

It seems that it is black.

I'm the one who follows the chirp.

The spark of emotion

A collision of hearts

Xinghe, tonight is great.

I asked you how much you love me.

How much is love?

You said there are many customs in the world.

I have a special liking for you.

Love my pure beauty

A touching poem

Is the burning point in your heart.

You asked me what I love about you.

I love you

Brilliant and handsome

An impressive appearance.

Is my favorite candidate.

Hug each other, kiss each other

Gave me warmth without regrets.

A flash of lightning awakened my dream.

The sound of dripping water

Broke my heart window

When I woke up, I looked around.

Or a lonely shadow reflected by lightning

I shed tears of sadness.

Not the warm morning light I expected.

It's still night without moonlight.

I like this dream meeting.

The sweet words in the dream are very gentle.

Eyes shining with love.

odds and ends

Gardening is accompanied by the love of this life.

Maybe it's a continuation of past lives.

Maybe this is a scenery in the journey of life.

Whatever it is,

Freeze the treasure and love in my life.

Be sensitive to children

I have a pen and ink.

Write down the monologue of this dream.

There are two flowers in my heart.

White and flawless lotus

Silent tears

The love of the stream gathers into the years of life

Real records meet tonight

This is the fate of dreams.

Modern poetic dream 3 is extremely profound.

Time goes by, the fate in memory.

The world of mortals comes and goes.

Before, my heart ached too.

Man's progress

In difficult times

White clouds are floating in time

Feel a few cups of loneliness

Dancing with a few breezes and thin shadows

A landscape that has changed over time.

Be branded with vigilant silence

Migrating clouds and smoke

Turn tenderness into heartbreak

Finally, I watched and waited like a fool.

A person remembers the past.

Wandering in the mottled years

Forward tracking

Falling with a sad soul

Bear the fate of old age

Rain flowers in the air

Fatigue of drifting in the landscape

Time cannot wash away fate.

I can't find the original warmth anymore.

Never hear the phrase "I'm waiting for you" again.

One is distressed and hurts.

A person waited and waited.

A drizzly day

Where should I put my heart?

How to find yourself?

Memories of the good old days

Parting in that autumn.

After all, the world of mortals is only once.

After all, it's just passing by.

After all, the dark clouds cleared away.