Modern poetry about the rain that keeps falling

Modern Poems about Rain Keeps Falling 1

A dusty path,

An angry sky.

The rain kept falling,

As time passed,

the ground was just muddy.

The little white poplar under the eaves,

The coldness endured in loneliness,

Why is this like this?

Why is this?

What I long for at this time is always the warm sunshine of the past,

Or a warm look.

Wandering swaying in the wind,

Being strong alone in the wandering.

The rain kept falling,

getting wet,

blurring the eyes,

the feet,

But holding on to the earth.

The gloomy sky,

The unclear road,

and the human heart.

More distant than the patch above.

Every bit of life,

has turned yellow,

like a memory of youth,

She is no longer here ,

In the evening yesterday,

With the vicissitudes of the setting sun,

fell into the ocean with its abyss.

On the horizon,

there is always a piece of red cloud,

a piece of sadness.

Drowsy,

Drifting in the wind and rain,

Quietly polish your heart.

Beauty may appear at night,

Only deep dreams can awaken the moonlight.

That’s it,

Where will my life be?

Bursts,

The buzzing sound of machines.

Modern Poetry 2: The Rain Keeps Falling

The rain outside is falling non-stop,

The dark clouds are floating in the sky,

Be ready to come at any time A heavy rain that flooded the whole city,

attacked Nanjing, attacked our city,

I like rainy weather,

But I I am even more looking forward to the rainbow after the storm,

I like to get wet in the rain,

In addition to wanting to clear my mind,

More importantly, I want to forget in the rain Everything,

Forget you, forget yourself,

Forget that song we are familiar with (forgetting love water)

Same as in previous years,

It was a rainy day in June,

But this year there is one more person worth missing,

July was originally my favorite month,

Now is the month I hate the most,

What I like is that July is the beginning of summer vacation,

What I hate is that there will no longer be a summer vacation in July,

My childhood friends have long lost contact now,

Just like my favorite rainy day in childhood,

Because of the rain, I can not go out for a day,

Because it rains, I can look for lobsters in the village,

Because it rains, I can look for my girl,

In such a little-known village,

There live a group of boys and girls full of dreams,

My home is very close to you, but very strange,

The rain in July still keeps falling. < /p>

Although I like to get wet in the rain, I think it can only be for the one I love,

The rain keeps falling,

The clouds in the sky change from black to white,

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Standing above you and me,

Looking up, my eyes are hazy,

Waiting for the sun, waiting for the sunrise,

Waiting for you My tomorrow...