A modern poem about the Double Ninth Festival, 1 "Double Ninth Festival Ascending the Mountain"
The hand of life has brought us closer.
Intimacy, hot talk, friends' hearts live up to expectations.
Only one side has beautiful clearance.
A knowing smile opens up the brilliance of spring flowers.
Meet Chongyang, climb high and look far.
Chest and nest are full of vitality.
The rope of will is still as hard as steel.
Ah, life. Ah, friend.
Because of our fantasy mentality,
Add more beauty to life.
Autumn sun warms the heart, and red leaves shed tears.
A deep sigh inspires you and me.
Step on the steam wheel of youth.
Next year, I will call mountains and rivers colorful.
Modern poem about Double Ninth Festival 2 "Tonight, Double Ninth Festival"
Take off your biting cold clothes.
Run wild on the green field.
Through the flame
Under the scorching sun
Meet a smiling lotus.
The bright eyes of April deeply touched the sadness of September.
How can I manage a period of history carelessly?
Let you bow your head in tenderness
Plant the sadness of my life.
Tonight is the Double Ninth Festival in September.
Borrow a pot of nostalgia
Du Zhuo west window
Accompanied by the bright moon from time to time
Tongshi Jinsha Laojiao
But it's hard to get back to the old sauce.
sadder
sadder
Who can ride a horse?
Drive away my barren desolation
Modern poetry about the Double Ninth Festival on September 3rd, I don't want to be a fallen leaf.
Put an end to ideals and pursuits.
Although my face has the gloom of the sunset.
In September, I don't want to be caught by the cold wind
Blow my flying wings hard.
Although my limbs are not as flexible as before
I am not a great man.
But I will never let my life be mediocre.
It is my character not to admit defeat.
When people pity others, the years are ruthless.
I think more.
But that's the truth.
How to bloom life in the next season
I dare not say how good I am.
But I try my best to write the noble character of human nature.
Being strong is my character.
When the fallen leaves announce the end of autumn
I wish I were a maple leaf.
Send a touch of warm color to the earth.
I like maple leaves.
Like its unyielding character
When snow and ice cover the sky,
When the flowers fall
Maple leaves all over the mountains.
But it's as red as a flame
Announce to the world:
Life will never be exhausted.
Modern poem 4 "Double Ninth Festival in September" about Double Ninth Festival.
Chongyang in September
The homesick ribbon is wrapped around the branch.
In the sigh of yellow leaves
It's the melancholy of dreams.
aim for the highest?
The sunset looks sad.
The whimper of a goose
Play the strings of autumn insects
Land thousands of miles away
White-haired parents
In the smile of chrysanthemum
Turned into crazy tears
A modern poem about the Double Ninth Festival, 5 Double Ninth Festival.
Since that full moon
You are me.
Another straw in the acacia river
Since it's grass
I don't hold out much hope.
But there is still hope.
I think it's better than nothing.
Cuncunbian
That rugged hill.
But there are white-haired people every year.
Be careful of this day, be careful. ...
I don't know how much autumn water I have seen through.
Yiren is still on the water side.