A modern poem about sunrise: the rising sun rises, and the belly rises from the mountain.
Have a strong visual appeal
Liu Lan painted her lips red,
Kissing like crazy,
Ridge.
Infected ridge
Frivolous colors,
It's not heavy anymore.
Cicada sounds like a tsunami,
Rolling mountains;
Birds sing like a prairie fire,
Burning in the wind.
Red mountain flower
Keep mentioning and tonifying yang.
A goblet;
Touch,
Enthusiasm flows into a stream.
At night,
Willing to quit Taiwan Province;
Black mood,
Silently lurking,
Hiding in an unfathomable cave.
The sun, in the gap between the sky and the mountain.
Jump out;
Shan Ye is like a bud that has been bred for thousands of years.
Open instantly.
The second modern poem about sunrise: Sunrise holds a bright rosy cloud in the east.
Put it on the distant sea
Pick up deep homesickness
In the basket of time
Quietly looking at a touch of red in the east.
Brilliance in the clouds
Shine in the hearts of great men
Vaguely, I heard it
The song that once went away.
In the song
I see red, red and five stars.
And heroes in war.
only
In the past years,
be rusty
Heroes have no names.
I am not a poet.
But I am willing to use this faltering poem
Tell you
Heaven is still gloomy.
Only this
Speak with your heart
Oriental sunrise
Everything shines
Modern Poetry about Sunrise III: Sunrise and Sunset, Sunrise in Ran Ran
Bring human busyness.
Pull hard and hope.
The heart is with you
Fly to the vast blue sky
This number is
Life stays in vicissitudes.
The green of spring
Look up at your smiling face.
You withered.
Their autumn
People will forget
Your summer heat
Winter cold
You're not charming anymore.
Oriental sunrise
arouse
Newcomer's eyes
Luoxishan
There will always be.
Block the darkness of light
You sent it away in a hurry.
every day
Each season
Every year
Sunrise and sunset
My heart fluctuates because of you.
Life is drained by you.
Modern poem four about sunrise: watch the sunrise, stir up the clouds and swallow the sea,
The first day shines horizontally,
Wild and broad.
The fog hides the boat.
The cliff is quiet and serene.
The smoke forest is soft and fragrant,
Silence, green grass and blue streams.
Sigh the vicissitudes of life,
China's age is declining,
The advantages are disappearing.
Sad,
Shrimp and crab building,
Climb to the extreme,
All dyed gold.
Wake up like this,
No solution. Who knows?
Love is priceless,
Some worries,
Let go of pride and struggle a few times.
Hate water,
Spring and autumn are hard to call,
Love has created a huge shortage.