A modern poem describing the life of Yu 1 can actually be a poem.
If you can let me move on slowly
Quietly looking forward to finding
The dusk in my arms is getting deeper and deeper.
Through the unknown mud
In the dark clouds
Finally shed tears for everyone
Missed or not missed encounters
In fact, life can always be a poem in the end.
After the rainstorm
My mind will be cleaner.
If you are willing to wait
All the floating clouds
Eventually, it will all flow into a river.
Modern poems describing rain II. Night sky after rain,
Silence is like a shawl on the shoulders of a praying woman;
The blue color of leaves means flowing ocean.
The hot body bathes there.
We sheltered from the rain under the locust tree,
Sitting and watching the clouds after the rain,
Watch dusk arrival, watch the night March,
Look at the first star shining from the top of the forest.
What is sleep time,
With imaginary sadness?
Some things often fly away from the years,
What came quietly?
We are hand in hand, heart to heart,
The stream listened to us quietly;
When a frog jumps on the grass,
I seem to see the earth blinking.
Modern poems describing rain III. The green treetops glistened with golden light.
The square has become an ocean!
A group of barefoot children are in the water,
Happy as a fairy.
Little brother stepped on the water hard,
How high is the splash?
He shouted: "Sister, be careful, slip!"
Said he slipped!
He patted his muddy pants,
He said, "Shit, shit!"
And his happy red face,
But it exudes excitement and pride.
My little sister has two short pigtails,
Follow these muddy pants closely,
She bit her lip,
Grab the skirt,
Run gently and carefully,
I wish I could.
What a beautiful fall!
Modern poems describing rain 4. The universe after the rain,
Like a conscience washed with tears,
Silent.
There are silver waves on the sea,
There are still clouds in the sky,
Aomori of Matsubara!
On a flat coast,
Fishing boats are arranged in parallel,
Nobody left!
There are two Three Lamps District,
Shining on a distant island—
Rising star?
Modern poetry describing rain,
You said it was tears when angels bowed their heads,
Drifting rain,
The elves flapped their wings and flew to the horizon.
Sow the seeds of the rainbow,
Let her bloom in the sunshine after the rain.
It's raining,
Wet a peach garden,
There is a faint pink color like splashing ink.
Still washing the stone steps,
Dandelion's snow-white flowers with rain beads,
Shake it and show off the crown on your head.
The rain is floating,
Inclined', sprinkled on the eaves,
Cast a rain curtain on the world,
Watch it fall to the ground, then turn into a small rain bead and splash out.
Swallows spread their black skirts,
Slipped in the drizzle.
It's raining,
Fell on the window,
Condensed a faint mist,
Hanging with faint thoughts,
The genie caught the rain bead and returned to the distance.
Do you remember?
The easiest place to go is far away,
The hardest place to go back is home.
Modern poetry describes the rain and six ink clouds secretly opening.
shawl
Covering the sky
Eyes, suddenly
Lightning and thunder.
Set off a prelude to heavy rain
Make a fuss about the wind, such as
Dance like a pipa
Beads of rain poured down like
Crazy waterfall-like spectacle
The shadows are swaying, just like
Make a fool of yourself.
Scared away the footsteps of pedestrians.
The rest is endless.
A blank street
And the boundless sky
Form an interesting/pleasant contrast
However, heavy rain is always short-lived.
You don't have to suffer like a seagull
Let the storm pass.
Meet the rainbow after the rain
Modern poems describing rain, fog in the sky,
Under the clouds, it's raining,
Someone once said that it will be fine after the rain,
The drizzle drifted away.
How long does it take to clear up after the rain?
Quiet road, drizzle,
It can't cross, a kilometer's journey,
After the rain, the road was quiet.
It's sunny, so it takes a long time.
Drizzle, now, hazy.
It's sunny after the rain.
Someone once said that after the rain, it will clear up.
The drizzle drifted away.
On a quiet road, the drizzle is drifting away.
Through the world of you and me,
Crossing the road, in the mist,
I can't see your face clearly,
Maybe you're just passing by,
The sky is hazy.
I can't see your face clearly.
After the rain, the sun is shining,
Someone once said that after the rain, it will clear up.
Fog in the sky.
Overhead, the clouds are impenetrable.
I can't see clearly, opposite, people's faces.
Quiet rain, drifting away.
It's sunny after the rain.
Through the drizzle,
I can't see your face clearly.
The drizzle drifted away.
You used to walk in the drizzle.
The hazy figure flashed in the rain,
Whose eyes, eyes, hazy figure.
After the rain, the sun is shining,
Who knows, after a storm comes a calm, it started to rain, and it rained in Mao Mao.
After the rain, the sky is hazy.
I can't see your face clearly through the drizzle.
It was a quiet afternoon,
The sky is overcast and overcast.
It's raining in Mao Mao,
Sometimes my song stops, sometimes it starts,
The drizzle only wet the earth,
The spray didn't cool my shoes and clothes,
The rain knocked off many yellow leaves,
They say this tree is a French phoenix tree.
It's like a century-old statue that has weathered the wind and frost.
Full of thorns,
Put yourself and your skin together,
And some yellow balls fell down together.
I walked forward step by step with a small umbrella.
Lower your head and kick a ball and a leaf.
In a strange place,
No one knows the town where I live,
Or the name of a small town is like a fog,
No one has heard of it, and I can miss it.
Can I have a girl in my heart,
Think of me when you are happy,
Think of me when I'm lonely,
Think of me when I am sad,
Think of me when I am sad,
Oh, girl, do you remember,
There is a big mountain in the north of home.
You can sing and play,
You're wearing a flowered skirt, the wind blows a corner,
You said the skirt carried your laughter,
I don't know why.
O ~ girl, can you remember,
Long years have made you free and easy,
You go home at night,
Do you still remember me
My hair is yellow,
Still a little sad.
Future dreams and awakening!