Guihuayu's fifth grade of modern poetry

The wind has abated.

The heart of osmanthus

He walked away sadly and quietly.

He lingered at the end of the sky.

Wave a pair of delicate wings

He reappeared before my eyes.

Pour a wave

Until my eyes

A thin veil

I breathe carefully.

Close your eyes carefully.

I can feel it.

Kiss.

Fell on my face

My hair

My slender neck

My soul told me

His sufferings in the world

I smiled.

When you choose to live

Also chose the pain of death.

He put a osmanthus flower in my hair.

Embrace each other silently

he said

When you choose a cold river

Also experience the heat.

The osmanthus rain melts into layers of light green.

In the whole world

They put up colorful umbrellas.

How can you get your clothes wet by hanging flowers and hanging rain?

God bless (you)

We are all very happy.

I like ...

Sleep in green silk.

Imagine people kissing in the shade.

The sound of water flowing through my palm.

People always think it is raining.

But I smiled and said nothing.

Smooth waterline

Go on with my daydream.

I like to fantasize about wandering.

Than the real journey.

Imagine an apple and a watermelon.

In a paper boat

Walking through the eyes of the tree one by one.

In the shadow of golden platinum and water

Take in a falling film

Cherish a swaying pearl.

I like ...

The sound of insomnia.

and

It naturally laments.

I like ...

In peacetime

Running water pipeline

and

It's time to follow silently.

I like ...

Walking through the eyes of the tree one by one.

In clear water

disappear

Its sadness

Even to me, warm greetings.

I like ...

Blow bubbles with smoke.

The foam turned into smoke.

I like ...

Release patches of sunshine.

The sun goes with the wind.

I like ...

Embark on such a journey

People are kissing next to me

But I smiled and said nothing.

Smooth waterline

Go on with my daydream.