Bing Xin's pastoral modern poetry 1 In the shadow of roses
On clothes and pages, the sun shines on tiny leaves.
I broke a flower,
Wait, wait, wait.
Thick red petals match her snow-white dress.
On the cold stone steps,
Sit down, sit down,
When she didn't come, she only smelled the fragrance of roses in her hand.
Bing Xin's pastoral modern poem 2 "ode to cherry blossoms"
Mojiang splash green water microwave
The cherry blossoms on the riverside are hidden by thousands of flowers, and the whole city is full of flowers.
Everyone sings cherry blossom songs together.
Flowers are blooming, the sea shadows are like the tide, and the ranger concentrates on extracting the cave.
A ten-day national tour
In the years to come, danger will return to dusk.
Bing Xin's pastoral modern poem 3 "Wisteria in Spring"
Wisteria on the pool.
Huajiaxia
No one has been there for a long day.
Only the breeze is blowing in Ye Er.
Bing Xin's pastoral modern poem 4 "Little Flowers in Spring Water"
Small flowers in caves and valleys
It opened feebly.
Weak again. Thank you.
I just haven't experienced spring.
But you should also know!
Bing Xin's pastoral modern poem 5 "Dusk"
Jesus Christ.
Infinite wisdom,
Infinite mystery,
Who knows?
Is that me? Is that him?
Neither,
Except that you showed him out of the light,
Jesus Christ.
Show me in the light,
It also shows the infinite him in the universe, amen.
Bing Xin's pastoral modern poem 6 "Dusk"
In the paradise of light:
The flowers are blooming,
Birds are singing,
The fountain of life gurgles,
The sun went down slowly,
Draw a afterglow diagram—
Is it to shake hands with everything?
Is it a farewell song?
A cool breeze is blowing,
In the light and shadow,
The creator of the universe,
He walked slowly in the garden.
Lord!
Did you create them to praise you?
Yes, in praise of him,
Praise him.
He is in the past, present and forever. Amen.
Bing Xin's pastoral modern poem 7 "Successful Flowers"
The flower of success,
People only admire her talent now!
However, at the beginning, her bud,
Soaked with tears of struggle,
The blood rain of sacrifice is scattered everywhere.
Green shoots
Green buds,
The young man said:
"Develop yourself!"
Pale white flowers,
The young man said:
"Contribute yourself!"
Deep red fruit,
The young man said:
"Sacrifice yourself!"
Bing Xin's pastoral modern poem 8 "Dawn"
Yan Jing's world, brilliant world-
It's dawn. Who feels I'm awake?
God, in your quiet light,
I have peace of mind, I have peace of mind.
I want to eulogize.
Attention, you should wake up.
Get up and praise the Lord.
Chin, chin, it's time to wake up.
Get up and praise the Lord.
At dawn,
Who feels I'm awake? Amen.
Bing Xin's pastoral modern poem 9 "Morning"
Guang Xiao collapsed,
It's very bright at customs.
My heart is like a bird flying in the wind.
Fly over the horizon, fly to the North Pole,
The horizon and the sea are full of your love.
Jesus Christ. Your love follows me,
Your fingers lead me,
Your right hand will support me,
My heart is like a bird flying in the wind.
Flying high in the wind is inseparable from infinite love. Amen.
Bing Xin's pastoral modern poem 10 Midnight
Jesus Christ. You arranged this silent world.
Under the starlight, the sound of leaves
I heard what you said.
Where are you, where is the universe, and where are people?
God is the god of love,
The universe is the universe of love.
Is anybody there?
Jesus Christ. I thank you,
Because you taught me, amen.