Inspirational Poetry 5 Minutes "Village" Sun Guangke
Village, we are farsighted.
Two lamps
One is a father and the other is a mother.
Under this lamp
The wind is quiet.
Mom's craft is very quiet.
Father fell asleep.
In this way, my words won't bother anyone.
Can wake them up in the middle of the night
Hear the echo of a whistle or two.
They came quietly and pulled me out of the window while I was sleeping.
So much for real life.
Beans and wheat are packed in sacks.
Spinach and shallots grow in the soil.
Mothers are busy under the stove.
The fathers washed their hands and prepared to eat on the kang.
When it's dark, turn on the light.
The long light was on, and suddenly it was replaced by an old man.
Under this lamp, kerosene is burning vigorously.
I went to school and began to do my homework under the lamp.
By the time I graduated from primary school, my sisters and sisters were still very young.
Like black and thin charcoal.
In the sun, the mountains spiral up.
Walking on the road, only the back is still the village.
Looking at you, I am like a villager.
Let's be shy, mature and fly away.
Become a knot
Fixed in their own photo frames.
Mothers miss their sons
Open the door and the moonlight will come.
Inspirational poem 5 minutes "Sorrow in the Moonlight (Poem Group)" He Qing? Poetic language
( 1)
dance
The hazy moonlight continued.
A dark blue sky that has just been washed.
At first I thought there was only one
Blue butterflies are dancing in the moonlight.
But when the dream becomes clear.
All the beautiful colors are gradually superimposed.
Another one is dancing with the blue butterfly.
Green butterfly
The man with his wings up stood there.
Yellow butterflies on the petals of blooming gardenia.
I know this is the most beautiful place in Fantasy City.
Quiet time
There is no loneliness after prosperity here.
There is no coldness after enthusiasm here.
Aestheticism is moving forward with goodwill here.
As long as the promise is a lifelong watch.
Turn into a butterfly, dance with the moonlight and light up tears.
With the dream, the wind dried up and condensed
This autumn, the flowers are overflowing.
Holding a persistent, guarding a yearning.
(2)
night
In this silent night, it is always
Full of sadness
The wind blew away clouds, stars and the moon.
Only the thick darkness is left, which is infinitely long.
The bright lights on the stage
That beautiful face
Beautiful lips like orchids, dreamy pictures.
Missing diarrhea
Violets are full of love at night.
Music is as quiet as mountain water.
Flowing in my heart
The bright window behind him opened the eyes of the night.
(3)
The wings of a dream
The night spins in the blue light.
Dress up for you in front of the mirror
Raise your eyebrows and calm your lips.
Dance costumes are the wings of dreams.
Do you know there are beautiful women on the water side?
The soothing music sounded.
The curtain on the stage turned on soft lights.
A rotating posture that fills the heart with fantasy.
Tend to be quiet and beautiful, and make dreams come true.
Get where you want to go.
For love, for love, for injury.
I just want to be charming tonight.
A faint fragrance floated to the bottom of the sleeve.
Bai Yueguang rises from the sea.
Be your bride for life in the dream kingdom.
Sadness entangles dreams in the dance steps.
Fly in my mind
The flowers in July find their way home in the autumn wind.
vicissitudes of life
Little by little, woven into a dream spider web.
(4)
Ancient trees and shadows
Moonlight snowflake
Blend with the mother's white hair reflected in her eyes.
My soul
It's the abbreviation of my shadow.
Standing in my hometown in the moonlight
Mother's shadow is under that old tree.
Happen to be together
The ice crystals on the dead branches are flashing.
tears from the stars
Standing in this white world
Mother's shadow and
Shadows in the moonlight
Extend straight ahead
Extend into the shape of red beans
(5)
Lost love in the world of mortals
Missed love
Bright moonlight
Washing summer night
Flowers and the moon are telling the language of love.
In the long river of memory
You stand in the landscape.
Bright eyes, smiles and bright lights.
The white of moonlight and the white of snowflakes.
Let the autumn red maple burn completely.
Infinitely stretched veins make bones ring.
On the wings of that butterfly.
Still with the sweetness of love yesterday.
Tonight, you turned red beans into forests.
Holding the bleak autumn in your hand
Inspirational long poem 5 minutes "The Edge of Life" pale yellow warmth
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In this ordinary and concise drawer
Full of city people's feast.
But I can't hold this weather-beaten one.
A crying heart in the corner at midnight
Isolated in the rainy night.
Extremely ashamed.
Thunder frightened every bone in the body.
Sometimes avoid, sometimes cater to.
Hate such a box
Didn't involve me.
If the raindrops on the opposite side are bigger
The crying will get stronger and stronger.
Cut the edge and fly.
(2)
In the teacup
Give off a strong fragrance.
Not biluochun tea.
It is not a grass and sea water.
Nor is it a clear spring under the mountain.
Microwave rippling
A drop of bitter tea in my heart
Slide slowly along the plastic cup
I shed the saddest tears all night.
Charm flows into the bitter sea of life with the waves.
Pyrazine amide tablets are insoluble in oral liquid.
Bright, waiting for the nourishment of tea.
can't wait
(3)
Search can't find the most incisive language
Weining Caohai is a sea of blood.
sea
You can breathe the filth of internal organs at most.
The Eucharist has not been purified by the gods at all.
I hope to pass the long bridge and the ancient road.
You can take my communion with you.
God gave me a godless body.
But it is a traffic tube for infusion.
What a sad thing it is!
On fertile land
Where to find the habitat of the soul
Still have to wander under the mountain.
(4)
On the brink of pain
How to teach me to draw a complete line
Breaking is just a temporary anger.
Burn or leave endless dust.
What should I do?
Maybe hide
In the depths of forgotten hell.
If one day heaven meets.
Teach me not to tear it easily.
This is a memorial to the suffering of hell.
The only memorial to witness the pain
It doesn't represent my pain and memory.
This is the voice of millions of people who have groaned in bed.
(5)
Dream of standing on the top of the Great Wall one day and calling for the shame of the years.
Dream of lying on the grassland in Inner Mongolia one day to brew the magic of nature.
Nobody told me the legend of this world.
No one will tell me the legend of this world.
Legend is in the poet's inner story.
Write slowly and sketch slowly.
(6)
It seems that it has been over for several years.
Fingertips still can't get rid of fingerprints on your hands.
Turn the key machine in your hand.
A series of familiar, slow and unfamiliar phone numbers.
stifle
Magic smile.
Can't get out of trouble
Shortness of breath and rapid heartbeat.
Affinity digital companionship
The confused world finally found itself.
(7)
Accompany me through this innocent road
Only you
A girl in the country
Deliberately bury one's face
When wandering tears dry up
I will marry you very photogenic.
Although there is no fashion.
The beating heart is waiting for you all your life.
On the road in the country
Let's go together.
(8)
I just want to sleep quietly.
die
When I fell asleep, the alarm in the distance woke me up.
Get in the ambulance.
love me right
Active thousands of miles
The spirit is always behind.
The mediocre weather makes mediocrity worse.
The muddled world makes people even more muddled.
Such a heart is sleeping
I can't afford to scream all my life.
Inclined plane of infection department at night
There stood a lonely man.
Squatting there shed countless tears.
Rest quietly with the patient.
Go to sleep in minutes