Excellent modern poetry

20 17 Excellent Modern Poetry 1 Every time I hear such a song, restless Shui Yang becomes attached.

Every time I see such a picture, the waterline in my eyes is a little shallow.

Every time I smell this, I don't lack water in my heart, so I have no memories.

Every time I feel those wry smiles, the water in my eyes will thank my sadness.

The mountain is in front and the feet are here. It can't be farther away, but it's close at your fingertips.

Water, behind, hands there, close at hand, far away.

People are there, and the heart is there. Less than a thousand miles away, ten steps closer.

Injured, leaving a miserable rainy season, the wrong extra season, soaked through the sea valley Tianshan Mountain.

It hurts. Let go of the cold wind, get into a rare sedan chair and marry sweet words.

Cold, frozen all summer, soaked the whole sky and washed away the whole heartbeat.

Withered, charming charm disappeared, enchanting flash also faded, close to the long-lost days, far from where we often talk.

In the famine, blood spilled all over the world, cold tears kept sleeping, full of pain and grounding gas.

Numerous, don't destroy your struggle, don't destroy you into my retreat, don't destroy you idle me busy, a lot of you laugh and I cry, will inevitably life-and-death, filling the whole world-

Silence, listening to the wind shake the leaves to the ground, watching the flowers leave the soil when the world disappears, and smelling the rain.

Yes, you want to hear it, but it's not one more you, but the same.

Yes, you want to see it, but what is missing is not what, but being together.

I smell it, what you want to smell, but one side is missing, but it's always there.

The same words, the same things, the same heart, all the time, everything is fine for the living, the dead, the existing, the disappearing, the redundant, the rare, the joyful, the sad, the praying.

20 17 excellent modern poetry 2 dreams

It's always so far away

I don't know

Dreamless night

Is the dance beautiful?

dream

Reality always has a distance.

I don't know

That melancholy haunts the days.

Will it slip away at any time?

dream

It's a dark color covered with a light color.

I don't know

In a shallow heart lake

Full of ripples or melancholy?

20 17 excellent modern poetry March light is ink

It's like just reaching out,

You can touch the door of the log.

Touch the sad and beautiful face behind the door

Epiphyllum is like me

I came into this world with the memory of my past life.

In a dream with moonlight.

So close to you and so far away.

Flowers bloom for an instant.

Forget the steps of time, and then wither and rest.

Just like our love

Just a moment of raising your hand.

The ashes of death are an inevitable fate.

Follow the memory

From flowering to falling flowers

I didn't smell the flowers all the way.

Love is just a dead past.

Shadow elongation

Some fragments confronted me.

The trance of blooming moment is so dazzling.

What hurts my eyes is that you pretend to be innocent.

Penetrating moonlight

There is nothing in my mind except the moment when the flowers bloom.

That tragedy is beautiful to the extreme.

I've dropped a lot of nonsense since then.

I think my soul suddenly dispersed after the flowering period.

20 17 excellent modern poetry 4 tanabata

That seed has been

Silence under the grape trellis

In July, choose to sprout in the blue night.

I take my thoughts with me.

Under the flat branches and leaves, meet together.

The story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl.

The desire to live in the body

I always have to say.

Even if there is no moonlight tonight

On this sincere night

No wall can stop it.

My staring eyes are connected with your eaves.

Don't, don't have?

A river farther than the milky way,

Even so, I still can't stop loving each other

Deduct a moving story of Magpie Bridge.

Love, just because you arranged it.

Day and night are full of worries.

I have no choice but to give myself to you.

Like a moth to a fire.

Deduct the elegance of the world.

Lift your head and look into your eyes.

Are two constellations in the sky.

You must find that on the day of losing weight,

The lingering wind crosses each other's distance.

Telling the story of Cowherd and Weaver Girl all the way.

Follow you and me everywhere.

Love hypothesis sentence

Suppose there is no life.

There will be no love in this world.

Suppose there is no love.

You can't fly that Yuanqu.

Zhang Sheng and Yingying handed down from ancient times.

Let's assume that Lu You has lived a mediocre life.

There wouldn't be a sad story about the hairpin.

(of sound) extremely loud

It is just to assume pride like a peacock.

A symbol of courtship in the animal kingdom

The peacock in Han Yuefu is southeast.

The saddest love in history.

Suppose in this world,

No fate

The story of you and me

It can only be the rushing wind.

Just as the sunset sends away the sunset.

The sun will never reach the center of the white clouds.

Because of the spirituality of heaven and earth

Even if I go to the end of the world.

That invisible tie,

If you ask, it's always.

Ivy twines around my heart.

Jiang Feng, witness love.

I always believe that

That's you rocking a blue boat across the river.

So, I kept a straight face.

Quietly waiting for the loneliness by the river.

Any poem after poem.

Show me your figure.

I'm ready.

So before your footsteps sound,

I hid in an ink painting.

Wait, wait for your flute.

Floating across Qian Shan, falling in my heart.

I imagine the wind on this shore

You're the one who waved your sleeve through it,

Those sleepy little stars who don't know

My left hand holds your tenderness.

Hold your advice with your right hand and listen.

What about this silent river?

Flowing deeply in your years and mine.

I don't think I will lose my mind.

Only warm palms.

Sweep away your dust all the way

Put a smile on your sideburns.

Hold you in my arms quietly, very quietly.

20 17 excellent modern poetry 5 if possible

I want to take you to the country.

-We sat by the high crib.

Listen to mom.

firefly

sparkling

Is it a lost star?

dandelion

umbrella

Whose dream does the feather fall in?

If possible

I want my childhood.

I want fairy tales

I want to find my childhood mother.

If possible

I never want to grow up again.

Carrying a small schoolbag

Play in the country

Touch the cow later.

Ride a horse later

For a while by the river.

Liu Shuxia, later.

count the stars

Point to the moon

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Blow the trumpet.

Oh dear!

The elder sister next door got married.

I want to grow up.

I'm afraid of growing up.

Whose chest is wearing red flowers?

Marry me as his bride.

20 17 excellent modern poetry 6 who can predict the unknown future?

Memory stagnates in the second of parting.

Regret being impetuous at the beginning.

Can't stand monotony

Shining graduation photo

Reflect a far-fetched smile

Let the memories ferment slowly

A cold morning

Occasionally, someone is late.

Play a battle

Wash away quickly.

Skip class after class

Say hello to the absent-minded people in class.

No worries

Don't know how to cherish the present

I think everything is beautiful.

College entrance examination in June

This is a ruthless iron fist.

Self-made corrugated trough

How can I clean up my unhappiness?

Come to Shui Piao once in a while during a full holiday.

April is about to forget those tricks.

Fall into the quagmire of time

Gradually lower than the safety index

Piles of test papers have become a dependence.

It feels like everything is suffering.

Pen and ink marking

It's red and black poison.

Let's keep hiding.

The half-open front door is hung. Do not disturb.

Nervous, we race against time.

Burning wormwood

Stimulate the brain

Functions and angles that have been brushed over and over again

The ghost in the car is crying and howling.

I can't wait to dance.

Excitement surrounds us.

No one noticed the bitter taste.

The day of the investigation was stormy.

Who scoops up all the sadness?

It seems that I am old in an instant.

I broke many cups and spoons.

The pain in my heart keeps going out.

Can anyone have an ointment for the pain?

Regret not listening to the teacher's instructions

You can only fish for water in the mirror.

Parting hug

There are several reports in the trance.

Shoulder the bitter stone

20 17 excellent modern poetry 7 when can a sleepy heart wake up?

No matter how hard you try, you can't make progress in confusion.

I'm afraid of the final chaos.

Time passed quickly and nothing was done.

Even with a strong heart, I don't know if I can last that long.

Who can understand this feeling?

Step by step away from your dreams. You can't do this anymore.

Open your wings and learn to be strong.

The song keeps circulating, and the mood wanders back and forth.

Bury those memories and find your own motivation.

People in the past should leave.

My distant place, my dream place.

Anyway, when I break down the door,

Standing in a tall building, trying to look out and inject endless faith into your heart.

Every living cell, please turn the present upside down.

20 17 excellent modern poems 8 in the fleeting time of life, there are always some past events clearly projected in our pupils, so we like to record them in words.

Words, a flower, may not bloom brilliantly, but each has its own posture.

Heart, because of the touch of this text, is softer.

Today, I sat on a poem like the wind, made a cup of fragrant tea from my last life with the water of this life, and invited the bright moon to drink it together.

Cut a wisp of autumn water and carefully spread it in your shallow fleeting time.

You said, from the beginning to now, crape myrtle flowers bloom and fall, fall and open, and you are still persistent. ...

You said, if there is an afterlife, I would like to turn into a cinnabar on my chest and form sand in the fleeting dust.

The past was gently taken away by the wind at the end of the season, blowing away memories a little, but leaving you deeply in my heart.

When I met you, I met beauty.

All along, my words are your silent thoughts, your poems and my humble abode.

In the days when the clouds disappeared, I always remembered that meeting.

Soft sunshine, gently and slowly through the branches of the roadside, warmed all the places.

Sometimes, the scenery of a season is only for one encounter, so in the gentle moonlight, I recall the dribs and drabs we walked together over and over again.

Those quiet past events, scattered into dust.

Only love is still strong in my heart.

If a song can sing the joys and sorrows of these years.

If, a poem, you can recite all the worries and joys of these years.

If, a footprint, can measure the length of these years.

Then, I am still willing to hold hands with you and go through these years again.

Just like the stars guarding the moon, grazing happiness and sadness in the gentle night. ...

20 17 excellent modern poetry 9 is dedicated to all mothers in the world. Happy holidays to mothers!

My mother

I am the sapling you planted in your eyes.

I sucked the milk out of your blood.

Finally, stand proudly on the mountainside and grow into your pride.

In the breeze and soft sunshine

I forgot that you stood on the cliff and watched me go out.

Has gradually aged.

Mom, I am a kite tied to your head in your eyes.

With the help of your wings, I fly higher and higher.

At the invitation of Baiyun, inspired by freedom.

I'm so forgetful, I want to get rid of your fetters.

Forget that you tied my safety for fear that I would lose my principles and goals.

Hands are tied into dead cocoons, and blood vessels are intertwined.

Mom, I grew up with your help and nutrition.

Go further and further with your encouragement and support.

In the confusion of the world of mortals, in the temptation of fame and fortune.

I really want to throw away the simplicity and kindness you gave me.

Forget that what you have given is the direction of life and real happiness.

Mother, I am the life that grows from you.

You mature me with careful care and warm soaking.

Amid the confusion of flowers and applause.

Ran Jing almost forgot your tolerance and humility.

Forget that you silently bear my impetuousness.

You gave me the standard to be a man.

Mom, you are as thin as a dead leaf falling with the wind.

I have stood proudly on the branches full of spring all my life.

You went from youth to frost.

From Anna's gentleness to her staggering death.

mother

For many years, I was submerged outside the real city.

You guard the country that is rooted here.

Use the phone when you miss me.

Your other end sends care.

I think it is warm here.

mother

For many years, I have been obsessed with urban pollution.

You will always bow down before the Buddha and send me health and peace.

I thought I was going to enter civilization and mankind.

But you silently care about my warmth and coldness.

Can't wait for my return

Touch my photo.

You are surrounded by the love and comfort of boxing.

What I get here is your eternal love …

20 17 excellent modern poetry 10 winter pond,

Lonely as an old man's heart—

A painstaking effort that has experienced the world;

Ponds in winter,

As dry as an old man's eyes—

Worn by hard work;

Ponds in winter,

As barren as an old man's hair—

Hair is as thin and gray as frost grass.

Ponds in winter,

As gloomy as a sad old man—

An old man hunched his back under a gloomy sky.