Aesthetic Modern Poetry of Spring Love

Modern poetry is free in form and rich in connotation. Image management is more important than rhetoric application, which completely breaks through the characteristics of ancient poetry "gentle and sincere, mourning without complaining", and puts more emphasis on free and open, straightforward statement and communication between "feeling and invisibility" The following is a beautiful modern love poem that I arranged for you. Welcome to share.

Xiangyue spring

Heaven and earth fall in love with such days.

We met in spring.

Looking forward to the excited heartbeat on the green branch.

Footsteps, with this little time.

Touch the grassland that is talking about dreams.

The shadow of love through the blue world

There is no complaint about the pain of every inch of land.

Every wilderness is always touched by love.

How much spring rain, kind and moist.

The virgin land of your life and mine.

Walk into your colorful garden with that amazing eyes.

Chasing the shadow of butterflies and frequent birdsong

Let all the sadness turn that page of diary green.

In the laughter of me and you.

Open your heart and open all the doors and windows.

The birds' songs are so beautiful.

The notes of life are full of those proverbs of life.

Holding a heavy heart and figure in both hands.

Yes, in spring.

I cultivated in the field that belongs to us for the first time.

For the first time, I went back to that vilen.

I will wait for you to come back.

In spring, I will wait for you to come back.

Dating on the hillside in the suburbs in spring

Bees gather honey in flower buds.

The stream flows among the flowers.

The spring breeze is continuous-

A white pear tree

The sun melted in spring-

Red peach blossom

In the field

Wild rape flowers are in full bloom.

One by one, one by one.

Hold your head high in the spring breeze.

When Yingying waved,

It will show its charm.

In spring, I will wait for you to come back.

Accompanied by dazzling sunshine

The spring breeze is continuous-

Wenxingxi river

Dye green mountains and rivers

In the sky

Beautiful clouds.

Little by little.

Sow hope in the spring breeze

When the seeds germinate

It will become colorful.

In spring, I will wait for you to come back.

Humming a soft and carefree tune

The spring breeze is continuous-

The grass is high and the nightingale is in the air.

The wind is blowing flowers.

And the corners of your mouth

Open a shallow smile

When my heart is attached

There are layers of ripples

Shallow through the heart

Embrace a piece of spring in my heart.

spring

The sound of firecrackers

Successive landing

Those more or less happy.

Like snow

Warm and slender branches

The old year is gone forever.

The new year is also quietly beginning.

A fleeting day

Let youth grow old day by day

Childhood grows up day by day

The past is blowing in the wind.

Hope is budding.

In the sky

Whose phone is that?

Let you feel the warmth of spring

early spring

After a brief warmth

But it's not winter after all.

79 rivers are open.

Bajiu yanlai

spring

Walk into your door

spring breeze

Sunny and cloudy, hand in hand.

Vast land

Moisturize, nourish and hold your head.

Yin Yin Taohua

Petals squeeze the waist

Warm spring breeze

How much hope and warmth.

Linglong chunying

Happy crows are all over the branches.

Several flashes of lightning and thunder

Mixed with heavy rain

Cherry blossoms with tender buds and new leaves

Full of energy and enchanting.

The fragrance of the earth comes slowly.

The charm of spring is full of hope.

Just wait for the sun to shine.

Out of the fragrance of spring in the distance

spring

In the snow.

Put your hands in your pockets.

Low drop

Hurriedly on the road

That must be.

Not a photographer

A person who enjoys the scenery

In this world.

How many people are trying to

survive

Fight against life in the cold wind

Chasing the sun

Who is better than them?

Need more

sunlight

White earth

watch/wait for a chance/an opportunity

Na ying zhi chun

Spring-like warmth

The gate of spring

I hear birds chirping.

In the city, there are several spring birds.

They are afraid to go into town.

Just cheering and jumping outside the classroom.

They are as simple as farmers in the countryside.

Let me sprout a sense of closeness.

They are my friends.

Like a relative I met by chance.

They are looking for unknown bugs.

Make a friendly voice to one's companion

After school, I fell in love with birdsong.

In the debate about birds,

I pushed open the door of spring.

Whitney Houston

Standing at the crossroads of the cold wind

Whitney Houston

The snow continued to float, dyed and covered.

The crossroads of spring

Keep walking and climb the mountain at twelve o'clock.

In the cycle of time

Measure the length of the four seasons, winter goes and spring comes.

There is only a piece of snow in the crack.

It rains in winter and melts in spring.

Maybe I'm at the window in winter.

Looking at the spring sunshine.

Feel the warmth of winter and the cold of spring.

Which direction does the wind blow?

I will go there.

Nothing. I've been walking in the alley in spring.

Sacrifice a fallen leaf as stationery.

Send it to you, memories of three years ago.

Then, you are by the fire in winter.

Read, burn

I use a drop of water in winter.

Send the state of my heart.

It freezes into ice when it touches the eaves.

In another warm season, melting

Continue the past that should continue.

Dig a grave in your heart

Bury the ashes of leaves

In the season of memory, burn incense on it.

Spring love

The bright sunshine shines on the earth.

Flowers are in full bloom and fragrant.

I stand in the warm spring breeze.

I look forward to meeting you this time.

The breeze aroused my thoughts.

Ten miles of spring breeze is not as beautiful as you.

There are flowers everywhere you go.

The air you breathe out is fresh.

How many lovesickness did a red bean write?

The moon sings a thousand-year poem.

A blessing when the moon is full

How drunk is the sweetness of love?

Looking back on past lives, the true meaning of this life.

The road of love is tortuous, and the sweetness brings bitterness to tie the knot.

Thousands of miles * * * ChanJuan

You and I depend on each other.

Love is always happy.

Love you forever