Modern poems describing hometown in Handan

Handan is like you, and beautiful women are like jade. One’s hometown is the destination of one’s heart. The following is a modern poem describing my hometown in Handan. Welcome to read it. Modern Poetry 1, Handan

Once it was famous all over the world,

It has been silent for thousands of years,

It has experienced ups and downs several times.

Only me, a real man!

Don’t change your name when you are walking, don’t change your surname when you sit down!

This is Handan with a magnanimous mind,

Handan with boundless energy! Modern Poetry 2, Journey to Handan

You can’t know what that means

The circles on the opposite side only die in the daytime

You have put on a book-like book Clothes

Walking among the respectful bottle-shaped corpses

Endless copper coins and the moon, lips also

Gradually flowed away, the cold green sleeves stopped in On the way

The confidential breeze retreated from the side

A wisp awakened the eyelashes in the frost

In this way the pearls gathered in groups

Along the October Water, you and she walked on a string

From that day on, you began to speculate on this meaning

By the October Water, I listened to it for the first time in early autumn. To the Fallen Leaves Modern Poetry 3, Handan Essays

Climbing Congtai

Climbing Congtai to reminisce about the past

It’s not easy to see

You still have to climb Countless steps

The ancient brick steps are covered with the footprints of the ancients

I don’t know which ancient people have the same mind as me

I didn’t see the beautiful scenery even when I reached the top< /p>

They were all obscured by the roar of tall buildings and machines

The Temple of the Seven Sages

Take a step forward

and then enter the Kingdom of Zhao

< p> The wisdom of loyalty and righteousness that penetrated into the bone marrow is still there

The storm inside the door

The laughter and joy outside the door

The distance between me and Zhao Guo

It’s only a five-yuan ticket

Toddler’s Bridge

Toddler’s Bridge for Toddlers

Laughing crookedly

Originally, everyone was walking quickly Flying

Nowadays it is difficult to fly

Learning to walk in Handan

People are still learning to this day

A dream of yellow beams

A pillow of yellow beams It’s just a worldly world

Dreams are unreliable

But everyone does them

Nowadays, many people also do modern poetry during the day. 4. Handan is like you, beauty is like jade

You are the strands of hair that Fairy Nuwa carefully fell when she was dressing up

You came to the world and wandered about tens of thousands of years of lovesickness

It is Congtai Swallows flying out

The spring scenery flowing in the beacon smoke of the motherland

It is Luofu lingering on the mulberry road, dancing gracefully among the clouds and water

affectionately by the Jingniang Lake sipping the water

You are like stuffing the cool and stunning Hue Eighteen Beats

Like Cai Wenji staring and looking forward, falling into the bronze bird stage

I shed tears on my eyebrows while dressing up, but no big or small Qiao came

So, you became the waiting person who has been isolated from the world for three thousand years in Handan

So, I dreamed of going back to the Tang Dynasty to look for Yanyun cavalry to pick up roses from the desert.

Looking north to the outside of the Great Wall, I saw your face, as if you were an old friend

You are the Han wind blowing on everyone’s elegant and unrestrained pride

It is the poetry of the Jin and Tang Dynasties The endless romantic feelings

It is the reserved tenderness of Xiaojiabiyu in the graceful Song Dynasty poem

It is the love and affection of the world that persists in the misty rain

For this reason, I wandered on the Xuebiao Bridge without a face.

Just for the beauty to be like jade, the best time will come

You are as smart as the ice and snow in the north, and you are immersed in the tenderness of the south of the Yangtze River

Handan is like you, like me in my previous life. The wandering old dream

Floating in thousands of turns for eternity

You are like Handan, in my dream it seems like thousands of years of expectations

It’s me Jieyu, who is like a dream-like poem with red sleeves and added fragrance

For the sake of reincarnation in this life, I walked along the Zangdao River

In the Lusheng Palace, I had a dream with a scholar who was as beautiful as jade.

So I spent my whole life thinking about it, and when the willow tree nodded in the moonlight

I dreamed of an invitation to hold my hand, and enjoy the prosperous age of the Tang Dynasty

And You are drunk with chrysanthemums, ancient swords and wine

I pick up a song poem that is graceful and elegant, and the emotional sentences are in my heart

I will embrace the moonlight, the small building and the tranquility with you for the rest of my life

< p> Dancing with your long silk sleeves, comforting my sorrow in my blue shirt, I will live up to the eternity