Modern Poetry: I think

Modern poetry: I want to 1 I want to put my little hand.

Put it on the peach branch.

Holding a bunch of petals

Wrapped in a thousand wisps of fragrance

Gone with the wind, gone with the wind-

A charming fragrance floated out.

I want to put my eyes

In the blue sky

Look at how vast the earth is.

See how wonderful the universe is.

Listen, listen-

Nature is our classroom.

I want to put my nose

Settle down on the ground

Smell the earth.

Appreciate the flowers

Smell, smell-

The wonderful fragrance flows between the nose.

I want to put my ears

On the white clouds

Listen to the eagle's high cry.

Listen to the birds singing clearly.

Listen, listen-

Feel the touching echo of the world

I want to put my feet

Installed in the car

Browse the great rivers and mountains of the motherland

travel around the world

Go, go-

Enjoy the scenery around the world.

I want to put myself

Put it in the lake in spring.

Become a water plant and grow enchanting.

Turn into a lotus flower and bloom beautifully.

Turn into a splash and make waves

This is my greatest wish.

I can fly, fly-

Fly to my ideal holy land

But I have to talk to my parents.

Discuss it.

Modern Poetry: I think I will never touch the word "father" again.

Tianshan Mountain is afraid of thunder.

rains cats and dogs

I don't want to celebrate my father's holiday anymore

Because of dad.

Has gone away from us

Dad, I miss you.

In dreams again and again.

In painful memories again and again

Close your eyes.

In front of you is the shadow of your kindness.

Open Your Eyes

I always tell myself.

I don't have a father anymore

This is the reality

It was September 29th three years ago.

There is a wound.

It will never heal.

Because life can't be pasted.

Unable to copy

Dad, I miss you.

Thinking of you reminds me of the apple orchard in my hometown.

cherry

And peanuts and sweet potatoes

Now they are with you with some weeds.

That's Deli Temple in Wafangdian

But I still have it

I didn't find the old temple.

No flowers.

You don't need any ceremony.

I am in a distant place.

Calling in the wind

Dad, I miss you.

A man who wants to have a father.

You can give it to your father.

Celebrate today's festival

Modern Poetry: I think the grass is growing in Fei Ying under the sunshine in April.

Blue sky, floating white clouds.

A soft warm wind blew over the ridge.

But I can't erase the sadness in my heart

Father, I want to go to heaven.

Helpless life is boundless.

Unpredictable fate looks at the intersection.

Life without love

People cannot be strong.

Father, I want to go to heaven.

Years of vicissitudes.

My heart is full of sadness.

Can't see the future and hope

Life has no direction.

Father, I want to go to heaven.

Heaven is the hometown of dreams.

Have your kind eyes.

I am your daughter who will never grow up.

Fly happily under your wings

Father, I want to go to heaven.

Modern Poetry: I miss four fathers.

Miss you.

In this festival

Tears streaming down blurred the vision.

father

Are you okay?

I have looked for many places since you left.

But I can't find your old smile

And a sunny face.

father

I'm sorry

This is what I want to say to you most.

Watching you leave

There's really, really nothing I can do

if

I use my life.

Can buy your moment.

I don't care.

father

You gave me life.

You raised me.

I haven't returned it yet.

But you left in a hurry.

All that remains is the regret that accompanied me all my life.

father

on Father's Day

I want to sing a song for you.

Of course you can hear it from a distance.

Don't worry.

Have a nice trip.

Modern Poetry: I think 5 I want to be on the hillside where the corn poppy is in full bloom.

Enjoy the sunset quietly,

Pick a dandelion,

Raise your hand, the wind blows,

One by one, they drifted to distant corners.

I want to give up all my jobs,

Ride on my speeding bike,

Shuttle through the boulevard.

I think at dusk,

Yellow dog walking on the road of happiness,

Sing happily.

I want to take advantage of the first sunshine after the rain.

Look at the rainbow on the horizon.

Clouds in the breeze

I want to use my spare time.

Listen to music and read poems.

Plant beautiful flowers in front of my window

Have sunshine coffee with me.

I want to travel as soon as I leave.

Go and see the outside world.

Give your mind a little more insight.

But for me now,

Only in front of my desk.

Write silently, write ......

Because I don't have enough time at this time.

Let go of your fantasy.

Go on with your work and don't think about it.

Modern Poetry: I Think in Memory 6

Your face is still so clear.

Father, I miss you.

In this sultry June season, people want to cry.

I finally know that I am missing.

What a warm and desperate sentence.

Can make people burst into tears in an instant.

It can make people so sad that they can't breathe

Father, I miss you.

The indifference and coldness of family members.

Let me miss your integrity and justice even more.

In those days, for your beloved family,

Keep your heart, give everything and give yourself up.

If you see them in heaven today, they are heartless.

How chilling and sad it will be.

Kindness, such as how do you think of your favorite child?

You must be very helpless after you left.

Father, I miss you.

And this yearning can only be hidden deep in my heart.

Your love is a pain in my heart that I will never forget.

The happiness you once carried on your shoulders.

Let me have enough reason

Pick up the torch called kindness in your hand.

Although you haven't had time to wait for me to grow up.

But when I was growing up,

Your love is branded everywhere.

Father, I miss you.

Really, really, I don't want to cry.

However, tears are always so disappointing

Cloudy, the moon is shining and the stars are swaying in the moonlight.

You still can't get out of the sad child.

I can't help asking myself some stupid questions.

Whether you are there or not.

My life will be completely different.

Whether you are there or not.

I won't lose like this again.

Although you are just an ordinary father.

Although you are honest, you don't even say much.

But I know you are the eagle that covers the sky above us.

You will never allow anyone to hurt your child.

Maybe you gave all your true feelings.

Has long been forgotten by a numb heart in the fleeting dust.

Maybe what you have done is insignificant.

There is nothing great to be proud of.

But you know what, father?

There is no longer a person's image.

Will be bigger and bigger than you.

The monument you set up in the hearts of children.

No one in this life can compare.

-it is the saddest regret in life that children have to be raised and can't be with their loved ones! On the occasion of Father's Day, I would like to give this document to the fathers in heaven and wish all fathers in the world happiness and well-being!

Modern Poetry: I think I've seen too much.

Leaves fluttering in the wind

I've seen enough, in the garden.

Those flowers that are competing to open

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You can see with your eyes closed.

A perfect circle, a hidden flaw.

Those, smart curves, charming eyes

I can't beat the strings in my heart.

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Under the shining starry sky

Next to the ground are proud flowers and plants.

I can't stop my search.

My heart still guards my hazy dream.

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Looking for a heart.

I don't know what year to look for.

When will the Iraqis by the water appear?

But I don't want to bear that persistence.

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I thought about it for a long time.

What do I want?

What am I pursuing?

What kind of life am I willing to give?

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A piece of clean, pure white

A small handkerchief, Ying Ying.

Fall gently from the air

It covers my heart fairly.

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In front of a piece of pure white.

Feel that softness and tranquility.

My heart is no longer lonely and blank.

The hard search has also stopped.

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People are looking for what they want.

I see, what I want.

This is a clear lake.

Pursue that quiet beauty.

Modern Poetry: I Think 8 (1)

The morning sun on the distant horizon.

The Rise of Ran Ran

Across the endless wheat fields

Sprinkle a little silver light on the quiet village

We get up early.

Take a walk on the path at the entrance of the village with the help of others.

Come back, let's light the stove and make breakfast together.

Breakfast doesn't have to be rich.

As long as two bowls of sticky porridge are boiled from the rice in the private plot.

You have a bowl and I have a bowl.

The dishes do not need to be rich.

Just pull out some spinach and rape with dew in the vegetable field.

Plus a plate of earth eggs.

Clear and light food smells of happiness.

When the sun climbed to half a pole.

I clean the manure in the henhouse, and you prune the branches of the fruit trees.

Then we planted the seeds of all kinds of flowers at the root of the wall together.

Rest against the wall when you are tired.

Look at the day and count the time.

(2)

The restless cicadas awakened the summer.

The weather began to get hot and dry.

We seldom go out for a walk at this time.

Just take care of the yard.

Peach, pear, persimmon, grape and pomegranate trees are all full of fruits.

You are always worried that they will have bugs and check them many times a day.

But I never spray pesticides, and I am not allowed to spray pesticides in vegetable fields.

You said our food should be absolutely green and safe.

I criticize you, but old people are afraid of death when they are old.

You made faces at me like a naughty boy.

The flowers at the root of the wall are blooming brightly, attracting playful bees and butterflies.

Appreciating the beautiful scenery, all the wrinkles on our faces turned into flowers.

Sometimes you break a branch and sneak it into my frosted buns.

Kiss my wrinkled forehead affectionately, just like when we were children.

After lunch, we made tea and listened to nostalgic music in the air-conditioned room.

Recall the dribs and drabs of the years we passed together.

You stare at me, I stare at you.

Two pairs of hazy eyes are intertwined with lifelong affection.

(3)

The leaves began to turn from green to yellow, and the weather was cool.

Migrating geese fly over the blue sky and fly to the south.

The fields in autumn are full of harvest.

All the rice in our house is so heavy that it bends over.

The wind blows like waves.

You always enjoy it and forget to go home.

I stumbled, stood on tiptoe and looked under the old locust tree.

You said I was like a girl who was crazy about her lover.

I blushed at sunset.

Peaches are ripe, pears are ripe and grapes are ripe.

We can never finish all the old things, so we share them with our neighbors.

We will also ask our children to bring back their grandchildren and nephews.

In the small courtyard, there was fruit fragrance and laughter.

As lively as Chinese New Year.

After sending the children away, our lives returned to normal.

We still take a walk in the morning and sit in a rocking chair and watch the stars at night.

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The river is frozen and the whistling north wind is yellow.

Snow turned the earth silvery white.

The cold winter is coming.

Filial children want to take care of us.

We all feel that our bodies are still very strong, and we always put it off.

Although the temperature outside is very low, our old house is very warm.

The lighted stove burns brightly. You sit around the fire, drink tea and chat with your old friends.

I wear reading glasses to embroider the soles of shoes.

Sometimes, we will be arty and recite a poem of Tang poetry and Song poetry.

Or you can read quietly, and I can write quietly.

When the weather is fine, we go out to bask in the sun.

The lazy cat squinted at our feet, and the chirping birds were foraging in the yard.

We snuggled together, staring at the depression of trees and sighing the ups and downs of seasons.

Time flies, and we all know that there is not much time left in our lives.

And we still love life and look forward to the next spring.

Modern Poetry: I want to tell Spring.

I am waiting for the river to clear up.

I am waiting for the flowers to bloom.

I'm waiting for the grassland to be clothed in green.

So I can raise my whip.

Grazing life

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I want to tell Spring.

I am waiting for a tree to sprout.

I am waiting for a bird to sing.

I am waiting for my land to thaw.

So I can tilt my share.

Sow hope

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I want to tell Spring.

I'm waiting for my barn to be full.

I waited for the smell of kitchen smoke in my village.

I am waiting for my father's smile.

Only in this way can I feel the truest warmth.

Regain dignity

Castle of desire

The walls of desire are intertwined.

Desire twines into a castle

Deception and plunder

Bullying and intimidation

Congestion is like smog.

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Who can be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people

Put up a lamp

Even ants drilled holes.

Can also shoot a glimmer of hope.

Let the soul escape at midnight

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The homeland that human beings stick to.

How many strange legends will there be?

How many mysterious forces will there be?

At the moment, a group of lost children

Still on the road

river

A river in my heart.

Dress up and miss

There is a river on the ground.

Nourish spring

There is a river in the sky.

shining stars

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There is also a river like a shadow

There is a ship sailing against the current.

Encounter the erosion of water flow

Repel the impact of the waves

In the ripples of time

A flash of thought

Modern Poetry: I think 10 love is greedy, just like a bottomless well, trying to devour all the happiness in the world; Love is selfish, just like a person's two eyes, can't get in half a grain of sand; Missing is eternal, just like a person's life, and there is another concern from then on. A foot away. How far is it? Obviously you are in front of me, but I still miss you strongly. Did I miss you, just like the pulse of my body, that moment will never stop, that day will never stop beating? If life goes on, I will still miss you? By the dim light and the bright moon outside the window, tonight, I used up all my talents and all the most beautiful words to write for you: I miss you, long thoughts, tears and laughter; There is pain, more happiness, I love you, I hope you can understand, love me, I believe you will understand.

I miss you. Can you see me? Can you hear me?

I miss you. The wind blew across the horizon. If you have feelings, please take my thoughts away.

I miss you. It rains in Mao Mao again. If you are interested, please water the hearts of Iraqis for me.

I miss you. You're right in front of me. I miss you. You are looming in my heart.

I miss you. It's hard to miss you. It's sweet to miss you

I miss you. Do you remember being touched? I miss you. Do you remember my haggard face?

I'm sitting at my computer desk, looking forward to your appearance.

I wiped the screen again and again just to see your beautiful face.

It is not that I am not strong, but that I am strong enough to miss you.

It's not that I don't want to talk to you, but that I'm afraid I'll be a burden to you.

If there is no emotion, we will be happy with each other and there will be no sadness.

That's why I love you. That is my helplessness, my silence.

Why are you so beautiful and so gentle?

Why are you so talented? Why is it so hard for me to forget you?

I just want to stay with you until you are old.

You can't walk. I will carry you behind my back. You can't see. I will be your eyes.

I just want to wish you happiness without me.

I miss you, and the end of the world can't stop my thoughts.

And heaven remains our neighbourhood, and heaven remains our neighbourhood.

You are not far away, I can't see you.

I'm afraid it will affect your life. I didn't say anything when I looked at you

I didn't know until I looked at your back that you went to work and ignored me.

Looking at you is very happy. It's all a lie.

Although you don't talk here, your heart is warm.

You were silent when you went, but your heart was empty.

The raging water of the Yellow River can't compare with my passion.

No matter how long the Yangtze River is, it can't be enough to miss you.

It's just a sea.

When I miss you, you wake up in a dream and you can't see it.

My love hits your fragile bank like the tide, and you say you are going to collapse.

Do you want me to leave you some space?

My love flows gently into your heart like a stream.

You said it was the best, so it would last forever.

Life is like a song, just how to sing it.

Love is like the tide, in whose heart ripples.

I'm not afraid of losing myself, I just want to feel your warmth.

I just want to keep a sincere love between heaven and earth.

I don't know how to love you, I just want to give you warmth.

I just want to be with you all my life.

I miss you. I put my life in your heart.

Quietly enjoy the happiness of life, quietly enjoy ease and sleep.

I miss you. The rain wet my face.

I miss you, tears crawl into my eyes.

I miss you in this quiet night.

I miss you in the unknown tomorrow.

I miss you in this world of mortals.

I miss you on this bleak autumn night.

I miss you, but I have no chance in my life.

I can only hide my love in my heart and give you a beautiful spring.

I miss you. Another quiet night.

Obviously, you haven't gone far, but you are dancing ahead early.

I miss you on such a moonless night.

Obviously, your smile is in front of you, but you are lonely and waiting for you early.

I miss you on this late autumn night.

The autumn wind wrinkled my heart.

I miss you in the darkness before dawn.

Waiting for the sunshine to shine on my heart.

I miss you. It's hard to forget you.

Even if it's only one day, it's like a thousand years.

I miss you and hope to see you again in my next life.

I searched Baidu afterlife but didn't give me the answer.

I don't want to be lonely. I don't want to be lonely.

Please all go away.

The happier I am, the more I miss it.

Sweeter, more nostalgic.

I miss you. What should I do?

Missing is a kind of pain and the most beautiful moment.

Thinking of you is a bitterness and the best oath.

What kind of person am I? No matter how heavy it is, I can afford it.

No matter how light I am, I can't let go.

it's because

Have your feelings in it.

I know. I know everything. I just want to lie to myself.

Leave an expectation for yourself.

In each other's long river, we are looming.

Heart together can't see.

I miss you. I've told you a thousand times.

Even if you close this life, it's just

I miss you. My heart is beating. You can hear me.

I miss you. Life will come to an end one day.

I just miss you. Go on.

Every minute, every year.

A new day begins and a new day ends.

Sleep with your name on your pillow every night,

Wake up every morning and gently call your name.

Time flies. Time flies.

Time flies, but it is interest-free.

It's just that I miss you and I'm still here.

Still talking in the same place, I didn't wake up that day.

I miss you. Why do you always talk about it?

Why not hide it in your heart, deep in your heart?

Yes, I used to hide it in my heart and didn't want to be found.

The bottom of my heart that won't be seen by you is just that I am afraid.

Hidden in your heart, hidden in your heart, you will never see it again.

Write it down, maybe you will see it, but will you read my mind?

What should I do with my heart if you don't have time?

So although it hurts, I still put it in the sun.

Just so you can see it when you pass by.

I miss you. I just want you to listen to me.

I can hear that I am still breathing for you and screaming for your heart.

Missing has written many thoughts for you, and you have written thousands of words.

It's just that I will continue to write poems for you in the future.

That's all I can do. That's all I can do

I can't be with you when you are sick.

I am not the one to comfort you when you are in pain.

Loving you close to you is just an empty oath.

I can't do anything for you.

This is my sorrow and my helplessness.

Writing poetry has become all I have. I feel relieved when you understand.

I've spent half my life just touching for one second.

I think you know what heartache is like. Only those who have suffered know.

I miss you. Only those who have loved can realize the taste of missing you.

I miss you, into a thousand words. I have been writing poems that touched you all my life.

I miss you. Carve your name on the sansheng stone.

Prove the proverbs of love

Even after thousands of years of fate, touch gently

Love is still strong.

I miss you. Write your name in your dream.

Witness the warmth of love

Even if I wake up from my dream and touch your face gently.

Tears still exist.

I miss your blurred face.

Just remember that a heart is still beating for you.

Looking forward to the next spring