Who knows some beautiful and elegant modern poems Thank you

Shu Ting's fairy tale poet.

Fairy tale poet. Shu Ting.

You believe in the fairy tales you wrote.

I have become a blue flower in a fairy tale.

Your eyes have skimmed over diseased trees, crumbling walls, and rusty bars.

Just a simple signal.

Assemble a team of stars, milk vetch, and grasshoppers.

Head to a place that is not polluted.

The heart may be small and small.

The world is big, big.

And so people believe you.

Believe in Tasson after the rain.

There are thousands of small suns hanging.

Sangsang Fishing rods bend over the surface of the river.

The clouds wrapped themselves around the kite's tail.

Countless memories that have been shaken.

Shake off the dust and sand of the years.

With a sterling silver sound.

Talk to your dreams.

The world may be small, tiny.

But the heart is very big, and the heart is very big.

The lake and mountains reflect the ancient pottery, and the green bamboo and wood are simple and remember the crape myrtle.

The starlight shook and fell all over the moss, and the dream shadow blue in the depths of the colorful clouds.

The smoke and waves are flying in the clouds, and the swifts are flying through the clouds and water.

The canopy fishing fire dreams of the spring river, and the fingertips whisper and dance for thousands of years.

Call me how I don't want her by Liu Bannong.

Farewell Kangqiao Author: Xu Zhimo.

To the Oak Tree by Shu Ting.

Your name (Taiwan, China) Ji Xian.

And much, much more!

Wind chimes in the afterglow

I don't remember the name of one of the songs I smelled a lot, but I remember that there were a few lines in it that took advantage of your laughter to have silver bells.

Hit the window while your mind is like a fly in your heart.

I didn't come back.

Lebanon] Gibran's "Song of Flowers".

Classic and beautiful modern poetry, facing the sea, spring flowers blooming, this is the best interpretation of Haizi.

There are many poems praising plum blossoms, let's enjoy this beautiful modern poem.

The beautiful modern poems are as follows:

1, "A Flowering Tree".

How do you meet me, in my most beautiful moments;

For this, I have been praying in front of the Buddha for 500 years, and I have begged the Buddha to let us form a relationship with the earth;

The Buddha then turned me into a tree and grew it by the side of the road you must pass.

The sun is full of flowers, and the flowers are the hope of my past life;

When you approach please listen, that trembling leaf;

It's the enthusiasm I wait, and when you finally walk by in defiance;

Fallen to the ground behind you, friend, it's not petals;

It's my withered heart.

2, "Accidental" (Xu Zhimo).

I am a cloud in the sky, projected by chance in the heart of your waves;

You need not be surprised, nor rejoice;

In an instant, the trace was wiped out, and you and I met on the sea of night;

You have yours, I have mine, direction;

It's better for you to remember, it's better for you to forget, the lights that shine on each other at this rendezvous!

Meanness is the pass of the mean, and nobility is the epitaph of the noble;

Behold, in that gilded sky, filled with the crooked reflections of the dead, the glacial age has passed;

Why is there ice everywhere? The Cape of Good Hope was discovered;

Why are thousands of sails competing in the Dead Sea? I came into this world;

With only paper, ropes, and figures, in order to read the voices that were judged before the trial;

Tell you what, world.

I-no-look-believe!

Even if you have a thousand challengers at your feet, count me as the thousandth and one;

I don't believe that the sky is blue, I don't believe in the echoes of thunder;

I don't believe that dreams are fake, I don't believe that death has no retribution.

If the ocean is destined to burst, let all the bitter water pour into my heart;

If the land is destined to rise, let humanity choose the peak of survival again.

New turnarounds and twinkling stars are filling the unobstructed sky.

That's five thousand years of hieroglyphs, that's the gaze of people in the future.

4, "Alley" (Gu Cheng).

Alley. It's curved and long.

There are no doors. There are no windows.

I'll take an old key.

Knocking on a thick wall.

5, "Weight" (Han Han).

She put the bloody head on the scales of life, so that all the survivors lost their weight. 5. "Diary".

Sister, I'm in Delingha tonight, and the night is shrouded.

Sister, I only have the Gobi tonight.

At the end of the prairie, I was empty-handed, and I couldn't hold a teardrop when I was grieving;

Sister, I'm in Delingha tonight.

It is a desolate city in the rain, except for those who pass by and dwell;

Delingha ......Tonight.

This is the only, last, lyrical.

This is the only, last, steppe.

I give the stone back to the stone, let the victory triumph;

Tonight the barley belongs only to himself, and everything is growing;

Tonight I only have the beautiful Gobi.

Empty, sister, I don't care about humans tonight, I only think about you.

Broken Chapter" Bian Zhilin.

You stand on the bridge and look at the view, and the people watching the view are looking at you from upstairs.

The bright moon decorates your windows, and you decorate other people's dreams.

Good poems are readable, and some people say that these four sentences are "enough to read for a lifetime". You may have different experiences at different stages of life.

People ('you') can see the scenery, or they may consciously or unconsciously embellish the scenery;People ('you') can see the bright moon decorating their windows, or they may consciously or unconsciously become the decoration of other people's dreams.

Accidental" Xu Zhimo.

By chance. I am a cloud in the sky, occasionally projected in the heart of your waves

You need not be surprised, nor rejoice;

In an instant, all traces were wiped out.

You and I meet on the sea of night, you have yours, I have mine, direction;

It's better for you to remember, it's better for you to forget, the lights that shine on each other at this rendezvous!

It is said that this was written by Xu Zhimo after he met Lin Huiyin by chance. The clouds and water are thousands of miles apart, and occasionally the clouds are projected on the center of the wave, but they disappear in an instant. Chance meeting, but parting in a hurry, isn't this life?

Far and Near" Gu Cheng.

You. Look at me in a moment.

Look at the clouds for a while. I think.

You look at me far away.

It's very close when you look at the clouds.

"You" and "I" are close at hand, but far away like floating clouds; "You" and "Cloud" are as far away as the end of the world, but they are close at hand. In just 24 words, three images, "you", "me", and "cloud", are like a blank painting, giving people unlimited imagination space and making people reminisce for a long time.

Poetry is a kind of culture in our country, and poetry has always been a very well-developed literature. So what are the beautiful modern poems? The following are the beautiful modern poems I recommend to you for your reference.

Beautiful Modern Psalm 1: "Two Trees".Chen Xuqing. There is in a strange city.

Two trees, across the street.

Although it was close, it was impossible to hug.

There is a bird on the trunk of a tree.

An oyster is hidden on a branch.

Birds and oysters are a pair of faithful messengers, always able.

Walk through the sticky streets, passing.

A little bit of juice, a feeling, or warmth.

Two trees, gradually feel -

Alive, there is still hope.

The streets are getting stickier and faster.

One day, the oysters finally came from the tree.

Falling, swept away by the speeding streets.

The birds get lost in the chase.

Gone forever. Two trees, finally understood-

Nothing'and there will be nothing left.

Beautiful Modern Psalm 2: "Parting Fairy Tale".Yu Jiaxue. Radiance, and laughter.

Slowly, the stream is reflected on the wall.

Dark tentacles.

Inadvertently. I have climbed up my window, and the lights of the city are on.

Soft, like a mother's eyes.

Warm and kind.

However, my eyes were astringent.

It's tears. Just let it flow quietly.

The deception of a lie in a dream.

Knocked out. And carefully spelled into a fairy tale.

The lights are dimming again.

Even the parting is gone.

The night wind blew thick black clouds.

Tell me to drink it.

The moon in the cup ......

Facing the sea, spring flowers are blooming".

Haizi. From tomorrow onwards, be a happy person.

Feed the horses, chop wood, and travel the world.

From tomorrow, care about food and vegetables.

I have a house facing the sea and spring is blooming.

From tomorrow onwards, friends will be in the morning and communicate with each and every one of their relatives.

Tell them about my happiness.

The blissful lightning told me.

I'm going to tell everybody.

Give every river and every mountain a warm name.

Stranger, I bless you too.

May you have a bright future.

May you have a lover and eventually become married.

May you be blessed on earth.

I just want to face the sea and bloom in spring.

Farewell Cambridge" is so blue.

Xu Zhimo. Gently I go, as softly I came;

I beckoned softly, and made a cloud of the western sky.

The golden willow on the bank of the river is the bride in the sunset;

The beautiful shadow in the waves ripples in my heart.

The green wattles on the soft mud are swaggering at the bottom of the water;

In the soft waves of the River Cam, I am willing to be a water weed!

The pool under the shade of the elm is not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky;

Crumpled among the floating algae, precipitating a rainbow-like dream.

Looking for a dream? Hold a penny and wander towards the greener grass;

Loaded with a boatload of starlight, singing in the starlight.

But I can't play songs, quietly it's a parting sheng xingxiao;

Xia Worm is also silent for me, silence is Kangqiao tonight!

Quietly I went, as quietly I came;

I waved my sleeves and didn't take a cloud with me.