Writing modern poems about the night? The more the merrier!

1. A generation.

Gu cheng. The night gave me black eyes.

but I use him to find the light.

Black eyes. The night is cloudy.

In the dark night, beauty is beautiful.

I....It's the one across from you.

Quietly. The wind is still blowing.

Tonight, you and I stop.

Only stay, the hustle and bustle of the outside world.

We. It's still dusty.

You firmly believe that there is sunshine ahead of you.

I understand that there is spring in my world.

But they still met.

Under the candlelight of many years ago.

We are....Again....Sit facing each other.

The night is hazy. The night is cloudy.

Tonight. How much silence.

I can only keep the piece that belongs to me.

No matter the four seasons. In the imagination, Xiangshan maple is always red.

Clear rivers do not freeze.

The green leaves breathe in a warm fire.

Tonight. How much wine is not drunk, and everyone is drunk.

I can only keep the piece that belongs to me.

Winter only. Reality is different from imagination.

Love summer, but winter is reality.

will all wither. will pierce.

4. Night view under the lights.

I walked the road alone under the lights.

There are weeping willows next to it.

Under the willows, the remnants of flowers and grass.

The wind blows. Dead leaves fall.

The road under the falling lights.

I stepped on the leaves.

A little melancholy, a little sad.

Why do you enjoy the night view of the remnants of autumn smiles?

After twelve o'clock at night, all the lights in the county town were turned off.

The county seat is dark.

From a distance, only a few places in the city are still lit up.

I drove over, one was a shampoo room, another was a shampoo room, another was a hair salon, another was a massage parlor, and another was a bath city ......

Every store entrance.

Not far away.

Dark corners.

There were several cars parked.

They don't move.

The elephant dog hid its tail.

No barking or biting.

6Beautiful night view.

Chimneys.

Puffing black smoke. It's like a demon.

Pounce on the world. Streets.

The exhaust is full. Hook up and down.

Networked darkness.

It's also an eco-friendly city.

Whether the heavens check it.

Black river.

Floating in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Walk through the city. Like fog.

High in the sky.

Although hiding in Kuju.

Sooner or later, it will also darken your face.

Night is falling. Neon lights on.

What a beautiful city.

How beautiful it was at night.

Maybe it's a god's eye.

Eden Garden.

Modern poems describing the night.

Streets at night.

Streets surrounded by darkness.

Residual limbs.

I can't hold the strong wind.

It's a blurry reflection.

Pour out a lot of thoughts.

Frozen, pages of care-and-care drawings.

The dream of the mind can't wait.

Break out of the blockade made of reinforced concrete.

Press the remote control of love.

On the streets where no one is.

Give silence a glass of spirits.

The wind is hot + the heart is cold.

Cloaked in the skins of wild beasts.

Staggering footsteps.

Searching for the lair of a weakened ghost.

Shut your eyes reservedly.

Don't expect to be on your way in the dark.

Idyllic floating over the streets.

One by one. With yesterday's promise.

The night swallowed the amorous moonlight.

Missing the company of the stars.

The whole world has begun to sink.

Why. Why is it left to me with an unsolvable question.

At this moment, tears refuse to turn around on the street.

A winter sprout was brewing.

Don't let it fall off the gentle cliffs.

Around the corner of the street.

Pile up of rotten stories.

I'm starting to wonder what ice cream tastes like.

Swaying notes in the melody of the night.

Gently awaken the memory of spring.

1. Outside the west window.

Half Moon climbed up Danna.

I am the awake star in the night.

Blinking black eyes.

2. The moon hides in the clouds.

The stars close their eyes.

As soon as you show up. and it fell into mine'Eyes.

3. The night is boundless.

But I can't get out of your eyes.

A night sky with twinkling stars.

Your eyes. Like stars.

Fourth, every moonlit night.

There will always be talking hands and stars to accompany you.

Just like in your story.

I was the best listener.

5. Every night has a secret.

The wind travels through it.

Like some wandering spirits.

Some are gone.

Some popped up again.

Sixth, the night, except for the dark.

It's still dark. It's as dark as the eye can see.

You're like a shooting star. Streak across the sky.

7. Out of sight.

Hide a lot of stars sometimes.

They'll be just like me.

Inexplicable fear and weakness.

8. Night is the best friend.

You can safely sob alone.

Or some dreams.

It takes you back in time.

It will carry you to the dawn.

9. The moon is gone.

The stars are gone.

The morning light appeared.

The night is quietly saying goodbye.

I forgot to say it with a sigh of relief. Good night.

Night, travel through the tunnel of time.

Once again, darkness engulfed the world.

Endless emptiness walks.

Deep eyes search in the darkness.

A touch of gentle and charming moonlight.

Banish this dark and cold night.

Immerse yourself in an ethereal universe.

Listen, the Milky Way is trying to churn the waves.

I want to leave all my thoughts into the night.

Look, the meteor flickered by.

I also want to keep it bright for a while.

In the dream, open the floodgates of stupid thoughts.

In memory, the past of reincarnation overlaps.

I also saw the autumn leaves dancing with butterflies.

The scenes are clear'Shadow.

Exudes familiarity.

Romance melts the cold night uncontrollably.

I write in poetic dreams.

Smile gives birth in yesterday's sunshine.

Doomed to an instant of eternal tenderness.

A promise awaits the wonders of a lifetime.

The moonlight held by the soul lead file breeds every long night.

In this quiet night.

In this quiet night.

Who's going to turn me on.

Untie my tight brow.

Buttons. Listen to my heartbeat.

Mine'Tell.

Dream with me.

For this moment.

I've been waiting for a long time.

There are too many savings in my heart.

In this quiet night.

I can't sleep.

I hope to meet a good woman.

Take a walk and sit with me.

Count the stars. Behold the face of the moon from afar.

It's full. About the night Wen Sleepy Hong Han Zhongwei.

One. The moon shadow that sparses loose hands.

The earth is sprinkled with frost.

Flowing like a dream.

Withering like a flower.

Behind the faint clouds.

Hidden is the story of Chang'e.

I have been talking about Wang Yushu for a long time.

Finally, it is dressed up as a night wind.

The branches fluttered in their hearts.

Droplets of water on the ground.

Freeze as a dream.

Fade away on a cold winter night.

There is only a waning moon. Only then will he be patronized and dance with the wind.

Let the grass of life.

Separated from dreams on winter nights.

A heart. There was a lonely figure.

Two. On the wilderness.

The setting sun takes away the last glimmer of light.

Leave only to the world.

A half-asleep night.

The night breeze blows lightly in the heart.

Homing birds.

Listen. The stumps swayed in the wind.

Faint wind chimes.

It travels far away at night.

Sparse wind. I can't blow away a trace of bleakness.

Earth. There was silence.

This half-asleep night.

How do I get across?

Three. Silent in the moonlight.

Let the heart have peace all night long.

Tears can also be a collection of love.

I hear you. The sound of a cow fighting in the night river.

Will it come here.

Will keep me at night.

Be a little more impulsive.

Quietly I accept the wind.

Accept the heartbeat of everything that comes from the silent night.

Tears are more than crying.

In**yes, you're in**.

When will you be able to step on the crest of the waves?

When will it be. In the bottom of my heart.

The waves of longing swelled up.

The stars twinkle silently in the night.

Counting the stars, the child is long gone.

Only I am still in this night river.

Keep watch. The night is so quiet.

Teach me how to deal with silence.