Modern poets please enter 100, modern poems that are eager for cherry blossoms please enter if the

Nostalgia for the past and acquaintance in a hurry.

Although knowing that there will be a parting.

But I will still get along with my heart.

When parting, nostalgia for the past.

Ups and downs I still remember how little we looked that year.

Talking about ideals from all over the world.

It was so small at the time.

Do you know what it means to be sad?

So stupid at the time.

Ask what eternity is.

Now the smiling face.

Long gone with the wind.

I feel infinite emotion in my heart.

Just nostalgic for the past.

Remember the happy smiles you and I used to have.

These are the ones I wrote, and some of the sentences were copied to see if they could be used.

Sixteen-year-old flowering season.

- Gift to the 96th class of junior high school graduates.

A piece of white paper, a beautiful painting;

It is the fruit of a bumper harvest and the wonder of labor;

It's just a little immature, and it still needs to be firmly rooted;

A beautiful song, a clear spring;

It is the melody of youth and the starting point of hope;

It's just a little too narrow, and it has to be rendered with colored pens;

Ah, sixteen years old, with many naïve dreams;

It seems a bit absurd to want to pick the stars and the moon;

However, it is precisely this absurdity that has led to the progress of mankind, and it is this absurdity that has led to human beings.

Brilliant today!

Cherry blossom. Loneliness gently shakes the stalk of the residual leaf.

The melancholy scent of lilacs soothed the moon.

The back of your solo photo, mocking.

Sakura's footsteps.

A wisp of dream soul. Hold the wind and dust all the way to the sky.

The sunset is red and blue.

I'm where you return to your roots.

Waiting, wandering cherry blossoms.

There is a saying in the pen: everything has love, and this love comes from me. Evidence of the past.

was ruthlessly subverted, alas!!

Sakura one

Pink snow petals fall.

In the spring when the green breeze blows.

Cherry Blossoms 2 The cherry blossoms in the forest are a crimson cloud.

A cherry blossom is a white mood.

Sakura 3 She stared at me through the gap in the flowers.

I looked past her smile at the cherry blossoms.

Cherry blossoms four fragile cherry blossoms.

Surging crowds.

Cherry blossom five A petal of cherry blossom falls on the green silk.

A woman was imprinted on his heart.

Girlfriend Six

She wears a crimson dress.

Step into the cherry blossom forest and disappear faintly.

Moon Seven is the moon of this March.

It is the same color as cherry blossoms.

Sakura Eight She told me a secret.

She weeps when the flowers fall.

I love you nine

You put a cherry blossom in your sideburns.

I imprinted a kiss on your red lips.

Last year's ten bookmarks are sandwiched with last year's cherry blossoms.

The pages are full of last year's love.

** Eleven

Blurred cherry blossoms in the **.

That's exactly how I want to feel.

Couple twelve

They held hands.

They want cherry blossoms as a backdrop.

Couple XIII

The cherry blossoms fell on their heads.

She's going to hide in the wedding dress she wants.

Couple XIV

Moonlight sprinkled on their bodies.

Their shadows are as fine as cherry blossoms.

Sakura XV

He will come in on this full moon night.

She was going to wait for him under the tree where the cherry blossoms fell.

I personally like Couples Fourteen

Pretty good.

I haven't sung the praises, I haven't praised them, she's gone.

The wind on the riverbank blew in, wiping away her red face.

Holding Spring's hand, tears flowed.

Summer, autumn and winter are far away, and I will wait for you to come home next year.

Your home is in **, Miss Chun?

Watch you pass away slowly, and the cherry blossoms drift away ......

Gently rip off a cherry blossom petal and watch her float away into the darkness.

Xi Murong's "Choice" was carefully found, recognized, and adopted.

If I come to this world once, I will only be with you once.

Just for that moment in billions of light years.

If I come to the world.

Just to be with you once.

Just for that moment in billions of light years.

In a flash, all the sweetness and sadness there.

Then let everything happen.

It's all in an instant.

I bow down and thank all the planets for their help.

Let me meet you.

Farewell to you. Completed a poem made by God.

And then slowly age.

If you don't see each other for a day, you will always remember your graduation.

If it is a move by the Three Kingdoms, it is wishful thinking on my own.

Suddenly appeared for a long time, the face of childhood, the eyes and words were on the face.

can be happy or foolish, and finally must be a finger of affection and long-term .........meaning

I don't know if the landlord understands it! Hehe, my original, I hope it works for you!

I want to ask the landlord whose poem is Wang Kong? At first glance, I think it's so beautiful. Personally, I think it should be written by a girl, a secret love poem, and I like a person's little mood, such as the same unopened letter from Linghui.

At first glance, it looks like it was written by a girl, and it is so beautifully written, which is intoxicating, but this is prose, not poetry

Another flavor, fresh and beautiful, youth is like this, only in the blood and tears soaked in the youth, the fly in the ointment is your end, the finishing touch is important, the perfect full stop is also absolute, a little hazy, and with a firm belief, like a little morning in the morning, this is our youth without regrets. It was really well written, and I suddenly felt like a failure.

It kind of reminds me of Haizi's poems.

Modern poetry is the sigh caused by the bits and pieces of life. It's prosaic, but it's profound.

Your poems have a process and a result. There are also sighs. That's good.

However, the rhetoric is too repetitive, and it could be more concise.

A whole modern poem should be like a song. It is only when you add your own experiences and feelings to it that you can move people.

Maybe what you write is what you experience or what you feel, but try to write it in a different way, jump out of your misunderstandings, don't write it in the form of a dream, and add more rational things to it so that your poem will be better. Try to be your own spectator. In the tank!

For the first time, oh, it's not bad, I'll send you these few words.

I once held the "Book of Songs" and was puzzled.

How can poetry be called "scriptures".

Sweet and bitter are connected, and finally understood.

The poem "is the "temple" temple of the language "Yan".

-What you love, what is the scripture.

And any sutra can be recited for a lifetime.

An old man who makes a living by picking up empty bottles, tears of sorrow shed for his lost youth. The author woke up from such a dream, woke up and began to struggle for his youth.

It's very intentional and storytelling, and if you can rhyme, it will make people feel more catchy.

Support you.

I hope that the inadvertent understanding will not be inadvertently forgotten!

It seems that the author is still more particular about the wording.,Three foggy.,Hazy.,Blind.,Plus the first two paragraphs are in a dream.,Finally, I woke up from a dream.,It's a bit of a narrative poem.,Maybe it's time to say that you tell about your dream.。。。 It feels good. Recommendations"Endless tears"The flow of the flow can be changed to avoid repetition.

Philosophical poems. Not bad! Very thoughtful. There are contrasts, there are metaphors. It's a cautionary tale for young people. Boast of the poet, thoughtful! Talented! Top.

I think if the subject is an old man, it should be written freely, because everything is put down, how about it?

==Moonlight==

It's a breezy night again, watching the moonlight flow with the waves.

Groan a wisp of longing to the beach, keep your endless boat.

Looking at the ethereal clouds and the clouds, a faint sadness permeated the dawn.

Where is the friendship?

There is no fate, it is all in the heart.

Although the cloud sails are fluttering, they can't ignore where they come from.

Duckweed can still remember, boundless feelings, and pay the waves.

I also plan to send poems, Emerald Feather Yellow Shirt, Nai Sea Wind Blowing, Sea Fog is Boundless, Can Gui Yan Spread the Red Note to the Distance?

At this moment, there is a gloomy melancholy under the moonlight.

A love song with deep meaning, sung and sung with a long rhyme.

Accompanied by the days of spring flowers and autumn moons, a stone will relieve the loneliness of the heart lake!

Even if the sea returns to the empty hope, the pieces of Xinmeng are also in the wind, and you have always had the waves I have stepped on.

Fate gathers and scatters the world, and there are many memories.

"Notebook".

I have a notebook.

Black inside with a black pen.

It depicts a black night.

In the dark night.

It's pitch black. But I can see you.

Black Hitomi Renru.

The bleak grass is faint autumn.

I think that look will.

Kill souls like me!

Hehe, according to this feeling, why is it gone in the end?

Spring, summer, autumn, and winter are very well said, but what about your season? What does the season look like in your mind?

Poetry is a concise language, a kind of art. If you want to sublimate, add this to it is a very good little poem, what do you say? Hehe, the language is more beautiful, when you write, imagine yourself in the season of poetry, what it feels like in your heart, and let yourself out, this is the key to writing good things.

There is a principle of "order and change" (as if to say so), your poem is too orderly, not catchy to read, a little dull, and lacks a sense of rhythm You can try to change the four same sentence patterns after spring, summer, autumn and winter, and make a small suggestion, the four sentences of spring, summer, autumn and winter are more normal, you can leave a line blank, turn the pen slightly, and write a few sentences such as your feelings, mood or life feelings, which is not a bit of an eye-catching effect

Winter is the season when the snow drifts away, and they slowly open up in the winter.

For me, it's great that you can write like this!

Modern poetry, like ancient poetry, should pay attention to rhyme, so that the poems written will be fascinating and evocative.

Personally, I think of your poems. It's a bit far-fetched to do. You must know that composing poetry is not done in a moment or two, but should be derived from repeated scrutiny.

In addition, the rhythm of your poem is too fast, you can try to divide this poem into 4 paragraphs and think carefully about each paragraph, it should be better. It would be nice if it could melt into some feelings.

This is poetry

It's very superficial, very babyish

It's too simple and unpoetic.

Elementary school level. This can also be taken out.

1: The word "communicative" is not appropriate. You can use "contact" directly.

2: The whole poem has no center and no theme, what do you want to express? You can add a node to the main idea.

3: Language is scattered, it's not impossible.

4: The poetry style is fresh and hopes to carry forward.

5: The whole poem has too few layers, the connotation is not rich enough, there are no twists and turns, and there is no aftertaste.

6: I hope you can change it and then submit it to us to appreciate the proposed modifications.

Winter is the season when animals sleep.

Bai Yu Qianqian's revision opinion (adding a visual metaphor for reference) "Four Seasons".

Spring is a place where birds and flowers mingle.

Summer is a big theater for cicadas to hold concerts.

Autumn is the starting line for the animals to race on the golden track.

Winter is a pretty cradle for Cher to sleep.

Spring is the season when birds wake up the flowers.

Summer is the season for intellectuals to show off their singing voices.

Autumn is the season for elves to jump on the golden runway.

Winter is the season when the snowflakes begin their journey.

This is better than the original sentence, focusing on the substitution of words and the use of rhetoric, it will be much better.