Urgent!! What are some good modern poems and ballads. Ancient poems

Modern poem "Naughty" - Bian Zhilin.

Naughty kids have a way:

Let the swimming fish gnaw at your plain feet, let the oriole peck at your nails, and the wild rose will take the corner of your clothes ......

White butterflies know color and fragrance best.

Find your nap lipstick.

I watch you thirsty for spring water.

Teasing you for kissing yourself.

Is this eight-array diagram good for me?

It's a bit bad for you to smile, and I know you still have tricks ---

Ha ha! Who wins?

You're on the wall across from me.

Wrote "I'm so naughty".

The poems are written cutely and tastefully.

Spring dawn. I don't know when I sleep in spring, and I smell birds everywhere.

The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and the flowers fall to know how much.

Yes, I love it. I like it to be drawn from words; Love that it's engaging; Like it, a word is worth a thousand words; I prefer the deep breath of life that it has been integrated into by the author.

Facing the sea, spring flowers are blooming.

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, we will communicate with each and every one of our loved ones.

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.

Is that kind of detachment something that everybody can have?

I didn't pursue it so much.

Silkworm woman [Song] Zhang Yu.

Yesterday I entered the city and returned with tears in my eyes.

Those who are all over Luo Qi are not silkworm breeders.

Fortune operator Yongmei.

Southern Song Dynasty Lu You.

Outside the post on the side of the broken bridge, lonely and ownerless.

It was already dusk and I was alone, and it was even more windy and rainy.

has no intention of fighting for spring, and a group of people are jealous.

Scattered into mud and dust, only fragrant as before.

Fortune operator Yongmei.

Wind and rain send spring back, and snow welcomes spring.

It is already a cliff with a hundred feet of ice, and there are still flowers and branches.

Pretty doesn't compete for spring, only reports spring.

When the mountains are full of flowers, she laughs in the bushes.

Sideside's poem. Liangzhou word (Tang) Wang Han.

Grape wine luminous glass, want to drink the pipa immediately urge.

Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, and a few people came back to fight in ancient times.

The old garden looks at the east of the road is long, and the tears of the two-sleeved dragon bell are not dry.

Immediately meet without paper and pen, and report peace with the words of the king.

Qinghai Changyun dark snow mountain, lonely city looking at Yumen Pass.

The yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will not be returned if it is not broken.

Weicheng is light and dusty towards the rain, and the guest house is green and willow-colored.

Persuade you to have a glass of wine, and there is no reason to go out of Yangguan in the west.

The young man in Yingzhou is tired of the wilderness, and he is lonely and hunting under the city.

Drinking for a thousand bells is not intoxicating, and Hu'er can ride a horse at the age of ten.

The black clouds crushed the city and wanted to destroy it, and the armor light opened to the sun.

The sound of horns fills the sky with autumn colors, stuffed with swallow fat and night purple.

Half a roll of red flags is in the water, and the frost is heavy and the cold is silent.

Report the king's ** intention on the stage, and carry the jade dragon to die for the king.