Can anyone help me write a modern poem, 20 lines

I. Where is it?

Cry Sleep!

Still is. Death!!!

Looking at the North Sea from afar, the North Sea is a water. A plate of water is a plate of water, and it turns out that it is full of water.

The daily study is busy, so that the brain is confused, even if the day is happy and happy, the thoughts of you are clear.

If only time could be turned back.

I want to go back to being 17 years old.

Plant a Gu on the young man's body.

This life and the next life. It's just me in his eyes.

If only time could be turned back.

I want to go back to being 17 years old.

Stand in his way, and keep watch.

Morning and twilight. If he doesn't come, I won't go.

On the top of Yuehua Mountain, the wind passes through the treetops, which can be found endlessly, and it cannot be ignored. It is not hot or cold, cold and quiet, like snowflakes falling from the clouds and mist of snowy mountains, I dare not hold it, lest it melt in the palm of my hand.

Well, I wrote it myself:

I ink with moonlight, and the book is lonely.

Sealed with love, it is difficult to send this feeling.

I use the winter snow as a gift and write a parting song.

With longing as the medium, sighing is sad.

I picked up the fallen leaves and sandwiched them between the letters.

I hope you see this delicate pattern of time.

I kneaded the petal potatoes into bright spring juice and sprinkled them on the cover of the letter.

I hope you can smell this fragrant little bit of it.

It is difficult to write, and it is not the human heart that is difficult to describe.

Rather, this is not self-sustaining, such as respecting how to serve.

end.Note: In ancient times, it referred to letters.

You can learn to imitate writing.

The modern poetry model Xiangwang in the second volume of the fourth grade can learn to imitate writing, such as imitating the stars (71), imitating the stars (131), imitating "White Birch", etc., as follows: 1Read the stars (71), pay attention to the picture and form of the poem when writing, and write two banquets as follows:

One: these things are memories that will never fade; Clear riverside, under a slender rod, reverberating water. Qi Dan Zai 2:

These things are memories that will never fade; Long sandy beaches, colorful shells, golden footprints.

The glow of the sun on the water in the afterglow.

One by one, why.

It's gone into twilight?

The lights on the ground.

One after another, why.

It's all night?

The stars in the sky.

One after the other, why.

It's all gone?

Oh our lives.

Day after day, why.

All for eternity?

And when I'm gone, huh.

Pick me up, exactly.

What kind of sky is it?

Is it twilight?

Is it night?

Is it the dawn?

Falling leavesI'm on the third tree around the corner, and you wander by every morning.

I began to linger on your unique face, like the sky I looked up at, it was the face I cherished the most.

You have also glanced at me, but you don't know the shyness of my face, and I am just one of thousands of ordinary people in your eyes.

I began to sway in the wind, letting the twilight bury my heart.

Why do you always appear in front of me, making me anxious to wait for the next meeting?

Finally I made up my mind to break free.

Floating in front of you, you just stand and make a wish for the one you love.

And I was lost on the side of the road, unable to go back to the past, and let the dust bury my heart, and quietly guard the next reincarnation.

When the wind blows through the ancient stone street, the thoughts surge, the season that retreats, withers the last petals, the lonely swing iron, the cold tears are condensed, next to the slender playground, do you remember the past encounter, the fluttering maple leaves, carrying my thoughts for a whole autumn, the stranded hair is no longer seen, this whole autumn, this full of thoughts, I look at your disappearing landscape, never go back to the past!