Which hero can help me make up a poem? Preferably modern poetry

"Ride the train" Dad took me on the train, and when the train started, the things outside the window moved;

The mountains began to recede, the trees receded, and the houses receded......

Wow! Everything went backwards, so weird and fast, we didn't have to walk, and we arrived in Taipei all at once.

Aunt Qiu" We think of Aunt Qiu.

Just think of the harvest.

I haven't met Aunt Qiu.

But I guess Aunt Qiu's face.

It's red, it's round.

Chubby I haven't seen Aunt Qiu.

But I guess Aunt Qiu.

is a painter.

Aunt Qiu came.

and to the fruit trees and the crops.

Smeared with a golden one.

Fiery red color.

Aunt Qiu: I'm busy.

She gives all.

Baskets and sacks.

It's all loaded with plump particles.

Heavy fruit.

The fruit loves to pout.

Make an observation

The basket is too small to fit!

Aunt Qiu, she's so nice.

She sent it to us.

A cool breeze.

Make that for the village to see the yard.

Little brothers, grandmothers.

The puff fan on the handle.

Put one away, one handful.

Aunt Autumn came draped in dewdrops.

Stepping on the frost flowers, he quietly walked away.

She left us behind.

Another harvest joy.

I learned to write" When I learned to write "little sheep", all of a sudden, the trees, the houses, the fences, everything I saw with my eyes was bent and rolled up like wool.

When I took the word "river" and wrote it in my little exercise book, a splash of water splashed in front of my eyes, and a palace rose from the bottom of the water.

When I finished writing "meadow" with my pen, I saw bees busily among the flowers, two butterflies whirling, and I could put them all in the net with a wave of my hand.

If I write "my dad", I immediately want to sing and jump a few times, I'm the tallest, I'm the best, I'm the best, I can do everything.

Take me with me, my kite, take me to the blue sky!

I'm going to fly in the sky, I'm going to hover in the sky, I'm going to fly like a bird, I'm going to fly over the sea, I'm going to fly over the ocean.

Take me with you, my kite, and take me to the blue sky!

To see how wonderful the world is in the sky, to see how good the children are in the world, I want to hold hands with them, I want to laugh with them.

Take me with you, my kite, and take me to the blue sky!

Serenade -- That night the wind blows away the sun's rays I will come quietly to you and put the black gown on your shoulders Gently place the stars and the moon on the shore of the Milky Way Let the moonlight like water sprinkle on the surface of the lake Let the shadows of the trees in the water ripple with the breeze When the east reveals the white of the fish's belly I will go to another place to take the sun. (Childe Linze original).

The Snowflakes from Heaven -- The Snowflakes Must Be from Heaven Otherwise, why is she so exquisite, so clear? Why.

Take the infinite beauty and hope of the world with you? Snowflakes come to the world with the wind and flutter one after another Fill the whole sky And also permeate the whole cold winter She must be an angel in winter With her, winter is no longer lonely Snowflakes must be from heaven Otherwise, why is she.

Quietly come, quietly go from beginning to end, quietly? Why is it so mysterious? (Childe Linze original).

Farewell, My Childhood" -- Flowers Bloom, Flowers Fall It's another year Childhood, what a bright word But it can't stand the test of time.

In the passage of time bit by bit A beautiful yesterday is getting farther and farther away from me Intoxicated, heartbroken Another day Wave your hand and say goodbye My childhood You and I have to meet in a dream Fairytale beauty Drifting away with the wind In the helpless sigh All the good things are diluted by time Gradually fade away from the past glory I have to, say goodbye: Farewell, my childhood I hope that my youth is as beautiful as you make people nostalgic! (Childe Linze original).

There are many similar poems on the blog in my space, welcome to check them out.

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Give me some direction.

The wind of the season.

I like the blue sky, I like the clear water, I love the beautiful peach blossoms, but what I like the most is the wind of the season.

There are many kinds of winds in the season.

Spring winds. Buddha over the willows, the summer wind, stirred up a war.

The autumn wind is like a fan.

The winter wind drifts through the snowflakes.

The wind of the season is so beautiful!

The song is like a tide, and the flowers are like the sea, weaving into beautiful clouds.

With the arrival of May, the flowers and fairies are smiling, the peach blossoms are charming, the plum blossoms are white, and the jasmine roses are not as wild as the nameless flowers.

Although she blooms outside the peach source, she never makes people pick easily, seemingly weak but never defeated. ，

Peach blossoms, the peach blossoms in March are so beautiful!

Next to my house.

There is a peach tree.

Peach trees are coated with a layer of frost in winter.

That's beautiful!

Although it does not have flowers.

But his heart is still there.

Spring is coming, March is coming.

The peach tree next to my house.

Light pink peach blossoms are on it.

A fresh breeze blows.

The peach tree shook around.

It's like wearing a floral skirt.

Dance in the wind.

Yes! The peach blossoms in March are truly intoxicating.

Tears welled up in his eyes.

The past is still heart-wrenching.

Inadvertent encounters.

It has gone with the wind. Memories are full of ups and downs.

The years are like flowers falling into autumn dreams.

Flip through the dusty photo album.

Your smile is like a spring breeze.

It makes me fall asleep.

Birds have beautiful wings.

Let it fly high in the blue sky.

We have beautiful books.

It allows us to swim in the ocean of knowledge.

Birds are good friends of spring.

We are the flowers of the Motherland.

The tall trees are home to the birds.

The vast expanse of China is our home.

From yesterday and tomorrow, to be a happy person from tomorrow, care about food and vegetables I have a house, facing the sea, and the spring flowers are blooming