Hope (Modern Poem)

Hope (Modern Poetry)1

Long time and memories come at the same time

Two serpents visiting the meadow

One purple, one black

Dancing under the blazing sky

Stirring up the yellow earth and muddy water

Growing warm fruit trees on the hillocks

Moving forward towards the withered wells of the faraway land

How many souls can there be at the same time? How many souls can there be at once

Heaven does not take in the sick

Sick from the heart, rolling their eyes and foaming

There is only one cable between heaven and hell

Climbing up the lonely and helpless that grows warmly

Far away the hillock burns up the yearly wheels of the fruit trees

How do those yearly wheels travel back to the young

The river carries birds in the distance

The river carries birds in the distance, and the river flows in the darkness

The distant river carries the beams of birds

The green grass weighs like a thousand pounds, holding up life

The fields that write their own poems

With tears and sweat at the same time

In deep furrows the years are written

In shallow wrinkles the youth is written

To fall in love with a soulless body

Is like falling in love with Two stone piers in front of the door

No emotion, no touching

Only from the long ago sky

Those burning and unburnt

The sky has no words but holds up love's return

Hope (Modern Poetry)2

The sky is again veiled in grey for no apparent reason

I can't see the sunlight or the smiles

I've forgotten that my fingertips still have I forgot that I still have unhealed wounds on my fingertips

I accidentally stained the words red

Winter has already arrived

The air is full of dampness

Cold, on a wide scale

Froze the winds of the telegrams

I didn't expect

To see lilies blossoming in my heart

It has nothing to do with the seasons

It is only the volume of the blue dream that is brilliant. Blue Dreams

Like a bud next to a dead tree

That weak green

Can wake up the whole yellow world

As if in a moment

Red words turn into red roses

My fingertips

Can't feel the pain anymore

Hope (Modern Poetry)3

I I wish

to pull up the white clouds in the sky

to fly with the stars

to look down on the world

to breathe freely

to look for the earth's innocence

I wish

for the spring breezes

to become a free bird

to feel my heart swinging with the wind

to touch the treetops with joy

to feel the greenness of the trees

to feel the greenness of the sky.

Feel the whispering of the leaves

In the silence

Fly your dreams

I hope

You're just like me

You have a heart for poetry

Feet on the ground

A sense of humor

A love for life

Embracing the sunshine

I hope

I'm always surrounded by friends

I'm always surrounded by people

I'm always surrounded by people who are good at what they do.

Like a mountain stream

Like the warm sun in an old town

Knowing each other in warmth and in cold

Tears of sorrow and joy

Together for as long as the days and months go by

I wish

That every one of us

Be grateful

And practise filial piety

To make every old man

Have a secure old age

And to make every old man

Have a good life

And to make every old man

Have a good life

And to have a good life

To have a sense of security

To have a sense of joy

To have a sense of security

I hope

To embrace the sunshine like a flower

To plant myself in the earth

To absorb the sweet nourishment

To revive the happy times

To bring the good times back to me

To search for the intoxicating dreams of the year

To find a place where I can be a good person. I wish

To sit by the bright floor-to-ceiling windows

To have time on my face

To have the years on my head

To have the spring in my heart

To spend my life lighting up the twinkling starlight

Hope (Modern Poetry)4

The first and the last rays of light in my heart

The bright rays of light

But the only one I dare not touch is the one that is the light of the heart. But the only light I dare not touch.

Because of mistrust,

Because of fear,

Fear of hurting others and fear of being hurt and finally separated.

See the loneliness and sensitivity and vulnerability.

And those sensitive and fragile as well as lonely,

just like the sky snowflakes,

have drifted,

sinking in everyone's life,

into the ubiquitous sadness.

When the heart encompasses the world,

the heart also becomes big, big,

and when grief takes over the heart,

grief depression sorrow also takes over the whole world.

Just as loneliness is meant to be,

no matter how far you go,

dwell in the shadow of life,

both hoping and despairing.

Because there is a kind of gray and sadness has long blocked their hesitant prospects to go.

As long as,

Trust and hope are not lost.

Let's not give up,

Giving up, we still have a second hope,

Hope it is the fireplace that ignites the spring,

is the spring,

is about to approach,

it, quietly come.

Hope (Modern Poetry)5

What is hope

I chewed on it slowly

I don't think I should have any hope

In fact, I know very well

The so-called hope is as weak as candlelight

The wind blew through it

It will either perish or get brighter

The two places are apart

The two hearts are together

Then I have a feeling that it will be the best time to go back to the past, and I can see that it is the most important thing.

I get my hopes up

But in the end

I'm always disappointed

Hoping for hope

It's dimmed, but it's bright

It's like a genie

Gripping me tightly

Losing my hope

Or rekindling it

Chewing makes me lose my way

And the wind is blowing, and the wind is blowing. Chewing makes me lose my way

Maybe

Someday

The fragrance of a girl from afar

Will build a permanent wall of hope

Hope (Modern Poetry)6

It's late at night

The calm has chased away the clamor

The corner of the curtains is opened

And all I can see

Is the softly draped curtains.

The tender willow

Under the lonely streetlight

The wind gently swayed

I once thought

Once I held hands

I would never die

I struggled hard

I put my hope in the corner

Deeply looking forward

Just for the light smile

The moment I turned the corner

The moment I turned around

I let the tears that I had been holding back for so long

run freely on my pale face

I didn't want to wipe them away for a long time ......

In the middle of dreaming or waking up

I heard the angels whispering

I was so happy to see you, I was so happy to see you. --Don't wait up

There's only one smile around the corner

Hope (Modern Poetry)7

I used to spend my youth sowing hope

Maybe because they didn't have the right soil

Or weren't irrigated in time

Or lacked sunlight and nutrients.

In any case, they, my former lives

have disappeared

I have become barren

I have become empty

But you, other seeds

have come into my world like angels. came like angels to my world my land

Was that the same hope I had then?

Was that your mission or my salvation?

I look at you from where I stand

I want to give thanks and to carry

It must be nurtured by sunshine and rain

I believe that this place can be filled with the flowers of your hope

I used to spend my youth sowing hopes

Perhaps because they did not have the right soil

Or were not irrigated in time

Or lacked sunshine

Or were not watered in time

Or were not watered in time.

Or lack of sunlight and nutrients

In short, they - my former lives

have vanished

I have become barren

I have become empty

But you - some of the other seeds

I used to sow with my youth.

Some other seed

Came like an angel to my world, my land

Is that the same hope I had then?

Was it your mission or my salvation?

I look at you in awe

I think I should be thankful, I think I should bear it

It must be nurtured by sunshine and rain

I believe that the flowers of your hope can grow here

I have spent my youth sowing hopes

Perhaps because they did not have the right soil

Or were not irrigated in time

Or lacked the right water, they were not watered in time.

Or lack of sunlight and nutrients

In short, they - my former lives

have disappeared

I have become barren

I have become empty

But you - some other seeds

have been sown by my youth.

Some other seed

Came like an angel to my world, my land

Is that the same hope I had then?

Was it your mission or my salvation?

I look at you from where I stand

I want to give thanks and to carry

It must be nurtured by sunshine and rain

I believe that this place can be filled with the flowers of your hope

I used to spend my youth sowing hopes

Perhaps because they did not have the right soil

Or were not irrigated in time

Or lacked sunshine

Or were not watered in time

Or were not watered in time.

Or lack of sunlight and nutrients

In short, they - my former lives

have vanished

I have become barren

I have become empty

But you - some of the other seeds

I used to sow with my youth.

Some other seed

Came like an angel to my world, my land

Is that the same hope I had then?

Was it your mission or my salvation?

I look at you from where I stand

I think it is time to give thanks and to carry

It must be nurtured by sunshine and rain

I believe that the flowers of your hope can grow here

Hope (Modern Poetry)8

A room

Inside the room, there is a stove that burns coal

The hearth is blazing

Outside the room, it is cold and windy in the north

The wind is cold and windy in the north.

Hope is in the fire

Desire is in the thousands of hills outside the house

The difference in temperature

weighs heavily on the heart

Clouds in the sky are connected to the smoke of the fire

Soil in the ground is connected to the slag of the fire

A man can only rely on himself

Holding on to the cozy hope of the fire

What passes is not just time

It is not just time that passes. Not only time

But the fire that is wasted in sleep

Desire dies in poverty

Hope lives in poverty

To hold on to hope

Is to hope that, like the fire

The fire within

Will always have light and heat in its journey

Hope (Modern Poetry)9

Standing in the wilderness, < /p> Looking far into the distance, < /p>

I am not sure if I can see what I am looking for

But I am not sure if I can see what I am looking for

I am not sure if I am looking for what I am looking for.

Looking at the distant road,

My heart is lost.

Lying on the grassland,

Chewing the green grass leaves in my mouth,

Looking at the clouds in the sky,

Wandering and wandering and drifting.

Suddenly the wind blew,

and my eyes closed and I went to sleep.

I felt as light as a swallow in the sky,

and in the haze it seemed that someone was beckoning to me,

and I took a step forward, a step that was empty,

and when I woke up, I thought about it carefully,

and realized that I had been wasting my time in a dream.

The first thing you need to do is to think about what you want to do.

The world is full of smoke and fire, a dream of a thousand years in the red dust,

Play a song of love in the mortal world, and make a destiny to join hands in life.

Hope (Modern Poetry)10

The night is falling

The stars are flickering

The moon hangs quietly in the sky

The sea seems to have become much gentler

Gently caressing the beach at your feet ......

The left arm was embraced tightly

From time to time, there is a slight warmth

That is the warmth of love being transmitted

The fingers of the right hand were grasped by a small hand

A pair of curious eyes looking around

A young face

Revealed the innocence of love

At this moment

A happy, warm feeling of happiness and joy, the heart of the world, the heart of the world.

A warm current of happiness surged in my heart

I couldn't help but hold my hands tightly

Holding on to that big, warm hand

Holding on to that little hand

Holding on tightly and never letting go, until forever!

Because

holding these two hands

is to hold the happiness and hope ......

The moon

slowly covers its face with a cloud veil

Chang'e

lifts the cloud veil from time to time and slowly puts it down again!

Is it envy?

Is it evoking her thoughts of Hou Yi?

Or regret to come to this lonely moon palace?

Chang'e please don't mind

It is not to make a show in front of you intentionally!

Because

this is the real earthly heavenly happiness

and the affection and sincere love bursting out from the heart!

Clouds

Slowly approaching the sea

In the distance, the sea is almost connected to the clouds

A slight sea breeze blows, making thoughts swirl!

Happiness and hope in both hands

In this dream world of clouds and sea

Faithfully walking towards the front ......

As if

in the clouds

Walking, in the clouds ......