Modern Poetry:Summer Lotus

The summer sunlight

puts layers of passion

on your body

You're standing in a pavilion

between the green shadows of the blue water

with lowered eyebrows and eyes

and a slight smile

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I want to lean over

and kiss you

to ask you in a quiet voice

who are you for?

For whom are you graceful

I want to pull the branches closer

and gently sniff your

buried secrets

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Your heart

is hidden in the rippling waves

You have only made your posture in front of the water

a holy writing

and unfolded the gentle softness of your heart

. The softness

The gentle singing

Let the fragrance of poetry

In the half-mu square pond

Gently dense

The noisy square dance accumulates the people's joy

The long queue of the storm troopers witnesses the power of following

Listening to the saxophone, I brushed past them

Alone, I guarded the sea in my heart.

If it is the sea, the tide will rise and fall

If it is the sea, the wind will be calm and the waves will rise and fall

Accustomed to the crowdedness of the world

The sea is still a lonely and beautiful place

Loneliness is the blossoming of a fleeting flower in the middle of the night

Accompanying us with extreme despair

Loneliness is the scent of a flower in the middle of the night. Dissecting our hearts with a crisp calmness

The mind is tormented by temptation

The soul is reborn in the fire

Ideals are like a weed sticking to the seasons

The seasons are the cycle that teaches us so much

We have learned to devour like the sea

Devouring all the injustice in the world

We have learned to accept like the sea

We have learned to accept like the sea. We have learned to accept like the sea

Accept our imperfect life

Summer Tour to Fai's Room (Chen Zi'ang)

The landscape opens up a refined house, and the qin and songs list the feasts of the Brahmins.

People suspect that the white building is a place of enjoyment, and the land is like a bamboo forest.

The pool is a mess of light, and the rock is a jewel of a place.

The color of the sky is now silent, and the moon is a clear spring.

The water pavilion sends Huayin Wang to return to the county (Cen Shen)

The pavilion is late, and the pool is cool, and the wine is not yet full.

The door is closed for the night, and the palms of the immortals lead the horses home.

The lotus leaf hides the fish boat, and the vine flower binds the hairpin of the guest.

The summer heat is over, and the new rain brings the autumn mist.

The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a journey, and the second time I was in the middle of a journey, I was in the middle of a journey.

The first time I saw this is when I was a kid, and the second time I saw it was when I was a kid.