Rainbow's Modern Short Poem 2
Don't be confused anymore, and don't let the petrels that wander the waves anymore are not allowed to sing about the rivers and seas. The path traveled will not leave any record of the silent rock rejoicing in the emptiness of sorrow, and we should not pour out our regrets to give life a heavier burden. Hard work. Insist on the footsteps of the will, let your walk be full of sonorous joy. The motivation for hard work not only comes from personal style but also from unity, and the wonderful confidence of co-creation will also overflow with the endless love of the sun, and rhyme with passion and heroism for every chapter of life. The beautiful ideal is the deepest favor of success, and the call of the flag makes us not willing to wait. Fearless of thorns and bumps and muddy winding path obstacles, the future of having a rainbow after the wind and rain flutters One day there will be a door full of light that opens the door of the generous rainbow that we will surely shelter and indulge in hope The modern short poem 3 Faces north, how long have you looked at 437 tombstones The wind and rain have always stood only today to embark on the way home When the 60 springs go with the wind The war is backfilled The tomb smoke has long been dispersed The blades of grass are hanging on the dewdrops Leaving a blood-stained map Bar Yalu River, Songbone Peak, Shangganling. Leave a long roar to make the ghostly enemy continue to tremble and come back
Take the hard bones that your father gave you, and the tenderness that your mother gave you, put pens, seals, water bottles, and clothes. All bring back to you - life is the pride of the motherland Death is the immortal return of the heroes of mankind Ah on the rainbow Extending the rainbow Modern short poems 4 can not begin to forget the end can not end sadness and sorrow Playing with the illusion of rain Happy indebtedness I too much bowed head silence wounded let love be simply grafted night terror dawn lonely dormant in the depths of reincarnation
Lonely breaks the dike and remembers the reincarnation of thoughts
Sadness follows closely in the cycle of thoughts
Silent prayer to you all over the wife want to cover the line of sight happy still strong grass grass cracks on the heart by the street that like your figure tearing memories again drenched I disillusioned rainbow is finally only a gray rainbow Modern short poem 5 Remembrance has become a smoke cloud
You drifted away like a drifting cloud in the sky once again trying to catch you
But I can't tell which one is your one, and I said that the cloud is invariant, and this is what you really look like
I used to see only the side or that
My sky without you lost the light just like the rainbow without the seven colors is no longer the rainbow the clouds are changing every second I have lost myself can not tell which is you, which is me,
