Modern lines of poetry 14

Sonnet, also translated as "Shanglaiti", is a transliteration of Italian sonetto, English Sonnet and French Sonnet. It is a lyric poem with strict meter in Europe. Originally popular in Italy, Petrarch's creation made it perfect, also known as "Petrarch style", and later spread to European countries.

Author: Changfeng

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Dear, let me love you warmly!

You can't refuse me to love you with all my heart.

Even if you don't love me, a lonely and poor person,

But you can't refuse my infatuation with you.

Like a spring rain, whether the earth likes it or not,

Will rain showers in fields, land and jungles;

Let the flowers of love bloom and the grass of love flourish,

This is the solemnity, greatness and mission of love.

Like flying snow in winter, whether spring likes it or not,

All bring us good news of the coming of spring;

Will tell me the news that spring is coming,

Let's get ready for the arrival of spring love.

Dear, loving your heart is my sincere wish;

I only hope that you can accept me and accept my dedication of love.

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Dear, let me love you sincerely.

Please accept this sweet love for free and be willing to pay.

Don't think that my love will ask you for a lot in return.

I can love you, which is my reward and happiness.

I will be content to love you,

In the wonderful time of loving you, I also felt the joy of love.

This is the beautiful blessing of flowers to the brilliant sun.

Only solar energy can feel the sadness in flowers.

I don't ask for your return, I don't ask for your love,

If you can feel my love for you, that's enough;

I get happiness and joy from loving you,

Who will complain that the lake of life has no shouting response?

Dear, I have been satisfied with the kindness of love.

I have gained joy and happiness in endless friendship.

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No, I can't tell you my closed heart,

He does not pray for gold, nor does he pray for the care of the powerful.

Only in his beautiful fields, in the quiet jungle.

Work silently and spend a long life happily.

I just want my hand to hold the scepter of green willow branches,

Walking happily in the endless fields and watching the sunrise and sunset;

I just want to wear a crown made of fashionable clothes and ivy.

Cross fields and visit quiet paths every day.

I just want to taste the wheat and fruit of my labor.

May its freshness and fragrance awaken the blinded conscience;

May the sweat of my labor turn into pearls at dawn,

Can be worn on the ears of lovers who have experienced wind, frost and white temples.

If all this comes true, my love, may you,

You also come to share this rich and barren life with me.

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How many people laugh at me with truth, joy and happiness,

Call me an ignorant, conceited and humble coward,

I can't win a beautiful woman's bright and charming smile,

Can't win the attention of the powerful, can't win the promotion.

Yes, I can't win the dust that the world has given me.

Can't win people's return, pity and sympathy;

I have been completely defeated in the battlefield of life.

Can't let fate shine, strong hands care for the soul.

Then let me spend this silent life alone,

Let me work hard on my fertile black land;

Let me drink thin wine, sing songs and listen to the time.

Lying on the green grass, watching the sky and white clouds.

If this is happiness, then I already have it.

I don't have to pray for care, I don't have to pray for gorgeous flowers.

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I quietly looked at the butterflies flying freely on the grass.

Watching it wander on every flower, wandering,

This is a beautiful spring. May the butterfly be light.

You can dance happily in my vast field.

This butterfly will fly lightly in my spring field,

Will fly freely in your beautiful garden,

It will dance on your flowers,

It will also arouse your good feelings of loving and cherishing spring.

So, I quietly watched the butterfly fly lightly.

Watching it wander and stand among the flowers in the field,

I pour all my love into the wings of a butterfly,

I only hope that you can see my love in your flying wings.

Let butterflies fly in your garden and my field,

On those light wings, my friendship is flashing.

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Yes, I work happily on the black land.

Will not get the attention of the world, there will be no reward,

I just put my bright red blood, thoughts, hobbies

It's all planted on black land. I just hope it will grow as soon as possible.

Anyone can laugh at my work,

If my wheat doesn't suit his picky taste,

Only I cherish, only I love this happiness,

Every ray of happiness is full of my exhaustion.

Let them love the beautiful house he didn't build,

To love the happiness and joy brought by this gold,

I just want to cultivate and harvest in the four seasons of the black land.

Wheat and potatoes are full of sadness in winter.

You can laugh at me, but you can't give up.

I give you apples and I give you wheat.

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If there are only quarrels, abuse and accusations in the world,

Only this wine, glory, fighting, betrayal,

Then let me protect my barren and fresh land,

Let me turn my plasma and thoughts into golden seeds.

Give it all to you for free: whether it is

Glory of gold, happiness, fighting love;

Not all wishes have a flag,

I just want to plant my flag in the wilderness and jungle.

I just want to cultivate flowers and wheat seedlings in black soil.

I only want to shed my precious blood for the black land;

Don't say: you will bend over for flowers,

What is there to be ashamed of, uncomfortable and disappointed?

Let me protect my black land, my wheat,

Everything else is free. I'll leave it all to you.

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I love you, do you need to say it?

My burning eyes tell you everything,

It doesn't always follow your busy figure,

I am happy when I see you, but I will cry when I can't see you.

My eyes have been deeply attracted by you,

Your beauty has given it too much in return,

Like butterflies flying and buzzing around you,

I just want to give my heart and soul to song for you.

But I can't sing my heart,

I can only look at you silently and deeply.

Do you feel the love on my wings?

It gives you warmth and comfort like sunshine.

I won't look back, it follows you closely,

It's full of my love for you.

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If you, my love, you will leave,

Please get on the road early and don't hesitate;

Go away, if the winter wind blows.

Blow away the joy, happiness and friendship in my heart.

People are constantly laughing, and friends are constantly abandoning;

What are these scandals and disasters?

No one will do long-term calculations for others.

Your umbrella can't protect me from the cold.

Go away, you, on this stormy night,

No matter how strong the wind is, I can't stand.

In front of me, a powerful shield was set up.

Backstabbing hurts, and gossip can't hurt my heart.

When I put away this shield, your jokes

You will also be driven crazy and lose your helmet and armor.

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I walk alone in the field in spring, in the field.

Flowers are not in full bloom, trees are not green, and grass is budding;

Only the river sings happy songs in spring,

Only the sky is so blue and lovely.

Ah, my friend, how many thoughts are in my heart,

This cavity mind can't tell you;

I can only look at the clouds in the sky,

How many thoughts are floating in the boundless jade mirror.

Friend, a letter hand sends you a cloud,

Let this white cloud bring me full of thoughts,

It will slide across your closed little windowsill,

Turn into rain and land in the garden you want to go.

Ah, my friend, if I see a cloud floating over you.

In front of your window, that's what I sent you in the distance.

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Yes, I once left you and went to a far place;

But I lost my mind in the distance and couldn't control myself;

Even if I cross Qian Shan, my heart is full.

Did you leave you half a step and leave you for a moment?

Yes, I once rejected you deeply,

I went to this world to pursue wine, joy and gold,

But even if I get all these worldly things,

Has my mind ever been at peace for a quarter of an hour?

Forgive my betrayal, forgive my ignorance,

Let me throw myself into your warm arms again,

The lesson is enough, this painful, crystal tears.

Enough to water the fields destroyed by my conscience.

Let me throw myself into your warm arms again

Plow on your fertile black land.

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They always swear that they will leave tomorrow;

But how many people will leave tomorrow, and they are still there;

The orders from their headquarters may be invalid and vague,

Just say: tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow.

I'm still writing a love poem. Maybe this is the last one.

First, but the inspiration of this poem came to my mind again;

How much happiness, how much happiness, I

How to drop the pen and turn away, never looking back?

Make the businessman swear that the goods

If you don't buy it, you won't leave. This is the way of doing business.

Let me continue to write a poem about love,

Don't stop until you write down all your thoughts-this is the poet's way!

A businessman sells his hoarded goods by cheating,

My poems are all my true feelings.

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The slave of this slave, for gold, power,

Flatter his autocratic master, offer gold,

Just one day, for exposure and profit,

Willing to turn himself into a poor power slave.

Ah, lover, if it's just to get you,

Willing to grovel in front of you and please you;

Just dislike me; A slave of a slave,

How to deserve your precious love, your flower branch.

You are so noble, passionate and beautiful;

If you love a flattering slave,

Is to bury pearls in dirty garbage,

Who is worth giving up your noble soul?

To get your precious love, let me be like you.

The same enthusiasm, nobility, loftiness and beauty!

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I will go up the mountain alone, on the mountain.

Climb constantly to understand the beauty of nature;

I will blow a fresh and free wind in the fields,

I let my thoughts roam in the boundless sky.

I will explore every road under my feet, although

I can't print my footprints on every quiet path;

My thoughts will wander on the path for a long time,

Silently watching it go back and forth in the field, far away.

Life, I can't tell you silently.

Tell me full of sadness and feelings;

Let me dedicate it to the happiness of this field,

Let the mind become a cloud wing from south to north.

Maybe enough, enough, my friend,

What troubles and worries do you have that you can't get rid of?

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How nice! I've been struggling at my post all morning.

Put my energy, thoughts, vitality of hands and feet

Into a blazing flame, into a huge roar,

I won the joy and value of the morning.

I kept the machine spinning and making a loud roar.

Let the machine produce more valuable items,

I put all my energy into its rotation, roar,

I'm busy, too, running like a machine.

On the stage of life, whether you are the protagonist,

Or a supporting role, you should play your play seriously,

Whether you cry, complain or laugh during the performance,

Put all your energy into your role.

Let your life continue to spin and roar,

Even if it is a supporting role, it must be performed brilliantly.