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Modern Poetry Recitation About Tanabata 7 Articles

The Tanabata Festival, also known as the Beggar's Day, the Festival of Seven Coincidences, or the Birthday of the Seven Sisters, originated in China, and is a traditional festival in the Chinese region as well as in some East Asian countries that are influenced by the Han Chinese culture. The following is a selection of 7 modern poems recited by me about the Tanabata, welcome to read, I hope it will be helpful to you.

Modern Poetry Recitation on Tanabata 1

The rain on Tanabata

Sounding into the heartstrings

Soughing and disturbing the dream

Speechless and hard to sleep

This morning in the garden

Dot to dot the pearl light flashes

Cowboys will be weaving maidens

Tears stained with dust and tears.

Tears are staining the world

A thousand years of marriage is bitter

It's hard to make one face at a time

The immortals are depressed

How can it be like being on the earth

Modern Poetry Recitation on Tanabata

What's the date of this evening

I don't dare to ask, I don't dare to think, and I don't dare to look at the light moon color

The beautiful light is so bright, it's hard to see the moon.

The beautiful light

It's best to keep everything quiet or cold

There is no sound, no tears, no traces or poems

Except for the wind's deliberate

The heart has long been emptied out and taken away

The remaining skin, withered as a remnant of the lotus

The microwave does not rise

The injection is filled with only the sadness of this life

Layer by layer, the scabs have formed.

The joy of the grapevine

At that time, the grapes were ripe, and you were in high spirits

Nicknamed my flower season, my long hair was flying

The last snuggle we had

The entanglement of the ring

was also torn by the Devil's jealousy and hate, the pieces of grief

More than a decade

Day and night I've been tormented by my loneliness, and

the faintly purple dreamland

your snickering, my murmuring with the magpies ......

you're really vicious

since then, making my love unprecedented

Modern Poetry Recitation on the eve of the 7th day of the 7th month3

Miserable, miserable,

Couple thousand years in love.

Galaxy with ten thousand miles of waves,

Magpies build bridges in unison,

Bridges to build, bridges to build,

Cold toad light*** Mu.

Modern Poetry on Tanabata4

The Milky Way is in the sky

Generations have separated the Cowherd and the Weaving Maiden

The Magpie Bridge is built again tonight

The Cowherd and the Weaving Maiden are looking forward to it

You and I will never see each other again

Sighing at the winds of autumn, and regretting the rain

The summer has come and gone.































This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world who has been in a hurry for a long time to get to the top of the world. strong> Modern Poetry about Tanabata5

Cowboys and Weaving Maidens Meet at the Magpie Bridge

An Ancient Legend A Source of Love Poetry

Longing for Each Other is a Bitter Affliction

The Two Sides of the Milky Way Look Forward to Each Other

Three Hundred and Sixty-Five Days of Dreaming

The Love Threads of the Milky Way Are Unrequited

The Magpies Build Bridges and Reunite

The Cowboys and the Weaving Maidens Meet at the Magpie Bridge

No one listens to the whispers under the grapevine

No one turns to the old stories anymore

The Tanabata festival is a commercial war

There are many ways to make money

The cowherd and the weaving maiden are in love at the magpie bridge

Tearful eyes and drizzle speak of their thoughts

Envious of a good marriage in the world

The two of them are happy in the water and the fish are happy in the fish

Today, the first day of the year. Farewell

Three hundred and sixty-five days minus one day

The Milky Way looks at each other and dreams are hard to come true

Tonight

I won't close the door

I won't turn off the lights either

I'm going to grab a handful of loneliness

and put it in my cup

Alone

I'll sip it carefully

And wait for it

Tonight

You're not alone, you're not alone. p>

You're not a returnee

You're just

a piece of scenery

Modern Poetry About Tanabata

Even if

the whole sky is torn up

it can't tear

the bond between us

even if

it is just the same as the one between us.

Just looking at each other across the river

is better than

a lifetime of fine clothes and concubines

Sometimes

real life really is like

a screaming train through the dream world.

The noisy front of the train

can't hide the loneliness at the rear

Yet

it's a tender day

and the countless

glances through the grapevines

are recklessly sketching

the cowherd and the weaving maiden in everyone's heart

the whole sky

is just one piece of paper with a lot of love written on it.

I have never been able to understand

what kind of reason

moved the hard-hearted Queen Mother

to have this

annual love affair

could it be that in the depths of the raging Milky Way

there is a hidden treasure

buried there too?

The Queen Mother's teenage years

Those never-to-be-forgotten memories

Modern Poetry about Tanabata

Today is a beautiful day

I'm going to write a poem for you

On this Tanabata night

My heart is once again tidal for you

I'm going to write a poem for you

My heart is once again tidal for you

My heart is once again tidal for you

My heart is once again tidal for you

My heart is once again tidal for you

Whenever I hear your heartfelt call

Whenever I think of

the way you look at the stars at night and miss me

Whenever I see your footprints wandering in my space

I want to write a poem for you

When I think of you

I can't help but dial your cell phone

Every time I think of you

Every night I think of you

I want to write a poem for you.

I always look at the stars

I hope the stars will tell me how much I love you

Whenever I think of you

I always wander into your space

I read every poem you wrote for me

Do you still remember when we met

That day was also the eve of the seventh moon

The sadness in your eyes was so great that it made me want to write a poem for you.

The sadness and bewilderment in your eyes

made my heart wet

You said you liked my writing too

You said you were curious about me

You said that ever since you stepped into my meadow

Every one of my words

is like a crystal dewdrop

exuding the smell of the countryside

It seems

I find myself in it

You're sad beyond words:

"That's a sad story

That's a long-lost memory

Whenever it's late at night

When I'm drunk

I often let my heartache torment me alone

I'm not sure if I've ever heard of you before.

I thought I was going to spend the rest of my life in the dark

I thought I was going to meet the right person at the wrong time

My heart is in a state of flux ......"

The days of love are full of sweetness

You said that the days of love are full of sweetness

You said that you were going to meet the right person.

You said you liked the way I look like a little girl

You said you liked the way I look like a little girl

You said you would like to brush my hair in the morning

You said you would like to stay together for the rest of your life

The days of our love are full of sweetness

You said you liked the way I look like a little girl

I would like to be in your hands

I would like to be in the hands of the people you love

I would like to be in the hands of the people you love

I would like to be in the hands of the people you love. p> I long to be the woman who dances alone in your palm

I dream of wearing a white wedding gown for you

I hope that in every morning sunshine

you brush my long green silk

I pray that I can be with you for the rest of my life

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