In the fourth grade of modern poetry, some classic words hit the soul instantly. Excerpts from this book record the famous sayings of countless sages. Excerpting good words and sentences is conducive to enriching the material library in the brain. Famous sayings can make a composition more profound. It is a living habit to extract modern poetry in grade four.

From the fourth grade of modern poetry 1 (1)

I am waiting for you.

I looked at the dim light outside.

Just like looking to the future,

My heart shook my ears.

Why haven't you come yet? hope

Allow flowers to bloom every second.

I'm waiting for your footsteps,

Your jokes, your face,

Your soft hair,

Everything is waiting for you;

I hope that every second,

Go to hell.-Where are you?

I want you to make my heart ache,

I want you to smile like a flame,

Want your flexible waist,

The flying star in your hair horn;

I fell into a drunken atmosphere,

Like an island,

Floating and sinking involuntarily between the waves of python green. ...

Oh, I want to eat it so much

Your arrival, longing

That magical yutan

Open the top of time!

Why don't you come? You have a heart!

You know, I know you know,

It was a fatal blow that you didn't come to me,

Kill the spring in my life,

Teach darkness as strong as iron in the mine,

Oppressing my thoughts and breathing;

Kill the poor bud of hope,

Hand me over like a prisoner.

(2)

When I was a child,

Homesickness is a small stamp,

I'm at this end,

Mom is over there.

When I grow up,

Homesickness is a narrow ticket,

I'm at this end,

The bride is over there.

Later,

Homesickness is a short grave,

I'm outside,

Mom's inside.

now

Homesickness is a shallow strait,

I'm at this end,

The mainland is over there

Excerpts from Modern Poetry, Grade Four, Grade Two (1)

In the days of flowers and noise,

June bid farewell to the season of spring breeze.

Crystal clear,

Open a pure heart,

Jade curtains slowly opened.

The little angel in makeup on the stage,

Go on and on about it,

The tree is full of colorful stories.

The sky is as blue as water,

Who is it, with a wet red handkerchief,

Cover your excited eyes.

(2)

The hazy sunset glow,

Against the dark green shadow of the building,

You emerge from the fog and rain,

Blushing after bathing,

How many languages and past events,

All melted in a smile,

We walked into the night sea,

To save the lost stars.