Release date: July 7, 26
Expression
I think it's you. Who am I
You say it's me, and you think it's me, saying that God's auras
auditory hallucinations make me thin, and the piano
The stone from the bird's beak flies on my shoulders like a city. Say no
beautiful women are all similar
so are their fates
The life of water is my eternal yearning
People who have nothing
See everything as yours
You will be illusory and rich and strong
My room can hold nine suns
The grass taller than the sky fills the air like smoke
The lake and white clouds bigger than the palm wash your face. The devil is actually naive.
I eat words, and the cold is my clothes.
Tears soak the sea, and salt is my bones.
Fish take a draft leaf and bathe in fragrant snow.
People who have no love are transformed into King Kong.
When our ashes are together,
petals mixed with roses are scattered.
Fragrant rivers touch the earth.
Sad spring climbs. Hard phantom
Some people sow sperm, Spirituality of life
I get older every day when I chew Chinese characters
I can't see the future. There is no bride
grazing lightning and eagles in the grassland of the sky
chasing clouds and the sun from the eagle's eyes
The sun is the deepest darkness
devouring the starry night and death
The man who fought with time
fell into the arms of poetry
It is illusory to wake him up. , also like the poem of Needle Mang, a mental illness
needs to be saved with the soul
The problem that God can't understand
is left to people
When it rains,
lips and eyebrows are crying
Creating a life smarter than human beings
That is an almost impossible miracle
When the sea dries up and heaven falls
. Let time age
a hundred years later, I talked with my relatives and friends in heaven
about our earthly time
The sea on the tip of a needle
That night, human beings were not yet born
My heart and I ran wildly in the light of heaven
The moonlight splashed the dew of God
The master of the unbearable silence, Creating everything
Solidified time and space flows
People who love and hate me change their faces
Those who hate me make my blood splash on the high wall
Love is a dress
Marriage, put it on
Life is a hole in the dress
Fingers are leaking and scars are hurting
Life with gods
Life with gods. Someone touches death
The auditory hallucination makes people feel suspicious and confused
The soft-spoken banshee smiles
Poet, stay
Use my amorous feelings as your wedding bed
A fox lies on the throne of the forest
A leopard chews up fur jewels
A poisonous snake tears and entangles a flower cat in estrus
An elephant that is a Buddha has stepped on my body like a river. The wisdom of sansheng
douses sensual desires and vulgar thoughts, showing the holy tower shadow
Birds are God's sperm
The sky and clouds that breed ideas
The sea on the needle tip, every drop of it
sinks human beings. The smug bugs on the earth
the stars are all over the sky
The stars are like the cells of the Great God
In whose mind are they bright
My physical sky is as high as the sky
Blue light draws inspiration from nature
Land is the house of the ocean
There are countless bitter illusions of life
Mountains are bones washed hard by tears
They are covered with ice and snow. Sunshine and spring
The flying eagle sleeps in the dark
Dreaming that birds are like broken clouds
I surrender to beauty
Only for the mountains and rivers prostrate at my feet
Who will chop off my head and soak it in a rising pool of blood
Who will boil plum blossoms with wine in his eyes, and speak like a goddess
Your love is cruel enough to bite your teeth and make the kingdom of heaven tremble < Not as old as me at all
Your hand is sugar, which sticks to my hand
My mouth is a rope. Tie up my thoughts about you
Some people die for love, others live for love
Between life and death, there are flowing stones and sea water.
I have blue eyes that rotate day and night
Staring at the vast universe and looking for my soul home
. Which grain of sand am I
pressed under the blue glass of the sea
the thin soul of the canyon
brought a line of fishing sky
scattered flowing water and long lines of poetry
Rocky rocks built up my illness and loneliness
Poetry belongs to the poet
Poet's compassion belongs to all beings
God improvised human beings
The stars of the universe gave birth to gods
. This way, my father
dreaming egg
wakes up and becomes a chicken
beats the drum surface of the eggshell
plays a poem that leaks air from my skin
I don't believe in good and evil easily
I also doubt the real dream
It's harder to be a good man than to live
It's easier to be a good poet than to die
The one who kicked the flying ants. Fart is like leaving
insects chirping in the desolate ruins of mud and grass
pillow covered with dew
How beautiful, young girl
wrinkles have not been found yet.
Leaves blowing the sky with your eyes
Curved eyebrows covering the river
You have charmed 1, people
I am 9,999
You have a charming smile, the wall. Understanding life through deep pupils
can lead to wisdom
seeing through women. Only in this way can you love mature
A small boat soaked in waves
is a grave with floating tears and blue light
Burying alcohol and birds in the sky
Until salt grains burn, flame and aging
On earth
Filling the stomach with poison and money
Watching cowards and clowns wave their claws
Stunning beauties hollowing out their eyes
The power of erotic magma spewing and reproduction < The river is crazy
Superman holds his thoughts and limbs above his head
The vanished earth
A bride ravaged by the night
Dust falls into the dust, weeds entangle and scatter
Snow and waves, beautiful words
Face full of water, bare feet
Melt the silent love
Who will call my dream away
. Wandering around the world
inspired words grow old overnight
People are fragile rocks and thatched grass
Pleasant bodies are short-lived
Holy souls peck at flames
Crows with smelly mouths stain my reputation
Adversity and illness make me infatuated with
the time when the prophet blew his dream crazily, and Lunan marveled at
a joint military exercise. A NATO bomb
let the flood wash away my shame
let the truth kiss my ass
let God cry with a layer of paper loess
bury the blood and bones of martyrs
those who are in trouble, those who are rich
those who are sinful and humble
don't know their transformed bodies
You should love them. Like the reincarnation of loving Buddha
The devil plays with the fate of all beings
Death breaks the garland of all beings
Since death is your doting child
God, you are so fair that I want to vomit
Legend has it that there is a magic mirror that can look into the darkness
A few grains of copper sweat on the skin feed the people
Finger a golden mountain to destroy corrupt officials
I praise shameless, numb and greedy. I see
the sky blows out the roaring thoughts of the mountain peaks
the tongue of the sea rolls up fishing villages and waves
more than 6 billion fireflies, and more than 6 billion destiny is like sand
melting into the dark and flashing heartbeat
human beings are a desperate disease
treating themselves with diseases
like licking blood on a blade and sharpening a knife on a fire
kissing the lips of death with a gun. A few peach blossoms of life and death
The war is like an innocent gallows
The hegemonic head is hung high, the racial flag
The flame of a black cat blows the scream of a gray mouse
An Arab match bursts into laughter
Babylonian ants fill the teeth of a lion
The tree of a tank destroys dictatorial weeds
I, who am fighting with illness
Abandon the roaring rocks and offer Chinese chastity. Death melts death
The river accepts the gaze of time
Ancestors who are attached to the earth fly in the sky
Bury in the soil, grow rice and wheat and their hometown
Spit and curse in their ears
Reveal the secrets of God. Poem panic
Soul passes through my body
Like light, it beats glass and plasma
Moonlight melts into ice caves and ashes
Bare branches reveal the noise of sunshine
I am afraid of ghosts seducing seductive fox spirits
Sleeping in my dream love
Living in the world of Yin and Yang, wiping my face of Yin and Yang
above the sun and moon, Replacing life and death with warmth and coldness
Flying wheels crush human skins
Illusion physical strength is gradually consumed by footprints
Tired and frightened, I miss the kingdom of heaven
Clear songs and dances splash the fairy's fragrant soul
The bones of the river lantern, Hot peppers
water the heart of blood fire
The starry sky turns to hum ancient songs
Step on the lonely fur of the night
Crazy brain cells nourish inspiration
Maybe alien life has visited the world
Take away my dreams and happiness
Leave behind the wisdom of God, the whine of birds and the poems of illness. Release date: July 7, 26 < Clockwise walking in God's mind
I perceive several world revivals
The person who travels in a word
Tired the feet of poetry
The devil who plays tricks on me
I want to curse the fornication of hell
The person who laughs at me
I want to be higher than the darkness of heaven
God gives me the wife and concubine of clouds
I want the only snow and love. Too deep
lust burns the beauty that kills people
immortal, angry, filthy ghost
The world gives spiritual flesh to the devil
I give spiritual flesh to those who wait for me
I long for happiness and hate it
I seek love and give up love
Everyone is a god
All languages are miracles
When the light of Israel passes through my mind < I want to find a Jewish girl
who died peacefully in the sky
The sun mourned for him
That beautiful jade that was polished at night
exudes the fragrance of ghosts
When I write down your empty number
I'll call you when you are old
I'll pay you back the autumn in Jerusalem
I want the wrinkles and sand of your life
. Shut up and listen to each other's feelings
It's strange that many crickets are chirping in my room
It seems to indicate something
If humans don't allow me to love you
How can there be no war in the world
Confessions
Crazy prophets are virgins blowing snow
The wizards in the canyon are obsessed with writing poems
The sun casts a shadow. Moonlight is a string of darkness
I can withstand the weak lightning in heaven
If you can't see my soul
Don't denigrate my figure
I summon the tiger worms in Mount Tai with my mind
I also decipher the inspiration of Dihuo with riddles
The mute children born by poets
Time and painstaking efforts are the best commemoration
When the light notes melt the sunshine
My words sing old. Overmating pigsty
Who dares to laugh at the loneliness of the pig herder
Since you can't find a wife
Find a good wife
Write a line of idiotic words
Sleeping insects are snoring in the hot sun
Bees buzz like sunshine
Hear the blush and heartbeat of flowers
The beauty and ugliness created by God
Connect your fingerprints and feelings. P > Flowing on other men
I am in awe of the nature and imagination given by God
Inspired by flying birds and flowers
Sea water soaks soft bones, My mother's warm womb
shows my home and my path
Fantasy and truth
Dream Devil has given me a country
My people are hungrier than the sand sea
My military and police are weaker than the guns
My officials are as dirty as my shit
My rivers trample on the waves of democracy
My beauty is thrown into the arms of wild animals
I want to cry, the sky. My throat is numb with Tiger Claw
My country was destroyed by foreign iron hoofs
My prison locked in humiliating anger
I licked the poison from the wound
I died like a mouse, and I was inspired to revive
The lightning carriage pulled away a group of noisy ghosts
The dark night soaked the road and my stumbling feet
The driver shook terror like a silent straw
. I opened the door of evil
illusory sexual desire flooded with sin and greed
the stick that robbed people by drinking blood, the knife that bullied their wives and daughters
fled to the deadly bandits' nest
The wind slipped on the water
Nothing was left except water waves
I broke the cliff with the idea of flying
Time penetrated the soil. Grass-roots talk
auditory hallucination deprives me of my freedom of thought
Who are you and me?
Dig deep wisdom and emotion
Give all things in existence a spirituality and scale
Sing a naive song all my life
Love someone who has no chance
Let Chinese wade through the water and climb the hill all my life
Far away, far away, far away, and kill on me
Absolutely. Image of sunshine
Sex is like regeneration, Tired and sad
My parents are the gods on earth
They have turned me from a seed into a person
I believe that there is a place to go beyond life and death
It can show everything about auditory hallucinations
Evil spirits and I are like two parallel lines
There will never be an intersection
Behind this superficial world
There is a more real home
Forget the cycle and dreams in the world
. An answer
One is me, the other is me
One is that I have lived in another city for many years
The other is that I have nightmares about others in bed
Who is the ID, who is the real me
I am confused about staying up all night and hallucinating
My childhood slides are lost
Many TV beauties wear my greedy colors