Excited eyes
In the days of flowers and noise
June bid farewell to the season of spring breeze.
Clear and transparent
The opening of pure mind
Jade curtains slowly opened.
Little angel with makeup on the stage
Let the baby talk in detail.
The tree is full of brilliant stories.
The sky is as blue as water.
Who used a wet red handkerchief?
Cover your excited eyes.
eye
The music is a little far away.
The window drew the clouds close.
Have a pair of eyes that will miss you
Looking at the sky
Even, every day
Looking at some lonely stars
Every star laughed.
Some heavy nights
So dark
Black as a pair of bright eyes
Mom's eyes
Mother has kind eyes.
The curved phoenix eyes always smile.
In the early years
It is the deep sky I yearn for.
The sun is warm during the day.
Touch me and dance to grow up.
There will be a fairy moon at night.
Holding the twinkling stars in your arms.
Take me to sleep with the princess and peas.
in one's girlhood
It's the engine, the candlelight that keeps me going.
Pat the gravel on your feet and look for a pearl.
Let spring flowers and autumn moon go hand in hand.
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In its world
My immature paintings can be collected in the museum.
A poem actually flies with wings.
It will happily shrink into a line.
This is an April day on earth.
Gentle wind and drizzle bathed the burning youth.
It smiles and blinks.
Soft waves brushed my sleeping forehead.
Cinderella's dream laughed.
It will cry in pain.
Drop by drop seeped into the wound I accidentally broke.
My heart felt the heat of July filariasis.
I used to stay up all night on New Year's Eve.
Light up my dim hope and sew the floral clothes for the New Year.
Flowers dance with the snowman on the snowy field.
When you get married
It was dyed red with tears.
Take yourself out of life.
I erase your reluctance.
Your wrinkles are carved by years, and your white hair is eroded by wind and rain.
As an old pagoda tree, it stands tall in my hometown.
The leaves are swaying and full of exhortation.
Two pairs of eyes
Each of us has two pairs of eyes.
A pair of naked eyes grow on the body.
A pair of eyes are in my heart.
The eyes in this body and the eyes in my heart
As bright, as beautiful.
What's different is that pair of things.
Angle and depth of perception
My eyes are intoxicated.
Sunrise, sunset, flowers bloom.
The eyes in my heart are thoughtful.
The world of mortals is cold and warm, and right and wrong are clear.
Physical eyes-simple
Eyes deep in the heart
A combination of simplicity and profundity
The beauty of our humanity
Let our life be full.
Endless charm