A poem shows that danger is coming, or you don't know anything yet, but dangerous things are happening in another place.

Enemy soldiers rolled in like dark clouds in an attempt to tear down the city wall; Our army was ready, and the sun shone on the armor, glittering with gold.

-Li He's "Wild Goose Gate Taishouxing"

(1) Cabin Night

A candle lamp went through several fences.

The moonlight fell in the courtyard well.

Like a fading sunset.

Maybe there are some bugs in the flower.

Take the grass tip as the pipa.

(2) Life

The ancient silence suppressed everything.

No one can say for sure.

Wandering autumn wind, cutting dead leaves

A lot, a lot

In the dim sunset

Time is shaking the lotus and moving far away.

Fall down, fall down

I wonder if anyone will use the moon as a lamp tonight?

Light a raging fire in the open space

Burn, burn ....

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You remember to laugh, half shy and half charming.

Suspected West Lake breeze, falling into green water.

(4) yearning

I long for hell rather than heaven.

Empty happiness and idleness

I just want to be whipped by ghosts.

Take out this hypocritical idea

Tear the humble wings

As a paradise, there is no such refreshing sense of abandonment.

Just like in front of a lost person.

In an instant, the determined waves poured out.

(5) Prose

1

We will always be pedestrians.

Lose happiness

Looking for it again

2

hay

destiny

Are they all decadent empty shells after passion?

three

night falls

Break the fragility that can only be attached to glory.

four

Happiness is sunny.

And people will only be on cloudy days.

Pay attention to the weather

five

Sorrow foretells happiness.

Has entered a new cycle.

six

Flatter people.

When you think you are giving others false happiness.

Do you endure great pain?

seven

Plum blossoms bloom in the cold winter.

This is the spring of hope.

dried-up

eight

Happiness is dying in sorrow.

Sadness is in happiness.

Spread deeper and deeper.

nine

Feelings are like running water

Left and came in again.

10

Sleeping dreams are real.

I didn't realize until I woke up.

The real thing is only in dreams.

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When I catch up with the long-lost memory

I found that everything has been infected.

The floating dust of reality

Before the cicada moved, it felt impermanent and died.

When the shepherds quarrel, the wolf wins.

The red sunset is in the temple outside the temple, and the wind has not yet come, and the wind has already blown the buildings in Xianyang.