Poems about writing sugar-coated haws 1. Sentences describing sugar-coated haws.
There are all kinds of candied haws in that "century-old shop".
If there is a fruit banana, it is covered with a thick layer of dark chocolate, the chocolate is covered with rock sugar, and the banana is inside. There is a hawthorn embedded in the top and bottom of the banana, like two roses standing in the black soil; If there is walnut bean paste, the hawthorn on it is cut in half, like a doll with its mouth open. The doll has a big piece of bean paste in its mouth, and half a walnut kernel is embedded in the bean paste. There are about five or six on a rope, and each little doll is wearing an ethereal tulle. And persimmons and raisins. Its first string is hawthorn, dotted with sesame seeds, like a pockmarked baby. The second string is persimmon, a thin persimmon wrapped in rock sugar. There are many lines on the persimmon, just like a flower, but the difference is that this is to see the flower through the fog, and the third line is moss, which is green against the rock sugar. And ... It's so beautiful, it makes your mouth water.
2. Poems about sugar-coated haws
Sugar-coated gourd text/strong bitter taste on the shoulders
Let the hot sun alternate with the heavy rain.
The shouts were almost hoarse.
How many years, how many miles, how many bumps.
Accompanied by those who have tasted the sweetness and sweetness of candied haws.
Clothes are not only used to cover the body.
Sweat stains have already left countless marks on it.
I can only see blood-red rock sugar dissolved into crystal tears.
The song "candied haws" has been sung all over the streets.
But who remembers the man who ate candied haws?
Exhaled gasps
Those sour and sweet hazelnuts and hawthorn
In the south, we strive to find an inch of land and a humble foothold.
I thought I couldn't live a rich life, but my mother's white hair is already.
He was fond of it, shaking and picking up the Weiwei candied haws in his hand.
Slowly picked up the receiver, "Mom, I am all right in Shenzhen!"
Not pursuing is abject poverty, and not wandering is a wandering life.
In this way, struggling in the sea of people, the noise of the city has already drowned his voice.
The sugar juice overflowing from the girl's mouth has a man's temperature.
The lady's eyes are no longer as warm as urchins.
Her dog chased the man crazily yesterday.
Regardless of the wind and rain, we must go our own way.
I chose sugar-coated haws. It was just a fragment of my life.
After this moment, you have to extend into the distance.
All I know is that with strong shoulders and a screaming throat.
Shout for fate, sweet and sour as sugar gourd.
Who can remember tomorrow?
That string of glittering and translucent darling.
The life of a foreigner selling sweet and sour food.
September 26(th), 2006
Mix Xuner wrote in Shenzhen.
3. Poems about sugar-coated haws
Sugar-coated gourd text/Xiaoxiao Xuner shoulders rich bitterness, which makes the hot sun and heavy rain alternate with shouts. I've been almost hoarse for years. Accompanied by those who have tasted candied haws, how many miles and how many bumpy steps they have traveled together. It's not just used to cover the body. Sweat stains left countless traces on it. Only the blood-red rock sugar has dissolved into crystal tears. Although the song "candied haws" has been sung all over the street, who can remember the man who ate the breath from his candied haws and struggled to find an inch of land in the south by relying on those sour and sweet hazelnuts and hawthorn? I didn't want to live a rich and expensive life from a humble standpoint, but my mother's white hair is already the love of his heart. I picked up my hands that smelled of candied haws and slowly picked up the receiver. "Mom, everything is fine in Shenzhen!" Not pursuing abject poverty, not wandering, but a wandering life struggling in the sea of people, and the noise of the city has already drowned his voice. The sugar juice overflowing from the girl's mouth has the temperature of a man. The lady's eyes are no longer as warm as those of an urchin. Yesterday, her dog ran after the man, and she had to go her own way regardless of the wind and rain. She chose sugar-coated haws, which was just a fragment of her life. After this moment, she had to extend into the distance. She only knows how to use her powerful shoulders and her screaming throat. Shout to fate, shout sweet and sour like sugar gourd. Tomorrow, who can remember the string of glittering and translucent darling, the life of the exotic man who peddles fine sweet and sour? On September 26th, 2006, Xiaoxiao Xuner wrote in Shenzhen.
4. Rhyming sentences of sugar-coated haws
1, time is really a nuisance, it changes everything without anyone's consent.
There is no corner in this world where I can live. 3. If you don't wake up, you just don't wake up and sleep all the time? 499 seconds.
Is it enough for a person to swallow a pot of cold rice? Is it enough for a person to make a decisive decision to end his life? Is there enough snow to cover an uneasy soul? 5. What a long memory. Compared with the shameful reality, it is precious.
6. I am incompetent and gave birth to a daughter like you. 7. It is said that life is incomplete without first love before the age of eighteen.
8. Motherly love is humble. Dad's "love" is shameful.
My love is out of reach. 9. But who can tell me how far it is forever? 10, look, love, this is love.
Love drives Misa crazy. 1 1. Suddenly, I was thinking: Is our heart like these small gravel, only by constantly tightening ourselves through narrow gaps can we convert and stop being lonely? 12, the hourglass is upside down and repeated, and the pain of life is experienced again and again.
99 seconds. 13, "Don't wake up, we meet again", as if he were always the prologue of this sentence.
14, bow your head, this is the most subtle way to refuse. 15, fate is thinking that you have walked a big circle, but you are still in the same place.
Besides, the place is crowded with people who are laughing at your stupidity. 16. There may be many people in this world, but they are not as annoying as we think.
Just do something wrong once in a while. 18, the hourglass remembers the time we forgot.
Let it move, the heart will not move, and if it moves, it will die. 20. My name is Mo Woxing. I am a sick child, in the spring of the world. 2 1, sleepy ... let me go back to sleep ... 22, I told myself more than once that I want to be a good boy, and I can't do this or that. This is what I asked myself after I left in vain, and I don't want to violate it.
Although when I carry out this promise to myself, my heart often aches. 23. I know, everyone.
I should leave. As hot as a kite flying into the blue sky.
24. When you make a decision that you think is absolutely right, reality gives you a heavy slap in the face-this is God teaching you how to bow your head. 25. You know, happiness is so hard-won. For me, it is always like a bubble. When it comes, it is crystal clear, and when it goes, it is quick and ruthless.
26, Pleasebebrave27, feelings are a plague, I am fucking dead. 28. Even if he is good at calculation and deception, how can you have the heart to call him hypocritical?
Beautiful and arrogant porcelain doll, people only want to believe that she is just willful. 29. Some people are the doom of others, and some people are the salvation of others. From Misa's blog > If I fall asleep, please don't wake me up! 3 1, our forgotten laughter and all the courage to sacrifice for each other will disappear.
32. In fact, I am weak. I understood before you became strong, and all this will soon become a memory. 33. Only last ounce of courage seeks the light.
I want to be a clean girl and forgive me for not forgiving those young mistakes easily. So, goodbye is the only choice.
Oh, honey, wake up. I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. Maybe Misa's weak shoulders can't support your whole world. 36. A person who is afraid of loneliness is always lonely.
37. Hate and fear of death. 38. After the disaster, everything was rebuilt like a new life. We are so lucky.
39. I deserve it, and I am willing. 40. How happy I am if I can give you love and touch.
4 1, and I will leave eventually, flying like a kite to the blue sky. 42. If one day I die, you can forget everything in my world and leave no room. It's that simple.
43. Lean there, lean there, lean there. Goodbye, my seventeen.
Adeane, my 17-year-old 45, a redemption many years ago, and the pain I witnessed many years later, is it enough to pay for it with my whole life? 46. On the day I left, my past began to sleep, please don't wake it up, please maintain my last self-esteem. 47. I am strong and live in the mud that no one pays attention to, with great loneliness and great glory. 48. The hourglass is inverted repeatedly, and the analgesia of life will go through again and again.
How many 99 seconds are there in life? How much courage does it take to bear heartache again and again? 49, 17 years old stories always start with the happiest tone in sunny weather, as if the storyteller really doesn't know how sad the ending will be. 50. I stood there panting, feeling very sad but comforting myself: in fact, I just want to see you, whether you are here or not.
5 1. forgiveness should be a virtue. I really hope to have it. 52. Fate has long been arranged by the hand hiding in the dark, but we have never noticed it ourselves.
Of course, I know my illness is not serious. People with dragon guards like me can always go forward in desperate situations. 54. What is a real man? Just, brave, strong, enterprising, at least, can protect people around you.
Although my youth is as broken as autumn leaves, it falls at the touch, but before landing, I have to keep my pride and dignity, and I don't want to be laughed at. 56. Bury the promise of happiness.
Genius will shine a little. When I realize that I have forgotten you, I can never draw a pause of despair.
58. She told me not to wake up, my dear Moxi, Moxi. She is the tranquilizer of my frightened night and the first ray of sunshine in my morning. I love her. I don't care what others say.
-from Misa's blog "I'm waiting for the dawn" 59. We will be together forever, Misa. I want to believe.
But who can tell me how far it is forever? 60. True love will never be separated from each other. 6 1, it's not terrible to lose everything. What I'm afraid of is that we can't resist memories.
62. I am a great bug, and I live a strong life in the mud that no one pays attention to. 63. The boat of destiny may capsize at any time. Grasping a straw in time is a skill I must master.
64. You can put the photo of your lover on the outside. That is proud and bright love, and you will hide that photo deeply.