the stars are twinkling in a
deep blue sky
I never heard them
in silence
in the twilight
They deeply praised each other
two
childhood!
It's the truth in the dream
It's the dream in the truth
It's a tearful smile when remembering
Three
Tremors in the boundless expanse
The dark island
The moon has come up
The source of life
The place where she died!
four
little brothers!
three bright and joyful stars in my soul
gentle
unspeakable
children in the depths of my soul!
Five
Darkness
How to describe it deeply
The depth of the soul
The depth of the universe
The rest place in the bright light
Six
Mirrors
On the contrary, I feel unnatural
It's better to turn over the past
Seven
Wake up.
The gong, which listens to the sound of fortune-telling,
breaks the fate of the world
Eight
Residual flowers adorn the numerous branches
Birds fly away
Scattered all over the floor
Is life such a glimpse
Nine
Dreams are the most unavoidable!
clearly
honestly
tell
the secrets and worries in your own soul
ten
green buds
and young people say
develop yourself!
pale white flowers
and young people say
contribute yourself!
The crimson fruit
says to the youth
Sacrifice yourself!
Eleven
Infinite Mystery
Where to find him
After smiling
Before speaking
It is infinite mystery
Twelve
Humans!
Love each other
We are all long-distance travelers
We are all at the same destination
Thirteen
A corner of the city wall
The blue sky
The extreme purpose is boundless
That is, there is a world in the sky
Fourteen
We are all natural babies
Lying in the cradle of the universe <
You can come into my garden.
Don't pick my flowers.
Look at the thorn of the rose.
It hurts your hand.
Sixteen
Young people!
For later memories
Carefully draw your present picture
Seventeen
My friend!
Why do you say I'm silent?
There were some writers who were
beyond words
eighteen
!
sow your seeds in good faith to
find your fruits anytime and anywhere
19
My heart
crosses the sea of ups and downs of time
2
branches of happiness
are in the hands of the god of fate
looking for someone to pay completely
.
Why is it only deeply wrapped in the lingering sound?
It's the infinite sound of trees
It's the infinite moonlight
Twenty-two
Birth and departure
It's the hazy moonlight
Death
It's the haggard fallen flower
Twenty-three
The lamp of the soul
It's bright in silence
.
Get up and praise him.
It's the end of silence.
It's eternal rest.
Twenty-six
The high mountains
The deep and wide sea
It's a cold heart
It's a warm tear
Poor tiny people!
Twenty-seven
Poet
is the greatest happiness in the world fantasy
and the deepest disappointment in fact
Twenty-eight
Haibo of my hometown!
Your splashing waves
used to knock on my rock drop by drop
so did they knock on my heartstrings drop by drop
Twenty-nine
My friend
I'm sorry for you
All I can offer is a cold smile
Thirty
Is this how time has passed?
thirty-one
home is the most ungrateful
people's tears
their harvest
thirty-two
the thorns of roses
the hatred of those who climb and pick
their own comfort
thirty-three
Mother!
Put aside your worries
Let me sink into your arms
Only you are the settlement of my soul
Thirty-four
It is not the rolling waves
but the tiny sand under him
Thirty-five
Thousands of angels
Get up and sing praises to children
Children!
His tiny body
contains a great soul
thirty-six
the sunlight penetrates into the crevices of the stone
and the tiny thorn fruit says
Stick out your head with my strength
and liberate your imprisoned self!
The trunk of the tree came out
The solid rock
split in two
Thirty-seven
Artists!
Is the body and the world
separated by a heavy fog of light
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well field
listening to the river under the gurgling mountain
the chilly wind
blowing your hair
looking back on the horizon
adding a few lights
are they stars
or lights?
You
are pitiful after parting
How can you see me again now!
forty
my friend!
Don't trust me
cause you endless troubles
I'm just a weak person driven by ideological trends!
forty
the night is already deep
my heart will be open
a wandering traveler
the god of thought
will come unexpectedly
forty-two
clouds are in the sky
people are on the ground
thoughts are trapped by facts
which is the root of all the pain.
Please allow me to ask only one sentence
A solemn sentence
Have I not misunderstood you?
Forty-five
The bigger the flower of speech
The smaller the fruit of behavior
Forty-six
The candle on cooking
still shines!
tune it repeatedly
play it again!
waiting for
my distant brother
to come to the door from the night
forty-seven
my childhood friend
Haibo
Mountain shadow
splendid sunset
tragic horn
Are we estranged now
forty-eight
Weak grass!
Be proud.
Only you have decorated the world generally.
Forty-nine
Pieces of poetry are just a few waves in the sea of learning.
However, they are bright, shining, like stars embedded in the sky of the soul.
Fifty
Constant emotions
Should we meet him?
Can he pour out an accident?
Only in this second,
you and I
are an encounter in an infinite life
and a farewell in an infinite life
When we come back,
where can I find you more
fifty-three
My heart!
Be alert
Don't get caught up in the vortex of nothingness!
fifty-four
my friend!
Get up
The morning light is coming
Wash your soul overnight
Fifty-five
Successful flowers
People are only amazed at her brilliance now!
However, at that time, her buds
were soaked with the tears of struggle
were sprinkled with the blood rain of sacrifice
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The rain in the night
The weaving of silk made the poet's mood
57
A calm heart
In any environment
a deeper world can be established
58. Knowledge is yet to come.
Boredom has come faintly.
Fifty-nine
Who believes that a careful whimper
shakes the world
However, it is a drop in the sea of souls.
In the shadow of a light cloud and a light moon,
The wind blows the treetops.
You should create your personality at that time.
Sixty-one <
Don't blow out the candle in my hand.
My home is far away at the end of this dark long journey.
The moment of silence is
after I start writing
before I start writing
63
Show me
my friend!
I'm a swallow across the sea.
I'm looking for a nest separated from water.
Sixty-four
Smart man!
beware of
melancholy words
happy words
sixty-five
creator!
Who can track your brushstrokes?
Millions of pictures
Sunset outside the window every night
Sixty-six
Dusk in the deep forest
Is it the first time
It seems that when did you experience the
Sixty-seven
Fisherman!
It can be seen that Taoist priests envy you
that your life-long career
is above the boundless waves
sixty-eight
poet!
Silence
What you can't write
is absolutely beautiful
Sixty-nine
What a lovely spring morning
!
harmonious wind
strong sleeves
quiet mood
seventy
birds in the air!
Why do you argue with your companions in the cage?
You have your own world.
Seventy-one
These things
are memories that will never fade away.
In the moonlight garden
Under the leaves of vines
On my mother's lap
Seventy-two
The Western Hills!
goodbye!
I can't bear to leave you
but I remember my mother's
seventy-three
boring words
thrown in the furnace
turned into boring flames
seventy-four
Baby
was a great poet
spit out the most complete poems
seventy-five in incomplete words.
Come out and sit in the moonlight
I want to hear about your dream of seventy-six moonlit nights.
It's far away
It's near
But we just don't say anything
Listen to
this tapping sound!
there's a lot of light and fog in front of you
I'm drunk with soft waves!
heavy
seventy-seven
small stones!
be strong.
prepare for the waves that push forward and backward!
Seventy-eight
True sympathy
When you are sad
When you are not happy
Seventy-nine
The waves in the morning
The late tide
It's a normal voice again
Eighty
Mother!
My hair
hangs on your lap
This is the myriad threads you gave me
Eighty-one
Late at night!
Please let me
put down my pen
have quiet contact with you for a few hours
eighty-two
This question is difficult to answer
My friend!
What can decorate your life
Eighty-three
Little brother!
Are you annoyed with me?
Under the shadow of the lamp,
I just cheat you with ridiculous stories
blushing cheeks
gazing eyes
eighty-four
lonely!
How many boats of the mind
float in your soft light
eighty-five
Father!
I wish my heart was
as cold as your sabre
!
eighty-six
The closer the moon is, the thicker the shadow is.
Is life so real?
Eighty-seven
In the sea where I first met,
On the mysterious rocks,
Doubtful lights are shining everywhere.
Thank you for showing me
The boat of life is difficult to navigate!
eighty-eight
crown
is a temporary glory
is a permanent bondage.