Baba lives, draws water, cooks and takes medicine on time every day.
Put yourself in when the sun is shining,
It's like putting a piece of dried tangerine peel
Drink tea in turn: chrysanthemum, jasmine, rose and lemon.
These beautiful things seem to take me on the road of spring.
So I kept the snow in my heart again and again.
They are too white, too close to spring.
Read your poems in a clean yard.
The world is in a trance like a sparrow that suddenly flies by.
And time is bright, and I am not suitable for being deeply grieved.
If I send you a book, I won't send you poetry.
I will give you a book about plants and crops.
Tell you the difference between rice and barnyard grass
I tell you, barnyard grass is terrible.
spring
Xi Murong's The Flowering Tree
How to let you meet me
In my most beautiful moment
for this reason
I prayed in front of the Buddha for 500 years.
Begging for it makes us have a dusty relationship.
Then the Buddha turned me into a tree.
Follow the path you may take.
In the blooming flowers, I wait in the sun.
Every flower carries my previous hopes.
When you get close,
Listen carefully
Trembling leaves are the passion I am waiting for.
You finally walked past without paying attention.
On the ground behind you
Friend, that's not a petal.
It is my withered heart
I want to waste time with you.-Li Yuansheng
I want to waste time with you, such as looking down at the fish.
For example, put the teacup on the table and leave.
Waste their beautiful shadows
I also want to waste the sunset, such as walking.
Kill all the stars
I have to waste time when it's windy.
Sit in the hallway and stare blankly until there are dark clouds in your eyes.
It was blown out of the window.
I wasted the world, and it passed me by.
Tired, like never being loved.
But I will do it again tomorrow, wasting my time.
There are flowers and plants everywhere, and life should be as beautiful as them.
As meaningless as a wasted movie.
Desperate love and death
Bring us a short silence.
I want to waste it with you
A wasteful silence, a long meaningless silence.
Kill the delicate and ancient universe together.
For example, leaning against the railing and looking down at the mirror of water.
Until everything is wasted.
Behind us, thin wings have grown.