1. Are there any modern poems about red beans?
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Seeing tranquility in the river
Seeing emaciation in the mulberry tree,
Swallows coming south and south take away the acacia beans.
When people meet at dusk,
is a kind of lazy freedom,
Thinking of red beans,
letting go of sorrow,
Will the face remain the same?
Who goes to the east of Magpie Bridge,
and looks at the more important buildings?
A few steps of wandering is a kind of willing waiting,
Who is east of Magpie Bridge,
Can’t get enough of it?
Four steps and one stop,
Three steps and one walk,
Two steps and one head up...
Pick up your luggage,
Forgetting the weight, I rolled up my sleeves,
Still missing the red beans,
Can I stay one more night...
Put down the bamboo basket, < /p>
Pick up the water and wine,
It’s drunken tenderness,
Don’t take the red beans away,
I’m afraid you’ll go far away, < /p>
I have been reluctant to look back...
The beautiful temples,
The old long skirt,
People change things,
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In just a few years,
Who will leave their name here?
The repaired roof,
is a white cloud closing the sun.
You can forget yourself,
You can’t forget your feelings,
The scenery of your dreams! ! ! !
Red beans grow in the southern country,
When spring comes, a few branches will grow.
I hope you will pick more of them.
This is the most loved thing.
Red beans grow in the south, and branches are rare in the Central Plains. After reading Wang Wei's poem, I already felt lovesick.
It is as hard as steel, and it clangs into the jade cup. The sad cuckoo drips with blood, but the long-lasting love is deep red.
It is like a treasure in the box, and it is a gift to you with deep love. Leaving each other behind for years, wisps of sunset.
Time passes with the temples, and hate flutters after passing by. A red bean brings about endless lovesickness.
There are two red beans on the keychain
The day you gave it to me was in the afternoon of Chun Nong
The tears I shed while holding it were mostly due to regretful dreams 中
At the beginning
you gave me red beans
because you wanted to cherish your thoughts forever
I accepted the red beans
I want to sow love
Now
Our hearts have long become two helpless red beans
Tie on a long key chain
p>Watching the lonely autumn one after another...
Hello, I hope I can help you! 2. Poems about Hongdou
Send a kite with love silk, and express your love in the wind.
Mandarin ducks live in red bean trees, falling in love with each other. (Wuya) Red beans grow in the south. How many branches will they sprout when spring comes? I hope you will pick more of them, this is the most loved thing.
("Lovesickness" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty) The crescent moon is as curved as an eyebrow, but there is no reunion. Hong Dou couldn't bear to look at it, her eyes were filled with tears of lovesickness.
(Tang Dynasty Niu Xiji's "Shengchazi") Luo Nang embroiders two phoenixes, and jade combines to carve two owls. There are red beans soaked in orchid paste, which I remember fondly every time.
("Yuhe" by Han Xie of the Tang Dynasty) The iris flowers bloom and the butterflies fly, and the partridge grass grows and the partridges cry. Acacia trees were planted in front of the court, but all the lovesick people have not returned.
(Tang Dynasty Wu Ruilong's "Bamboo Branch Poems") Lighting a lamp at the bottom of the well, the master is always playing chess. Do you know that the red beans embedded in the exquisite dice make you miss me deeply? (Tang Dynasty Wen Tingyun's "Xintian Sheng Willow Branch Poetry") Acacia seeds are planted in Jiangtou, and the trees are grown and sent to people visiting the hometown.
(Tang Dynasty Wen Tingyun's "Jincheng Song") The red beans peck at the remaining parrot grains, and the green parasols perch on the old phoenix branches. (Tang Du Fu's "Eight Autumn Poems" No. 8) Take the red beans in the treasure box, and pick up the green diamonds in the dowry.
("Children" by Lu Yande of the Tang Dynasty) Red rain drops among the red bean trees, and those who love their teachers cannot live with them. (Part 2 of Guanxiu of the Tang Dynasty, "I will enter Kuangshan Mountain to bid farewell to the two gentlemen in the morning") I recall that after we met among the flowers, we would secretly toss red beans with only our delicate hands.
("Congratulations on the Ming Dynasty" by Ouyang Jiong of the Tang Dynasty) Half-dressed red beans, each of them is lovesick and thin. (Song Dynasty Huang Tingjian's "Red Lips") Thousands of dendrobium lovesick red beans, send them to the person you love.
(Liu Guo's "Jiangchengzi" of the Song Dynasty) Looking at the red beans in the rain, I shed all my lovesickness blood for you. (Zhao Chongqi, Song Dynasty, "Returning to the Court") After several lovesicknesses, all the red beans are sold, and the green silk is empty.
(Wang Yisun of the Song Dynasty, "Three Shumei·Cherry") After seeing Hongdou with tears of blood, I still miss her. (Yuan Gaoming's "Shang Tiao Huang Ying'er") I wish the east wind with wine and plant double red beans.
(Qing Dynasty Wu Qi's "Drunk Flower Room") There are endless tears of lovesickness, and the red beans bloom endlessly. The spring willows are full of spring flowers, and the painting is full of flowers. The screen window is windy and rainy. After dusk, I can't forget the new sorrows and the old sorrows. I can't swallow them. The grains of jade and gold are all over my throat, and I can’t see the rhombus in the mirror. The brows that cannot be spread are described as being too thin, and the brows are even more leaky. They are just like the faint green mountains that cannot be covered, and the endless flowing green water (Cao Xueqin’s "Hongdou Ci" of the Qing Dynasty) Today People donate red beans overseas and set a clock at twelve o'clock. My heart beats day and night, missing you all the time.
(Zhong Zhenzhen's "Red Beans") I miss red beans in ancient and modern times, so I keep one in my dreams. I have feelings for such a thing, and I will be red to you until my death.
(Liu Qinglin's "The Song of Red Beans") The red beans are as if the heart is not buried, and the lovesickness blooms at dawn. Last year, there were two flying swallows in the pavilion, and the spring breeze came like a dream.
(The Ballad of Red Beans by Chen Laiwa) A pair of beans is a bag for a person. A pair of red beans is a bag of tips, so people and heaven are on the same side. Like the atrium, be careful of the atrium, cling to the atrium and hide it secretly, don't teach separation and hatred.
(Liu Dabai's "Double Red Beans") A book is read, and a cluster of leaves comforts me. I am in love, and I am invited to see the flowers. The promise was empty, the hatred was endless, and I swallowed my tears when I said goodbye, and my tears were as red as red beans.
(Liu Dabai's "Tears Are Like Red Beans") Counting one red bean, how much lovesickness can there be? It’s hard to let go of the desire, and even more after listening to the rain, it still leaks! Just a red bean brings passion like wine. It’s hard to let go of desires, so how can a sad heart produce forbidden feelings? Why does a red bean make people think twice? It’s hard to let go of your desires, but you will lose weight in this life! There is only one red bean, which is as round and round as ever.
I want to give up but it is hard to let go. Do you know this? (Excerpted from Qiong Yao's novel "A Red Bean") I would like to be a red bean on the acacia tree. Please sway gently under the tree. I will cautiously fall into your hands bright red. My dear, even if you keep me for ten years. , kept in the drawer, the missed heart may be dim but I will never take off the red coat (from Cai Zhiheng's novel "Mistletoe") I used sixty of the reddest red beans to inlay this clock called lovesickness. I just hope you can understand. I miss you not in months, months, years, not every day, every week, but every moment, every minute and every second (Li Yonggang's "Lovesickness Clock") A red bean has been read as lovesickness for more than a thousand years. How many love stories have been named after you? Your bright figure flashes through the dusty poems, and your rosy beauty pops out. You are the stunning touch of red from ancient times. No matter how many years, the loess dust can’t wipe out your grace, you are the lover’s heart that never dies. How many reincarnations have told you? Your love for the red bean will never end. I will love you forever and leave a name (Li Yonggang's "Red Bean Eternal"). Don't say I am insignificant. An extraordinary red color is enough to make you amazed. This seed that carries the connotation of love stretches between water and water. The necklace called lovesickness between the mountains is strung together by my soul. The feelings are buried deep in the soil. Even if it has been silent for ten thousand years, it can be awakened by the familiar sound of rain in an instant. It is no different from the plants all over the world. There is soil. It can take root and have water, it can breathe, grow, grow, bear fruit and become a pod. The most affectionate feeling is hidden in the deepest part. The most magnificent moment is when I meet you again in the autumn wind that comes and goes in autumn. It is caught off guard and it bursts. My dear, look, look. The red ground is not a pearl, nor a bean, but the teardrops of missing you and loving you (Zhu Chunhui's "Love Beans"). 3. What are the poems and allusions about red beans
Poems
1. Lovesickness
(Tang Dynasty) Wang Wei
Red beans Born in the southern country,
spring will send out a few branches.
I hope you will pick more of them.
This is the most loved thing.
Note that there is another version of "I advise you to stop picking."
2. Acacia
(Modern) Wan Kuan
Acacia counts the red beans,
One by one, one snickers.
I hate Mingyue Lord,
But I will show off my face.
Allusion
According to legend, in ancient times, a man went to war, and his wife leaned under a big tree on a high mountain day and night to pray. She cried under the tree because she missed her lover on the frontier. After the tears dried up, what came out were bright red blood drops. The drops of blood turned into red beans, which took root and sprouted and grew into a big tree. The tree was full of red beans, which people called acacia beans. Day after day, spring passes and autumn comes. The fruit of the big tree, accompanied by the girl's longing, slowly turned into the most beautiful red heart-shaped seed on the earth - acacia beans.
Hope it helps! 4. Please help me find poems about red beans
Red beans are born in the south, and a few branches will grow when spring comes.
I hope you will pick more of them. This is the most loved thing. ========================= The birth of red beans in the southern country is a very distant thing.
No one cares about lovesickness. Drunk in the city that never sleeps, neon lights are everywhere.
The wine glass is full of promiscuous style. The most forgettable ancient poems, the most disdainful ones are lovesickness, I guard my love for fear of being laughed at or looked down upon, I come to see the red beans bloom again in spring, but I don’t see any lovers picking them.
Fireworks embrace the romance, but true love is not there. ============================ Red beans grow in the south, and branches are rare in the Central Plains.
After reading Wang Wei’s poem, I already felt lovesick. It's as hard as steel, and it clangs into the jade cup.
A sad cuckoo sheds blood, but love is long and deep red.
It is like a treasure in the box, and it is a gift to you with strong feelings.
Throwing away the years together, in the sunset. Time goes by with age on the temples, passing by with hatred fluttering.
A red bean brings about endless lovesickness. ============================ There are two red beans on the key chain. The day you gave it to me was in the afternoon of Chun Nong. I held it. I shed more tears in dreams of regret. When you gave me red beans, you wanted to keep your thoughts alive. I accepted the red beans because I wanted to sow love. Now our hearts have long become two helpless red beans, tied on a long key chain to watch. One lonely autumn after another... 5. What are the poems and allusions about red beans
Allusions: Red beans, also known as sea red beans, are also called peacock trees and acacia trees. The height of the tree can reach more than 20 meters. In summer, the tree is full of silver flowers, and in autumn, it is full of silver flowers. When the fruit is ripe, its seeds will naturally jump out of the shell, turning red in color, shaped like a beating heart, and indestructible.
When young men and women decide on life-long events, they use red bean ornaments as gifts to their lovers. Since then, red beans have become a symbol of pure love.
Love is priceless, red beans are priceless. The meaning of lovesick red beans includes not only the love between men and women, but also family love, friendship, teacher-student love, the love after adversity and separation, the love of the nation and the country, and the love of human beings.
This love is profound and lovesickness is infinite... According to legend, in ancient times, a man went on an expedition, and his wife leaned under a big tree on a high mountain day and night to pray; she cried under the tree because she missed her lover on the frontier. After the tears dried up, what came out were bright red blood drops.
The drops of blood turned into red beans, which took root and sprouted and grew into a big tree, full of red beans, which people called acacia beans. Day after day, spring passes and autumn comes.
The fruit of the big tree, accompanied by the girl's longing, slowly turned into the most beautiful red heart-shaped seed on the earth - acacia beans. Xiao Tong, Prince Zhaoming, a famous writer in Nanliang, was not only a talented man, but also a passionate person.
He loves reading and often looks for beautiful places to study. It is said that once he went to Yishan, Jiangyin to compile his "Selected Works of Zhaoming", and met a beautiful nun named Hui Ru. The two fell in love at first sight, but their identities were very different. One was the crown prince and the other was a nun. It is impossible to become a dependent under the constraints of feudal etiquette.
Huiru fell ill and died of lovesickness. The prince planted a red bean with tears in his eyes and named the Caotang nunnery where Huiru lived "Hongdou nunnery" to commemorate it. Later, the red beans grew into trees, so the red bean trees were also called "acacia trees."
Related poems: 1. Lovesickness (Tang Dynasty) Wang Wei Red beans grow in the southern country, and they sprout a few branches in spring. I hope you will pick more of them, this is the most loved thing.
2. Born Chazi (Fifth Dynasty) Niu Xiji The crescent moon is as curved as an eyebrow, but there is no sense of unity. Hong Dou couldn't bear to look at it, her eyes were filled with tears of lovesickness.
Splitting peach trees all day long, people are in my heart. Two wallflowers will get married sooner or later.
3. Tian Xianzi (Fifth Dynasty) He Ning. The willow-colored golden phoenix is ??draped in a willow-colored shirt, holding red beans lightly with delicate hands, and the emerald moths are gathered together in an affectionate manner. Peach Blossom Cave, Yaotai Dream, who is responsible for the sorrow of spring? 4. He Ming Dynasty (Fifth Dynasty) Ouyang Jiong recalled that after meeting among the flowers in the past, they would secretly toss red beans with only their delicate hands.
People don’t understand, and they cleverly convey their thoughts, but they will remain the same even if they don’t come, and they will live up to the spring sun. The green robe is embroidered with gold, and there are pairs of mandarin ducks in sight, and the empty skirt is stained with tears.
I think that my beauty will not last long, but in the end I just want to lose weight. 5. He Manzi (Northern Song Dynasty) Yan Jidao secretly evened out the jade chopsticks in front of the mirror, and learned to write silver hooks on his back.
Who is it? Hongdou Luodaijiao, I am in the mood for a spring outing. That day on Yanghua Street, there were a lot of apricots on the wall.
The mountain is helpless in front of my eyes, and the clouds and rain are resting in my dream. Asking how much pity and talent there is, the two moths hide all the sorrow of separation.
It is difficult to fight this broken ileum, and the Red Mansion must be locked in the end. 6. Qing Ping Le·Rhyme Again (Southern Song Dynasty) Zhou Mi The evening oriole swallows tenderly, and the moon melts in the courtyard.
A tree of peach blossoms flies with snow, and red beans are darkly knotted with lovesickness. Look at the fragrant grass and flat sand, you still haven't returned home.
It is Xiao Lang who wanders around and mistakenly teaches people to hate Yang Hua. 7. Red Bean Poetry (Qing Dynasty) Cao Xueqin: I can’t shed endless tears of lovesickness and throw away red beans. There are endless spring willows and spring flowers filling the painting building; I can’t sleep well. After the wind and rain on the screen window, I can’t forget the new sorrows and the old sorrows.
I can’t swallow the jade grains and gold shield and my throat is full of it. I can’t see the water chestnut in the mirror and I feel thin. The brows that can't be opened, the unknown ones are leaking even more--ah! Just like the invisible green mountains, the green water flows endlessly.
8. Ten poems with miscellaneous feelings at the end of the year (Qing Dynasty) Zeng Guofan At the foot of Gaomei Mountain is the peasant family, who fights for the luxury of things every year. The old cypress remembers me affectionately, and the peach blossoms bloom silently.
I thought about red beans in the South several times, and I once remembered the blue yarn of Xifengyuan. The most unforgettable place in my hometown is waiting for the third fork of Tingpan Road. 6. What are the poems about red beans?
Red beans grow in the south, and they sprout a few branches when spring comes.
I hope you will pick more of them. This is the most loved thing. ========================= The birth of red beans in the southern country is a very distant thing.
No one cares about lovesickness. Drunk in the city that never sleeps, neon lights are everywhere.
The wine glass is full of promiscuous style.
The most forgettable ancient poems, the most disdainful ones are lovesickness, I guard my love for fear of being laughed at or looked down upon, I come to see the red beans bloom again in spring, but I don’t see any lovers picking them.
Fireworks embrace the romance, but true love is not there. ============================ Red beans grow in the south and are rarely seen in the Central Plains.
After reading Wang Wei’s poem, I already felt lovesick. It's as hard as steel, and it clangs into the jade cup.
A sad cuckoo sheds blood, but love is long and deep red. It is like a treasure in the box, and it is a gift to you with strong feelings.
Throwing away the years together, in the sunset. Time goes by with age on the temples, passing by with hatred fluttering.
A red bean brings about endless lovesickness. ============================ There are two red beans on the keychain. The day you gave it to me was in the afternoon of Chun Nong. I held it. I shed more tears in dreams of regret. When you gave me red beans, you wanted to keep your thoughts alive. I accepted the red beans because I wanted to sow love. Now our hearts have long become two helpless red beans, tied on a long key chain to watch. One lonely autumn after another... 7. Is there any prose about Hongdou?
Hongdou article /
Wangchuan.
Ever since Wang Wei wrote the red bean into the famous poem, it has become a symbol of classical love. Whenever we encounter the dazzling seeds from the yellowed pages of the book, we can't help but feel An urge to pick it yourself.
Botanists once aroused speculation and research on what kind of plant red beans are. The research result is that there are three types of red beans, one is the deciduous tree sea red bean, the other is the evergreen tree red bean tree, and the other is the vine acacia acacia. But all this is within the scope of botanical research and has nothing to do with lovesickness or love. We only need to know that this seed of romantic love is definitely red in color, the shape of a bean, the color of the heart, and the shape of a teardrop. This is enough.
And all this seems not enough to make red beans synonymous with lovesickness. It can be concluded that Wang Wei wrote red beans as the most lovesick thing in his poems, which must have a profound humanistic background. One legend that is known so far is that in ancient times, a young woman cried and died under a tree because she missed her husband far away on the border, and turned into red beans.
In the classical literature, Hongdou is by no means a special case of the idea of ????wanting a man to miss his wife, but because of its exquisite and lovely shape, it has become a lasting token of love. It has broad representative significance. In the Tang Dynasty, poets had a special liking for red beans and created it as a classic image of classical love. Hanwu, a poet of the late Tang Dynasty who was familiar with boudoir life and famous for his erotic poems, wrote in a poem titled "Yuhe": "There are red beans stained with orchid paste, and I recall them every time." Thousands of years have passed since then. , we have no way of knowing who gave the red bean in the woman’s hand in the poem, but we can conclude that the girl in the boudoir cherished it extremely much. It was soaked in the fragrance of orchid paste and the secret of love hidden in the jade box. She secretly took it out to watch when no one was around, so that she could experience the heartbeat of her first love. Even though we are far away in time and space, we can still see the shy flush on the girl's face.
As for the young woman's lovesickness, although it is concealed, there is no need to be secretive. The poet Wen Tingyun of the late Tang Dynasty, who was good at imitating the thoughts of young women, wrote this: "Lighting a lamp at the bottom of a well, a candle deep in the dark, the master is always playing chess, and red beans are placed on the exquisite dice. Do you know that the red beans are embedded in the bones of the dice?" It is ingenious. The poem uses the homophones of "deep instruction", "violation of deadline" and the pun "into the bone". Although it is a metaphor of ambiguity, the female companions playing together will be able to see it at a glance and yet understand it tacitly. In addition to this deep-rooted lovesickness, there is also the infatuated woman who "learns to plant lovesickness seeds in Jiangtou, and when they grow, they send them to people visiting her hometown." Unfortunately, due to climate conditions, this seed may never germinate. There are also bold women who wear it as a head ornament as a way to show off to win the hearts of teenagers.
According to our imagination, the owners of Hongdou must be a little sad. The pain of longing for each other will torture them into skinny beauties. However, it is not ruled out that they have a brief relationship with their sweetheart in secret dreams. party. But conversely, if we meet a classical beauty who is lovesick in a dream, and ask her what the shape of lovesickness is, she will definitely say that lovesickness is round; ask her what the color of lovesickness is, she will definitely say that lovesickness is blood red.
Undoubtedly, lovesickness, as the basic form of classical love, is fixed through the specific image of red bean, and becomes synonymous with a kind of repressed, self-control, and spiritual love. However, as time has passed, the red bean as a token has been replaced by a precious metal called gold and a mineral called diamond. As a form of love, it is increasingly being replaced by the joy of kissing each other. As a result, we are caught in a dilemma between ancient and modern love: on the one hand, we are dissatisfied with the so-called modern love that is increasingly focused on material desires, and appreciate and linger on the poignancy of lovesickness in the past era with an aesthetic mentality; Unscrupulously enjoying all the freedoms and rights brought to love by the era of removing barriers.
8. Missing you is like the red beans picked from the acacia tree (I have read the poem before, but I have forgotten it)
Red Beans - Cao Xueqin
I can’t stop loving you. Blood and tears throw away red beans
The endless spring willows and spring flowers fill the painting building
Unable to sleep after the wind and rain behind the screen window
Can't forget the new sorrows and the old sorrows
I can’t swallow the jade grains and the golden cup is full of throat
I can’t see the rhombus in the mirror and I feel thin
I can’t open my brows for unknown reasons
Just like the invisible green mountains looming
The green water flows continuously
Today’s song is a lovesick red bean
I won’t lose weight because of you
The new sorrows that youth and frivolousness have created for you
Do you still remember them in the future?
I laugh infatuatedly and love to talk about my sorrows
Suddenly looking back on spring The glory has passed
The myth of the gifted man and the beautiful woman remains from generation to generation
How many young heads are white in the rhombus mirror
Red Beans (modern poetry)
When the bluebird of time
carries Qin Shiyue's sentimentality
and sings quietly
on the edge of the ruins of Han Shiguan
There is a scene
A longing forgotten by the century
Sighing alone in the world of mortals
If I were your previous life
The promise on the Sansheng Stone
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Then in this life
You are the red beans on my acacia tree
Each one is crystal clear
But I am destined
It can only be like the flower of the other side
Blooming at a distance that is out of your reach
With a pale face
In the dew Dense place
Knock on the morning sun
Lovesick Wang Wei
Red beans are born in the south, and there will be a few branches in spring
May you have more. Picked, this thing is the most lovesick.
Red Bean Lin Xi
I haven’t fully felt it yet
The climate of blooming snowflakes
Let’s tremble together
Will I understand better what tenderness is
I haven’t held hands with you yet
Walking through the deserted sand dunes
Maybe I will learn to cherish it from now on
Forever He Dijiu
Sometimes sometimes
I will believe that everything has an end
There is a time to be together and leave
Nothing will last forever
But sometimes I
would rather choose to linger than let go
Wait until the scenery is clear
Maybe you will accompany me to watch the long flowing water
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(music)
I haven’t boiled the red beans into lingering wounds for you
Then share them together
I will understand better the sadness of lovesickness
I haven’t fully felt it yet
The tenderness of a kiss while I’m awake
Maybe I’m by my side
You are the only one Pursuing the freedom of loneliness
Sometimes sometimes
I will believe that everything has an end
There is a time to get together and leave
Nothing will ever happen Immortal
But sometimes I
would rather choose to stay and not let go
Wait until the scenery is fully seen
Maybe you will accompany me to watch the long stream 9 .Who can give me some modern poems about "lovesickness"?
Desire, lovesickness, gentle wind, swaying the fragrance, seducing the night sky, desire unbearable, stirring, wanton expansion, ready to move, mind holding on to the defensive door, twisting the pot, filling it up, opening it in silence, relieving the embarrassment Soaking desire cup after cup with strong liquor brewed by loneliness, coaxing with a few sauerkraut, perfunctory affection, the spicy bitterness soaking the bright red sore wound, bandaging it heavily with disappointment and worry, shaking one's head, suddenly tearing it open, and pouring heavily The mouth is lonely, licking, the overflowing pain, the more you lick, the thicker and thicker it is. Deep in the crack, the lovesickness hardened in the bone marrow piece by piece, panting, heartache, lovesickness, lovesickness, is an aloof weirdo, always wandering in the garden of emotions, it is difficult to make sense. It grasps and locks my heart tightly in the deep mountains. I am rowing alone in the lake and suddenly stops. The beautiful singing suddenly stops. I lie leisurely in the heart of the lake and miss the tiny waves with my fingers. Missing is a page and a picture. A sail sailing on the vast sea, or just a tree, or an old photo that has been through history. Sometimes it is so close that you feel like you can blow out a heart lotus leaf with just one breath. Sometimes it is so far away that you can neither touch nor see it. Blurry like the moonless starlight, quietly igniting a bright light. Sometimes it is as clear as a fresh and beautiful picture that is displayed in front of you. You can't help but think about it. Tears are streaming down your face. Missing is the most beautiful picture in your dream. The most beautiful painting is like late autumn. A red maple tree turns into the most wonderful picture in life. Sometimes my thoughts are sweet and sweet, no matter how far apart I am, they will make you drunk with deep affection in my heart. Sometimes my thoughts are astringent and sour, just like a passionate seed scattered among the rocks and cliffs.