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From tomorrow on, I want to be a happy person;
Comb hair, chop wood and travel around the world.
From tomorrow on, I will care about food and vegetables.
Living in a house facing the sea, spring is blooming.
Tell them my happiness,
What did the lightning of happiness tell me,
I will distribute it to each of them.
Give every river and mountain a warm name.
Stranger, I will also wish you happiness.
I wish you a bright future!
May you lovers get married!
May you be happy on earth.
I only want to face the sea and spring blossoms.
Swing in the wind
Years are like a river
A rickety boat
Drive hard
Mother is a sail.
Father is a helmsman.
A kind of swaying.
Rough and barren land.
Shake the walls at home.
Rugged mountain road
Time warp
An apple orchard without moonlight
Father is as old as a tree trunk.
Mother's sobs
thunderclap
The dream of tearing books
Pierce my heart
Day after day
Just today
Rough hand
Touch a pile of hope
Hold up my dream
From spring to summer
From summer to autumn
Hope orchard
Cheap transfer
Rural four seasons map
In spring,
Flowers and birds are singing everywhere in the village.
Listen carefully,
Every sentence is a local accent.
In summer,
A painting in front of and behind the village.
After lunch,
Enjoy the cool under the tree.
Autumn,
There are friends from five continents.
East coast,
Meet to see seagulls.
In winter,
The festival has been fully launched.
On the street,
There were firecrackers.
How vast life is.
He Qifang
How vast life is,
Life is an ocean.
Where there is life, there is happiness and wealth.
2. Write a poem about life. Life is too light. Add some salt to concentrate my thoughts. Miss, it's too bitter Add some sugar to adjust my astringent life. Life is so lacking. Add some spices to cheer me up. Add some Zen. You can't live without poetry. No matter how you browse, you can dabble. There is no poetry in my eyes. No one cares about the teahouse, no one cares about beautiful girls, no one sings. Oh, that's it. Desolate and bleak, I don't have poetry. No matter how I seek and develop my field, I don't have the opportunity of poetry, the will to favor my inspiration, and the will to visit my humble abode, so I am ignorant and blank. I have no poems, so I am no longer happy. In fact, my unhappiness does not mean that I have lost my poetry, that I have fallen into secularity and numbness, that I have lost my fiery life and that I love me forever. The people I love and the people I love are always paying attention and asking them to live a good life. Poetry does not refuse tedious daily necessities. Tang and Song poetry moistens and nourishes your heart. You admire the fireworks on earth, but you look at the brilliant galaxy with disappointment. You hone your vulgar thoughts, stare at poetry, live a good life and read a warm life. You can't shrink. Reading and thinking about an ordinary life requires you to ignite poetry.
It took nine years to write a poem on the topic of "My Life". How hard is the hard life in Shushan?
Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing.
Everyone is a walking corpse and will be frustrated in the end.
Every time I listen to my classmates, I temporarily give up my hesitation and cry.
My life [poetry]
A river
Two mountains
Yitiaoshan' gou
A dusty wind
……
My life
Five months of winter
Two months of summer.
A sandstorm that lasted for three weeks
……
My life
Seven months of delivery
Twelve months of loneliness
……
My life
The hottest two months in the weather
Always spend time on the pasture.
Facing the sunset and grassland
day by day
Spend it like this
When the last ray of light disappears
Grassland Shang
Except my horse.
Just me.
……
My life
Running away is not an option.
Plain looks are not a disadvantage.
My choice
……
My life
Days passed in peace day by day.
Maybe what I'm after
This is life.
Get up early every day.
Facing the snow-covered peaks on both sides
Facing the wind blowing from the hillside
breathe ...
My home
My life.