Dark fragrance is like Qin.
It's hard for me to know how deep people are, and I'm fascinated by watching clouds.
When I wake up, I feel shallow and heartless.
Poetry Review: As far as poetry is concerned, such a turning point is beautiful.
Poetry, if colloquial. A day, dozens of songs. Come closer. Think about Zhang Zongchang. Far away, think about Qianlong.
Poetry is an image language, which is often between specious and specious. It is a realm. Many of you have lost your kingdom. A pot of sauerkraut was served directly.
Many men's brushstrokes always think that what I want is atmosphere. Nice atmosphere. Look at Li Bai's "Flying down three thousands of feet, suspecting that the Milky Way has set for nine days". This is the atmosphere. It is also a realm. There is at least one simulated thing in it. I climbed the stairs all the way and found that what many sentences lacked was imagination.
When there are more and more saliva poems, it will also give others a hint. Where will our poetry go? Beginners will also think, this is poetry. Poetry is a very serious matter. This is also a beautiful thing. Send affection to things, send things to words. A little, give poetry a proper attitude.
In a simple sentence, the wishes of many people in ancient and modern times have been fulfilled. Just like the song, "The most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old with you". In fact, life is alive. What do you want? If there is someone who is willing to live and die with you, this life is enough.
Searched him thousands of times in the crowd.
The whole sentence is: "The crowd looked for him for thousands of Baidu, and suddenly looked back, people were there, and the lights were dim." Many times, we always look for her in the shadows, but we never see her. When we looked back, we found that she was always by our side, only a turning distance away from us.
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.
Looking back now, the old love is unforgettable and can still be recalled, but everything seems to have happened in a previous life. A word "already" is terrible. If it weren't for youth and ignorance, how could this happen!
A person lives a lifetime, half drunk, half awake and half floating.
I only want to live an intimate life belonging to two people in my life, half indulging in beautiful fantasies, and half using a sober spirit in my present life, not coveting to prolong my life. As long as I can realize the ideal of "I am willing to be single-minded and don't have to rush about for complicated things and fame and fortune all day", I will live half my life. "
Want to fall in love with such a person, he can read my stubbornness, understand my disdain, see through my weakness under strength, and smooth my sadness after smiling.
Love is not the initial sweetness, but prosperity and retreat.
Only when you are with your true self can you meet the right person.