Because my garden is thirsty.
She'll get drunk at my hands once.
Holding a vibrant celadon bowl
Come on, sky, meditate in the corner of your eye.
So that the land can release the grass and flowers in the garden.
I sent 999 gifts.
Because my hometown is very old.
There she is. I was young once in my heart.
Let casual music and whispers
Splash into the field path and be eaten by mulberry picking women.
Make a living by baskets
Wear a sentimental silk skirt in Tang and Song Dynasties. ....
You came last night.
Avoid Leigong Dian Mu.
Gently reveal a thick emotional cloud.
Floating freely on my roof.
The whimsy of street lamps was washed warm and bright.
I kissed you affectionately along the trace of the glass.
Stand silently under the eaves, and then the palm of your hand is fragrant. .....
I have never had the courage to get wet in my life.
Because there are no bluestone alleys in Jiangnan.
Only homesickness and falling lilacs.
When it is difficult
This is a woven wet gerund.
Some want to talk about it in their hair, and some are kept in umbrellas.
I hope that name.
Come and go, don't fall on the water room and duckweed. ......
Modern Poetry 2 on a rainy day, the pile of paper towels counting down is flying in the wind.
The rain is beating against the window of the classroom.
The curtains are shaking.
I know that our hearts are connected.
It's raining, and mountains and rivers are affectionate.
Trucks carrying love songs sped by.
Water droplets splashed all over the floor.
Smoke cage fog lock, revealing the morning light.
But the person I love still doesn't believe that I love him deeply
Rabdosia birdsong
Wearing Mao Mao rain, swinging two tails to build a nest
You are happier than me in the rain.
Happy I will only cry with poetry.
Even if it's a new day.
Oh, your face, salty rain
Smoke cage fog lock, revealing the morning light.
Modern Poetry in Rainy Days 3 Every time I look back, I am eager to see the back, not just the back.
Every time I smile at the corner of my mouth, it's not just a smile.
Every drop of rain is not a bad mood.
The weather is as sloppy and melancholy as a prince.
There are no clear perspective glass shoes.
No blue eyes.
There is no tail under the pomegranate skirt
It is the earliest romance, which comes late in rainy days.
You can also decorate the lights of the stars without additional decoration.
You can play a harmonious melody without musical instruments.
Not long after I came, I was very happy and scattered.
Waiting for the stars to shine in the night sky was a long time ago.
Looking forward to the cool autumn.
Think of the cold winter frost and dance.
I think the next year is long but short.
You don't have to wrap yourself in any brocade.
Just sincerely dragging my tired body to catch the foggy road.
Don't bear the burden too deliberately.
I can only really feel the regret of every aftertaste.
You can't be too persistent and regret the past.
I just need to feel that I have gone through a different road.
Although how sad it is in the eyes of others.
But in my own life, I am the most wonderful, only I know it clearly.
———slly
Rainy Day Modern Poetry 4 "Rainy Day"
fisherman
The bustling crowd strolled in the street.
Bring a little mud.
Semi-wet body
Can't see clearly whether it is rain or tears.
Baptism after golden sunshine
Overwrite its rendering.
Sighs come too slowly.
No, before sunrise.
Coat bag
Let that fiery heart
Well disguised
Don't look forward to tomorrow
Afraid that she would change her original nature.
Modern Poetry on Rainy Days 5 Suddenly Fall in Love with Rainy Days
Listening to the sound of rain, it seems that rainy days are no longer the rainy days I hate.
Listening to the rain, I used to be upset. I suddenly feel very clean.
Listen to the rain and filter out all the troubles.
Suddenly, I fell in love with rainy days.
Because the sky after the rain is spotless and pure.
Maybe it only changed for a quarter of an hour, just like I fell in love with the rainy day I used to hate at this moment.
Change is easy, and this is the difference between willingness and unwillingness.
Maybe I should change myself.
You can't indulge in the past.
The so-called "give up completely to have a brand new" is it true?
Selected works of author Xixi
This day is very painful.
This day
You will betray our vows.
This day
You will go to her side and support her.
This day
You will forget our memory and create your family with her.
This day
You will greet your most beautiful bride with a smile.
This day
I want to forget everything between us.
Although I know it is impossible.
This day
I want to see it with hatred.
In order to bless my favorite person, "I wish you a happy wedding"
Even though I know I am distressed, you are happy.
This day
I can't imagine the process of our love.
Because I don't want to break my heart again and again.
Even though I know I can't forget it.
You did it anyway.
My pain
You're not anymore
stroke
My injury
You're not anymore
love dearly
Is it rainy? Who is the sky crying for?
It soaked people's dreams,
Fill my heart with tears,
Pride is slapped with tears,
Self-esteem is torn to pieces by the air passing through the wind,
Blocked nostrils can't stop crying,
Raindrops bravely fell into the sea, causing waves.
The smell of fresh raindrops permeates the skin,
The wet flowers bravely exude fragrance,
The warmth in my hand touched the scar in my heart,
Want to experience the close call before falling off the cliff,
Tell the rainbow on the other side of the world that he is still alive,
My dream is to travel around the world with a hot air balloon.
In the distance full of thorns, there is a princess waiting to be saved.
A broken heart can best understand the loneliness of language.
When the invisible wings behind me can take me flying,
My persistence in my dream reminds me that I can't give up halfway.
A helpless ship on a stormy night. I'm waiting for you to come back,
How many erasers does it take to clean up the mistakes in life?
It seems like yesterday that I used to walk, sing, run and cry.
After countless detours, there is still no end in sight.
Persistent dancers are dancing the ballet in their hearts at the seaside.
Close your eyes and fly to heaven,
How many fake smiles break my heart on weekdays,
Tired heart refused to let go of unfinished dreams for a long time,
The rainbow in tears guides your steps,
Wipe the raindrops of depression from your face,
Raise your stubborn mouth high,
Hook yourself, don't back down, give up,
I believe victory will blossom,
Crying on rainy days,
I cried goodbye to the past.
It is the full release of the scars in my heart.