Playback life
Touch the road you have walked.
Like clouds and wind, take a nap halfway up the mountain.
Trembling on the branches. In the fog, in the rain
Secret travel.
The curtain swings into the heart, a layer of dense.
Hidden mountains, like my heart.
Stripping silver wire
I feel life.
Peach blossom red, grass green.
I hid it in the folds of my diary.
The arrival of a butterfly
Reminds me of my selfishness.
The past is in my heart.
Greedy sucking, time.
Scar left behind
Such as turning over soil and earthworms.
I played it again and again.
Yellowing photos, moldy memories
The footsteps of running water, the brilliant starry sky
The song is fading and the wind is tired.
The earth woke up and the red lanterns were shaking.
The idea rooted in spring is generated together.
Like fireworks, sleepless.
I wait for you devoutly.
The dam of time, the continuous trend.
Autumn is the cover of life.
Each ear of rice contains
A tortuous and beautiful time
Just like the dusk in my hometown, the smoke from every household.
2. Walking Life
Jiang
Walking in the gap between light and time
And a small tree.
Like ants
The length of life
Trees are calculated by tree rings.
I measure by age.
And the thickness of life?
Originally wanted to put the pedestrian track
Write a book
Having a flat and even rhythm.
There are ups and downs.
Seemingly unconstrained style
This is step by step.
But I found that I was wrong.
There is no arrangement, and there is no more.
Rehearsal,
Life is a play without rehearsal.
3. Care for life
Wuyue Zhangren
Want to hear it again?
Your distance
A warm whisper
In a gentle way.
Gently pluck my heartstrings.
My happiness
Disappear slowly in the days when I miss you
Now I don't know how to pursue it
This makes me very happy.
Only in the sweetness you gave in the past
Dreaming one happy dream after another.
You have so much
Inexplicable fragrance and femininity
My life
Hiding your hopes and pursuits.
Can you pursue it?
This sacred road
I like your smooth skin.
I want to see your beautiful shadow for the first time.
There is a kind of beauty that covers your eyes.
Buried in my heart
A rose that blooms quietly
Negligently
Reveal how you feel about the fragrance.
I miss you so much.
There are sweet thoughts about you here.
4. Spring of life
Master of Arts
Intermittent rain
Wet my clothes.
But it didn't moisten my fiery heart.
Begonia flowers bloom naturally.
Muddy roads walk smartly.
I'm listening.
The call of the earth
The replacement of spring and autumn
I remembered
pass
whole eyes
I start
Hiking is worthwhile.
Setbacks are worth mentioning.
Everything is just to meet.
The spring of life
5. The song of life, the river years
How many degrees drift?
Three Rivers
Song of the years
mix together
chain
Give birth to fairy tales
Deduct the Millennium legend
Dragon spirit
Drink the river of life
Singing the songs of the years
Plowing and weeding
make arduous efforts
the Great Wall
Tang dynasty empire
Countless dreams
Huaxia dida
Set sail
fly
Three Rivers
Song of the years
Bright, shiny; Shine, shine
casual
Our ancestors
Around the river of life
Play the song of the years
Tang Poetry, Song Poetry, Yuanqu and Ming and Qing Novels
Spread Chinese civilization
Carry forward the charm of China
Three Rivers
Song of the years
homeland
flower
result
Shenjiu aircraft carrier ...
Three Gorges Project
Countless feats
Zheng Long's hometown
rise
Piaofei
Step 6 welcome a new life
Minjiang river water
It's a little strange here,
The whole room smells of acupuncture,
It's warm spring now, and it's a little cold here.
Lying quietly in a narrow and hard bed,
Let the people around you roll their bodies,
I'm a little scared.
After a severe spasm in the back,
I lost consciousness in my lower body.
A green barrier blocked my view,
Layers of cloth gently cover my body.
I vaguely felt that my stomach was hit hard.
In order not to entertain foolish ideas,
Start talking to the surroundings.
Talking about everything, afraid to face the present.
As if I heard a clear bird call from outside,
Follow this sweet voice,
See a lush forest through the glass window.
Here are lush foliage and blue as the sea.
There was a burst of baby laughter.
Awakened my dream of nature.
I know, my son was born,
I will take him to see the world in the future.
After the excitement and joy,
Moved tears welled up,
Because from now on, I'm not afraid,
Start to taste the taste of mom slowly.
7. "What is life like? 》
Glasses xiansheng
What is life like?
I don't know.
All I can say is,
What is life like?
Life is like a small tree,
She was formed from the ground,
She took root in the ground.
She fought in the ice and snow,
In wet soil in early spring and February,
Brave and happy broken shell.
She may have grown up on the plain,
Or on rocks,
Or in the mountains,
Or on the wall ...
As long as she looks up at the sky
Ah,
I saw the sky,
She unfolded the tender leaves,
Absorb air,
Bear the sunshine,
Singing in the rain,
Dancing in the wind,
Enjoy nature.
She may have the shade of a big tree,
Maybe under the weight of the tree,
And the strength of her young growth,
Finally, she broke free from the branches and leaves.
Hold your head high in the hot sun!
She met colorful spring,
On that sunny day,
Flowers are blooming.
Bees and butterflies are flying around her,
Birds are singing heartily on her branches.
She will hear the oriole sing,
The tears of cuckoo,
Maybe you can hear the strange cries of owls.
In her most prosperous middle age,
Prosperous,
Spread her shadow like a cover,
Shade the flowers and grass under the tree.
She bears many fruits,
To show the endless sweetness and fragrance of the earth.
The autumn wind has started,
Put her leaves,
Blow from green to red.
In the autumn sunshine,
She showed her majesty and brilliance again.
Not the pride of flowering,
Nor is it the happiness of the result,
But the peace and joy after success.
Finally, one day,
The north wind in winter,
Put her dead wood and branches,
Blow and shake, roll and fall,
She danced feebly in the air,
Groaning under the roots,
The earth solemnly opened its arms and accepted her.
She didn't say anything,
Quietly, quietly,
Take your time，
Lying in the arms of the earth.
She melted,
Domesticated
Unhappy,
No sadness.
Maybe one day,
From the nuts in the field,
Broke out of the shell,
Grow into a small tree,
Then through the dense jungle,
Listen to the oriole sing again,
And then bear fruit ...
however
I dare not say the afterlife,
I don't believe in the afterlife either.
8. Poetry is life
Ms. King
The arrival of a poem,
It's like a life arrival.
Inspiration flies,
Be conceived in the mother's womb.
Think about it,
This is the mother's labor pains.
With both hands,
Hold up a new life!
Flying poetry,
Fly into the air,
Bathed in the spring rain,
Surprise the rainbow of poetry.
In the kingdom of poetry,
Ride freely
Genius poet
Light a lamp.
Write poetry with life,
Poetry is life! !
The birth of a baby,
Like the birth of a poem.
The baby's first cry,
It is the most beautiful poetry reading.
Yes, yes, learning English,
Explore the rhythm of poetry.
Mom, I love you,
The cadence of five-character poems!
Full of energy,
It is the rise of poetry!
Athletes are very fashionable,
Swim in the ocean of poetry.
Life and poetry are symphonies,
Solemn and sacred!
A great poet,
Know the weight of the pen!
Life is poetry,
Poetry is life!