Introduce some poems to me.

Xiaoyao sighs that the years are rare and silent, the autumn wind is tired and the sunset is hanging on the wall. I can't bear to say goodbye to the words in the ears of the Iraqi people in the past and look back. Love came to an end with the maple leaf. I hated it and gave up my promise. There are too many humorous ideas. I can't be a top player. However, I heard laughter spread in my drunken dream, and I smiled and sighed. I was stupid and crazy, but finally I became empty. The knife is blunt, the dream is broken, the road is broken, the footprints are sighing, sighing. No one understands that I have been longing to wear the world of mortals for years. Self-deprecating ink is not seen through, full of grievances. At the end of the song, I lost my hair, and I didn't think I was competing with the sun for glory. When the tears are dry, my eyes are full of blood, and the snow is flying to forget that I have not tried to forget the past I collected with my diary. The loneliness in my mind has become very long. I didn't deliberately let myself not think about those still pictures. I learned to be strong and strong, so I don't have to learn not to forget or be afraid of the dead of night. Always thinking about you, afraid of overhearing your news. However, when love has precipitated too clearly, when I have it, I have lost it. Just give up or be afraid of someone bravely, it's hard to forget or suddenly be afraid. I would rather not decide at first, but when the last exit of love is separation, I will believe so.