Smoke, glasses and school uniforms passed by.
Narrow eyes
Youth is as quiet as water.
Dongmei fell down.
There is a dreamy fragrance on the loess road.
The boy walked by.
The girl walked by.
Get on and off the bike occasionally.
Where are the pale yellow plum petals?
This 20-story building forms a shadow in the sunset.
Poetry and romance in the moonlight flew away.
Bare trunks lined up in two rows.
An empty heart falls into the dust
A tear ended the memorial service.
2. In spring, you sow hope.
In autumn, you have a bumper harvest.
You don't expect anything.
Just quietly plowing the fields.
When we get the results,
Your face is full of smiles.
When we do something wrong,
You always educate us patiently.
When we lose confidence,
You use hopeful eyes.
Inspire us to work hard.
God gave us wings to dream,
We cheered and ran,
And you are in your heart.
Pray for us silently.
In exchange for our healthy growth.
Maybe you don't know how many years you have cultivated.
But the years have crept into your face.
You give without regrets,
It has trained generations of new people.
Ah! ——
Teacher, I praise you,
Your youth is devoted to the four modernizations.
Your image shines brightly in the construction team.
You are a candle to light the darkness,
This is a torch burning in winter.
Song for you the bird,
Flowers bloom for you.
On the road to prosperity for the motherland,
As soon as we run.
Weaving dreams
In the dark sky
I'm looking for your sad smile
It floats faintly in the grass.
Tell your golden dream.
This dream is your only wealth.
It's a pity that it passed so quickly.
Only your sad face is still there
Where I hope to gather.
Don't cry, your eyes are red.
Don't be so hazy about your wishes.
Learn from bugs with broken wings but strong flying.
Complete your beautiful dream in this life.
Cherish fate
Look at the yellow sky that day
The cold wind brings the desolation of parting.
Nothing is more sad than leaving you.
Let sad thoughts drift like this.
The days of gathering are always fascinating.
Always makes people fantasize.
But it's so sad when we leave.
How can you and I be willing to bury our friendship when we are lonely?
Although parting is endless.
We should go all out to break through.
Don't forget.
Cherish these years.
5. When cobwebs mercilessly sealed my stove.
When the smoke of ashes sighs the sorrow of poverty
I still stubbornly smooth away the ashes of disappointment.
Write with beautiful snowflakes: believe in the future.
When my purple grapes turn into dew in late autumn
When my flowers snuggle up to other people's feelings
I still stubbornly use frosted vines.
Write on the desolate land: believe in the future.
I want to use my fingers to stir the waves that rush to the horizon.
I want to hold the sun in my hand.
The warm and beautiful pen flickers with the dawn.
Write with a child's pen: believe in the future.
I believe in the future.
Yes, I believe that people's eyes in the future
She brushed away the eyelashes of history.
She has a student who can read through the years.
No matter what people think of our rotting bodies.
Those lost blues, the pain of failure.
It was tears of emotion and deep sympathy.
Or give a contemptuous smile and bitter ridicule?
I firmly believe that people are interested in our spine.
Countless explorations, lost ways, failures and successes.
I will definitely give a warm, objective and fair evaluation.
Yes, I am anxiously waiting for their comments.
Friends, believe in the future.
Believe in indomitable efforts
Young people who believe in overcoming death.
Believe in the future and love life.
6. Campus in autumn
Shameless/a shameless person
When my eyes wander on two magnolia trees
With two teenage girls
Nature brings me closer to poetry.
The shadow of autumn
Unspeakably dull pain
The autumn wind blows hard
Fallen leaves are falling in the corridor.
The Muse is only one meter away from here.
The girl is walking under the tree.
Two fallen leaves are behind them.
God's eyes are falling.
Behind the poem
The autumn wind blows hard
Several gangsters rushed into the campus.
A girl is like a frightened bird.
The harm is invisible.
Even if I stand in front of gangsters
How to face poetry?
A pair of realistic iron hands
Magnolia, this is a pick in the air.
A fragile voice.
Our destinies are so similar
The autumn wind blows hard
Two young girls fell into late autumn.
What is poetry?
I closed my eyes and opposed independence.
7. I think it's time to bury the other words I said alive.
A coffin the size of a mouthful.
It's not that there is nothing to say.
There's too much to say.
Sometimes what you say.
Like an electric fan in disrepair.
A circle wrapped in the dust of time
Sometimes what you just said.
I was interrupted by the song of a bird.
I admit, for students
It speaks much better than me.
At this time, the light is obviously heavier.
Children's privacy
Go through the corner like lightning.
Unfortunately, the broom will never stop.
The curve of adolescent madness
When we all shut up
Those words, symbols
A puzzling image
Noisy about breaking up
What to do?
I tried the miniature globe.
Looking for the motherland, and direction.
I tried to prove:
Son, we are not enemies.
We're going back to our hometown together.