On the eighth day, the circle of friends was full of photos of snow in Beijing. This is the first heavy snow in Beijing. The northern city is as excited about snow as the southern city, which is a bit unexpected. The snow scene of the Forbidden City arrived as scheduled. The Forbidden City is so beautiful, I want to buy a plane ticket and fly to Beijing to enjoy it!
Today is Valentine's Day, so write about love. Nowadays, I think only poetry can find romantic imagination about love. Last year, my friend gave me a love calendar, and every day I opened it, there was a love poem, which seemed to make time sweet and greasy, and brought a little dreamy color to the busy and ordinary life.
Reading Yu Xiuhua can surprise people and make them reflect on "Do you really know what love is?" ?
Can you still write a love letter that even touches you? Or try to write a love poem for the other half? No, no, I feel weak when I think about it. I don't even have the courage to write Those "stupid things" that you may only do when you are ignorant and regard love as everything.
When we grow up, we all learn to prepare flowers and gifts on Valentine's Day or Tanabata, eat western food with candles, and bask in red envelopes and gifts in our circle of friends, which seems to be very ceremonial.
Love has never been learned. I don't know others, I think so myself, and I have been studying.
Perhaps, when my words are as natural as running water, I will write those words for the people I love, and then I will probably understand what love is.
Read poetry on Valentine's Day.
for you
-Yu Xiuhua
A simple teahouse, I like you with simple eyes.
Your beard and your tossing and turning face made me sad last night.
Want to bring you, almost lost all the way.
Except for the withered spring scenery outside the window
After meeting you, you have been in love with others, one after another.
I have no right to be jealous, I can only escape again and again.
So I've been living until you die.
When the crowd dispersed, when the flame of your soul turned to ashes.
I love you. I want to hold you.
Leave your eroded body in the world.
I forgive you for hurting me again and again for them.
Because I love you.
I also had the heyday of desire, and there were many nights when my body and mind were broken.
But I have never exiled myself.
I hope my body is as clean as my heart.
Even so, it's not to see you.
Excerpt from Zhu Haosheng's love letter-I wake up feeling that I love you very much.
You may not believe it.
I often imagine how beautiful and lovely you are.
But when I really met you,
You are much more beautiful and lovely than I expected.
You can't call me a liar.
Because otherwise,
I only remember that you are self-sufficient
But I'm not eager to see you.
Don't worry about getting old.
You must be lovely when you are old.
And if you are ten years older, I am ten years older.
The world is ten years older, and so is God.
Everything is the same.
I just want to rely on this inspirational connection.
Always bring comfort to each other.
Like the brilliance of a meteor.
Shine on my tired dreams
Always leave a comfort.
Even at parting.
I wake up feeling that I love you very much.
I understand your commonness day by day, but I love you more and more day by day.
If you look in the mirror, you won't see anything particularly good about you, but if you walk into my heart, you will know how good you are. I am willing to give up everything and miss you for the rest of my life.
Warm weather makes people want to live forever.
You are a gentle cloud in the sky.
-Nabokov
You are a gentle cloud in the sky,
You are a transparent foam in the ocean,
You are the shadow of mimosa on marble,
You are the inevitable echo of the soul. ...
A song without a beginning sounded.
I call you.-Can you promise,
I'm looking for you.-Will you hide quietly,
Can I find you? I don't know, people far away.
You cause secret dreams.
Foggy nights excite me,
I live in an indescribable fantasy,
I breathe with my only love.
I dream of distant happiness,
I dream of a pleasant meeting,
An inspirational song sounded,
Curled into an engagement ring.
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