Poetry praising life: spring, happy life
I want to fold an apricot flower.
Take it far away.
To the stranger I met.
Bless him: spring, a happy life.
I want to fold an apricot flower.
Give it to friends who travel far away.
In the hometown of water and swans
Bless him: a happy life in spring.
Happy life in spring
A married bride in my hometown.
I send you a beautiful apricot flower.
May your marriage be happy forever.
Happy life in spring
A poor mother who lives in a wooden house
Warm spring apricot flowers
Smile outside the humble door
A poem praising life: the beauty of life
The kitchen at night
I knead the temperature into the noodles bit by bit.
Roll it into round leaves in sections.
Jiaozi wrapped in mood.
Jiaozi brought her daughter's cheers out of the pot.
I met the footsteps of my wife coming in from work.
A rich fragrance
Enter the window with the petals of moonlight.
Dinner is ready, and I say hello.
The family gets together.
Pour a glass of wine for dad and myself.
Clip a dish for mom.
Through the glass
I saw them smiling and young.
At the dinner table, don't talk about bitterness.
Don't talk about dreams
Give your wife a look.
Kiss your daughter on the face with your hand.
Keep the lamp warm.
I swallowed my satisfaction.
Perhaps, happiness is like this.
Always appear in a plain way
In these years.
Leave a peace of mind.
Poetry in praise of life: time in life
Life chews words thoroughly.
Feed a full day.
Open the door, lock the door, and then open the door
It's the history of a day.
Time is tied to the page.
People who love reading always have leisure.
Repeat this passage.
The best chapter, the most beautiful past
Don't count on the hourglass of life
How pure will it be?
The alternation of good and bad.
Always upside down
The journal of life has not been rejected.
The confession ink is on it, so you can't see it.
I threw it into the wastebasket today.
It's another perfunctory thing about tomorrow.
Life is sometimes a silent film.
Although I can't hear the sound
People who know will laugh.
A poem praising life: my happy life now
I am now
Not the little girl who always cries.
All my memories are related to crying,
Everyone who knew me when I was a child knows that I love to cry.
Now I want to laugh when I think about it.
Am I Lin Daiyu?
Maybe it is another crimson pearl grass in the sky.
I am now
No longer the girl who always looks sad and insists on worrying about allocating new words.
My memories of youth are full of sadness.
Everyone who knows me says I can be a good actor.
I can always let tears wet my clothes.
Now I want to laugh when I think about it.
I want to know.
Where did I get so much sadness?
I am now
Now I am a young mother and an elegant woman.
Now I have shouldered the responsibility of family.
The ups and downs of besieged city
Make my shoulders no longer soft.
Let me learn to be calm and strong.
Let me learn to find sunshine and flowers by myself.