Pure modern poetry in winter

In this way, she had to open the window

She still stopped for a moment

and then took a closer sniff of Dingmei

The fragrance blooms all night long

The sensitivity of his absence

There is always the innocence of bees and butterflies

You will feel that he is there

< p> This brief hesitation also exists

The beauty of uncertainty

Calling out the love in my heart

Embracing the morning like this

< p> The crisp coldness penetrates

The pink fragrance of the cleansing arms is visible

It sticks to the face in the soul

She looks like he once held her face< /p>

Pushing the window full of excitement

Getting to know the plum blossom bushes in winter

Like a screen gently lifting your eyes

Gazing out the window White Plum

A girl in the light winter mist

Her eyes are full of love and pure

Her heart is jumping suddenly

With a blush on the cheeks

With all kinds of fantasies in the mind

As soft as a plum blossom on a branch

The fragrance revealed in the skin

< p>It has been delivered by plum blossoms

The thin shirt in her warm room

The light pink color is overflowing

But it is like a spring of hearts

p>

Paired with the beautiful white plums

The pen and book on the table are only bottles

A touching painting depicts nature

Taking a thought in the mouth Thinking about the fragrance of poetry

Floating out of the window among the plum blossoms

The foggy plum blossoms dancing in the wind are hazy

She frowned and felt comfortable

Tap the phone to play the music

The mist seems thick at the window

The beauty seems to be lightly smoky

The wind is blowing and the snow is falling

She held up an oil-paper umbrella and wandered around

Finally looking for the faint fragrance of plum blossoms

This oil-paper umbrella she loved was so affectionate. Past events

In the spring outing season in March

With Huanque, who fell in love with him at that time

In a small town, he bought an umbrella for her as a gift

The catkins of affection under the goose willow

Whispering purple swallows against a pair of willow curtains

He talks about loving flowers in all four seasons

At that time, he recalled the love of winter snow and plum blossoms< /p>

Spreading over the hearts of two people

He envisioned the future life

A house with amiable people in one courtyard

In the falling winter snow days

Pure and innocent, tailoring poems and paintings

He will be her lifelong lover

Accompanying her with pure heart and undisturbed

But a mandarin duck swam by the water

Imprinted on her thoughts at that time

The freedom in the soft water

Like him accompanying her< /p>

I was on a business trip during this period

The message that he missed was delivered

A piece of plum blossom letter paper without words

Huizhou’s writing and ink are as gifts.

She told me that the plum blossoms bloomed last night

I will be at home when I deliver the goods today

I miss the plum blossoms and miss him

I always cherish the delicate plum blossoms

Hold an umbrella and count his return journey among the plum blossoms

The lovely white snow scatters into flowers

The wind flakes dance on the table with their mouths in their mouths

Also dot the petals Falling down

He smiled in the curtain of plum snow

Looking at her from the window

Such a pure face

The whole Winter is in his smile

Warming her spotlessly

2016.11.17. Work by Xiaocuizhai, Shanghai