I never thought about what poetry should be written and how to write it. When I am anxious about my personal life, I don't care about my country and mankind. When I wrote these contents at some time, they must have touched me, warmed me, or made me really sad and worried.
yu xiuhua
I love you
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Read your poems in a clean yard. This kind of human thing
Trance is like a sparrow flying suddenly.
The moonlight is bright. I'm not fit for grief.
If I send you a book, I won't send you poetry.
I want to give you a book about plants and crops.
Tell you the difference between rice and barnyard grass
I tell you, barnyard grass is terrible.
spring
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My dog is called Xiao Wu.
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I ate without saying a word
Shout "little witch, little witch" and throw some meat to it.
It wags its tail and barks happily.
When he grabbed my hair and hit me against the wall.
The witch kept wagging her tail.
There is nothing he can do for a man who is not afraid of pain.
We walked behind grandma's house.
Just remember, she has been dead for many years.
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A person who waves to the sky
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They rolled and squeezed in the water, and one fish knocked over the other.
Wave after wave.
If in life, how big an event should this cause?
If you are in love, what kind of despair will this cause?
Some clouds must have fallen into the water and been eaten by a fish.
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cocoon
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As a grass, how many times have I wanted to give it to you?
A spring
Don't praise your greatness, I hope you are safe.
I won't see you again, dad. Goodbye.
Don't leave any traces along the way.
Don't let this life follow you all the time.
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The wind blew the empty village.
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Only by tying a stone can a person sink into the soil.
But the soil is still in the wind.
Let's go to Jingmen city, where there are many people and there are many air leaks.
When I'm sad, I stutter.
Only the wind knows this kind of ostentation.
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autumn
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I still like to write on big leaves smaller than rice grains.
And love is still so big, no body keeps getting shorter with me.
Dwarf down
He still loves different people in the city where the lights don't go out
Suffer the same warmth and injury
When my friends talked about him, I said it was all over.
The autumn wind turned around in the yard and passed.
I still clean the yard every day, thinking of him on earth.
I cleaned it very carefully.
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Goodbye, 20