The winter night sky is deeper and bluer against the white earth, making people feel the loneliness and desolation of winter nights. The following is an appreciation of prose poems about Jingye that I bring to you. I hope it will inspire you. Appreciation of prose poems about Jingye Chapter 1: Jingye
Walking alone in the endless darkness
It seems like I am the only one in the world
The cold wind rustles and the dead branches sway< /p>
I am always thinking about ghosts and gods as my companions
I have a lot of thoughts
I am so confused
I want to write a letter home to express my heartfelt feelings
Ink painting It's blurred but it's hard to write a word
It's hard to write down the pen
I've sung the song several times
It's still hard to understand and full of confusion
I am The wanderer who cannot find the way
Only going around in circles
Year after year
Almost forgetting who I am
I He is a watcher waiting for the dawn
Coated with a black shell by the dark night
Day and night
I feel time passing quietly by my ears
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I am a gray bird that has lost its legs
I can’t find a place for my soul to live
Life after life
There is only a tired heart and a heavy heart Wings of mud
When the years I cherish slip through my fingers
The city is already bright with thousands of lights
The couple hold hands to save the moment of being together
The baby sleeps peacefully in the mother's singing
Only me
Sitting quietly between heaven and earth
And
A pair of wandering Appreciation of tearful prose and poetry about Jingye Part 2: Quiet Night’s Heartfelt Words
At dusk, the wind rises.
The moon is blowing and the crows are crying.
Raise a glass to express your sorrow, listen quietly to your thoughts,
Who is fascinated by the peach blossoms in March?
Half a pot of affection,
Drunk of the past.
When I wake up, I can only feel distant.
The clouds dispersed and the rain began.
I sobbed the jade flute secretly.
Who is in the dream?
It’s hard to give up.
The lips and teeth are dependent on each other.
The leaves drifted away with the flowing water,
Looking across the horizon,
Reminiscing about the moon,
But not a word about the flowers! About Appreciation of prose poems of Jingye Chapter 3: Jingye
The world is long, the years are like wind
It passes in the blink of an eye, like smoke and dreams
The winter night is silent
Looking up into the distance, it is dark and quiet
Under the flashing neon lights
The graceful dancing snowflakes
Floatingly and gracefully
< p>Decorating the beautiful cityHaving the habit of chatting in the quiet night
Burning a piece of sandalwood
The curl of light smoke
< p> Wandering around the weak lightsPlaying a soft Buddhist tune
Inhaling the faint fragrance
Intoxicated by the beautiful melody
< p> This persistent and quiet valleyLet the endless thoughts spread endlessly
Far away and forget to return home. Appreciation of prose poems about Jingye Chapter 4: Lovesickness at Jingye
The silence of the night is deep,
Like the condensed colors of ink and painting suspended in the mist of the light curtain? Acacia.
The bright moon in the night sky walks gently in the gauze-like mist,
As quiet and gentle as a fairy,
Viewing the mountains and streams of Huaihuai In meditation, I miss you.
The mountain lies softly in light ink,
There is no sound of snoring,
What vaguely circulates in my sleep are your shadows? I love you.
A gentle river lingers at the foot of the mountain,
Telling the passing years softly,
The story with you in the time? It is because of you.
The moonlight walks leisurely in the gauze-like mist without any fatigue,
Silently thinking about my thoughts? I love you.
The hustle and bustle of the morning has already fallen asleep.
I fell asleep as deeply as a child. Love you. I love you.
Listen quietly to a cricket that is unwilling to be lonely,
From time to time, it sings the ageless love song loudly: I love you.
Time traveled lightly in the deep night sky,
Inadvertently walked into the dream of blooming lilacs,
Putting down a dream The mottled shadows on the ground disturbed the flower fairy's dream.
Can you entrust the fairy to your dreams,
Tell me about life after life? I miss you!?
Does the flower fairy in the quiet sleep dream of my heart? Yi's lover?
The elegant and light fragrance is still faintly floating in the sleep,
Charming and soul-stirring.
I beg the fairy to grant my wish and wake you up.
The long-cherished wish I made beside the Sansheng Stone? To be with you for life after life? To comfort you.
Thoughts drifting away quietly,
Wandering briskly in the soft light and shadow, forgetting to sleep,
Just to enter your dream,
Gently write "I love you" in your heart.
As time passes,
Has the long-lasting lovesickness slipped into your dream tonight?
Has it disturbed your dream? < /p>
The love words I wrote in continuation of my wishes in the past life and the next life? Just because I love you!
The Buddha said that when there is no sleep,
You will be in a person’s dream It tells of love.
I have no sleep tonight,