careless
Break into your world
From this time on.
Colorful June
Deduct the sentimental season
sky
Moved by you
Crystal dew
Casting a pure flower
on the earth
The joy of youth is everywhere.
Fenger
It's elegant for you
drizzle
Pat your heart.
You use sincere feelings
Wrote a song with no regrets
Hold sth in both hands
Moonlight.
Carefully brew fragrant teas.
With the help of the warm evening breeze
Start a romantic journey
destination
be
The night sky is with you.
With you wandering
A warm dream
Poetry 2: A leaf falling into the dust
Flowers are like flowers, but they are not worth a night of autumn rain.
Iraqis looked everywhere, and gradually they turned red.
Search every corner of my dream
Cold, wet and messy hair
In retrospect, I don't know what to pursue.
At the moment when the heart beats, it stays at the peak that has never been crossed.
Forget the world, floating Hong Ling skirt
Thinking about the memories of past lives hidden in cracks in rocks.
Withered petals, faded red suit.
Fall into a gap that no one noticed.
Leaves that have been waiting for a lifetime together.
Fall aside and accompany quietly.
With the remaining faded face
Go slowly with the years
Into the dust of the secular world
The wind, blowing in, can't be dispersed.
Poetry 3: vanilla hill, warm smiling face
Like a river slowly turning in a calm Yuan Ye.
Think of the wind as blowing through the yellow mud slope.
Do you remember when pebbles built castles?
But I can't forget the smile of sunset.
It's like the smell of dinner in the chimney.
When the sky is singing the chorus of migratory birds.
I wish I could go back and have a peek at camellia now.
Wait at the door for grandma to call home.
It's really easy to get old when time can stand up to face.
When life can bear pain and sorrow, it is hard to disappear.
You're just still listening to the sound of the spring behind the mountain.
I gently leaned back to sleep and counted the stars in the sky.
When thoughts converge into future happiness.
Think of it as a pencil that outlines the blueprint of life.
I just want to touch your warm smiling face.
Dream of vanilla mountain and live together in my heart.
Poetry 4: warmth
A festive day was formed six years ago.
Today's Tongling, fate and wine once again warmed a group of people.
The huge venue is full of people who are destined to go in one direction.
What captured me?
I sat down, slightly drunk, and then stood up.
Laugh into a flower and win the lottery.
Poetic like an angel, dancing like a witch.
Mix with wine and present one by one.
Still sinking? A fish sank into warm sea water.
A group of people sank into the boundless sea of wine.
What about me? I scoop ice cream under the neon lights.
Put this summer in your mouth and in your heart.
Poetry 5: Warm blessings
Candle light gently filled the hut,
Time goes slowly.
Thick curtains can't cut off daily feelings.
At this time, have you ever known my thoughts?
The flickering candlelight is my blessing at this time.
The fragrant coffee is ready.
I listened quietly outside the window,
Listen to my familiar footsteps.
I send you a rose,
I hold the soil under the rose for you.
I send you red leaves all over the mountain,
My feelings are recorded in the red leaves.
I lit a cigarette,
That smoke comes from my heart.
The smoke ring slowly becomes illusory,
I seem to see the road in the distance.
The singing of the hut will continue,
The melody of the hut never stops.
The cabin tells us deeply,
True friendship is to be cared for wholeheartedly!
Poetry 6: I love you.
I love you not only because of your appearance,
And because I look like I'm with you.
I love you not only because of what you have done for me,
And because of what I can do for you.
I love you because you can show my true side.
I love you because you have crossed the wilderness in my heart.
As easy as sunlight penetrating the crystal,
My stupidity, my weakness,
It hardly exists in your eyes.
The most beautiful place in my heart,
But your light shines,
No one will bother to do so much,
Everyone else thinks it is too much trouble to find.
So no one has ever found my beauty,
So no one has been here.
Poetry 7: Passing by
Flowers bloom quietly,
Bring a fragrance.
What do you miss quietly?
Who are the cheerful words for?
Don't say anything,
Tell me tomorrow.
I am a traveler,
If not,
Then leave it to the white clouds and the breeze,
Meet or not meet,
The same happiness.
Poetry 8: Warmth in Life
You are on the other end of the phone.
I'm on the other end of the phone.
Your warm words
It's always imprinted on my mind.
You are the warmth in my life.
Give my regards in the cold winter.
Although there are only a few words
But I'm still satisfied
So the wind is not cold.
There will be no more winter in my life.