Excerpts from poems

1. Xishui

A transparent stream is as clear as a mother's eyes.

In spring, your eyes are gorgeous;

In summer, your eyes are thick green;

In autumn, your eyes are clear;

In winter, you are tired-close your eyes and stop singing.

You breathe in the clouds in the blue sky, the sunset glow at dusk and the stars in the night sky; And left me as a child.

Oh! The rustling sugarcane forest and sweet wind by this stream once blew my childhood dream! I am lying beside you, leaning on my mother's chest, feeling very happy. ...

You are an ancient song in our life-

You see the procession riding donkeys coming, and some suona play funeral music;

You saw several burly men carrying heavy wooden coffins and sending the old man up the hillside;

You heard it too: the unicycle at the foot of the mountain crunched on the barren land. ...

Without you, who will leave us with natural colors;

Who will record the joys and sorrows of the mountain people for us?

Transparent stream, you gave me a pair of eyes that can distinguish colors.

When I am by your side and find myself a teenager, I want to go far.

Send me out of the mountain like you raised my mother!

2.

Trilogy of life

get through

Twist an idea and keep spreading it.

The past is like a pot of turbid wine.

Invite the moon to drink and the wind to dance.

Little tears are full of wine and songs.

Stories of glitz and fading are endless.

Yun Yun people love and hate books.

Time flies and disappears without a trace.

Scattered in the gap of time

The moonlight is full of sadness.

A person has been drunk for several years

Young dreams have blossomed in fragmentary flowers.

The vast sea of clouds winds and you can't see the fog ahead.

Water flows from one mountain to another.

Endless ups and downs.

Why are you chasing dreams everywhere?

Loneliness, loneliness, expectation

Draw without sleeping in the middle of the night.

It's hard to find the first regret around the scenery.

Wash away the regrets of the world and touch the trembling heartstrings again.

Driving a gentle heart.

To explore, to pursue, to research.

Flap the wings of youth and recover the lost time.

at present

This is true and simple.

Most people feel it quietly.

The ups and downs of that day.

Some people, however, count the years and own a boat.

Looking for it.

Fighting is at the forefront of the long river of years.

Most people are in a trance.

At arm's length, like a dream.

Time and tide wait for no man.

A pot of turbid wine is half cooked.

Nothing can be done.

A few people are looking for love.

Alas, the breeze blows affectionately.

But I don't want to pick a broken flower and defeat a willow tree.

How much meaning does reality give to life?

Don't get hooked on clouds.

You can either fail or give in.

You can win, you can't be complacent.

Looking for regrets can only pick up dusty dreams.

Lost the beautiful full moon.

Ushered in the brilliance of the sun.

The magnificent waterfall rushed to the cliff,

I'm also worried that I can't flow through the pool like jade.

future

Some people expect white clouds and blue sky.

Zheng ran to stir up trouble.

A series of lofty wishes.

Feel it wholeheartedly

Transcendence of the integration of heaven and earth

Hope to get a temporary new universe.

So the dance sleeves are graceful.

Hope to fly to the universe.

Many lovers twist the moonlight for three minutes to brew a flower edge.

Whisper in a lingering and sad voice

In my dream, Tianya flies over a thousand years of love with a breeze.

Drunk in a dream of red mansions

Lonely sadness will dye Baodai's lovesickness.

Talented people follow melodious rhyme.

Sing lofty parting, joys and sorrows

Take a step and sigh.

So lonely and old, like a fleeting time.

Instead of dreaming

Why not put colorful dreams in your mind?

Graffiti on the ideal color board

Paint a magnificent future.

Swing the boat of life and realize the ideal oath with good news