Ask the reader for the short poem "You won't come" in the magazine.

Is this it ~ ~ ~

You're not coming

Chanel

proposal

If you don't come, who are you?

A son with two sons finally got to know me.

Poems in the white world pass through my mind day after day.

The germs are watching me sooner or later, aren't you coming?

I look up at colorful peaks and jagged nanmu.

Reach out your finger and break all kinds of cold in this world.

You stay in heaven, you spread magical beauty.

A dreamer, He Mingcaotan.

one

The sea breeze blows rhododendron, a Qiang village.

Don't come.

There are also farming and grazing, and the terraces are rippling with the hardships and expectations of the years.

Don't come.

Around Minshan, the Minjiang River is surging, and the steps to follow are empty.

Don't come.

I crossed the stone in China, and I looked back at the abyss of the road.

Don't come.

two

Butterflies have bright eyes, and Yuanyang plays pillow in the south of the Yangtze River.

Don't come.

Smiling flowers avoid mosquitoes and flies and pick them.

Don't come.

My heart is like autumn water, my breath is like blue, and my steps are like wind.

Don't come.

When the cardamom is in its prime, the birds jingle and the mountains and streams are sown.

Don't come.

three

Ordinary chisel stone, jade palace pepper smoke curled up.

Don't come.

From this life to the next, the road to heaven has been paved.

Don't come.

Dragons capture and slaughter, Tianzhu is majestic, and phoenix birds linger.

Don't come.

I'm not in the mood. Mingyue suspects that I'm a toad.

Don't come.

four

Open the skylight, the home is green, and the castle of thought is built.

Don't come.

After human blood injury, comfort tears and sigh.

Don't come.

Sweat drops pile up in the granary, and bronze manuscripts are called breeze.

Don't come.

Arms fluttering like flags, tapestries and black hair dream copy

Don't come.

last or end syllable

Weeds beach, plateau waterfowl throw hydrangeas.

When the flowers are full and withered, you won't come.

The sea overflows the earth's head, and you don't come.

All the sheep in the air have fallen, so don't come.

You can't come. The sun and the moon illustrate the only earth.

The earth has propped up eternity, and the water plants are endless.

The grass is dead and green.

Many lives pass by under the crystal sky.