Ask for a poem entitled dream.

[Original] Dream (Poetry) Text/Castle Peak

Reach middle age

Dream of thought

Be tireless.

clamber

Long years ......

On the apricot blossom in full spring

Watch butterflies dance.

In front of the stone platform under the ancient shadow of the village head

Feel the warm invitation of summer sunshine

Love is autumn wind.

How I don't want to

How I don't want to

Let full of sadness

Into the hazy winter. ......

There is no color.

There is no transparency.

Looking for childhood footprints

Day after day, year after year

Waking up is another nostalgic dawn.

& lt dream > Wang Lixia.

be intoxicated

A snow-white horse with its head held high.

fine horse

Running freely on the boundless grassland.

inexhaustible

Occasionally a long whistle.

This is for the grassland—

Its mother

The simplest and most heroic attachment

be intoxicated

A snow-white winged bird

pigeon

Gently float across the clear water.

sky

Never wander.

Accompanied by a serial whistle

This is for the sky—

Its mother

The most direct and loudest compliment

be intoxicated

A small white fish.

Slide slowly across the deep sea

bottom of water

Don't know how to retreat

Spit a bunch casually

pearl

This is about the ocean—

Its mother

The tenderest and sweetest kiss.

only

Gradually

The grassland is old and narrow.

The sky is pale and heavy.

Every drop of seawater

These are bitter tears

When a person is bleeding and crying.

life

Sigh the impermanence of time

I

In the wind and rain

Forget it exists.

(Original) Dream-Poetry

Dreaming of my soul's humble abode

Colorful, especially bright.

A faint scent suggestive of melancholy.

Blowing in the wind

Turn into tears.

There is a painful light at night.

Live like a dream

Wandering in dreams all my life

Flying butterflies in the dream of words

On the dew-covered grass tips

Indulge in the coolness and clarity of dew.

Dawn has torn the veil of night.

Dreams fade in the morning light.

A failed dancer

Facing the east

Borrow poetry sleeves

The aftertaste of the dream of flutter and dance

Dream poem/potato

Chenguang is reading a poem by the lake alone.

Autumn leaves are scattered, and Haizi groans in pain.

The forefinger cries for the future.

Sadness, confusion and longing breed from the heart.

You appear at the end of the road.

Wave to me with a shallow smile.

The wind messed up your hair.

Dewdrops reflect your clear eyes.

I was fascinated and dizzy.

Lose the ability to act

dear

I miss you so much.

Running towards you

I just want to hug you tightly.

Tears blurred the vision.

You slowly disappear into the distance.

Panic, fear of me, my heart is tearing.

Run like hell

I just want to keep you for a while.

I knelt in the middle of the road.

Catch the scattered air

Pull up a hoarse throat and cry.

"Dear people,

Where are you? "