So I'm just a wisp
A faint breath
A faint breath
Like an autumn leaf and a winter snow.
It turns out that I am in the hands of fate.
Sleep like a baby
But I can't stand the loneliness of my dream.
Everything I want
Maybe this is life.
Everything in life
one's whole life
It turns out that I am a me
It turns out that I'm not just me.
2. Question 65438+2007123 October
Wipe away tears in your sleep?
When there is moonlight.
On a thunderous night, these sorrows turned into dew in the morning.
In the new sunshine
At the top of the dragonfly flying grass
They cried.
Sunshine and grass
They believed it.
Today's happiness and yesterday's forgetting.
In my eyes
Between my eyebrows.
In the palm of my hand
3. Record 2007.3. 12
You told me not to be unhappy.
You want me to believe that everything will be all right in the end.
Continue to swallow pills in the morning and continue to look forward to a tenacious and powerful heart.
And vulnerability is always devouring.
At night, I snuggled up in my mother's arms and fell asleep.
Sometimes I long to go back to my mother's body. If we can re-conceive, can we avoid a lot of suffering?
Perhaps, fate has drawn a cruel route and asked me to trudge away step by step.
Spring, swaggering in the near future.
I remember a lot of spring. There are flying flocs, snow white and warm spring.
My face is wrapped in that red scarf.
In spring, I sat in the yard, scorched by the sun, like a tree waiting to sprout.
I remember the smell. Remember mother's side face, gentle arc.
I like the first memories of my life. So light, so light.
I want to miss it in my belly.
Then I realized how rich I was.
There should be no sadness, no complaints.
Why are you so greedy that you have to clean all the good things?
Thinking of this and looking at the spring scenery outside the window, I began to calm my mind.
Want to think in silence.
Try to survive.
4. Floating over 2006. 10.20
I feel those shadows.
Floating across the city, floating across the dreams of children who are still awake.
There is no possibility of the future.
Death is like a sharp cry.
Ring through the night of life
I'm not afraid, but I'm just shivering.
I feel those huge palms.
Smash our consciousness.
I can understand what it means to fall asleep
A moment of coma
The loss of a lifetime
Only you opened the curtain for me.
Return to the original silence
5. 29 May 2006
It is difficult to achieve absolute life.
only
Watching the night fall inch by inch.
The tree that changed the window became a dark image.
Squeeze out a few pieces of broken sky of lake blue.
only
Waiting for the sun, the moon and the stars
Samsara is in a world of inaction.
Let the light shine
We lost our bleeding faces.
Jean ai
Suffer a loss or loss
There are always some places.
We spent all our time trying to get close.
But never arrived.
There is always some time.
The price is huge.
Win a moment's attachment
Your memory
Your disappearance
6. Untitled * IV 2007 June 2007
The temperature of the cup mouth
It's the fragrance of flowers on the lips.
A cup of faint jasmine.
Sitting quietly in the evening of June
Fengguotang
The tea is cold.
Think about how many years ago today.
Bitter dreams are euphemistic.
Constant starlight shines on your temples like snow.
A memory
shake
Old lover, you know?
It's very cold before going to bed tonight.
be disheartened
blow out a candle
Courtyard deep no longer ask.
Tears in your eyes
Young lover, you don't know
The length of this life
How to measure by missing?
I personally went into battle to express my respect for Tian Wei and suggested that the questioner buy a copy of Half an acre of flowers.
I have a mole under my right eye. That's a tearful mole.
If you can, let my right eye cry.
The other eye makes her bright and smile.