Author: Han Rongyu
There are many roads in the world,
There are smooth and winding roads.
And I just like this winding road.
Because it is mysterious, it makes me yearn for it.
So I chose this road,
Despite the ridicule of the world.
I resolutely hit the road.
The thorns on the road keep stinging me,
But all I see is the bright red and delicate flowers in front of me.
I will only move forward and will not stop.
When I look back at the road I walked,
Calm and authentic, "no regrets"
I chose the right path, my life is blooming and my soul is blooming.
It turns out that the road can really be stepped out.
As long as you are determined, brave and like it.
There is no choice.
Author: the soul of gay poetry
Whether you want to be with someone you shouldn't be with,
Just when I learned to walk,
You blame?
Love the wrong person,
Truth or confusion?
Whether to play with things that shouldn't be played,
When I first learned to interact,
Do you hate it?
Crazy things that tempt you,
Enrichment or confusion?
Whether to let go of the mystery that should not be let go,
Just when I was satisfied.
What are you looking for?
Solve your unsolved mystery,
Insist or give up?
choose
Author: Same old.
Being sick is a test.
God told me in a dream
I always had that innocence.
Always believe
Inexplicable silence in front of relatives and friends
Pretend to be strong
Let the grief caused by the disease flow away.
Flowing away in a moment of silence
then
Friends and relatives will mistakenly think that I am the lonely Lord.
Silent Lord
Is a slave to god.
Let me swing at the end of happiness and misfortune.
Swing between love and money
finally
They are both going in the same direction.
It was my choice that lost its meaning.