Poetry between you and me

Between you and me.

Adonis

When I stare at you

I caught a glimpse of the deep dawn.

I saw the ancients yesterday.

See everything I can't understand

I feel the universe flowing.

Between you and me.

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Between you and me.

Simones

The love between you and me is so weak.

Calm and pure

Like transparent air, like clear water.

That day last month.

The moon in the water.

You hide in the heart of a flower, with the petals of a thousand roses.

Cover your face

But I know you are there when I feel the fragrance of the breeze.

You are hiding in the high end of Guizhi, and there are 1000 leaves of osmanthus trees.

Cover your eyes

But I know you're here. The new moon you gave birth to surprised a group of love birds.

You are hiding in a clear stream with a thin layer of scales.

Stick to a soft waist

But I know you are here, when two goldfish as big as you happen to coincide.

If air is also made of yarn.

The gold thread in the daytime is intertwined with the silver thread at midnight.

I know you must be there.

When the rustling sounds, it is you who walk through the jungle at night.

Yes, between you and me.

Not far, I can feel your presence at any time.

When I opened my eyes, they were not closed.

Only the light like clear water.

Wandering between heaven and earth

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lovely

Zhang Zao

It seems that the past overlaps and overlaps, leaving only one.

Yesterday, the moon was always so round.

Old clothes will never have a place in this city.

Clean it up and put it on your warm body.

Then the weather changed, wet and rainy morning.

We have no umbrella, no number and no telephone here.

We are not alive, a forgotten camphor.

Curly, can't help myself, smell.

He himself, smelling the air I arranged early.

We seem to have divided ourselves into a lot.

Let the air give us a silhouette and good and evil.

Give us disaster and the actions that follow.

But one day camphor turned white with excitement.

Like boiling water, I have a hunch about the inexplicable news.

A room full of camellia stood up and juanjuan.

Your hand is in mine.

Our palm prints are changing rapidly.