Poems about the taste of life

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There are still flowers that can breathe

I wish I could use my hands to cover the coldness on the pillow

Looking at the moon from the window of a foreign land

Looking at the moon, luxury Reason

patching up the vicissitudes of the years

eyes full of every plant and tree in my hometown

how far the road is, how long the longing is

Rice

I can’t touch the sun

Young childhood

Carrying spring and food and clothing in a basket

Sorghum lies On the hot spring

Toon trees on the cliff

Looking down at the sweetness of millet porridge

Thousands of miles away, a taste bud full of poetry

Dancing with the firelight and smoke of the mountain village

That is the dance after the fragrance of rice

Oil

Too much, or too little, the dish is not fragrant

Fragrant. It’s the gaze of gorgeous mountain flowers

It’s the eternal hope

After the cold winter, it’s still crazy

The mouth is shining with oil as you eat and taste

No trace of red lips

Only piles of discarded bones

Boiling with thoughts. That is what humans have eaten

A silence for hundreds of millions of years

Salt

Life is like salt, life is also like salt

Without salt, there is no taste, life is like white water

Your wisdom is supreme

You dominate everything, but you are speechless

Ordinary influences the ordinary

The journey has led me to walk all my life

Before melting, I was exhausted

Disappearing in the crowd without any choice

The scale of life is really difficult to grasp Ah

Sauce

Loneliness is the color of life

Soy sauce is the color of food

Impetuous people will not enjoy loneliness< /p>

Replay every bit of daily life in silence

Too much taste, less taste and even less interesting

Experience the warm and sharp atmosphere

If you don’t understand loneliness, you don’t understand love

Beauty is lost on the cardamom tips

Everyone has their own taste, no need to make a fuss

Vinegar

< p> All the vicissitudes of life bloom on the tip of the tongue

In the dark night, the moon burps

Half of insomnia is fire

Vinegar is a slightly addictive poison

Flowers sprout green buds when you are tired

Jealousy will make your stomach feel comfortable

Love, in fact, does the same

< p> Sometimes vinegar is also needed for digestion

Tea

Once in a high place

Cheering and dancing to you

All the leaves They all fell quietly

Only you are still in people's lives

Quietly performing the feat of going through fire and water

Let people taste it

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After the fragrance of secular autumn and winter, and

A little bit bitter...

Sour

Hidden in the darkness of the night

The footprints are stained with fatigue

I believe in God, but the pain in my feet

Without the permission of time

Sweet

All the stars have fallen asleep

Only lies yawn

With the fragrance of flowers

In love

Bitter< /p>

A heavy rain is coming, a drunken tree

Walking in the shallow water, thinking about a person

The body temperature in winter and how to do it

The hollowness and dreams that transcend time

Spicy

Time is older than appearance

I ride in the night, in life

< p>Depravity, disorder in order.

Picking up

Empty fragments one after another

Salty

It turns out that life is so rich, as if

Pearls are stacked on the shore

Sweet, like lovers reunited after a long absence

Slightly salty, like sweat brewing wine again