Do you see the sunflowers in the sun?
Look at it. It doesn't bow its head.
But turn around.
It turned away.
It's like trying to bite it off
The one around the neck
The rope in the sun's hand
Did you get a look at him?
You saw the tree with its head held high.
Did you glare at sunflowers in the sun?
Its head almost covers the sun.
Even without the sun, it will look up.
Still shining.
Did you see that sunflower?
You should get close to it.
When you approach it, you will find it.
The soil under its feet.
Every time I catch it,
There will definitely be clutch bleeding.
Tan Shuhua Dai Shulun
Watch the flowers fall today, and see the flowers bloom tomorrow. Flowers bloom to the sun and fall to the moss.
Since the flowers are different, see you in a few days.
Shu Kui Ge Hua Cen Can
A flower bloomed yesterday, and a flower bloomed today. Today's flowers are just right, and yesterday's flowers are old.
I knew that people are not as old as flowers, but unfortunately they don't sweep them away. Life can't be a teenager, so don't worry about selling drinks by the bed.
Please have the money to go to the restaurant, but I can't see it, sunflower.
Yellow sunflower lishe
Don't send amateurs to see the flowers. Newly dyed goose111ttt.com is good at chasing the autumn wind to heaven, and Ziyang ladies-in-waiting want to be crowned.
Abelmoschus manihot flower
The famous flower has eight leaves and tender gold, and the color shines on the bamboo forest. But the beauty is idle, and she suspects that Tan Kouyin is in the middle.
Let the yellow sunflower in the yard grow strong
Light makeup is a new light yellow dress, and I am late for holding the golden stove. Facing the moon, it seems a pity to pour out the country's appearance, and leaning on the wind is like singing empty words.
I heard Tan Zhuo's words at the first sight, and I tried to talk to Yun. In order to give my colleagues a good look, I can't help leaving autumn dew.
sunflower
Human physics should be inferred, not early autumn and late autumn. Although yellow is beautiful, the wind and frost are ahead.
sunflower
I'm afraid the peony will turn purple again, and turn red again after a long time. Charming is not like a girl in a mulberry room, but she is deeply fascinated by the next Weng.
sunflower
Natural tenderness is bright, autumn is bright, and the light dyed goose skirt is light. It is better to be drunk than to be near a golden cup, but the heart grows to be a steam turbine.
There are no seeds on Siniang's road, but there is a little affection between her eyebrows and eyes. Don't borrow Ye Zhao's roots, envy him for being a loner.
sunflower
Entangled powder, tired heart and vomiting English, wrinkled roots and soft leaves. On windy days, Jinxiu Cave is full of flowers.
The five-color species were left by Wu Dixiu, awakening people to shine the spirit of Chu River. Every year, every family has a bottle of peaches, peaches and calamus.
sunflower
On the pool, the dew is very high, and the dew is zero. Tan Xin first leans to the Japanese side. The side gold is like a new lamp, and the steamed chestnut is the beginning of Joan.
Peony should not be promoted, and peony should avoid Yao's name. Who can count the broken autumn flowers? It goes without saying that everyone is drunk.
sunflower
Spring flowers and summer flowers have fallen, showing a piece of autumn fragrance. The capital must be all over the earth, and the cover must be all carved.
The color of the clothes is even according to the water, and the dust is not strong. You should laugh at chrysanthemums. It's boring, fence Leng Yan.
Huang Lian
To put it bluntly, the yellow rain did not divide, flying to the world like a cloud. Mao Mao rain in the sky often covers it, making it fragrant for several days.
Huang Lian
As long as the wine is mixed with warm alcohol, the enemy will do anything. I want to write a poem, and I have a deep desire, but I suspect that I am laughing at the bald man.
Song of sunflower
The crimson calyx is full of dew, which contains English and Zhu Yun. Who is as loyal as the temple gallery, who can show his mind and lean toward the sun?
Two Sunflower Poems
Although plants are subtle, people are at a loss. Li died in Yinshan, not like a sunflower knows the sun.
Two Sunflower Poems
After Cao, who returned home in triumph, Yang didn't forget it. Cold knowledge of the wild old door is cold, and the festival is unintentional.
sunflower
When I entered Nagato, I only wore light makeup, and my autumn clothes were still old palace yellow. Finally, I don't believe in your kindness and fall in love with the sun every day.
Fuyuan sunflower
The sunflower blossoms have stopped and the seeds are heavy. Long strip trapped in the wind and rain, lying on the pillow ridge.
Looking back on the first flowers, I am in jeopardy. When you can get it, you are ruined.
The floating root is not Ren Xue, but picking and harvesting the remaining species. At the end of forbearance, the stem is burning and piled up in the corner.
sunflower
Peanuts are just around the corner, and the meaning has been found. Day after day, watching flowers.
sunflower
Brilliant hair in Zhu Guangli, gathered in the shade. It falls on the same mountain at night and burns in the sea at noon.
The fragrance of the fragrance is precious, and the fresh light shines on the algae feast. Fang Qun was rewarded, and the lonely planting turned into pity.
Shu kui Hua qu
Lan Wan Lun, Willem, and Han Yan Zebe, Iowa. Seeing flowers with meaning in your eyes begins quickly, and your hard work and pride are not enough. Secular luxury, good flowers and ugly hollyhocks. Eleven thousand dollars is very small, so you can't enjoy the garden or poppy. It's a pity that the light comes on in an instant, but the sun is worried about rain. Wild people love hollyhock, which is good and durable. Juan is as straight as hemp as autumn frost. A thousand rotten flowers should be delivered in time, but manure can't be poured out of the hands of garden slaves. Beautiful brocade is more difficult to use than squid, and puffer fish is as palatable as carp. There are no carvings on the wide court, and the walls are as thick as a foot. Flowers bloom and fill the empty hall, preferably at the beginning of the day and after the rain. I want to show this flower a little and pour wine for the guests. Although this flower is cheap and expensive, who is a gentleman? Sima Jun's real name is pedantic.
It is lovely to see red and purple sunflowers in the hut.
Who wants to see the whole city? Purple silk is a barrier, covering the sky and the sun, and red brocade cuts clothes and mops the floor. Melancholy suddenly comes from climbing, and sadness is mostly born at other times. You don't have to dream of being prosperous, but wild butterfly bees have their own feelings. Supplemented by the respondent: 2009- 12-30 14:54
1, the loneliness of sunflower
Text/Looking for Snow and Sunny
On the other side, the typhoon is landing.
See how it swept the earth.
The wind before dawn was born.
A lonely sunflower, swaying,
Disappointment and prostration aggravated the terror at night.
On the other hand, the wind mercilessly swept away the fruits of autumn.
In this season, you
The ideal of sunflower was blown away by the wind.
The moon in the wind is broken for you.
When you fall, I will pick you up again.
The earth returns in flames, lonely you.
How will you settle the broken dreams that you once wanted to bloom overnight?
Lantern in the wind last night
Light the way for you who are lost.
You,111ttt.com, are like fire. You burned it before.
Complete the most wonderful life.
You are a seed that cannot blossom.
In my palm, you gradually swell and sprout.
In the center of your land, listen to your eternal song.
Tonight, I smile at you, those seeds that have not been blown down by the wind.
How to recover in the wind is like the fire in your heart is getting stronger and stronger.
There is no wind energy to put it out.
At this moment, heart and heart go hand in hand, as long as we are together.
Taiwan rheumatism can't cure your lonely heart.
2. The loneliness of sunflower
Text/False
After the master left, you refused.
All the words and descriptions
More silent. Only dusk light.
Wear it on your body and fight the world.
Listening to the low insects singing the old days over and over again.
Whispering with a fallen leaf
You have been standing in the distance. Pass by occasionally
Seeing the loneliness of sunflower in the shadow
As soon as you lift your feet, you will reach the end of the world.
3. The loneliness of sunflower
Wen/used to be a swordsman
It burns at night.
The last thin body
Without your help, I still stopped.
Facing the burning hero sky
Raise one's head habitually
Bend your back
In this land of silent growth
Breathe sunshine
rise
drop
A day of sudden flood.
One question after another
Finally flooded the scarecrow in the last wheat field.
For memory.
The last loneliness
Refuse to walk in the trembling wind
Release the turbulent gold to the extreme.
Let countless words be chiseled away.
Re-carve a plump and blooming face
In the dark night
Stable and fierce
Burn into a sun that no longer shines.
Until the autumn fog clears, this is a lifetime.
I won't fall down again
When you come back,
Everything will be quiet.
But you will still see
My crooked spine
In this dark land without God.
Pick out the impression that a magnificent sun is like a leaning tower.
4. The loneliness of sunflower
Game poetry
I am a sunflower.
I am short, and my grain has withered.
My master abandoned me during the autumn harvest.
Destiny, I belong to a lonely family.
I can only live away from my brothers.
I turned my round head.
There is a thin autumn around.
Cicada chirps, and autumn wind is silent.
And the sunset covers the land of chaos.
And you are in the distance, swaying in my sight.
I clearly see that you are a proud flower.
Winter is coming.
I will be a lonely sunflower in the snow.
Would you like to accompany me?
5. The loneliness of sunflower
Game poetry
Witness the boundless vilen.
Late autumn became a kite with a broken thread.
My sad piano music came in early October with frost.
I am a sunflower abandoned by the barn.
The cold wind blew and the moonlight was cold.
And I don't want to talk about high returns.
Childbearing is the only pain in my soul.
I will be buried by heavy snow.
Buried in the mountains under my feet.
I asked the god of poetry
Let me listen to the beautiful steps of spring in the snow.
6. Loneliness of Sunflowers
Text/Looking for Snow and Sunny
clear memory
Meet you in the sunflower field
Your eyes are different, as if to penetrate the mystery of the world.
Standing on gold
For brown bread and prostitutes' children.
The twilight of dawn, women and sunflowers
Eyes full of melancholy eyes.
Looking at the distant night, puzzled.
From then on, the heart is in the valley.
I planted your suffering brother.
I use my lonely heart and conscience.
Read your lonely soul
Today, your soul stands in the distance.
Examine the noise of the world
And the humble souls of little people
You stare gloomily at the gold in front of you.
Eyes full of hope and longing.
Lonely brother! I can read you.
Standing on the golden yellow, your eyes penetrate your heart.
You are questioning why humans are still biting each other.
Some people laugh at the sight of blood and bones.
Your heart is already lonely as the golden sun.
7. Loneliness of Sunflowers
Text/Huang Xingfeng
When is the flowering period?
I don't really care.
All I care about is
Flowering process
Those vivid days in bud
In fact, what I need to do is
Just pull the grass at any time.
Loose soil that may harden.
Water and fertilizer
Shade her in summer and keep her warm in winter.
That's all. /that's all/that's all
Then. Sit down at the desk
Spread out a book
Heat another pot of hot wine.
Between shallow drinking and slow drinking
Chew until you break your teeth with a sigh.
-"Sunflower"
Seeing my son at this time
Take a poem I just wrote.
Fold into a paper plane
2005. 10. 13
8. Loneliness of Sunflowers
Text/wind falls asleep
-how can you be lonely, how can you? !
When I become a touch between your teeth and a beat of your tongue, that is, I can give my life.
one
Desire, the longer, the higher.
Missing, the longer, the weaker.
Please plant me on the coast with you.
Looking into the distance is no longer a memory separated by mountains and seas.
two
There is always a cloud to know each other.
There is always a cloud from west to east.
Endless aquatic plants
My leaves are dense.
Kneel at one's feet
Homesickness is getting darker and darker.
It is raining harder and harder.
I just want to catch my homesickness.
Grab another handful of homesickness and cover it up.
The desolation of the land
Homesickness is the golden head.
Homesickness, suddenly hold your breath.
Along the road of homesickness
Can't find the door to go home
three
Autumn is a tree.
I stand in Yuan Ye in autumn.
It's just a dream arrival
How kind it should be.
9. Loneliness of Sunflowers
Text/Miao Fei
( 1)
As the sun sets, loneliness falls into the twilight.
Who stood silently, stepping on a piece of sand.
Tears accumulated for many years, gradually falling.
The light by the bridge is on. A familiar voice
Fell at my feet and broke into my heart.
I am golden. Who am I dancing for?
Piercing the twilight, a ray of moonlight fell on my lips.
I was shaking all over. I kept it for many years.
It collapsed at that moment, my hometown.
Where are you!
(2)
I stared, trying to get rid of the noise.
But everything is screaming. I'm still lonely
In the midst of prosperity, the heart is as heavy as a pool.
No ripples. I waited for laughter alone.
Can be opened in my palm.
The stream in my dream is still singing, and I am standing far away.
Already in no way back. My gold can't be warm.
The eyes of loved ones. Meet the wind alone in other places
Day after day. I will grow old eventually.
Always in the eyes of others
(3)
I am a sunflower, and my eyes are wet with dew.
I want to break through all the darkness, but my hometown is getting farther and farther away.
I kept asking and looking.
Where I want to go, it's mine.
A lighted lamp
I am a sunflower, crying and laughing.
I scolded, too, but I can't turn back. I will tear up loneliness
Start laughing, hometown, and cry with me.
10, the loneliness of sunflower
Text /NT Sasha Vujacic
A quiet girl in the sun. A pure face
Raise the height of dreams
Gaze, or wait for it.
Destined to be happy and lonely
Take out a full heart.
Really shed tears. Standing in the floating wind
Calling for the burning pain of death over and over again
Inevitably sinking. A dazzling light.
Was carried away by incomparable dust.
The rest is sunflowers.
A life of arrogance and glitter.
It's getting dark and my head is low.
Still silent. Only release
Bright and lonely.
Like an inner fire.
1 1, the loneliness of sunflower
Text/Deep in Han Xiao
I'm not finished. When it's gray
Twilight gradually enveloped the whole sky.
When the sunshine disappears from my warm eyes
The last wisp of skirt.
I haven't finished yet.
The surging111ttt.com continues to burn my cheeks.
The warm call is still slipping away.
My lips
My blooming gold has not faded yet.
I haven't put away my smile.
My head is still high.
My straight waist is not bent yet.
But why is the world so quiet?
However, why is there a chill in the air?
What brutally took away my voice?
What is unreasonably blocking my view?
The moonlight swept over coldly.
Ivylinna Lee learned everything, my language and mine.
Eyes, my desire
The world is lonely.
The wilderness is lonely.
It's still bright gold
Silence turned into a warm dream
The unfinished words fell asleep and looked haggard.
Some are unwilling. There are some.
Stubborn, climbing over the edge of dreams
Detective dawn
12, the loneliness of sunflower
Text/plum snow remains the same
Sunflower's brilliant face
A river with sunny eyes.
Dreams are also golden.
The earth is silent.
The ideal of feeding it
Sunflower neck manipulation
Avoid attracting attention
Far away, always bright.
Passerby in twos and threes
Away from home
Sunflowers are lonely
Occasionally, someone will think romantically.
13, the loneliness of sunflower
Text/Zhan Hailin
The man stopped painting.
He threw gold at the earth.
That autumn, the earth grew into a huge sunflower.
He died, too. Let a dancing bullet fly in.
He is happy in the sky and then sleeps in the flower core forever.
So many people saw him happy.
So many people hold birds and dance around sunflowers.
A man stepped on his blood and returned to a remote village.
Plant all the time of teenagers and young people in the soil.
Then a sunflower came out.
Long on his chest, with heavy loneliness.
Sunflowers couldn't feed him, so he went to plant wheat.
It is purely accidental that he leads a depressed and polite life.
He will light the withered straw on his lips and silently miss it.
Sunflowers in dreams