In my waking dream.
That jumping splash
Make the feeling of splashing water more sensitive.
Sober matter is the center of language.
The scenery that rules the misty rain I stand in the rain.
Twilight accelerates the pace of modern poetry.
Arouse some writers' desire for cross talk and drinking.
You don't need the logic of language to give generously in your dreams.
Maybe it smells like each other's body odor.
Poetry can reflect on the unified canon.
Like wheat that ripens before the sickle in June.
When the sun leaves the equator, some substances will disappear with the sun.
Just like no cold wind in winter will freeze in the canyon.
If modern poetry is a building in front of a corridor,
Then the footsteps will be the heavy footsteps of its dedication.
Climbing is not the only strength and rose in modern poetry.
Like golden sand swaying in the ocean of light.
The wind will cook the green fresh, or throw it into the sea to turn yellow.
It has accumulated the lifeblood of words into the finishing touch.
The needle of a hundred flowers blooming is not only eye-catching, but also shocking the soul.
Thank you for giving it to me
You said you might meet a dead end in your life,
Maybe there's a gap for you to pass through,
If not, turn back as soon as possible.
I said, thank you for reminding me,
I seem to see your kind heart.
You said there is no absolute right or wrong in life,
The so-called right or wrong depends largely on your value orientation.
You say it's better to wash away the lead than to paint it casually.
Do what needs to be done and do it well.
I said, thank you, I will work hard in the direction I think is right.
Work hard.
You say, life is a mirror,
You frown at it, and it frowns at you,
You smile at it, and it smiles back at you.
You say, why are we alive? For happiness,
So we are not only happy, but also confident.
I said, I see your optimism,
I saw your broad mind,
I will regard you as my best friend.
Just because you say you're not afraid doesn't mean you have courage.
Courage makes you afraid, painful,
Let's move on.
You said that the flower of dreams favors people who have patience and persistent pursuit.
If I give you a dream of a Zhu Jin flower today,
You should have the courage to buy out the whole spring.
I said, you must have a beautiful appearance and a pure heart.
Your words gave me courage and confidence,
Experience the twists and turns of life
You said that wealth, love and power are all deposits.
Life will not bring, death will not bring,
Can't escape the final alternation.
You said that in a person's life, there may be only one time when he makes a difference.
Work hard now, and don't waste time on regrets and worries.
I said, the right to life and death is not my ultimate pursuit.
It doesn't need much,
Do something good for people,
Do something that makes you feel at ease.
You said that the power of genius combined with hard work,
Is the most perfect state,
Superman's talent and extraordinary perseverance and perseverance,
Reach the pinnacle of glory.
You said that as long as there is real reward,
There will be tangible returns.
I said, I am not a genius, but I will be diligent.
I will strive to achieve success,
But I won't be a slave.
Thank you! The warmth and care you gave me,
Thank you! My motto in life.
Save your smile for those who hurt you the most.
Between men and women, it may take a long way from meeting to heartbeat to two of a kind, and then to each other's superb spiritual call. And from all undefended to all tender feelings, it will turn into a sigh, perhaps in a short moment. When the true love of the past no longer exists, when the flowers of emotion have been turned red by the winter rain, people are always used to resting on the branches of love and singing softly, instead of clinging to the tender feelings in their hearts.
When people who hurt themselves come to their senses, they are determined to retaliate in the same way. But this is unwise, unpretentious and unlovable. The most appropriate way is to say goodbye to him with a smile.
Give a smile to those who failed us, keep your tears to yourself, give your blessings to those who failed us, and keep your pain to yourself. Who can say goodbye with a smile without high cultural accomplishment, subtle insight into emotions and heartfelt love for the loved ones?
It is not easy to leave a smile for ordinary friends, and it is even more difficult to leave a smile for those who fail us, because the person who hurts us the most may have been our favorite. The more you give, the more painful it is when you are hurt.
However, we must smile.
Emotion is a very complicated thing. We can't force others. There are thousands of reasons when you are in love, and none of them holds water when you are not in love. Who can tell the mystery?
Who can tell, love is unsolvable, love is impermanent, and you can only smile, so why bother others and hurt yourself?
Maybe one day you wake up and suddenly find your smile, call back the old one and tell me your mood at the moment. Maybe this is the reward of smiling? !
Maybe one day, when you wake up, you suddenly find someone who smiles for you every day. What should you do?
Love is impermanent, but beautiful. Why not let love continue to be beautiful, why not let that ugly hate become beautiful? Because you are already in love, smile for him and leave this shallow smile to the person who hurts you the most. .....
You were ten years ago.
if
The clear sky is just for the sake of
Let you look back in a hurry
Can catch a glimpse of my sadness
Then how I wish
Like kapok in full bloom on Ailao Mountain.
Waiting for the wind shadow to wait for your gentle smile.
if
The breeze on the river bank is just for
Let you lean against the red window alone
I can send my regards.
Then how I wish
Shy sunset under banana tree
Bathing in the moonlight is like bathing your girl's heart.
Rain Man
Wet the corner of the pillow where I sleep.
Unfortunately, if.
If there are too many
On this unbearable and destructive spring mountain day, it is so much.
Broke the tentacles of my eyes.
So the heat has dropped.
It's hot again
The light on my road is still there.
Still walking in the footsteps of dreams
only
You in the distance
That wisp of spring breeze rippling hair tip
Can you brush out your loneliness?
In front of the attic in memory
Do you still want to hold your chin with your hands?
or
In a morbid manner
Sing the song "Dried Plum" that overflowed the lake repeatedly.
So many years of mountains and rivers.
The impression is full of red azaleas.
Can you still light up your face as usual?
Years wither
Although the heart is not as cold as steel.
But how much?
It will never be as rainy and sad as before.
Spring rain didn't come
This season is very dry.
Just set a fire.
Maybe you can burn the whole mountain into your beauty in my sleep.
My memory is too scrawled.
Although you promised that in that deep winter
Shall I gently untie your red rope?
This promise is engraved on my heart.
Although I'm not the one who untied your red rope
But that time I nodded silently.
But every night at midnight, it's all my thoughts.
Put your letter on the day when the light is on.
Take it out of the drawer of the years
Yellow stationery
A whole page of lovesickness
Whispering to me in the pale moonlight of a foreign land
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The last poem
I haven't said goodbye yet.
I hurried through the journey of love.
Can't bear to look back
Warm words of the past
be as tender and soft as water—be deeply attached
I want to be under that tree.
Is there still our vague figure?
Poetry soaked with blood and tears
Break the last dream of my life
I really want to put this last poem
Throw it into the river.
Afraid of winter coming again
To this cold heart
Cover it with a thick layer of ice.
I'm not me anymore-going to the moon.
one
In the silent midnight
In the loneliness covered with scars
Me and a bunch of moldy books
Hug each other for warmth.
I have to follow the footsteps of time.
Walk forward helplessly.
But my heart has always remained in the memory of the past.
Moonlight is like lonely eyes.
Can see through my heart
Then mysteriously turned away.
I can't find the trace anymore.
Only painful fragments are left on the ground.
Groaning and crying in the wind
You come from the afterglow of dusk.
Eyes burning, with the sunshine.
There is a rock-like firmness in the eyes.
As gentle as water.
Your name is the most familiar in my life.
It overflowed my mind like a poem.
Cover up the sadness in the fundus one by one.
I know you are still you.
again and again
I want to awaken the truest emotion in my heart.
But what you don't know is
I'm not me anymore.
Don't say you think I'm still the same as yesterday
My vicissitudes are not written on my face.
But it's deep in my heart
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Winter in the north is really cold.
Only snow and ice and the howling cold wind.
Give you silent greetings.
I really don't know what to say to you.
Let the cold wind blow up my messy long hair.
The sun, the moon and the stars are silent, and everything is silent.
I don't want to break the silence of the night
Let the past pass me like the wind.
You are still you.
Who am I now?
Actually, you don't know him anymore.
A heart full of holes
There will never be anything you once knew.
Innocent and perfect past
The story of the night is spreading silently.
There are ten thousand kinds of heavy worries in my heart.
Approaching the familiar you.
It's like walking into a castle full of sunshine.
But the haze in my heart
Will make all the bright colors
vanish in an instant
You are still you.
You used to know me.
There's no going back.
All you can do is turn around and leave.
Stop fantasizing about watching spring with me.
The dream of spring is yours and others'.
I know I have missed the spring in my life.