Requesting 40 poems, no more than one line and no more than 13 lines! Ha, please

Olive tree

Don’t ask me where I come from

My hometown is far away

Why am I wandering

< p>Wandering far away

For the birds flying in the sky

For the gentle stream in the mountains

For the broad grassland

Wandering far away

And there are still

For the olive tree in my dream

Don’t ask me where I come from

My hometown is far away

Why wander

Why wander far away

For the olive tree in my dream

Field of Dreams

Everyone has an acre of land in his heart

Everyone has a dream in his heart

One seed after another

It’s the one in my heart acres of land

What to plant with it

What to plant with it

Grow peaches, plums, spring breeze

Pear blossoms bloom in spring Come again

That is an acre of land in my heart

That is an unawakening dream in my heart

I am honest and happy

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You ask me what I am pursuing, I think what I am pursuing is to understand my own life.

I love life.

You ask me what I am pursuing. I believe that what I am pursuing in this life is the burning of life. In this life,

I can get some crystallization. Rather than a pile of ashes.

I believe in eternal life. This expectation for the next life gives me the strength to live well and happily.

I know how precious this life is,

I want to live it well,

and I must live it happily.

I am honest and happy.

The desert

The nostalgia of the past life is spread before my eyes,

Ah, - a piece of yellow sand,

Think of me, think of me ,

Being firmly bound by the black and yellow color of this world,

The drifting heart is here slowly,

slowly falling into the dust together.

The wind howling in the sky,

swept away the road of no return,

The earth just handed over its secrets,

At that time, the desert was no longer a desert.

The desert turned into a well. In the well,

a pair of watery eyes,

made a smile.

The rose flowers slowly climbed up the wall,

the moss also climbed faster than it.

The little white flowers are my stars that will never move.

For many years, the nightclub has not been able to pass.

It is like the Milky Way on the loom,

weaving and weaving, weaving the boat that crosses the river.

There are always people coming to ask me about my wedding date.

I said that after weaving, another flower will bloom,

and another and another. , one after another,

It’s time.

Jacob's Ladder to Heaven

A person's past is like Jacob's Ladder to Heaven in the Bible.

You can never ascend to the Kingdom of Heaven by taking one step.

And the human process also requires climbing the ladder step by step,

to reach a certain height.

At that height, the river is full of wind and moon, and the green mountains and green waters are all in sight.

Today, I am still not stable in life,

But my outlook on life and state of mind have improved to a higher level.

My state of mind is like looking at the blue sky and the vast sea, calm, serene and indifferent.

I am grateful to everyone, because life is built jointly by people.

Without others, there would be no me.

If there is an afterlife

My life is rich, vivid, rough, and happy, and I am very satisfied.

In the past, I would like the same life to happen again.

Now, I don’t want it anymore.

I am confident that the other life in the next life will not be any worse.

I would like to be a completely different person in the next space, maybe a mother.

As long as I can afford the living environment, I want to raise a large group of children,

be friends with them and love them well.

If there is another life, I would like to be a woman again.

I remember when we were young,

you loved chatting and I loved laughing,

one time we sat side by side under the peach tree,

the wind Birds are chirping in the forest,

We don’t know how to fall asleep,

I don’t know how many flowers have fallen in my dream.

The distance

How far is the distance?

Please, please tell me,

To the ends of the earth,

< p>Is it considered far?

Ask your heart,

As long as it agrees,

There is no place,

Yes Can't reach that far.