name
What will it bring to mankind?
Unfortunate or daunting.
That's April flower.
grieved
feel
The fallen petals of plum blossoms
This is April Beauty.
Desire for love
It is the wisdom of a lover.
The famous lady
feel
Plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold.
You don't need a thousand years of hard work.
Ruomei is proud of Xue Hai.
Cold love and loneliness in winter
So people who love mei
Be a gentleman in flowers
Or a prodigal son
Always sigh
When you forget your dreams, you are charming.
Always pull out Hu's strings
Cold snow
Always sigh
Jinshishang
I have always laughed at him for years.
Always promoting old clothes.
Always pour petals, volley flowers and flying flowers.
It will always be 0 1.
Flowers turn into mud.
There is always a light music from Hong Fei.
Leave a sad song
Sigh the passing of spring
I feel that modern poetry 2 is sweet and greasy.
Some people just like to write sweet and greasy words.
But what I want to write is
What I want to write at present
Is that I like you.
I never said that.
Or say it.
That kind of feeling
Just like breathing.
Turn into air and disappear.
Gently, slowly, quietly
say it out
Haven't gone far yet
Disappear on my lips
I like you.
I don't know what this means.
You are to me.
This is a story today.
This is a story of spring.
This is a far, far story
This is a very relaxed and warm story.
I like you.
It's light but warm.
I like you.
Shallow but sweet.
I like you.
I just want to find a partner for my favorite.
Find a reason you like.
I choose to like you.
I don't want to disturb you
Don't want to affect you
Don't want to disturb you
I like you.
I like you.
I think you will like me, too.
I like you.
I want the relationship I want.
I've never been in love.
I thought about it.
I've heard of it.
I long for it.
I've never seen it.
Never felt it.
What am I doing?
I can't sleep now.
I want to find something good for myself
It's just a good feeling
What am I?
What am I?
I just want to describe what I am now.
My self-portrait
My self-portrait at midnight.
I describe my feelings.
I'm exploring my feelings
I'm trying to straighten out my feelings.
I feel a little old for modern poetry.
-My daughter graduated from high school this year.
I feel a little old.
A pot of green tea can kill a lazy afternoon.
A few white hairs on the temples.
Stopped the pace of disorderly running
Is the mobile phone charged? No more neurotic.
The pride of neon lights pushing cups for a change.
Never invite static indifference again.
Understand that a person fishing in the cold river is the freedom of life.
I feel a little old.
In the panic, the brain was collected in the museum of years.
Turn around and face the rough ahead.
The left side may not be as wonderful as the front.
I don't care if I get more or less.
Greed and desire are happy dreams.
Not in the tall and straight waist, can not afford the broad space of morning sunshine.
Let the shoulders of young people who make way set up a more beautiful rainbow.
I feel a little old.
Friends and relatives hang up every day.
People who watched me grow up
I'll never see them again.
People who watch me grow old.
I won't see them see me off either.
I've been so old all my life.
The days of idle clouds and wild cranes are the time when people are alive.
I feel a little old.
Think back to the intrigue in the office.
Now I think it is as funny as a long sigh.
You can't take away what you can't take away.
Diligence is the foundation of longevity, and kindness is the source of health.
Wealth cannot determine the success or failure of life.
The rich and heartless local tyrant finally went to eighteen levels of hell.
A kind gentleman cares about the whole world.
I feel a little old.
A crying daughter who doesn't want to get up and go to kindergarten.
I graduated from high school this year.
The wind and frost of the years dyed half the hair of China people.
Sweat didn't make Wang Yang.
Tears will drown you.
Open and honest.
Desert wilderness is the ultimate destination of life.