Selected Poems on Friendship Part I: The friendship I cherish is a work of art.
I accidentally picked it up from the waves and sand of time.
Hanging on the bus in a hurry.
Sometimes almost blowing in the wind, but not lost.
Then I was killed by my feelings when I met you by chance.
Repeated excavation, the longer the more valuable.
Because it echoes my lost youth.
Gave me a cordial aftertaste of the past.
A detailed sculpture with letters and a sense of * * *
Put it by the window at the end of the old year, which not only embellishes loneliness.
It also reflects the world outside the window like a mirror.
Make the rough world look so soft.
You are closed forever, no matter how precious your memory is.
Once left in your vivid photo album
Regardless of life, this pen is going on.
How many thoughts and feelings are suddenly frozen?
It's closed forever. I can't walk any further.
Walk and rest behind this cold stone gate.
To find your warm sunshine and knowing smile.
No matter how many years I have communicated with this pastoral area.
Oh, it's closed forever, and it can't be opened with a sigh.
The bank I invested in has closed.
Leaving me penniless and facing the harsh years.
Looking back on lost wealth and lonely self.
Selected Prose Poems in Praise of Friendship Part II: Parting,
It is a broken kite.
Parting,
The second hand goes forward.
Maybe,
Parting,
The sun sets in the west,
Taiwan Province Province hasn't returned it yet.
Whether we meet again or not,
There is always an invisible line,
Hold on to our hearts,
That's the thread of friendship.
Selected Prose Poems of Friendship (Part III): Friendship that sleeps forever will never find a familiar city again.
Your breath can only meet in a dream.
Who has heard my tears?
You saw me last night.
It turned out to be countless memories.
It turned out to be countless memories.
No match for the short grave.
Who turned the rapeseed yellow for twenty years?
Be your wall
I put 18 years of friendship in the sky.
See who?
Grab a handful of loess worries
That depressing glass of wine.
Friend! Knock on the coffin and come out for a drink with me.
Cherry blossoms thanked me and I waved goodbye to my hometown.
Your grave holds me in both hands.
Have a cup of intimacy.
The long-distance train will not stop for anyone.
I can only look back at your scenery.
Buried in my heart, touched my heart.
The train runs longitudinally where we met.
In this familiar city
I miss you at night.
But I can't smell you at all.
The only thing I know is your train
Has sailed to heaven.
So are you wandering in the mouth of heaven, too
Trying to wave goodbye to me.
Selected prose poems praising friendship Part IV: Five-Yuan Friendship Some people say that in Vanity Fair, feelings are the first sacrifice.
It seems that vulgar feelings are to be betrayed.
I suddenly remembered the breeze that night.
Shuoshuo ice wheel is clearly presented
Wuyuan
Beyond the rising moon
Huiwei childhood
Wuyuan friendship
It lasted for two years.
Less than a penny a day.
expected
Feelings are measured by money.
superficial
It's still early, so let it go.
Why bother about it?
After all, it has its value.
I traded this for it.
A little poem
And some pale words
Wake up and face the earth