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Life is full of fun.
Fate may not have the same axiom.
Get or lose
Xia Yun will hide eventually.
Enter the state together
Aperture distance
It's just a few differences.
Have to choose to leave alone
This road is full of setbacks.
There is some resentment in my mouth.
Can't control the taste of flowers
Waiting for a new miracle
Flowers stand proudly on the soil.
So beautiful
Do you smell the new flower machine?
Desire, opportunity
Unexpected result
It's raining outside the window, and beautiful people are wandering. Weak winds support soft willows, and delicate flowers are not as good as [Mo].
Author's digression: This poem was written when I was in the third year of high school. I was sitting on the edge of the first row, facing the window and the road. With the arrival of spring, the pressure of college entrance examination is even greater. There is a row of willows outside the window of our class. It happened to be raining in the spring rain that day, and my mood followed. I wrote this little poem. I hope you can give me some advice and make a fool of yourself. Thank you.
The snow is fluttering and the grass is sad. Spring breeze is not warm, but it cuts willow leaves.
Author's digression: This song was also written when I was sitting in the front row in senior three. It's already warm in spring, and all the flowers are in bloom, but it's a pity that we have a Chun Xue there. Please give me more advice. Thank you.
The sun sets, the north wind cries, and the green water ripples without trace. The fragrance of flowers is intoxicating, and dreams abroad are not good.
Author's digression: Remember? ...