Poetry 1: small time and space
I dreamed in the red orange after the rain,
You look into my black and white eyes.
Clear signs of rain,
Disappear in the distance of white clouds.
The reflection is clear, I hear you singing softly,
The scales of laughter hold up hope and sunset.
Tears of the night, misty rain,
I got wet beside me in the moonlight.
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Poetry 2: "Well, we won't wander together again."
Well, we don't roam together anymore,
Kill this deep night,
Although this heart is still infatuated,
Although the moonlight is still so bright.
Because the sword will wear out the scabbard,
The soul also grinds its chest hard enough,
This heart must stop breathing,
Love needs rest.
Although the night is for love,
Soon, it's daylight again,
But in this moonlit world,
We no longer walk together.
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Poetry 3: After Rain
Life,
It can also be a poem.
If you can let me move on slowly,
Quietly hope
, search.
As the twilight deepened,
Through the unknown mud.
In the dark clouds,
Finally shed tears.
For everyone.
Missed or not missed encounters,
life
In fact, in the end, it can always be a poem.
After the rainstorm,
My mind will be cleaner.
If you are willing to wait,
All the clouds.
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Poetry 4: Snowflakes
Silent loneliness is like rain,
Piece by piece.
When it's cold, the cold crystal is looking for a bright interweaving.
Like a flower and a dream.
Autumn in the distance,
Send me a white maple leaf.
The map on the leaf is our contact person.
I covered the earth with leaves.
the other day
You start to miss it,
But I still remember.
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Poetry 5: Listening to the Night in the Deep Mountains
Forever mountain night,
Everything is like a dream,
Nothing is quieter than complete silence.
More resistant to listening?
No matter how long and busy the history is.
There will always be a moment,
There's no need to argue, is there?
But what about the wind? You say.
Wind? That is the transit of time.
Because occasionally a little.
A little echo.