The poet Sun Liang, 1988 1 1.9, was born in Sui County, Henan Province. He studied in Henan Police College and China Agricultural University. Since high school, he has developed a passion for poetry creation. His works have been published in many media platforms and publications, and there are nearly 1,000 works so far, including the collection of poems "This Winter is Innocent" (single works of Jilin People's Publishing House: tickets, girls in rainy alleys, you have been to my world, I am waiting for you in spring, swings, faces, sipping moonlight, rain in the city, drunkenness in late autumn, sleeping without you in early winter, wind and clouds, writing to leave, and sleeping with breath. Known as the youngest post-80s hazy poet in modern times, most of his works have distinct rhythm, delicate emotional expression and profound writing style, which is very suitable for reading aloud. Currently engaged in the education industry, writing poetry in his spare time. I visited Mr. Munk, the founder painter of China's obscure poems for many times, and made in-depth discussions on learning poetry creation.
She is very sad.
An autumn wind blew through the branches.
Flowers are fruitful, but full of sadness.
Twist one's feelings
And turned off the sweet voice.
When will the moon be full of late autumn?
Her face will be the same.
Short hair stuck to the neckline.
Lightly footsteps playing with sleeves.
You don't know how to get drunk late at night
Always look back affectionately at your direction.
How to sleep in the attic with alcohol?
I hope the years will come and go with the wind.
I can do nothing about it.
The moonlight spilled all over the floor.
Give the fallen leaves lying on the ground
Put on the coat that you can see.
Bare thread is shiny and delicate.
intelligent agent
It's like you're standing there.
There is no voice call.
But you can convey this love to me.
The urgency of walking in the years
I don't know where to find you.
A breeze blew.
Open all the past spring and autumn
You held an umbrella when we met.
The beautiful smile instantly solidified the falling raindrops.
When you leave, it seems that the whole world is crying.
Moisten your tenderness.
Also washed away all the memories of you and me.
She is in autumn.
This is autumn wind.
The fate of plants.
On the morning of hope
Meet the most beautiful sunset.
bright eyes
short hair
Set off the sunshine
Freeze it into a charming picture
You are her.
She is the sunset glow.
Every gust of wind blows
Can send your beauty into my heart.
Under the care of time
Take root and sprout bit by bit.
Green tree
It was the night that stole the temperature during the day.
Eliminate the distance
A story overheard at night
A cup of tea that can't sleep.
A book full of spring, summer, autumn and winter.
have nothing to do
Stop at the incense burner rising in Ran Ran.
Turn pages at will
This is about
The way to your heart
Look again.
I miss your idea.
I can't stand the bondage anymore.
Has embarked on a journey beyond the secular.
snow
You come from far away.
Like a pigeon flying over the horizon.
Winter of praise
Like a page abandoned by a poet.
Powder memory
Connect the past with the past.
Cold track
Describe your wanton fall
Who can remember you?
Who broke the loneliness in the past?
I told you I don't want to talk about it.
You told me.
You are just a passer-by in winter.
Sleeping breath
It's tears from the moonlight.
Or the sound of your breathing?
Can't help but touch my heart.
A pair of talking eyes
And an elegant back.
I don't know. On my way to my heart.
How many times have you wandered around?
before long
You got my soul drunk, too.
I said you are the flower of the four seasons.
You said I was the reincarnation of your acquaintance.
A moonless night
Only I read between the lines step by step.
Write and leave
The noise written has long been drowned out by memories.
I can't write the clutch, but it flows in my heart.
I don't want to hear that song again.
You are still you, and I am not me anymore.
How many years did a river last?
A lingering leaf inherited from watching.
Who said leaving was a relief?
Who says looking back can cure loneliness?
I picked up my cup.
Tell the moon with your head down.
Keep talking and drinking.
I keep saying that I have been drinking.
south
I am a white dove flying from the north.
Qian Shan is just a leap under the wings.
Stop defoliation
Said I couldn't be a permanent guest
Let's read the legend of the changing seasons together.
Raindrops are scattered like a high-pitched song.
Spring blossoms.
A fragrant lotus flower
excellent harvest
A snowflake falls
Whose fault will the scene change be?
Is it you, him or me in the dream?
I implanted the past in my memory.
smoke
It is the melancholy buried in the middle of the night.
a cloud of smoke
Your heart is blackened by smoke.
pass
You don't belong in the morning
now
You can only plant the past in your memory.
Stop and go
Footsteps seem to be looking at strangers.
Words are not long
The lines are full of where she is.
Through my loneliness
Who lifted the elegance of the leaves?
Who dispelled the fog in the south?
You must be carrying an umbrella.
Through my inner loneliness.
The wind blew last night.
You never knew.
It rained tonight.
I've been thinking, thinking
I try my best to get familiar with memories.
Be familiar with your high notes
Familiar with the oath-like announcement
Missing walk
The wanton spread of tobacco
Disturbed the wind at sea
It also blinds the ignorant faces of passers-by
You tell sunshine
He said he could appear at five o'clock in the afternoon.
Because this is not an ordinary summer.
Tidy up your mood
I always feel a little blue somewhere.
On the way in the past
There will always be a platform called Miss.
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