This afternoon, I saw something like this on the Internet:
After reading some poems written by some netizens, I think that's all. ......
one
Treat death like in an examination room,
Panic in my heart, busy in my hand.
After the exam, my heart was cold.
Left and right, you will die today.
I am the only one who is anxious to check the results.
Second, "Guangzhou waits for the bus after work"
He stays up late, and he is thin-skinned in autumn.
The moon is hanging in the sky, and the bus is very tired.
The neon outside the window is flashing, and the car is tired and angry.
Who said wechat? Joy has a local accent.
three
Hibernate without thinking, life is really beautiful.
Go out once every three days and take a bath once every five days.
I don't take out the garbage or sweep the floor.
Play games at home and go out without a coat.
Four "loves"
When I didn't see you, there was a cloud overhead.
When I saw you, there was a surging current in front of my eyes.
When you leave, your eyebrows freeze to ice.
V. "Waiting"
It thundered.
It is raining.
The dark clouds have cleared,
She hasn't come yet.
six
sea
Do you like snakes?
Walking without legs like her.
Still like her.
Wave after wave
So dissolute
At the end of the article wrote:
Some of the poems extracted above may not be called poems in a strict sense.
However, their poems are close to life, and they are good at turning grief into humor and subliming ordinary trifles.
As Teacher Dai Jianye said: "A person has the impulse to write poetry, which shows that he still has youthful vitality."
Poetry may not be so far away from us.
Whether it is a touching moment in life or an observation of subtle things, it can be a poem.
On writing poetry? What's so hard about that? Just pick up two little poems, the best.
Opening poem? Be ambitious.
Chigo is shallow, a circle of more than ten years.
One day, the article will be obvious and the dream will finally be seen. If you are stubborn, you will come to earth for nothing.
Poetry one? Talking about lifestyle
Meet bosom friends, drink wine, talk about the road of life with a smile, looking back is a wisp of smoke, if the true feelings stay in my heart, even if I pass through Chung Shan Man again!
Poetry 2? Report to America
At the end of the two seas, Geng Zichun, the sons and daughters of China set foot on the journey!
Not afraid of death, dare to yearn for, angels in white's decisive victory in history!
We young people should strive for self-improvement, and Jin Ge will fight the jackal with iron horse!
Let the devil dress up as a ghost, and you can't escape from Yan Luowang!
If you dare to commit a crime again, you will have to bury your bones again!
Poetry three? Qinyuanchun Tour of Cier Mountain
On the eighth day of the spring rain, I hurried to the temple fair and followed Dengcishan arm in arm.
After revisiting the old place for 20 years, the dream seems to be in sight.
Rain spilled on my cheeks like running water, which woke two people.
Poetry four? It is difficult for the country to be enemies, and the new country will win unanimously.
I have worked hard to look forward to the New Year, and the vast land is full of drugs!
Tens of thousands of soldiers killed the demon, and the Chinese people went to the national disaster together!
Ren Guipeng gave Xin Youan a dream of returning to the Tang and Song Dynasties for thousands of years!
Now, the magic ashes are rekindled, and then set foot on a trip to Huo Qubing!
After several generations, I am from China, but I will always be the soul of China!
Poetry five? Twenty-three years since I arrived at Yushan Primary School.
When I was a child, I played with my children. Youth is the most leisurely.
Even if ignorance is more carefree and joy lingers in my ears,
Six years have passed, only sighing on the horizon of graduation.
Time flies for seventeen years, and we meet again today.
Recalling the carefree days in the past, singing and laughing,
Just connect a few words into a line and draw a picture of the past!
As long as I wait for my heart to miss you, even for seventeen years, we can meet again!
Poetry six? Jinan sent Big Brother and Third Brother to Lingnan.
When I met Jinan school, I didn't know my hometown until I asked.
Thousands of meters of ice is not as good as a person's tears.
Poetry seven
A bright moon is hanging in the air, and there is no one around.
The night is as quiet as a picture, as if you were among the painters.
Shiba Inu
These were supposed to be in the sky, but somehow they fell to earth.
Every grain of dust has traveled for decades, but it has already returned to the fairy.
Poetry nine? Straw bag suit
I laugh at myself, others think I'm a loser,
Not as good as Tao Lisu Tang Hao, not flattering Mi Dou.
Poetry ten? Travel notes of Chengde
Tossing and turning sleepless nights, reading in the morning to calm down,
Looking up at the scenery of Chengde, spring water flows south outside the window.
Although the flowers are not in bloom from spring to solstice, the rainy and foggy mountains are different.
eleven
20 19 passed like this, and I feel that this year really passed quickly, as if it was just yesterday … or the New Year's Eve of 20 18;
Almost unconsciously … New Year's Day in 2020 came like this!
20 19 has good and bad … the bad has passed, good hope!
The world is fair to everyone,
Opportunities are also reserved for those who are prepared!
Anyway, if you want,
No one can break the heart you want to change!
May you meet your lover safely and happily,
May you live up to your youth and take dreams as a horse.
May you return to your youth from Qian Fan,
May you still feel that the world is worth it after suffering!
Continue to refuel in 2020, let's work together and embrace tomorrow!
Twelve? Prose poetry? Lost?and?Found?
Many times, people always lose something,
Many times, people will get something,
Life always has to experience some losses in order to experience those gains!
Maybe after you lose it, you are destined to get it.
Things are always so contradictory,
Contradictions seem to be arranged by heaven, so they can't be parallel and compatible with each other.
What is lost will eventually be lost, and what is gained will eventually come.
To lose is to be better, to gain is to embrace better!
Thirteen? Prose poetry? The world is small and the city is big.
The world is small and the city is big.
The world is so small, you don't want to meet people, but sometimes you will meet them in distant cities or places.
The city is so big, sometimes the person you want to meet lives in the same city every day, that is, the world in front of you, but you haven't seen each other for years like a date!
Even the world scope of this city, even the distance of five kilometers and ten kilometers can't go out.
The world is small and the city is big, really!
Fourteen? Prose poetry? I wish you go forward bravely.
I wish you go forward, people must go forward, only if you keep going can you meet your fellow travelers!
When you meet fellow travelers, you will find that the world is really different. They will push you, wrap you, inspire you, break down the barriers of your cognitive boundaries again and again, and increase the width of your life! ?
You will meet your mentor, your best friend and your guide! ?
At some point in your life, you need guidance and guidance from others. They will lead you forward until you catch up with them. One day, when you look back, you have surpassed your original self behind you. I don't know how many latitudes and orders of magnitude! ?
However, at this time, you can't stop, you no longer need the guidance of others, because you have been able to find the boundary you want spontaneously! ?
May there be light in your eyes, love in your heart, and a road under your feet, and stay out of the world!
Fifteen? Prose poetry? If I'm sick
If I am sick, it doesn't matter whether it is obsessive-compulsive, irritable, procrastination, crowding phobia or anything else.
There will always be a cure-all medicine!
In your life, the person who is destined to appear is the good medicine, and that person-you!
Sixteen prose poems for myself and for you! Let's drink to our being together forever!
You said you would buy a small house that belongs to us in the future, and you said you would buy a bigger car in the future.
I fulfilled my original promise, but you disappeared.
How far is the future? We all said we would be together forever, and you also said we would be together forever.
But I'm the only one left in the promise, and I still have a lifetime.
It's been a long time, but I continue to miss your face, everything about you and all my thoughts about you.
Those years and months are forever to me.
My bad temper and your bad temper collide with the freezing point of our love until the end of love.
How long will it take to forget? Will happiness come again? Where I held hands for the first time, the sweet taste surrounded my heart.
During the earthquake, you said you were afraid. I said that if it really came to the end of the world, I would fly to your side and disappear with you!
Memory is like a cinema. We are the hero and heroine, but at the end, I watched it alone.
For myself and for you! Let's drink to our being together forever!
Seventeen? Prose poetry? If I die, who will think of me
If I die, who will think of me and who will remember me,
If I die, who will come to see me and who will miss me?
If I die, I hope you will come, and I hope I know.
If I die, if you come, I will see,
If I die, the moon will accompany you and the stars will accompany you.
If I die, please don't be sad, please smile.
If I die, what is life, life is the end,
If I die, I hope you are alive and smiling.
Everyone will die, but more or less,
Everyone will die, young and old,
If I die, I am a cloud and you are a gust of wind.
Clouds roll slowly with the wind, the breeze wraps the clouds, and the clouds are light and windy.
Cherish the present, cherish the people in front of you, love those within three meters of yourself, and love yourself together.
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A "dream writer" who fantasizes that he can write a book and write100,000+articles;
A "middle-aged unmarried man" who dreams of standing on the stage of "Super Speaker" and "Seven Overlords" and telling his own stories and experiences;
The "worker" who tells what the bottom workers see, hear and think.
The third phase of the 28-day writing growth camp (12) is 2895 words, with a total of 257 16 words.