The original work of the Urban Hidden Hero. There is no other person in the world who can write such a heroic chapter. I hope the poster likes it.
"I want to write a poem for you"
The days after the breakup
Time burns with brilliant lovesickness
The east wind blows through the flowers Blooming
The emotions of flying flowers ripple in the chest
Heavy and full
Like the fruits of late autumn
Hold a green leaf close to the full The face of longing
Pick a flower and plant it in the heart full of love
I just want to
I just want to write a blazing poem for you< /p>
Luch down in front of an ordinary desk and take out a pile of ordinary paper
I write and write day after day
Using all the gorgeous words
However, my emotions are as strong as strong liquor
I can’t write even if my heart is broken
The torrential longings and rolling thoughts
I Hesitating in pain, I searched in time and space
Can't find a suitable emotional medium
So I uprooted the ancient silver fir in the ancient valley
Use the roots that have persisted for thousands of years
Make my passionate poetry
I blend the underground magma into thick ink
< p>A large pen dipped in the juice of the emotional volcanoStanding blankly in the world
I want to write, I want to write
What can carry my love Where is the page?
My pen passes through the sunshine and colorful clouds
The blue sky is filled with "I love you!"
My pen reaches out to the mountains and the earth< /p>
The earth is filled with "I love you!"
My pen touches the rivers and lakes
The waves are surging with boundless affection
I will write again, I will write again, and write you into the lines of poetry
Every word is overflowing with beauty
I will write again, I will write again, and write you in my heart
Every time my heart beats, I am filled with hope for you
I will write again, I will write again, writing you into my lifeblood
Let me take every second Feel the flowing love
My love is a gurgling stream
The beauty of the fragrant vegetation that nourishes the flowers
My love is a towering tower The high mountains
Welcome the rising of the sun, moon, stars and morning glow
My poems are the eternal rising tide
Watering the bright future and the dawn of tomorrow
I want to write, I want to write
I can’t finish writing about the wind and rain of life
I want to write, I want to write
Write Endless oaths of deep affection
I want to write, I want to write
Write down no regrets in this life and the next life