There was a man,
Brought you safely into this world,
Teach you to read and write by hand,
And how to sing happily.
No matter how tight the pocket is, I will sew you a new dress in the New Year.
No matter how hard the days are, you should silently put food in the bowl.
Sudden wind and rain, even without an umbrella, there will be a thin arm to shelter you from the wind and rain.
In the alley on a cold night, there is always a flashlight on the way to school.
Although the red scarf knitted by needle and thread has lost its original appearance,
But it's still in the cupboard.
My own mother, she is not tired,
Now I'm white-haired,
But deep wrinkles can never hide a smiling face.
Buy a pair of high heels and listen to the crisp sound in the past.
Cut the green silver thread and hang it on your gentle shoulder.
Look at the three-foot platform, your vibrant classroom,
When a real little cotton-padded jacket, wear it on your thin and rickety body.
This moment and this life,
My greatest wish.
A person's love is as deep as the sea.
Is strength due to deep injury or open mind?
Maybe only you can understand.
Are you disappointed because you are too serious or too credulous?
Maybe you will wake up after a long time.
Time can't stand waiting
Dawn is always hurt by the night.
The haze before dawn
How to expect, how to laugh.
Actually, I've been
Love or not love
Wander in contradiction
However, many things are not arranged.
There are always some surprises.
There will always be some deep ocean.
Strong wind at noon
Right there.
In the land of blue sky and white clouds
The sudden visit of the strange wind broke the peace of the past.
At noon in the scorching sun.
You can hear clearly through the window.
A ghost cried and screamed.
The sound makes people feel numb.
Look at that tall poplar tree.
Controlled by strong wind'
Reluctantly swinging from side to side.
immediately
Dust is flying all over the sky.
Shaped clouds began to disperse.
This is the etiquette before the rainstorm.
wait for
The cessation of strong winds
I am a passer-by.
I am a passer-by.
The moment the child fell.
She may have asked us for help.
Maybe she's still screaming in pain.
The car didn't hear it.
We didn't hear it either.
When the car ran over her again
Maybe there is only despair in her little eyes.
but
But we dare not hug her.
Yes, we dare not.
We didn't dare to help her up, so we shouldered the burden of life.
We're just mortals.
Ordinary but
One, three, even a dozen.
We passed coldly.
Who knows that our hearts have never been bitter or sad?
The child is missing.
We have not been cheated.
However, we are not happy.
The blame suddenly fell on us.
We are not guilty.
But, conscience!
Wait for me at the edge of Mount Emei.
Wait for me at the edge of Mount Emei.
Xie Jiang (Dazhu County)
The first time in a friend's QQ space,
I see. There is an Echeng Mountain,
The four seasons there are changing magically.
Open this original ecological map,
Colorful butterflies are dancing around Cuiying Lake.
Bamboo in my hometown has also migrated to my dream.
Dewdrops on the tips of bamboo shoots sparkle,
Misty rain is sweeter than clear spring,
A different paradise,
Most of the time, it was dyed green by the vast bamboo sea.
Slow down,
Become immortal on the bluestone board,
The waterfall and the front of the ancient banyan tree suddenly came.
Caves and birds have embraced warmly more than once.
In front of Wang Jun,
Only a pine tree is enjoying the love of spring.
Say goodbye to xuanhan,
We agreed to meet again next year,
Don't forget to wait for me to come back,
At the foot of Echeng Mountain.
Beautiful encounter
Beautiful encounter
Xie Jiang (Dazhu County)
I don't know when,
Encountered invisible words,
Gently pluck the heartstrings,
Heart, quietly open.
Like meeting in life,
Even though I have never met her once,
But the poems that danced before my eyes,
I don't think it has become an indispensable medicine chicken soup.
Sometimes passionate and magnificent mountains and rivers,
Ride the battlefield like a soldier.
Sometimes whispering, as clear as a mountain spring,
Whispering like a chicken.
Whether it is long or short,
Have become fine products.
Heavy or crazy,
All the wisdom.
Books can be used and the internet can be used.
Soothe the soul.
Go ahead, stop it,
My heart is pounding.
Sneak up to those words,
Watch out for those lights,
The world outside the milky way is breathtaking,
The power of spreading your wings is even more incredible.
The dripping night rain,
With silent words,
Wet Bashan,
Greening the earth,
A full heart.
night watchman
The floating dust of all beings, the remaining floating dust,
I am happy with new things, and I am in the shadow.
Things jingle and hair is called white hair.
Insist on thinking about tea, Liuhe Zun,
Green and yellow are connected with the afterlife,
The spring rain is sad, and the flowers are bright.
The cold wind stirs insects, which is worrying.
In the house of love, the mainland is red,
Huayuan is brilliant, and the night watchman is broken.