Friendship-Mudan
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The friendship I cherish is a work of art.
I accidentally picked it up from the waves and sand of time,
Hanging on the bus in a hurry,
Sometimes almost gone with the wind, but not lost;
Then I was killed by my feelings when I met you by chance.
Repeated excavation, the longer the more valuable.
Because it echoes my lost youth,
Also let me fondly recall the past;
A detailed sculpture with letters and a sense of * * *,
Putting it by the window at the end of the old year not only embellishes loneliness,
Reflect the world outside the window,
Make the rough world look so soft.
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You are closed forever, no matter how precious your memory is,
Once in your vivid photo album,
Regardless of life, what's wrong with this pen,
How many thoughts and feelings are suddenly frozen;
It's closed forever, and I can't walk any further.
Take a walk and rest behind this cold stone gate,
Looking for your warm sunshine, knowing smile,
No matter how many years I have communicated with this pastoral area;
Oh, it's closed forever, and it can't be opened with a sigh.
The bank I invested in has closed,
Let me be penniless, facing the harsh years,
Looking back on lost wealth and lonely self.
1June, 976
Send it to friends in Beiping.
-Hu Shi
Mr. Zanghui had a dream last night.
I dreamed that an old monk was drinking tea in the bitter rain election.
Suddenly put down the tea bell and went out.
In Gone with the Wind, Xiao Yi is in southern operations.
Isn't it hard to work in Tiannan Wan Li?
Only the wise know its importance and lightness. ——
After waking up, I got dressed and opened the window.
Who knows I'm a little lovesick at this time!
1938
Seeing a friend off in autumn-Shu Ting
I was moved by your talent for the first time.
Is in the misty spring rain.
See you tonight. It's hard to see you again.
Sobbing among the mulberry branches
It is already a lazy wind in late autumn.
You always compare yourself to
Old pine trees after lightning strike
You can't cure the pain of burns for a lifetime.
Unlike the willows floating in the air with flowers on the shore.
Every spring, you have to change your appearance.
I often wish I were like
Hong Fei traveling from south to north.
Pave the way in the boundless sky.
Don't be like that narcissistic parrot.
You can't live without a golden cage all day.
This is our own misfortune.
It is also our * * * difficulty.
Because we think too much about life.
Our hearts
Our hearts are always so heavy.
When will the old pile sprout?
Shake off dead branches for a lush tree.
When is spring always here?
Soothes the sleeping soul
Don't worry any more.
1975. 1 1
Give it to a friend
-Zhu Ziqing
Your hands are like torches,
Your eyes are like waves,
Your words are like stones,
How could I forget?
You flew over Dongting Lake,
You flew over the Yangtze River;
You want to build a red paradise on the ground!
The ground is covered with thorns,
There are foxes and rabbits on the ground.
There are walkers on the ground;
You will fight for a sharp knife,
A sharp knife went through the thorn!
You will roar like a lion,
Foxes and rabbits are invincible!
You will be shocked by the spring thunder,
Wake the walkers.
I like watching you ride a horse,
Running in the dust-
For a while, I can't see it!
I like to see your crutches,
That iron cane;
It has color and weight,
There's a jingle!
I think you are a flying sand.
The wind of stone walking,
Blow down the unshakable golden palace!
Golden Palace!
Whoo!
One morning last summer, I met you:
How haggard are you?
Your eyes are still dry,
Your hair is too long!
But the heat in your blood is doubled!
I tossed and turned in the plaster,
It seems to be baked! -
You're like a smoking cigar,
You're like brandy,
You're like a red pepper,
How can I forget you?
Receiving a letter from a friend is nostalgic and sentimental.
Ding Dong