If I were Yu Boya, who would be my Zhong Ziqi? Stay with me, mountains and rivers?
Maple leaves in autumn are redder than blood. Like green love, draw red scars. Like a red oath, the whole mountain is shaking.
Autumn scenery has been buried, the forest is dyed, and people are chilling. The wilderness is everywhere, and the vegetation is exhausted. Morning dew in the cold, eyes open in horror. Once lush grasslands and lush forests, they accepted the invitation of death side by side and calmly.
In the evening, I put a book on my chest and let those warm words warm me.
Look, that sad man, who lost his past, will also lose his present.
The unforgettable past has become a cancer of life. The reality has been severely anaemic. What can I do to save myself? Only poetry has become a lifeline.
Beautiful poems, like beautiful dreams, can be met but not sought. So, are you poetic and dreamy? It's just that I waited too long, too long!
The wave of fantasy transcends life. Ideal is like snow, but it can't hide sin and glory.
A pair of wandering butterflies, regardless of my jealousy, their selflessness and lingering, stirred me and stirred the ripples of the past.
Lying in the arms of October, thinking quietly. Who is it? This is my meditation with my hands folded.
Watching from afar, listening silently. Become a living habit. But why? Surprise after a sigh makes you blush?
From one autumn to another. I am ready to disappear.
Sometimes it's hard to part, and it's even more fascinating than a sweet meeting.
Standing in the wilderness of autumn, I want to stop wandering and wait for these, maturity and hope.
There are always some boring people, saying boring words, which make the inexplicable in their hearts diffuse in space and wherever possible!
It's hard. Where to go? Is it to drag out an ignoble existence in a ruthless reality? Or hold your head high against the world?
It's good to live in a dream, but dreams are easily broken.
Better die for one night than live for a hundred years!
Love me, write my heart, despise her gossiping.
Friends are for life. Wealth, wealth is not necessarily a lifetime. Friend!
Who wants to be my expectation for a thousand years? I am silently looking forward to a thousand years here.
This road is full of thorns. Every step will be bloody. How to face it?
Come on! If you love me, blow your breeze! Come on! If you don't mind, I'll give you a life like a leaf!
Time is like sawdust. Pain, layer by layer, falls off.
Working hard every night, praying to God, but I don't know whose heart lamp the flame in this passage can light?
If you love me, I will carefully light up every step of your progress, just like I care for the lamp in the wind!
Crazy flame, the color of blood. From the moment I was born, it began to burn. It was not until this night forty-three years later that I heard a mournful cry. It was Autumn Insect who played Xiao Sheng against fate for me.
The world is so small, otherwise why can't even hold my sadness? The world is so big, otherwise why can't I find her in my dream?
I repeat my monotonous life with the same monotonous songs every day. If one day, I stop singing monotonously, then life will really become monotonous!
A moon lamp lit up the whole night sky. Can a heart lamp light up the difficult life course?
In countless sleepwalks, I fantasized about opening you up, just like peeling paper from a pond. That melon is ripe, ripe! You gave me the warmest warmth, and I gave you the sweetest honey!
Working hard day and night, is it recording the eventful time? Or sing praises to life? Or praise the immortality of life? I don't think so. I just use my unique toughness and endurance to face the wind from all directions.
Let the ideological team reach the green grass and get rid of bad luck with dazzling starlight!
Smash Ding Dong's handcuffs, walk out of the helpless siege, raise the whip, and eradicate deception and betrayal. Throw it into the dust of history.
My beauty and youth, my life and warmth are all yours, and you have consumed them. Now you are drifting away, leaving me alone, feeling sorry for yourself!
In full swing, the war of acrimony, before the dawn has pierced the window, before the chicken barks and the dog barks and wakes up, before people are still dreaming, slowly opened the soul-stirring admiration!
Who wants to quench her thirst with the plum blossoms in her life?
Tonight, I will follow the footsteps of fate and meet a thrilling and happy agreement in the barren night sky.
Who will cover my naked heartbeat with her burning lips?
Perhaps, the road of life is to reflect the meaning of life in continuous development!
The tragic poet can't be the savior, and the darkness of the world floats before his eyes!
It's hard to bite your teeth in the world, and you won't relax when you find the truth.
Dawn is like a sword, piercing the boundless night sea along the sound wave of the golden rooster!
Although life is impermanent, its process is full of suffering and hardships. Full of temptations and traps. Even ugly. But life itself is always beautiful and unique. This may be the reason why people are greedy for life.
Every time I think of your shadow, it's like seeing a hungry and thin lightning. Although so thin, it lit up all the darkness in my life at that moment!
Whose piano is echoing bitterness in the deep stream? Just like an eye, you can look at it at night when you can't see your fingers.
Think more, let this delicate feeling be involved in the whirlpool of your limbs!
In winter, listening to snowflakes, I really want to know which one is related to me.
The soft past always pulls you into the whirlpool inadvertently.