Article 1: Valentine's Day roses in gegewu.
Hands are covered with the cold of the morning light.
Sprinkle an oblique angle.
Richness is sweeter than honey.
Who is the unknown person?
Smile at the barren straw in the field
Plant a plant with thorns for me.
Call me to deal with it? Water carefully.
I hope that on Valentine's Day
You can harvest love but you won't prick your hand.
That bright red rose
Chapter 2: Valentine's Day Author: Cup of Time
Do you miss me?
You always like to ask me this question.
I miss you.
It's normal to miss you
Like breathing
Natural density can't stop.
You smiled with satisfaction.
I also smiled happily.
The air is full of fun and joy.
Once we
Laugh and laugh and laugh so little and so heartless.
With a relaxed and happy mood
Please others and yourself.
Wonderful time
Is that Xia Chan's voice?
Can only sing for one summer.
The west wind is rising.
Autumn leaves are devastated.
Nature once again
A cruel interpretation of short life and perishable youth.
In the sadness that youth is no longer there.
Your enthusiasm, your warmth
Your concern
There is always some subtle information.
I'll never see you again.
Where did you know that after the decision?
Write a sigh
Leave you
Miss your heart will still be like dandelion in the wind.
Suddenly floating inadvertently.
in the sun
At night
Chapter 3: Valentine's Day Author: Cup of Time
Valentine's day is coming.
The flowers in the flower shop bloomed overnight.
The streets and alleys are full of burning love songs.
It's the temptation of flowers.
Or is it a coincidence of singing and mood?
unconsciously
My steps stay here.
Through the glass door
Just a quick glance
Spring will bump into me.
Come in and have a look.
The girl in the flower shop greeted with a smile.
With a bright smile
Yes, there are no beautiful flowers.
Every flower is a smile of life.
Every flower is the pride of life.
Look at them.
Beauty or elegance.
Or warm or shy
Am I not pretty enough?
Am I not pretty enough?
Hmm. How interesting
Where the fragrance floats, the eyes will shine, and the eyes will be fine.
Flowers and me
Smile, communicate, understand, understand.
Every flower has conquered me with her unique charm.
It also fascinates me.
It also makes me sad.
Come with me.
Follow me forever
Flaming roses
Holy lily
And this magical forget-me-not
Stay in the bedroom with me.
Stay in the living room with me
Be with me in every corner of the world.
Accompany me through the four seasons
Accompany me through my youth
Watch the sunset slowly set with me.
Am I a greedy woman?
Why do I like you to accompany me forever?
Just like this moment
Article 4: Written on Valentine's Day Author: Cup of Time
The north wind never stops.
We have never waited for a snow this winter.
heartquake
I miss the snow very much
The sky is gloomy.
Occasionally through the trail of a bird or two.
The cold and frozen earth
There is no romantic atmosphere this season.
Trees in the wilderness
Still standing in a lonely posture.
The lush summer in my memory
It has long been replaced by bleak autumn.
How long will you stand?
Listen attentively
Never hear the gentle calls of birds again.
Green, yellow and yellow leaves.
Has melted into mud.
What are you waiting for?
Long branches and short branches are straight or inclined.
Be speechless upward
Who is the hand that reaches out to the sky?
Unwilling to take it back
The distance across the ends of the earth
Aren't you disappointed enough
Even if you look back thousands of times
But this life
Where can I find a miracle?
Chapter Five: One's Valentine's Day Author: Pan Feng
At night in the city, the lights are flashing.
A strong and honest country man.
Bury one's head in a heavy hat in a telephone booth.
On Valentine's Day, his lover is in a distant hometown.
Hearing the sound of missing, this man
cry
Facing a strange city, he cried for the first time.
He ended his familiar instructions and felt sad for the first time.
In front of the tall building he built.
Squat down and cry.
There are many people passing by in a hurry.
Nobody asked, nobody looked back.
Classical festivals, * * * with the mood.
But I can only pray from a distance
Words that haunt me all the time.
It will be retrieved from the receiver.
Over Qian Shan, again.
Comfort a lonely soul struggling as lonely as night.
The street is still noisy.
The man suddenly stood up silently.
Walk forward with steady steps.
His figure disappeared.
Like leaves falling in autumn, there is no trace
He is afraid that this Valentine's Day will disturb the lovesickness of every couple.
Article 6: Valentine's Day without a lover: WSH 1 129
Qixi, Valentine's Day
A few simple words
Took me there twenty years ago.
Alone in Hainan
Near the north slope of Wanning, Dazhou Island.
Valentine's day without a lover
Life is really sad.
Tear the clouds gently
Look at the Milky Way next to the stars.
Is there anything for me? She sat still.
Across Qiongzhou Strait
The waves rolled.
Tear the clouds gently
Look at Na Yue, thin and milky.
Touch the moonlight and lick the soft waves.
Take out her picture.
Watch and feel.
Sitting alone on the beach
Facing the sea, my heart rises and falls like waves
A pair of seagulls flew overhead.
Sing a Valentine's Day song
Pity me.
Or are you laughing at me?
Wave the photo in your hand.
My heart also has sustenance.
Chapter 7: Valentine's Day without roses Author: Passers-by
Valentine's day without roses
Roses are a luxury.
Desire and fantasy are like
The fusion of water and alcohol
When you're drunk, you have everything.
Wake up, everything is a dream.
Valentine's day without roses
Night accommodates loneliness.
Walking under the street lamp became
traipse
The distance from one section to another.
Expansion and re-expansion
Valentine's day without roses
The heart is a rose.
When the season comes
Look forward to
Looking forward to …
Chapter 8: Quiet as chrysanthemum fragrance Author: Yang
Last five minutes.
Midnight moonlight
Yin Mian's finger shadow is on your drunken cheek.
Appreciate notes
After calming the sparkling water waves.
The chrysanthemum fragrance of filar silk determines
Allow yourself to remain silent.
Indulge in your hands
Pour out like dew.
In a subtle and unreserved way
Open Your Eyes
On the first page of Spring Sorrow
Even at the end of my life.
Review the past five minutes.
Then accept your drunken silence.
Accompanied by the silent title page of Chrysanthemum Fragrance
Brush off the lead mark of peony.
Have a graceful demeanour in mirror water.
This scene is under the moon.
Like a faint shadow of an ink boat.
About the wave of meditation in your diary
leave
After closing your eyes
I close my eyes.
When hands and hearts freeze.
help each other
Snuggle together
For example, smile like the morning light and be honest as before.
In the days to come
All memories
Walking on the staff of the wind
Because tonight is guaranteed to smell like chrysanthemums.
Calm the sound of moonlight.
In your lonely eyes
A butterfly that is no longer lost.
Burn incense gently.
Let this road be as quiet as chrysanthemum fragrance.
The air that leads me to feather
My heart is as quiet as snow.
* * * Dance
Very delicate
When you smile
Smile like my rosy clouds.
My flying wind
With all your pink dreams
Become another source
As always, the distant wine store.
Amber.
With your beauty
In the silent midnight
In the boundless moonlight with chrysanthemum fragrance.
Very delicate