The bluest part of the sky.
The softest part of the earth
expand from a small to a large force
Father forged the sun.
Mother refined the moon.
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My brother built a mountain.
solipsism
Picking mountain flowers happily
I climbed up the clouds naughty.
Picked a morning glory
Stick it in mother's hair.
The flush on mother's face.
Instantly dyed half the sky red.
I am on the edge of the flower skirt in the spring breeze.
Draw a thread of yarn
Embroider a scarf
In my sister's dream.
Dream smile
Cover your eyebrows with a little cinnabar.
Autumn in the basket
Hang a face of wind and frost
I use dim
Polish my brother's hammer.
Go ahead/break through the thorns
The mountain peak stretched bravely under the hammer.
alas ......
father
I haven't had time to return it.
You are a desperate leap.
With the attitude of an eagle
Draw a bleak full stop in the sky
but I ...
Can only use a lifetime of sadness
Build one for you
A high ladder on a high-rise building or structure.
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Mother is a river.
Mother is a river.
Flowing in my childhood dreams
Crying for no reason
Just want to
Grab your love and enjoy it.
Mother is a river.
Flowing on my growing face
An uneasy mind
Always wanted to
Leaning on your back, sad.
Mother is a river.
Flowing along the country road.
Smoke rising in the morning
Really want to
Hold your hand and sing.
Mother is a river.
Flowing in the neon of the city
Drunk tango
Think more.
Keep up with your soft melody
Mother is a river.
She flows in my bones.
No matter the age of blood.
No matter how old you are.
Whether it's close at hand
Whether in the distance.
I just want to make a kite.
uncomfortable
Leave the care of the blue sky
I just want to be a tree.
Let it be a crutch in your heart.
What about you?
It really became
What is eternal in my heart, after thousands of years.
Instead of falling and rotting Populus euphratica
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Lilac attacks people, and the wind has a letter.
How many stares are hourglass-shaped?
Become missing
Just because your city is far away.
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There are lilacs in the distance.
A bunch of sighing eyes will call me.
Acacia, which bears fruit, stung my heart.
Red with roses.
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West Ordos street, which people often walk.
It is also full of lilacs.
Who fell in love with whom?
But it is full of my thoughts.
Into a purple dream.
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The wind stirred the lilacs.
Fine sand fascinated my eyes.
I said the wind is my miss.
Blowing in your direction every day.
You said the wind was our messenger.
I knew from the beginning
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at present
The town where I have been.
frequently
Curled lilacs, full of sadness.
flying all over the sky
Over me, over mountains and rivers
Along the direction where the moss floats.
Blow it to you and tell you.
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Your own happiness
How vast the world is.
Life is not easy to close.
You should learn to find happiness.
Trivial matters and troubles are nothing.
Time flows quietly.
You shouldn't lose your life.
You should seize every minute of your life.
Only in this way can we become happy.
Hard work is a constant choice in life.
Silence can sometimes dispel confusion.
Will give people unexpected gains.
No matter what fate
Expand yourself forever.
Let yourself shine in the distance.
Flowers surround the heart.
Look for the one that belongs to you.
This is the result of sunshine and rain.
Nature will tell us everything.
The bright sunshine shines on you and me.
It seems a little mysterious.
White clouds are floating leisurely.
Everything is a sacred color.
Have angels seen me?
The old urchin grew up.
Tasting the acidity of the world.
Looking for lost life
Life is fragile.
Time flies.
We're just passers-by
There is no reason to be unhappy.
No matter what happens.
Live strong forever.
This should be our unchangeable rule.
Life should sing.
Should have their own happiness.
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Give me a lifetime of spiritual prosperity.
The flowers of the world are everywhere.
Every flower is concerned.
Picturesque
Who can fall behind in the gap of time?
I am willing to go through thick and thin.
I'd rather be windy and rainy.
So all the intricacies about you
Is it possible for me to get out of it?
I don't know how to make waves and wash sand.
I don't know how to live a rough life.
How I want to wait for the autumn wind in Xiao Sa.
I can be optimistic and open-minded
Don't think about everything.
But ask for a wonderful pen to make flowers.
Give me a lifetime of spiritual prosperity.
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Well, that's about it. I'll give you a website full of poems. You can choose slowly.
/Brother Shi/Modern/
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