1. Qilu: Feelings at the end of the year. Qilu: Feelings at the end of the year. 2031. Welcome the dragon and bid the rabbit to make up new words. I can’t bear to think about the cheating of the rich and powerful.
The wheel of indifference hurts Xiaoyue, but knowing her deeply is like a beast and a demon.
The tiger invades the South China Sea at the front door, and the officials in the back are corrupt and insult the party flag.
Play a sad song at the end of the year, hoping for a miracle doctor in the troubled times.
2. Picking up the pieces at the end of the year - Time Minor 1) Some red liquid in the chest begins to lack oxygen. The hot dream flying in the cold night is choked by a bird song. The lights have been turned off and I have to stand up outside the window. The fire shines, some thoughts, the wings are occupied by angels, the purity and beauty only take one winter, and my village and my earth turn white. 2) Finally, I wait for a wind flower to come. In the afternoon of early winter, the snow freezes the river, and it turns out to be fresh... 3. Nian Nujiao ?End of year whispers (continued) Nian Nujiao?End of year whispers (continued) -Yihai Rongzhi February 3, 2011 (New Year's Eve, 2011) The years come and go in a hurry, the flowers are full, the moon is full, and the youth is full of joy.
The morning glow shines brightly in the morning light that was once bathed in the sun, the annual lanterns of joy in thousands of streets, the fireworks that the whole country celebrates year after year, make the obsolete even more obsolete, and more... 4. Qilu·Three essays on dispatching people at the end of the year\\\/The forests and springs outside the territory of the Jin Dynasty are self-proclaimed, and the songbirds are happy and the situation is sparse.
Spring and rich years should be hidden for a long time. Mountains love idle people and build green trees.
To thank the monks, they often sweep the path, leaving behind every trace of the poet.
The countryside is incomprehensible to my breasts, half of the stream is covered with clouds and part of the pine tree.
5. The water-melody song is full of feelings at the end of the year. Who knows who can understand it?
I have forgotten my words after looking at each other.
It’s very meditative, and a bit of invitation comes to my eyebrows.
The fluttering of sleeves lingers, and the full gaze in the mirror is gone. There is no lingering feeling.
Those who ask what they are doing will feel pity for being lonely.
Sparse rain, rustling hair, and wind.
At the beginning of sailing, there was suddenly smoke on the river.
I am lazy by nature, but I am still young. At the end of the year, the waves rise, and I go back to sleep beside the small town.
Don’t worry about the spring tide, let the flowers bloom.
6. Year-end Thoughts The Year of the Dog has passed through the hustle and bustle of that night in a hurry, and the melancholy and joy have flown away in the depths of memory with the cold wind.
The firecrackers exploding in the distance also turned the past into ashes.
In the winter rain mixed with cold wind, it is just the right time to wash away yesterday’s painful illness.
With the longing for the coming year, this last night became so beautiful and joyful.
So I look forward to traveling through the time tunnel, with my flying soul standing...