Give you time to write a poem.
Sit by the fire and read with a scroll.
Can't hear the swing of the big pendulum clock
Away from the dust of the years
There will be a gap.
Write down your feelings when you understand it.
There will be such smog.
Smiling and waiting for you to disperse.
In the ocean of poetry
A spray and a poem
A reef, a period.
We have enough time to stretch our muscles and have fun.
Pack your bags and have a good mood.
Peng yi Bei Jia Xiang tu
Farewell to relatives
Tonight, travel with us.
2. Portrait of Time
The flowers are late.
Time also has weight.
I didn't realize at first
Too much waiting.
It also bends the back.
Time also has a sound.
"Dadada"
This is her language, regardless of nationality.
Time also has feelings.
She rented out the old elm tree in front of her door.
Laugh with wrinkles all over your face
Stop saying that time waits for no one-
She's here every day.
Give you a sun.
3. The Magic of Time
Heart full of ink
Stranger on the hour hand
Two people, from their respective directions.
Step on the same point. repel each other
Low eyebrows and smiling faces are separated by barriers.
Clockwise, round and round.
Expose spring, summer, autumn and winter
Exposure: The sunshine in spring is very hot in summer.
The charm of autumn and the calmness of winter.
At this point, I was missing before.
Numb hands on the stage of life
Recite a skeleton
Everything about each other has become a habit.
The familiar ticking softens time and space.
Minute love
Climb one's toes unintentionally.
A passer-by who touches life
They are destined to turn minutes into seconds.
No matter how deep the love is, no matter how deep the affection is.
Can't stand the scrutiny of the hour hand
Raise your hand and put it down gently.
Don't let the world hear the broken sound.
The magic of time
time
Can make creatures move.
Will kill people.
Unconsciously, eating away at the body.
Cells are dying every day, and they are updated every day.
Never catch up with the loss
time
Can make people forget the pain and hatred.
Will make people look down on right and wrong.
Can make people go far, can make people eternal.
time
Can revive a dynasty.
Can make a dynasty perish.
Between life and death, a thick history
time
A poem that can make Li Bai raise his glass to celebrate.
Du Fu can stay in the thatched cottage.
Let words get drunk with wine.
I believe that one day,
Time will close my eyes.
Like dust, I will
Sleep well and never disturb the world of mortals.
4. Day
I am ethereal
The speed at which the sun moves.
As if in a blink of an eye, in a trance
Rotate the annual rings.
And ignorant eyes still stay in the corner.
I don't know the wayward wind
Where did it blow?
a fallen leaf
The whine of hovering birds.
I'm not in the mood to stare.
Can only stand at the foot of dusk.
Enjoying a trace of white hair
Stay at the intersection of departure.
The footsteps of the season
Flowers bloom silently in the back.
Observe the sound of falling snow in silence
The crops have grown into brilliant youth.
There is only one maple leaf.
Red with a long-lost mood.
Time is getting old.
Past
Always used to be at a certain time.
Looking back on the road
See if
Leave a mark of life.
The expression of the season is indifferent.
Only in the flow position
Set aside a period of time
Concise or rich content
The scenery ahead
Always in the mood.
In distant countries
Wave to me often.
seem
Song of the soul
Guide the way in the dark.
My steps are heavy.
Like a tree with roots
Without poor soil.
pay expenses
A dead leaf is crumbling.
I don't know where it should fall.
Birds are flying around, moaning and moaning.
The river dried up.
The fish is still there.
There are sad tears in the sea.
Walk out of the house
Or walk into the house
There is always some wind around.
Gurgling sound
Tell about the thunderstorm outside.
Outside the room
A touch of sunset glow is red.
In the dark, I found
The winding scenery ahead.
Just behind time.
Gaze at life affectionately