Even a small flower should bloom brilliantly in the sun. Into poetry, into a wonderful world.

A wisp of yang

I used to hide in nobody's corner.

Chew sadness

Pour out your heart in the flowing moonlight

I was once depressed and confused.

in confusion

Can't tell the direction in which the sun rises

Be hesitant in one's footsteps

I am a nameless flower.

Strive to bloom

But not fragrant.

Because it is not as gorgeous as peony.

Not as hot as roses.

But longing for that ray of sunshine

a violent gust of wind

A shower of rain and dew

Sweep away the dark clouds in my heart

Became the queen of green grass

That's a ray of sunshine.

Opened the skylight in my heart

Hold up a magnificent rainbow

Under the ideal blue sky

Conclusion:

I like poetry since I was a child. I like the beautiful and concise language of poetry, the bright rhythm, and the rich and jumping imagination that spans time and space. Infinitely expanding space brings people into a wonderful world that is picturesque, dreamy and the combination of reality and reality. Or bold or delicate, or sad into joy, with concise language to express the feelings of the soul.

Welcome to poetry, enter the wonderful world of poetry and enjoy a quiet.