Between the earth and the moon
Beautiful scenery
Actually, I saw it.
oneself
The tenderness in my heart
You think you saw it.
In the world; After all, after all
Ugly words and deeds
Actually, I saw it.
mankind
A dull pain in the chest
Wake up the soul with poetry every morning.
Write your heart now and do your best to pay attention to poetry and painting.
Water drives summer birds to the top, and Yang dances with the mountains.
The essence of poetry is discovery. Poets should always look at the world around them with curious eyes like babies and discover new beauty in the world. Lin Geng