(1)
When the sun once again stands on the branches of the years
The days of being embraced are squeezed into one scene
The wind cuts through the sky with shadows
The figure of the hoe flies out of the eaves with the swallows
The time is quiet and beautiful, the steps are graceful
The memory is awakened by every day
p>
Wind, time, or a dove
Like settling wheat
The empty fields salvage the traces of time
Dark Under the setting sun
A back figure is bent by the setting sun
Read all the desolation and prosperity
But I have never forgotten your appearance< /p>
And you are waiting for me
In Yi Chengfeng
Every tiny cell is awakened
The broken straw hat in the corner
The suffocating smell of dry smoke
The blue hat that tells the story of annual rings
On a fixed day
The boat stopped at a ferry
The days are squeezed into the thickness of a book
Dense thoughts float up
(2)
A cloud
The ripples of tears look so much like you
The heart is hollowed out
Gathering all the sunshine
Chewing
At this time, I was speechless
The grinning hands
The curled body
The last gaze left in the world
p>
Or maybe it's the running water on the roadside
I miss you so much
In fact, I shouldn't be like this
There is a Sanskrit sound between heaven and earth< /p>
Time will sew everything
What the wind blows down, it wakes up again
The flowers in the fence bloom
(3)
I will be reborn in the days when I leave you
For example, a new pronoun
For example, at the end of a road
Another example is if everything is replaced by one word
It will also take root
Encounters and partings are inevitable
Times, annual rings, the vicissitudes of the heart
Let Xu Huaer be born like the sunshine
The earth will not moan and thrive
The willows on the other side are green
Any trace requires a process< /p>
Time will always mottle its past
Winter has passed, can spring be far behind?
When the wind arranges the last snow lotus
The warm current of time flows through the fingertips of the grass
The ice in the river melts
Editor's comment:
Love in the youthful age has a hazy beauty that always makes people recall it. Through the technique of line drawing, the author describes the shadow of a sincere and hard-working person with a straw hat and a cigarette bag, and expresses it delicately and vividly. The "meaning" in the article is written in an emotional way in the form of poetry. A cloud's attitude towards feelings, "causing ripples of tears", made her miss her a little. When "missing becomes a disease" is actually an infatuated person who is very persistent in love, then he understands that time will sew everything together. "I" finally let go and realized some of the true meaning of life. "In fact, those people who have passed through our memories, no matter whether they left us happiness or pain, are equally precious. Because it is they who have enriched our lives and enriched our memories." The author's writing style Beautiful and skillful, I appreciate it very much. Thank you for your submission, and I look forward to more great works.