Heroes, please comment on my poem.

Folding willow is too clear ("folding willow" means "waiting", so don't use it indiscriminately. ), no one listened (it has nothing to do with Qingming, please consider it. )。 Tears are hard to dry, but I hope the rain will clear up. -pay attention to the meter of the whole poem.

Alone in the Qingming rain (on rain? It doesn't work. ), people go far away (too vernacular). Suddenly looking back, colorful flowers have blossomed all over the building. )。 Things are hard to keep unless people like them. ), the building is empty. Till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon, a glass of sake won't solve your worries. -Writing words should be based on the music score, and the rules without music score should be based on the original.

The lonely shadow by the bridge is pitiful, but the lover has gone to love but can't move. Once all the happiness was empty, leaving only a broken smile as beauty. -It's still too white. Metrics don't care.

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It's good for you to write like this when you are fifteen. I'll help you change the third song, and you can read the rest yourself.

Give you a name, called-smiling face.

Quatrain

Poor thin shadow, broken bridge, fragrant peach blossom?

Where the apricot broke, a few tears welled up and a smile appeared.

Attached to the quatrains of Pingsheng.

Ping (ping) ping, ping (ping) ping.

(Ping) Ping, (Ping) Ping.