The most brilliant and creative poetry recitation

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1 "I am young, but you are not old&; gt;

I lit the lamp and read all the classics.

Not for reincarnation

Find your face in this world.

That year, I fell to my knees and kowtowed to embrace the dust.

Not suitable for the audience

Is to embrace your temperature.

In January of that year, I finished reading all the Mani stones on the road.

Don't remember the Buddhist scriptures on it

Find your name on the stone.

I shook my prayer wheel all day that day.

Do not cross over.

Touch your fingertips

I listened to Sanskrit all night that night.

Not for enlightenment.

Feel your breath.

At that moment, I knelt before the Buddha.

Not to atone.

Is to be with you forever.

At that moment, I flew into the sky.

Not for eternal life.

To make you happy and safe.

When I was young.

I read poetry books again and again.

Not to be a great poet.

To see you again after many years, I will tell you one story after another.

When I was young.

I practice writing stroke by stroke.

Not to write a painter's painting.

In order to describe your appearance in a meaningful way.

When I was young.

I walked a lot and saw a lot of scenery.

Not to wash away the noise of the city.

I am proud to be your guide with you after many years.

When I was young.

I finished my boring practice.

Not for fame.

Let you no longer feel bored when you are with me after many years.

When I was young.

I write too many words.

Not to show off how good his literary talent is.

Show you the young me after many years.

Now I am very happy.

Because I am young, you are not old.

2.& amplt; I send you my youth &; gt;

I send you my youth.

Accompany you through the desolation of the desert

Accompany you to travel all over the Yellow River.

Yumenguan grabs a bright moonlight.

Break off Luoyang peony and pin it on your hair.

A silent hug in the breeze is meaningful.

I send you my youth.

Bathed with you in the mottled autumn sunshine under the frost leaves

The bells of Hanshan Temple are swaying the waves of the West Lake.

Draw a landscape painting. The mountain in the distance is as long as your eyebrows.

Take a firefly in the dark and light up your indifferent face.

I will give my youth to you.

Please don't laugh at my madness.

Gentleness from Jiangnan water town

The long river leading to the desert and the sunset.

Fine sand waves from the east

Snow and gold to the west

I am willing to wander with you.

I will give my youth to you.

Quietly by your side

Spring is warm, summer is hot, winter is cold and autumn is cool.

I'd like to dress you in my clothes.

I want to change my sadness.

I give my youth to you.

I will give my youth to you.

Don't rush to draft

Let me show you

Some are meant to be.

In that pure white snowflake

I secretly drew a poem.

This poem begins with a green eyebrow.

Warm yang and harmony

smile

I am very careful.

Fold my meteor shower

Cicada that has been frozen for a summer.

Then added in a panic.

The soft air of drizzle

I'm a little wet.

A white skirt floating in the wind

And snow.

Sing my mood leisurely

I broke the bead on my wrist.

Can't wait

It will clear up when the snow stops.

Send you youth

Have the eyes and secrets of a teenager.

Panic evasion

And a young heart

I will give my youth to you.

Leaving a fleeting floating light

There is a kind of warmth to be determined.