path to god
A candle
Illuminate the lonely journey
Took your soul away
Qing BenQ si
Light the candle again
Send it to your window.
Warm your cold world
Light up your lonely night
I thought you'd gone a long way.
I thought you were a stranger.
But found that
You never left.
Borrow a candle
Bring my love to you
Let your soul
No longer lonely
For unforgettable memories.
When everything is dark
And that candle.
Between the two worlds
transmit
Selected poems in memory of deceased parents
6, jade bone is worried about fog, ice muscle has its own fairy wind. In the sea, I sent the probe into the fragrant bush and hung the green hair upside down. Plain noodles are often too pink, and red lips do not fade when washing makeup. Remember Xiao Yunkong, don't dream of pear blossoms.
7. Tears are silent. I only regret my past feelings. Keep your knowledge by Dan Qing, Yingying. You can't draw it if you are sad. Don't be too specific Wake up early in the middle of the night. Qing wakes up early and dreams more. Call the rain bell at night.
8, the solar terms are clear and the peaches and plums laugh, and the Noda wasteland is only awkward. Thunder stung dragons and snakes, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain. It's unfair for people to sacrifice my arrogant concubine and wife, but it's unfair to burn them. A clever fool has known who it is for thousands of years, and his eyes are full of chrysanthemum.
9. Recently, there are countless sad things. Who spoke longer? Everything is subject to fate. In early spring, the green shadows are dancing outside the window, the geese are returning, and the orioles are singing and dancing, and tears are streaming down their faces. I enjoyed the beautiful scenery with you in the past, but now I have lost it and failed to live up to my past affection. Suddenly a gust of wind blew and the breeze shook. I thought it was your soul, but I can only wait for the end of love.
10, the tiller calls for love boat, the spring grass is green and the fields are boundless. Try going to Wumen to see the county outline. There are some new cigarettes in Qingming.
1 1. It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
The latest poem in memory of deceased parents.
1, the spring city is full of flowers, and the cold food is east wind and willows. As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis.
2. Chun Qing only noticed that the pear blossoms were sparse and the petals were scattered. What is the sunset near dusk? There is still no soul in the world. Yinyin doesn't dream of the words at that time, but is close to each other. Be a dreamer for Iraq and call for truth in the dark.
3, rattan bed paper account sleep, endless, no thoughts. The agarwood is intermittent and the jade furnace is cold, and my feelings are like water.
4, three lanes in the flute, plum is broken, how much is spring. A small wind scattered rain and a thousand tears flowed, and the piper went to Yulou, and who was heartbroken! 10% off, no one will send it!
5, the south of the city meets spring, just to see plum blossoms; Jade bone has been in spring for a long time, and ink marks are still locked between dust walls.