The Poetry Collection of Beijijun "The Light Wings of Autumn"
1. "Falling"
----Selected from the Poetry Collection of Beijijun
Afternoon in Beijing city
There is a very clean sky
My steps become calmer
Thrilling with the slightest breeze of early autumn
Catching up and waiting coldly
I don’t want to wave to the promise
I can only wait and watch
Wait until the gusts of wind make the leaves fall
p>Wait until longing passes through the autumn
Wait until the blue geese fly across my sorrow
I can only guard and guard
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North Pole's poem "The Light Wings of Autumn"
2. "Leave the Past and Cry in the Autumn Rain"
----Selected from North Pole Collection of Jun Poems
Leave the past and cry in the autumn rain
Wandering Shoes
Still confused
Step Back
Can we still find 6.17
Move forward
Is your heart still pure and silent as you wait in vain
North Pole's poem "The Light Wings of Autumn" 》
3. "The Light Wings of Autumn"
----Selected from the Poetry Collection of Beijijun
I am drunk in autumn
The leaves of every tree
have become my tears
The wind has blown away my last trace of warmth
The leaves are flying one by one
No amount of tears
can surround you
How many tears I have
I can wave them at will
>Swaying, drifting
Withering in the autumn wind
I can only shed tears gently
Falling gently
Let love get used to this heartbreak
Beijing Jun’s poem "The Light Wings of Autumn"
4. "Gently Flying"
---- Selected from the Poetry Collection of Beijijun
Flying gently
Slowly withering
No more tears
No more summer The taste
I am a yellowed leaf
Lost time
Lost the moisture of my lips
I can still have one last time Drunk
Only one last heartbreak
Know that I know, do you know
I am about to fall into the city
The concrete floor
For flying
For you
For your last tear
I fell to pieces
p>
Beijingjun's poem "No miracles will happen in longing"
5. "The Last Drop of Tears"
----Selected from Beijijun's poetry collection
What would I do without you?
I can’t distinguish between night and day
I am wandering in numbness
I can’t find the end of the day
I can’t find it either It’s not the end of the night
I had no sense of direction at that time
Because all my thoughts are directed towards you
I am still at the end of the day
p>
I found you on the bank of night
If you die
If you die I will bury you with you,
With tears and soul, Use my body
I will call down the fallen leaves
Gently bury them on our bodies
Be the last fallen leaf
It has not covered the power of my love for you
I will wake up the beautiful snowflakes and continue to bury them
Bury until my love belongs to you only
At that time my body was withered and my heart was exhausted
My soul was scattered, but I still want to keep a drop of tears
Let it flow to the corner of your eyes , nourishing your soul
Because it also brought me a sentence
That is: I really, really love you very much
I will be a prostitute in my next life. Beginning with a drop of tears, we are together
Never apart from now on
Beijingjun’s poem "No miracles will happen in longing"