Three manuscripts of prose and poetry recitation

There are many unspeakable worries in prose poems, which need us to feel with our hearts. So what are the beautiful prose poems? The following are three essays and poems I have compiled for you. Welcome to reading.

Prose, poetry, recitation, a morning outside the window.

The sea of rape flowers all over the world

You're nearby.

Bloom like a flower

Hand in hand

Walking through wet moss

Appreciate the colors of the sunshine all over the sky.

An ocean of flowers that belongs only to you and me.

The ends of the earth, never leave.

I look into your eyes.

There is a beautiful tomorrow hidden.

Loneliness in the water

I don't understand.

I don't need to understand either

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The windowsill smells of pollen.

The morning mist soaked your red makeup.

This shouldn't be a dream.

why

Can't see your face clearly with long hair?

It turns out that this is just a dream.

Flowers in winter

This is just our little hope.

Fortunately, I have you by my side.

Even as the years go by.

Our hair is like snow, and our temples are like frost.

Does the wind blow the old skin on your face tonight?

Lonely hurt, bitter heart, stinging smile

Are there still some people who can't say it, but still endure it?

This may be some love, never give up, never give up.

Accustomed to being ignored for youth.

Leaves leave because the pursuit of the wind lacks the retention of trees.

At this moment, I want to tell you that a smile is charming.

At this time, I want to have a miss that I can care about.

But, poor me, I sank my heart in a silent grave.

It was not until I lost it like this that I realized that I was the stupid person.

Youth is so short, why regret so long?

Like water, like withered grass, like the lonely taste of teenagers here.

A person, a poem, only silently laments for me.

Because I am waiting for the first old age in my life.

Youth, forgive my obscurity?

Prose, poetry, recitation, and thinking twice are constantly entangled with words.

but I ...

As a bystander

But I can't get into the entanglement between the two.

Only wait

Let's see what he can mess up.

year

It seems to pass a little fast.

All the past

It's not so calm anymore.

Early childhood

Now slim and slim, wearing heavy makeup to get married.

A shy smile when bowing.

The weather is fine, and the sunshine in spring melts the snow in winter.

Fine willow fenyang

The old pavilion at the bridge stands.

Who's drinking with whom?

Live a drunken life and watch the sun set.

Sadly,

A fool can't forget her tears.

Bright moon

Shine on people's hearts

Never forget to let your son run away from home.

Laying paper and grinding ink

In order to write melancholy, I wish you a wedding room.