Poetry 1: Love
Wake up every morning,
I will thank God:
Give me another day to live!
Take advantage of this day,
I can love you madly again!
Love is not given unilaterally,
But the exchange of energy.
Before I give love,
I got magical energy from you,
A beauty who can forget herself,
I will never forget it again.
Poetry 2: Love is silent.
The north wind intrudes into the curtain,
I came to the center to show the eagle.
I just hate not knowing how to look at flowers,
Heart is condensed with jade, powder is fragrant.
Boarding the lifelong rest canal,
Cherish the dew and keep silent.
After a long period of lewdness,
You are lonely.
Poetry 3: Love
Time has overflowed the window of the season,
Beautiful spring is coming.
Maybe the story of winter is too long,
Maybe everything came in a hurry.
In the wind,
The heart flies with beautiful fireworks.
You know,
In my heart,
It is full of different glories.
I've been trying,
Work hard,
Try to love.
When love blooms like smoke.
How beautiful,
What expectations,
Has been deeply implanted in the hearts of the rich.
Poetry 4: Love
All life is monotonous.
Unless you have the strength.
All strength is soft.
Unless there is hope.
All hope is pale.
Unless there is love.
As long as there is love
Heaven is everywhere!
Poetry 5: Love
In the course of ...
Sow seeds on.
Your mind
It will pass through your nerves.
Flow to your heart
When it matures.
I will harvest it.
Poetry 6: traces of love
It's cold!
I can't find your warmth
Boredom fills the heart.
Where can I find your comforting words?
I can't hear your inspiring voice.
Frustrated
Because you're not around.
I miss you infinitely.
Without you
No joy.
Without you by my side
Life lost its light.
You are the flame.
You are very light.
Is a lamp in my heart!
You can only be found in the memorial hall.
We look to the future.
We face up to the reality of poverty
We look forward to a bright future.
I sat thinking.
By looking back happily
This moment fills the pale space-time.
Every train will arrive.
Are waiting for you.
Actually, I know.
This is a weekend.
You can't turn back.
Just looking forward to it.
The emergence of miracles
Hopeless expectation
It is a comfort to one's own mind.
Looking for and longing in the vastness.
My heart is filled with emotion.