One day, I will wake up from a chaotic dream.
At a strange crossroads, my loneliness
One step closer to the heartbeat of death. those
I love or love my people, spit thorns.
Bit by bit, it pierced my heart and lungs.
This body of good and evil has never been
Never make peace with anyone. Like a fool.
I shed tears in the wind and rolling waves every day with my soul naked.
Some people stopped to watch, others played dumb.
How to hide this sad face?
Can a tapering shame lead a slow life?
How to transform degraded organs in order to
Become the most common person in the dark crowd?
More often, I grab what I have.
Sharp edge, silence into a grain of sand.
I know that a person's loneliness is not worth showing off.
Sing across the river
The river is knee-deep and full of water.
Flowing in a little gauze.
Like a whisper, like a whisper
Over the deep reeds
A few flowers are wandering with light wings.
My broken and stitched loneliness.
Can't bypass their cruise trajectory.
This prime time belongs only to me-
An empty river, between heaven and earth.
Only the wind, birds singing, sea reeds. ...
My messy pace is mixed with rivers and pebbles.
Become a young lady who lived in a boudoir in her previous life.
The bluebird brought Acacia to the middle of the river.
My heart began to swell, soft water.
Overflow to the tip of the nose. It's warm and cold at first, and a moment of suffocating loneliness.
Through the heart. A bud of unrequited love emerged from his heart.
This was really a lifetime ago.
How many years ago was that?
A lost fish swims gently at my feet.
Touch my restless soul like the hand of fate.
Like life. Like a huge blank. Like death.
Arrive forever
The journey from east to west in China is
The distance between us. But I can't
See through at a glance Rivers, plateaus, basins
Those open-minded mothers are compassionate.
Arms, gently push away my cold sight.
I can't stop for a moment. I 17 ton eyes
Crush the top of the mountain and merge into the rushing Yellow River.
This cold mountain torrent of love is coming.
Soil and sand are falling on one side.
In order to find you, the lover I have never met.
I am willing to crush myself and be blown away by the wind.
Become a dewdrop on your eyelashes
A grain of sand floats in your eyes.
A little dust on your skirt
Have a heart-to-heart conversation
After many years, we can finally sit down and talk.
At dusk, autumn is like a baby.
Sleep in the arms of Mother Earth.
We sat in the sorghum field, those dazzling reds.
That's the heartbeat I tried to put out.
The wind comes and rustles-the wind always
Can blow away the ripples in our eyes in time
That thin layer of bitterness
October Sky is somewhat lofty, like us.
Their great sadness is close at hand but can't be touched.
We talked about the past, those years, the snow.
There are still some flowers blooming and falling.
We also talked about the flame of poetry and the needle of wheat.
And hoard the fragrance of sorghum wine for many years in the body.
At some point, time stopped.
The wind has stopped, both of us.
The old friends who meet again are all old.
It doesn't matter what you say.
A shallow crescent moon crawls over our heads.
With a sigh, I quietly looked at you and my heart.
Those unspeakable joys and sorrows, and love.
I allow pain to come uninvited.
I allow pain to come uninvited, allow
The sea in the body rises and falls, making it surging.
You can't escape by going it alone.
The lost way and besieged city of Harbin Institute of Technology.
I decided to take off my illusory wings, just like taking off.
Beautiful coat without hesitation.
At this time, I was so close to reality that my nose touched.
It takes courage to recognize the nature of the world.
All I see is the expansion and swallowing of ambition.
City, money, fashion, beauty and virus
Like a lamb lost in wolves, I have to give in.
Their trap-what should come will come sooner or later.
My heart is falling, falling ......
This irresistible force woke me up.
And despair. I no longer tremble and fear.
But fell into a sweet trap.
Obey it, "this peace of mind is my hometown."
My stubborn nature makes me use kindness
Accept everything cruel.
This is a natural thing.
Too natural to refuse.
I have never been afraid of aging.
When three lines are neither too deep nor too shallow overnight
Climb to the forehead of my youth
When the dark clouds of the years cover
My cheeks should be as smooth as snow.
There's no need to hide anything, no need.
What are you fighting for or standing for—
The sharp knife that hit people was finally drawn.
My trembling hands and restless heart
It's finally quiet.
Aging-something I once respected, despised and feared.
Now snakes have entered my young flesh and blood.
All these years, I have been like the water in the lake.
You can't walk out of the circle all day without knowing.
I've never been in love, traveled, or been.
Get ahead, and you will never grow up to be the most beautiful yourself.
You have to be forced to accept the sudden storm of fate, accept
The rest of my life is eclipsed, just like
Flowers in bud were forced to be attacked by heavy rain.
The drowning fish was forced into the blazing flames.
It doesn't matter. There's nowhere to run.
I am destined to obey the rules and rob forever.
All I can do is wait, wait
Old age is approaching, waiting for death.
I'm brave and fearless. I'm dying.
Ode to pills
White, red and yellow
There are also blue and green powders.
Mixed together, * * * with this.
I can't see any color, but it's beautiful.
And ecstasy. Their smooth and soft bodies
Cleverly and flexibly my mouth, on the tip of my trembling tongue
Agitated uneasily, and finally sang.
Elegy, intoxicated to the extreme.
They tried to swallow a person's body with powerful drugs.
Unknown substances that have grown over the years. Trying to stay in a building
A bonfire was lit on the ruins that had been idle for a long time
My sick skin, like a
Huge adsorption dirty utensils, obsessed with
Go to an unknown dangerous road, even if it is destruction.
I have to thank them, this nail-sized pill.
They are the only ones left-the people I once loved.
And believe in all metaphysical and metaphysical things.
Committed to honor, dignity and wealth
And this pile of cute little angels, but without hesitation.
Embrace me, the villain who reveals the truth.
Mutually assured destruction with the evil that fills my body.
Editor's comment:
Time is always full. When a person is speechless, I don't know if I am happy. Are those sad words hidden behind time? I can't say clearly. A person's loneliness, only you know, is not worth showing off. I allow pain to come uninvited. It was just a robbery. Even if I live a life I don't want, I must accept it day by day. In this world, there will always be a resting place for my soul ... recommend a group of poems that hit my soul, with unique ideas, sincere feelings and worth tasting!