To this end, I threw a copper coin to see if we can continue to have sex.
All the hatred was dispelled again.
The soul has recovered its most basic innocence.
My heart can no longer bear the roar of the wind on that high slope.
I run away from my love, because my heart is crazy.
Let caged birds match caged birds and wild birds match wild birds.
Ah, he will be heartbroken if he knows that my thoughts are far away.
I pointed out that the barking hounds and rabbits jumped into the Woods, but when I congratulated her, she was as happy as a lover, lowered her eyes and blushed.
But suddenly, her uneasy expression caught my heart, and I remembered the lost wildness. Later, she drifted away, and I stayed alone in the forest, recording the death of the rabbit.
What is true love? As time went on, everything came out.
If you can't get a complete body and soul, that kind of love is not satisfied at all.
If you accept me, you have to accept the pain. I may laugh, get angry and get grumpy in an hour.
I cracked my heart in half with a hard blow. So what? Because I know that love comes from rocks, from the source of desolation, and has set foot on his road.
When we were young, we fell in love, but we knew nothing about it.
I admit that although the thorn twisted into my hair, it didn't sting me;
My cringe and trembling are just acting and coquetry.
Why are those questioning eyes always staring at me?
When a person gets old, his happiness.
Hiding deeper and deeper every day.
Her empty heart was finally filled.
But what he needs is all his strength.
Because the nights are getting longer and longer
Revealed his mystery and fear.
The loudest sound * * *
Otherwise, I will think that she is supernatural.
There seems to be a more ruthless look in her eyes.
How this dirty world is decadent.
Watch the thin trunk grow into a giant, and the giant dries up.
All the heirloom treasures were thrown into the pigsty.
Heroic dreams are imitated by clowns and hooligans.
Then I want to know what else the holocaust can save.
Have a love that is not spiritual.
In these poems, Ye Zhi often classifies his love affair with Olivia as a short-lived fate, regretting that he could not devote himself wholeheartedly to another love, and at the same time hoping that he could not prove his sincerity by death. This kind of hesitation and regret between fish and bear's paw, and the dilemma between spiritual love and physical love have been lingering in Ye Zhi's love poems. He is such a person.