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Banzagurubama's Silence
Have you seen me?
I was there.
Not sad or happy.
You can either read me or you can't read me.
Love is there.
Don't come or go.
Do you love me or not?
Love is there.
Neither increasing nor decreasing.
Are you with me or not?
My hand is in your hand.
Never give up.
Come into my arms.
or
Let me live in your heart
Silent love
Silence and happiness
yaodharā。
Your sadness is on the edge.
Submerged my shoulders on my forehead.
My sadness can't make you see and believe that I love you.
If there is a past, if there is forever.
My love is from the oldest stubbornness to the most endless eternity.
Now, for this epic love,
I must get on my horse and leave in the moonlight.
Leave your dreams.
Please also leave your dreams.
My love is actually beyond this dream, beyond life and death.
"Don't cry.
I will pick flowers at dawn.
Can you laugh? "
Irrelevant February
In ...
The river in February is still cold. Don't go there, just let Fallen Flower follow Shui Piao.
Aren't there many things in this world that can't be stopped and pulled back?
For example, your love for my face
The second is.
I thought I could go back a thousand years.
Imagine this is Longjing in the Northern Song Dynasty, drinking it in the moonlight of the capital of song dynasty.
Imagine this is a new porcelain of plum blossom Ru kiln in Xijing in February.
However, we cannot walk side by side, nor can we be silent.
A whip will reach the end of the world.
The third is.
You are like an ancient Buddha, fighting against the years.
I ran from here to there, up and down.
As soon as I saw you, I was relieved.
For example, in February, the chill is light and the stove smells dense.
Maggie Amy sings
No elegant costumes and golden faces.
Will I recognize you again?
No gentle whispers and transparent eyes.
How much will you miss?
If you don't hold my hand,
If you don't look back often
Will I go with you?
How can I love you?
Pass through glitz
transcend time and space
Not fake
Not crazy
Cangyang Jiacuo said
I am all the men in the world.
You are all the women in the world.
I love you for granted.
I am your whole truth.
You are my only fantasy.
Of course you love me.
I am your four dimensions, up and down.
You are my past, present and future.
It is natural that we fall in love.
Void can testify.
Our love is more natural than death.
Sky Song
Watch the breeze for three thousand years
I am a silent paradise.
Watching you wander.
Shuttle through a world without roads
You can forget your original heart.
I can't keep my love.
I came by the wind.
Give you an answer.
As vast as me.
Willing to spend all his time
Fall into endless waiting
Take the stone as an oath.
Pacers
When you are on the other side of the mountain.
I have no end on the lonely road.
Your expression is always warm.
Like an unintentional ray of sunshine.
Raise the soft dust in my heart
The tears that should have been cried were held back.
I can't help running to you.
A wish is like a mountain.
You are sitting in front of my eyes.
While I was still hesitating
You opened all the secret passages for walking.
Guide me through inexplicable sadness
In the most difficult time, you said
Mountains don't really need to look up.
He is more willing to give you a new height.
Look back and look down freely and solemnly.
I am your son from now on.
I slept and woke up in every lotus.
Your name is treasured in the fallen lotus.
I have sadness and ecstasy on every face.
Cherish your shadow behind the wandering expression.
Throughout the ages, from east, west, north and south to octupole.
However, how reluctant to hide, and how should not hide.
If you can only show your heart once in your life
I would like to sing the same prayer from generation to generation:
May the cold sunshine come with the sword.
Oblique clouds shake their whiskers in rags.
From now on, I am your naked child, showing everything and becoming the softest and strongest person in the world.
Once the secret prayer in your hand is opened.
There must be my old name on it, which is wonderful and auspicious.
Then, you can enter the world you want to go, and I can keep the world I live in.
Letting go is conversion.
Give your heart to emptiness, make it similar and continuous, or be disillusioned.
It is better to leave life to cause and effect, let it get together and spread, or do it gloriously.
Give all your wishes to Bodhi, and let it grab the long and short, whether it is reincarnation or nirvana.
Anyway, hand it over.
Give me everything you hold on to, everything you see, everything you hold on to.
Be a naked child
In the soft petals of lotus.
Sit, lie, be silent, laugh, be kind and wise.
I'm just the king of poetry.
Although he is famous for his poems, he is not a "poet" in many people's minds.
She first wrote poetry when she was twelve or thirteen. At that time, she regarded writing poetry as a kind of graffiti-quietly drawing her ignorance in a deserted corner.
Nowadays, many people leave home to study and practice, and still maintain the hobby of writing poems, only on their own blogs. "Over the years, I only write poetry as a hobby. Accurately speaking, I am not a poet, because I have not undergone strict training and have not learned the syllable rhythm of poetry well. Just like Rainbow Bao Qiang in the entertainment circle, she was not trained, but she can only show her true self. For me, if I don't know the skills of poetry, I can only write it as it is, and I never thought about writing poetry for a living before. "
This may be her modesty. As she said, her poems are completely the natural expression of the mind on the road of practice, without whitewashing, skill and fame.
In the face of sudden overnight fame, she yearns for a lot of freedom, but she still has no complete plan for the future. In the journey of her life, there is only one thing waiting for her to do-practice.
"Although my poems make everyone happy and attract everyone's attention, I won't consider switching to a professional poet at present. I like freedom and long for freedom. Only practice can release my mind. As for writing poetry, I think it should follow the fate and don't want to be forced. "