Mu Xin’s poem—about love

Your looks, smiles and words made me sick

When the fever subsides, give me back my lonely health

If we meet again, it feels like we are far away

It's like someone walking on the horizon, passing by

Only the horizon is left, and the fog in early spring is hazy

Fortunately, you are not beautiful after all

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Beautiful, I will be seriously ill and it will be difficult to recover

Your talent and appearance are only enough for me to be sick for nineteen days

On the twentieth day you will be rough and ugly Get up

The cadenza of your life is over

How can others think you are some kind of treasure

The vines are overgrown, the drizzle is like powder, and the partridges I will migrate and live among the forest hills

Waiting for the arrival of someone who is enough for me to love

There are many types of love

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Most love ends as soon as it begins

Venus, that Aphrodite

Born from the foam of the ocean, early morning

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Bubbles, bubbles, surrounded by bubbles

All my life's encounters and separations

Everything I have hugged and kissed is bubbles

I want to hug you There are not as many kisses as there are hugs

Those are shorter bubbles

I am getting tired and cruel

Lying in the warm cardamom water in the bath< /p>

Crystal white foam, the memory of love

Love has washed my body and skin

The cool water washes away the foam all over my body

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Sir, if I am drunk, if I

indulge in the confusion of wine and love, please do not blame me

When I am with Enemies sit across from each other, but I am awake

When I forget myself, I am with my friends

I said, who does your beauty belong to?

He said , only I exist, so it belongs to me

The lover, the beloved, and love are all one

Beauty, mirrors, and eyes are also one, that is me

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Under the shade of a tree, a pot of wine

A piece of bread, a roll of poetry

You lean against me and sing

< p> The wilderness is heaven

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Bring me wine

Wine stains my robe

I am drunk with love

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People call me a wise man

The banquet was over and the night was late

The door of the hotel opened wide

Everyone bowed their heads and walked out

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Meet something outside? Welcome, Bluebird

What news

Where is my friend

How to find him< /p>

Wooden house

Love at night

And crazy

Wind

Sound of waves

Sound sleep

Morning tea

Lunch

Evening drink

Gulls chirping

Clouds drifting

< p> Yawn

The next morning

Quietly

One left

Evening

The other

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Gone with the waves

A few years later

Backpack

Wandering on the beach

No cabin

< p> Here

Yes

The sea breeze is cold

Useless

Back to

Xianyue

Night after night

Full moon

I know that all the things floating here and there

are not my last lovers

The last one will come

A country singer plays the piano and sings softly

Ignorantly singing about desolate desires

Love has long been lost, and the treasure is exhausted< /p>

The refreshing south wind in summer

I have experienced many successes and failures in love

Elegant first love followed by vulgar passionate love

Tired, oh, but afraid of death and greedy for life

Sexual desire and hunger come day by day

Lazy, I sit on the wooden railing and swing my feet

Waiting for the arrival of the last lover

Really, I can see it clearly at a glance

Thinking of you in April and April

Encountering cherry blossoms on the road from time to time< /p>

Once upon a time, under the cherry blossoms every day

Let’s talk for a few words and then leave

You flirt with me all night

Avoid me for seven days

Seven days later, you

just come up on the ground as if nothing happened

The cherry blossoms will fade as soon as they bloom

This is always the case for you

Forty-six years have passed

If you remember, it’s not love

I’m too handsome

I don’t care about others

But it’s yours Thin love

Makes me have endless aftertaste