Appreciation of Modern Poetry with Magpie as the Title

Seeing off the green

I feel a little suffocated

The snow moves in an instant of pain

It's pale and cold everywhere

I really don't know what to say when I leave

I just kissed you hard on the cheek

Then the magpie suddenly cried

The car flew away in a blink of an eye

I stretched out my hands.

In the air

and clenched his fist feebly

At this moment, I heard the voice of the magpie

playing the word "peace" on the strings of my heart

standing for a long time

at midnight, the word "WeChat"

Don't worry

The sky has turned white, the sun

Still dreaming naive

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