The secret of epiphyllum
always
Morning after withering.
You will walk through
I will know last night.
Right outside your window.
I used to be
How beautiful and lonely.
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I only love myself.
Only then did I know.
What did you miss last night?
What a bright moon.
Xi Murong's Modern Poetry
distance
We are on two extremely high ridges.
Stay away from each other.
But I can hear your gentle voice.
Misty Canyon is steep.
Be careful. You said we went in.
You can't take a wrong step on the ridge.
So even at that distance,
Such a long distance
And you still won't accommodate me. I will always be there.
The commandments made on that young night
You said to be careful
We can't make a mistake.
But sometimes,
Seriously, you will suddenly forget.
Will come back and talk about it.
Lotus and the news of the year
Traces of mountains and the moon
How can I answer you?
The forest fire has been put out, and I hate the cold spring in Taiwan.
My choked heart finally fell from a height.
You're still reminding me and talking.
Be careful, we
We can't make a mistake.
All the years have become
An illusory myth. Let it be.
Green grass and flowers are in full bloom.
Will eventually fall down one after another.
In the dizziness of falling.
Who can give me a satisfactory answer?
Farewell.
You are isolated on a high ridge.
If from the beginning this is a kind of
Wrong. Then why?
Why is it so beautiful?
Short song
On the side of the mountain where no one passes by.
Peach blossoms are blooming one after another.
And left it behind.
The woman in front of the mirror
Staring at it for a long time
Gine Lee
Her fragrant beauty.
Rainy season and
That soft heart
People are often caught when it is too late.
I just remembered.
That kind of love
crossroads
If I really love you,
I won't forget it.
Of course, I still have to go.
Continue quietly
Said it was a nice day.
The wind is soft.
I can still smile wearily in the sunset.
Say that life is really ordinary
No twists and turns and troubles.
But if I really love you,
I won't forget it.
It's at this intersection.
Young you waved to me.
Separate from now on.
Green clothes and ruffles
I am a clear river.
Bypass the sandbar where you are standing.
On that sunny summer day
An afternoon with many white clouds.
Your green clothes
Wandering in the wind
Reflected in my heart
Like a gentle aquatic plant.
With sweet pain
I often review.
I will flow through and never look back.
I will never see you again in my life.
I know that winter will come.
Reed flowers will also wither.
The emotions on both sides of the strait will be like clouds.
Leaving only the stars on the distant horizon.
Before freezing
I will flow into the sea
On the dark and lonely bottom of the sea
I will think of you.
There you are, there you are.
Qingqingde clothes
To youth.
It's not that I want to be so old.
Just urging day and night.
Take you away from me
Reach a level that I can't reach.