Gu Cheng's generation gave me black eyes at night, but I used them to look for light!
"Wrong" Zheng Chouyu
I walked through Jiangnan.
The appearance in the season is like the opening and falling of lotus flowers.
If the east wind does not come, catkins will not fly in March.
Your heart is like a little lonely city.
Like a bluestone street facing the night.
Without a sound, the spring curtain in March can't be lifted.
Your heart is a small closed window.
My dada horseshoe is a beautiful mistake.
I am not a returnee, I am a passer-by. ...
A flowering tree
How to let you meet me
In my best moment, for this.
I prayed in front of the Buddha for 500 years.
Begging him to let us have a dusty relationship.
Then the Buddha turned me into a tree.
Follow the path you may take.
In the blooming flowers, I wait in the sun.
Every flower carries my previous hopes.
Please listen carefully when you come near.
The trembling leaves are my passion for waiting,
When you walked under the tree, you didn't notice me.
On the ground behind you
Friend, that's not a petal.
It is my withered heart
-"select"
If I have an afterlife,
Just to get together with you once.
Just for the moment after billions of light years.
All the sweetness and sadness are in a flash.
Then let it happen.
Everything appears in an instant.
Let me bow and thank all the planets for their help.
Let me meet you and leave you.
Completed a poem written by God.
And then grow old.
-"Encounter"
You draw sadness in the corner of your eye.
I put wandering on my forehead.
You add a few strands of white hair to your mind.
I let the years carve my gaunt hands.
Then we pass by the corner.
Cold no longer know each other.
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Dear friend
Please don't blame that youthful appearance.
We are makeup artists ourselves.