A day without poetry
Days without poetry,
Just like a bowl of soup with no salt and no taste.
It's like groping in the dark, without light.
Just like the undeveloped HarmonyOS system, the world is chaotic.
It's like walking in a deep hole without warmth.
Like a long night in the polar regions, bear this eternal loneliness.
A day without poetry
It's a bumpy past.
Fortunately,
I met you.
The seasoning in the soup, the lighthouse in the dark, the axe to open the world.
The torch in the cave, the aurora in the polar regions
Poetry! You hold up my spiritual sky.
I give you my passion and loyalty.
Those beautiful words.
That string of spells-like symbols
Arrangement of rows in free combination
Let me be obsessed with it
(2)
if
Life on earth has come to an end.
The death of mankind is coming quietly.
The world is back in the wilderness.
therefore
The Precious Spiritual Wealth Created by Human Beings —— Poetry
Will disappear with it
How will I grieve and regret?
This poem, which stretches for thousands of years,
But the moment the universe existed,
Poetry will be buried with the earth and mankind.
Don't!
I don't want this day to come.
Who can save poetry?
(3)
For poetry, you can forget all about eating and sleeping.
For the sake of poetry, it can be scrutinized repeatedly.
For poetry, you can copy a few copies crazily.
How's it going?
Wandering in the Book of Songs
Wandering in modern poetry
Indulge in Yuan Qu of Tang Poetry and Song Poetry
In order to gain extensive knowledge
I choose to dabble extensively.
Alienate your favorite poems.
How painful it is
Relive the long-lost poems.
Once called himself a poet.
I feel ridiculous now.
Once familiar feeling
So strange now
Used to read poetry.
I feel a little sick now.
But my eyes touched the title of poet.
Enough to make me excited, envious and entangled.
Poetry let me write it for you.