Some people are still alive,
He died;
Some people died,
He's alive.
someone
Riding on the people's heads: "Oh, how great I am!"
someone
Bend down and be a cow and a horse for the people.
someone
Carve your name on a stone to make it immortal;
someone
I'd rather be a weed and wait for the underground fire.
someone
He lives and no one else can live;
someone
He lives to make life better for most people.
Ride on the people's heads
People broke him down;
Work for the people.
People will always remember him!
Carve one's name on a stone.
The name decays earlier than the corpse;
As long as the spring breeze explodes
There are green weeds everywhere.
He's alive, and no one else can,
His fate can be seen;
He lives for the benefit of most people,
The crowd held him high and high.
Respondent: 1 19.7.33. * 20 10- 1 1- 16 20: 02.
Answer *** 5
Learn to think
Respondent: I love Li Pan-grade one, 2010-1-1517: 24.
What happened to Zheng Chuchu?
Respondent: Zheng Juqi-Grade 1 2010-1-1819: 47.
1, suffering
Suffering is a mountain.
In front of it
Strong, climb to the top
Harvest the joy of conquest
The weak, pull a long face
Sigh at the mountain.
People who give up easily
Up-down dilemma
Respondent: 12 1.27.75. * 20 10- 1 1-23 20: 40.
Beautiful mood
Author: Xi Murong
If life is a
A speeding train
Happiness and sadness are
Those two tracks
Stay close behind me
All the moments are hasty and vague.
Unless you can stop and look back.
Only in the moment of looking back.
In order to get a clear and clear
Sour and pungent, so only
When it's too late
In order to find a way
A good mood without regrets
Street lamps along the North River.
There is dense felt,
Covering the white sun.
Along the silent river,
Covered with loneliness and darkness.
Only a row of lights on the wall is half on and half off.
Still flickering and trembling.
How weak they are!
But this is our only eye of wisdom!
They help us understand ourselves;
Let's look at the way forward.
They are good friends.
Give us hope and comfort.
Bless you, light,
May you last forever!
Sense of inadequacy
He is the sun,
I am like a candle;
He is the sea, swinging wildly,
I am like his trickle;
He is a locked moyun tower,
I'm like a wanderer under the tower.
He is like a bird, singing a beautiful song.
Flying in the sky;
Like flowers, brightly colored,
Blooming in the garden of music;
I have nothing,
Stay in the dark.
lamplight
It sparkled in the dark.
A yellow light,
I will be in your bright light,
Look into her bright and charming eyes.
separate
White clouds are full of the sun;
The green mountain ring embraces the sleeping time,
Fog and dew are like milk,
Like a veil,
Electrify the new mother's face.
Standing quietly by the window,
I haven't seen a bird in the world,
I can't see the shadow,
Only the clear wind is floating,
Only the distant clock is left.
The fundus is between people,
Ear roots are between people;
In her hometown, she is like a lonely soul.
It's in my heart!
The only thing left
In the lingering fragrance of Iraq,
I can see the shadow of yesterday-
Far, far away.
drizzle
Li Dongfeng
Sweep across my face,
Stars, stars, drizzle,
It is fluffy in spring.
Mom's hand
Mom's hands are like warm spring breeze,
Caressed me through the rough yesterday.
Mother's hands are like generous earth,
Support me to a healthy tomorrow.
I grew up,
But mom's hands are getting rough.
I love mom,
I love my mother's rough hands more.
Respondents: Enthusiastic users | 2009-11-29 22: 44 | Report
childhood
Looking back after many years.
Open the dusty memory
Finger flick, dusty.
A yellow scroll is unfolded.
That's a childish face.
Blink your eyes
Like bright stars
Skip that.
A country road paved with gravel
Floral dresses are flying in the jungle.
Like a butterfly flapping its wings
Fly everywhere ...
Belly laughter echoed in the mountain stream.
insist on
A cricket, a grass
A small basket, a sickle.
A hot sun, a stream.
A nursery rhyme, a basket of wild mushrooms
A girl, a string of small footprints.
A piece of white clouds, a pure heart
span
Every step of life is a leap;
Every day of life is a leap;
Every minute of life is a leap;
Every second of life is a leap.
When you were born, it was a leap;
When you learn to walk, it is a leap;
When you are dumb, it is a leap;
When you hold the pen, it is a leap.
Extreme athletes regard every movement as a leap;
Angels in white regards every operation as a leap;
Science and technology engineers regard every project as a leap;
Hard-working writers regard every manuscript as a leap.
It takes courage to jump;
The key to leap is persistence.
Today, a small leap;
Tomorrow, we will make a big leap.
In the journey through, you will encounter all kinds of obstacles;
In the process of crossing, you will meet a big river.
As long as you get up the courage,
Obstacles are under your stride;
As long as you have firm confidence,
This river will be left behind by you forever.
Jumping is the challenge of life;
Jumping is the joy of life;
Jumping is the pursuit of life;
Jumping is the realm of life.
People say that water and fire will always repel each other,
I said no;
You said we would never meet,
I said no;
Why can't water and fire be lingering?
Why can't I meet you?
I don't believe why love is always bumpy.
Why are easy-won feelings always short-lived?
The beauty of love is suffocating in an instant.
Wake up and find nothing but games;
What is the result of incompatibility between fire and water?
How sad was my meeting with you?
Since we don't recognize our love when we meet,
So how do I bear all this?
Bear the cry of the night alone in the middle of the night,
At dawn, bear the mask of camouflage alone;
After saying goodbye, the evening is not soft,
The night is even more terrible,
Dawn is getting longer and longer. They said I was too involved.
This role is so realistic.
Know that you are just a body double.
But I still love you.
Your first lover
I gave you too many brands.
People who left him
But left a heart that loved her.
Stop talking about me.
A faint look.
Kind of like him.
Love has many reasons.
This is the only thing that hurts the most.
stubborn
Looking in the bleak rain and fog
Suffer in sad and melancholy days
Without you
Still accompanied by loneliness
Persistent face
Still full of persistence
Stubborn me
Through elegance and youthful stubbornness
Looking for a lifetime of sunshine and dreams.
first love
strike
The night opened countless eyes.
Rape flowers are fragrant when sprinkled in the air.
The footsteps of nature bring you and me together again.
Set foot on the alley home.
The gentle night wind caresses your long hair.
Translate the silent voice for us.
Each other's heartbeats broke the silence of the night.
Listen:
frog ...
Cicada.
Ensemble wonderful music
Look:
The shy moon gave her half a face.
How thin and cold.
How cold it is this morning.
A flock of grey pigeons dizzy with cold, I don't know.
The sky has frozen and fluttered.
I don't know where I fell.
The northwest wind blows fast in the corner.
Many people gathered under the stop sign.
Depressed hands, want to rub cold.
The soul trembled and retreated to the heart.
I was taken away as soon as I breathed.
I need another bite.
How slow and fast these cars are.
An old beggar woman was frozen stiff at the entrance of the bridge.
I just cried. The braid of northwest wind is pulled up.
How painful she is! But people hurried by.
Just like ants running away, no one cares about anyone.
Who is the big city dominated by northwest wind?
I can't run away! The cement pole feels better.
At least there is a lamp on its bald head.
And the old beggar who was abandoned at the bridge.
Can you survive a night of northwest wind killing?
Make him proud
Make him proud!
In addition to the virtue of humility,
The virtue of pride should be given.
Make room.
Make him proud!
If this is in his bones,
If it helps him make a living,
If he is willing to suffer for it ...
On the question of how to live,
No one has the right to teach anyone!
Let him be arrogant-
And you can only be more humble!
Forget yesterday.
Forget yesterday, start today,
I officially worship life as a teacher.
Forget tomorrow, because yesterday
You can't forget it.
I used to support my life.
In different places, with different gait. ...
I don't advance or retreat, I wait.
But I will always be empty.
A heavy snow of life has put me
I missed it alive.
I, a humble person who walked into the street,
I, a skinny bystander,
I won't show off what I should show off.
The sky rumbled.
Quiet, quiet, quiet. ...
Oh, nasty street lamps keep thieves company!
My head looks like a pot boiling.
Forget yesterday, I want to speak loudly to life.
Call for help! But not heard.
More difficult times make people have to
Look down on the body: rice is in the warehouse and the haystack is moldy.
Forget yesterday, because there is only one left.
A road tomorrow! Take life as a teacher,1111.
Because I don't want to turn to death.
Because death cannot reduce the weight of the soul.
Free Sunday
On Sunday, I was covered with wings.
In the house, reading a beloved book and flying.
In the car, watch the scenery all the way.
I visited this sea.
I am on a towering rock.
I put myself down.
A broader nothingness came into my field of vision.
Surging from the horizon
Some white fleet
When they are driving,
While cracking happily.
Overhead, a big bird.
Fly over. I'm sitting
With thoughts on their wings
Birds. It laid down itself gently.
sea
We should only learn from the sea.
There is no road in the sea, and it is open in all directions.
Its language is in the sound of the waves
Its distance and depth
As full of miracles as the soul.
We should only listen to our inner voice.
What can be forgotten should be forgotten.
Because the stars and the land cannot be forgotten.
At the seaside, sit and look out.
I seem to see the end of my life-
What I saw blinded me.
What I heard made me deaf.
childhood
Sun, I will follow you.
Go crazy everywhere.
We are all children,
What you see will glow.
Sun, the way we go.
Shine behind you.
Between inside and outside
Forever? That's right.
Fell asleep forever.
Time thus got rid of the entanglement of the living.
A person is just broken into a small pile of bones.
It is death that keeps the dead where they are.
Time has aimed at another target.
Between inside and outside?
It's nothing.
Death is not clean.
Born, it is even more impossible to be thorough.
Interviewee: Yameng Sweetheart Princess-Level 3 2010-1-2418: 44
1, "determination"
There are many difficult choices in one's life.
Indulge in confusing trivia,
What is needed at this time is a categorical abandonment and a wise choice.
The only thing that will limit us,
This is our own determination.
2. "Why"
You can't avoid it,
This is not necessarily the hardest thing to face,
Loneliness is not necessarily unhappy,
Getting it may not last long,
Losing doesn't necessarily mean losing.
You may be sad for some reason,
But you can find reasons to be happy.
3. "Commitment"
The door of reason is locked.
A promise not to grow old,
The hand of love is forced out by the soul.
Open the window of emotion and let the wind of memory
Recall in your mind.
4. Umbrella pine and lightning
I am taller than humans and beasts;
I talk.-nobody talks to me.
I'm too tall and lonely-
I am waiting: but what am I waiting for?
Yun's seat is beside me,-
I wait for the first lightning.
Translated by Qian Chunkun
Someone who has a lot to say one day.
One day, people who have a lot to say,
Often silently hide many words in my heart:
One day, people who want to light lightning sparks,
It must have been a long time-becoming a cloud in the sky.
Translated by Qian Chunkun
6 determination
I want to be smart because I love it.
I don't want to win praise from others.
I praise God for God.
Make the world as stupid as possible.
When I try to do it by myself.
Winding along—
The smartest people start from this point,
And that fool-he stopped there.
Translated by Qian Chunkun
7 my happiness
Ever since I got tired of exploring,
I learned to find answers.
Ever since the wind was against me,
I will sail in all the winds.
Translated by Qian Chunkun
My rose
Yes! My happiness-making people happy-
Indeed, all happiness wants to make people happy!
Do you want to pick my roses?
Then it must be between the rock and the thorn fence
Bend down and hide there,
And lick your fingers often!
Because of my happiness-it loves to tease people!
Because of my happiness-it loves pranks! ——
Do you want to pick my roses?
Translated by Qian Chunkun
Nine vagrants
"There is no way! Surrounded by the abyss and the silence of death! " ——
You hope so! Your will should avoid the road!
Wanderer, it's time! You should look at it calmly!
If you believe in danger, you are finished.
10 dearest person
I don't like the people closest to me;
Let him leave me and fly away!
How else would he be my star? ——
1 1 invisible saint
May your happiness not make us depressed,
Although you are wrapped in the devil's tricks,
The wisdom of the devil and the clothes of the devil.
But in vain! From your eyes
But it reveals a sacred vision!
12 loners
I hate following and guiding.
Obey? No way! And rule-also not line!
No one can let himself be afraid, and no one can be afraid.
Only those who make others afraid can guide others.
Guiding yourself makes me sick!
What I like is: I like forests and marine animals.
I lost myself for a long time,
Squatting in meditation makes a slight mistake,
Finally, I called myself back from a distant place.
Lure yourself to yourself.