(Author: Li Xiaosen)
White purity
From the top of the hill
The smallest pinch of snow
After a gust of wind
Be condemned by the world.
here
More than 2 million people are thin and white.
Song of casting steel
I won't use it to show off my life.
I want to sing this song to the quiet night, the stars and the moon.
Gorgeous white, hidden in the light.
The air was mixed with 84 hurried footsteps.
White, white.
It's not white and red.
It is the white water of mind.
This is a lost spring.
Looking for a contract for next spring.
White is for exorcism.
When pen and ink stay in the air,
This paper will be white.
When gardenias are still in bud,
The petals are white.
When there is no oil stain on the dress shirt,
White is also eternal.
Bai Modern Poetry II
(Author: @QQ Xiao Bing)
I like white,
I think she is the purest color,
Without any impurities, pure and upright.
Just as I like white,
I also like blank keys,
Press the space bar one by one,
More expressive than a sentence,
I love or don't love blank keys. I see.