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The most extravagant person in the world
Be the one who will spend time with you
Whoever has time is valuable
Divide the time among you
It's like giving your world to you
The world is so big
Someone will accompany you
What a sentiment
People always add various meanings to "love"
In fact, the explanation of this word is also very simple
It is
There is a person
I didn't go until the end
Some people you've watched all your life
But ignore it for a lifetime
Some people you look at
But I missed it for a lifetime
You are not me
You won't know how much I care about you
I don't understand how scared I am that one day I will lose you
I'm busy
But I'm free of you at all times
So
Please don't doubt my sincerity to you
INTERVIEWER Beginner
I want you to believe that there are always people in this world who come for you, thousands of mountains and rivers, just for you.
[Group poems] text /adam-wang
"Starry Sky"
I remember the starry sky when I was a teenager
Bright and quiet
Whenever you gaze at the skyline
They all want to take comfort from above
Childhood words are like poetry
Simple and hazy
Put yourself in the right place to think of people
All named to each star
Think of that soft night
The lilacs are in full bloom
Just remember the floral scent
People at the time
The stars of the time
Have forgotten the name
I have seen the clouds of the sea and the rain of the Wuxia Gorge.
I've seen The snow cover the White Mountains in January and gradually change to lush greenery.
I was in the forest of Emei, and after a while, the mist and water became dew and stained the placket.
I have heard the soft rope floating, the sound of the sound into the water, and then the silence.
I saw the spring breeze, eight miles and ten miles, with flowers on the sleeves.
Whenever you remember them, they are really gratifying in life,
But none as good as the one I met at the moment.
"Thinking of You"
I really want you to come over to me too
Sit back in a rocking chair on the large balcony
Look at the idyllic and elegant autumn
Soft sunlight
You can talk
The physical phenomenon of the sky so blue
Those maple leaves rejoice in the wind
Let you watch me line up on paper
The words were neatly arranged
You smile shyly with flustered eyelashes
Whenever I see you like this
The mind has many harmonious sounds
Put the hot cheeks,
Buried in soft snow,
Want to be in love so take a look.
--Ishikawa Woodpecker, "I Tasted Things Too Early"
In the love of the world, I have already seen you. - Tagore
"September"
The days call with the September sky
The geese are ripe and long
The blue sky is deeper and blue The white clouds are more leisurely
The mood is as beautiful as elegant fabrics
Piece by piece
A verse blown away by the breeze
Spread out in the sky
Little by little
It's like fluttering
I don't know who is wrong with long hair
Wait for the sunset to hide behind the row of trees
They are woven into brocade by the wind
If used to tailor you
It must be full of flowers
The sun and the moon are regarded as an alliance, and the heavens and the earth are taken as a lesson
The roaring mountains and rivers think that it is proof, and the worship of ghosts and gods is based on it
Since then, the height of the mountain has not hindered his ambition, and the depth of the stream has continued to move
The flow of years does not destroy its intentions, and the wind and frost do not hide their feelings
Even if the road ahead is full of thorns, he will go with him without fear of the sword
In this life and in this life, we will not abandon each other, we will live forever, and we will obey each other
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【Group poems】Text/Golden Lily
"In the Mottle of the Night"
Moonlight arrives first
Let the steps go up and down full of hesitation
So at night, he became a masked walker
It is veiled in silence
Cover the rush of running water
Eyes are intent on drilling into every crevice
Expand them into eternity
and countless bowstring-like moments
Yet the leaves rustled
Like the ghost of a pigeon
There was only silence, bouncing towards the distant heavens
All sighs shattered into black and white. dream
Start weaving, a colorful dawn
The most cherished thing in life is each other.
Thank you, in this corner of the world, for finding me.
It's you in the dream
Wake up with the pillow
I met you, I remember you, the city was born for love, and you, born for my soul.
- Duras
"Autumn Lattice Room"
There are more ends than beginnings
My seasons buckle up one by one
The dream of tying a flower skirt
Wait for the flying snow to collect
The sorrow and joy of the world
And miss the butterfly
Not for the afterlife, not for the mountains and waters
Just for a window, for you and the moon is white and clear
Let the eyes settle
Silence in silent color
Can't live you or square or round
Imagining it, I resisted a phone call
Dial only to the sun
Even if you are drunk in a busy tone that you reject
Crouched on a pair of childish wings
Relive the youth that whizzed by
The continuation of life is as beautiful as a firefly
Since then, there have been a few more stars
Flickering, among the grids of autumn
There is a very cute person in the world, this person is looking at this article, really envious of these words, thousands of mountains and rivers, see you on my behalf. Forward the original poem with sugar to eat:
Autumn is more suitable for meeting than missing
Drunken beauty kneels awake to take power in the world Super domineering sentences and poems Make people's blood boil when they read
All the adults were once children, though only a few remember
I am unique in the world, and I can meet but not seek
Make the most tender dreams fill the world
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Author | original poem| adam-wang/ golden lily (some quotations from the signature and unnamed provenance of the invasion and deletion thanks to the American masterpiece) Figure | Nan Yan Mu (a poem and an article original authorized handwriting Thanksgiving Meitu) Editor | This article is original Without permission Please do not copy ╭ ❤ ~ Thank you for reading, love you. ❤ Every time you click a thumbs up, one more flower blooms on my heart