Every day's original poems and dreams, don't rub shoulders with me anymore
◎The so-called daily life we spend day by day,
In fact, it may be a continuous miracle.
We are only the survivors of this world, and that is all for ourselves.
◎ MU5735 crashed, the list of 132 people confirmed: some people have just received a license, some people will get married, and there are minor children... The epidemic is repeated, the work and school are suspended, and the economic pressure is a long and fine heavy pressure. The sudden natural and man-made disasters are lightning bolts that penetrate emotions, and instantly bring indescribable pain through the heart. Whether it is a friend of Pingshui, a disagreement, or a stranger who has never met before, I sincerely wish you peace and health!
◎The fuselage of this flight is decorated with peacock paintings unique to the Yunnan Branch of China Eastern Airlines. After the crash, someone left a message saying: "May every peacock land safely." ”
132 families, 132 sad stories, broke the embankment.
Daughters can no longer wait for their fathers, and wives can no longer wait for their husbands.
Tomorrow and the unexpected, always unexpectedly reversing positions.
Every flight seems to be full of life and death.
If you can, please hug the person next to you.
——Yanshu Building
May there be no accidents in heaven, no casualties
◎ The real separation is not peach blossom pond water, no Long Pavilion Ancient Road,
It's just that on the same sunny morning, someone stayed yesterday.
"To the Victims of the 3.21 Air Crash of China Eastern Airlines"
Text/Hong Bo (Yantai, Shandong)
Thunderbolt Thunder Big Bird Fall,
Passing away the barren hillside.
March spring wind spread bad news,
Thousands of relatives and friends wept.
Thirty thousand days of life,
Wind and rain all the way to the song.
Fame and fortune go with the wind,
Sadness and joy are added to the comments.
◎ Want to meet you, the location you choose,
Forests, deserts, lakes that are faintly seen at night,
Prairie, sea, morning misty streets,
As long as it's not in a dream.
——A message from malaysia airline family
"Wreck"
Text/Zhihan
We were falling at breakneck speed
Frequent warning tones pierce the eardrums
No one can stand on a bumpy board
Everything flew up and they were crying
I could clearly detect the presence of tears
I was weightless in the confusion and the clouds outside the window were blue
Chance is like giving birth to a spark
The green earth heard the final cry of death
After the loud noise we were silent
Our world is festering
Flames break us down
It flew out with the wreckage of the plane
The tongue of fire extends from grass to tree
It seemed to dance under a hazy fog
The poignant beauty of this fire
It was like a grand farewell party
Look over there it's not dark yet
133 new stars lit up
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Death cannot be predicted correctly
Accidents and tomorrow can not be chosen
Treat each day as if it were the last
Go and love those who deserve your love
The dead rest in peace
◎ See every dawn as the beginning of life,
Think of each twilight as a summary of your life.
—British writer Ruskin
◎ This year, whether your grades are good or bad,
Harvest is more or less, life is sweet or bitter, remember,
If you are safe and healthy this year, and your family is with you, it is the best year.
And these things that we think are the most commonplace,
But it also has to pay a hundred times more luck than ordinary people.
The Weeping Mountain
Text/Sea area of one side
A thunderclap
Surprised by March
Tearing the atrium of the spring blossoms
The sky, can't hold back the tears of sadness
The rain was pouring with tears
You're my children."
Fly back and forth in the sky every day
Why today, I have become an angel with folded wings
Just in the blink of an eye
One arrow stabbed me in the heart
I am a mountain
You are all children of the mountains
Outside the mountain, there is the far side of the dream
There are lovers, there are relatives
There are friends, and there are poems of spring
I'd rather believe that you are tired
In a soul-pouring way
Burn March in my chest
If you had told me earlier
I will wake up the March wind loudly
Let it hold up your decadent head
Hate yourself, not the cloud in the sky
Can't hold your hand
Fly all the way to facing the sea
I really regret that I didn't keep an eye on you
I'm sure you're really sleepy
In the warm spring blossoms, I dozed off
If time can be turned back
Definitely choose the moment you fall
Stretch out my thousand pairs of soft green hands
Lift you up and gently embrace you in your arms
March of pain, crying
Loved ones in pain, crying
The mountain of pain, crying
Crying red flowers full of mountains
Bloodshot eyes
2022/03/23
◎ If it weren't for the protection of fate, you would have been gone a long time ago. All your dreams, all your grand plans for life, are gone, a joke.
The meaning of life that we are looking for is actually very simple. Start your daily life with a grateful heart, be able to bring happiness to the people around you every day, be able to have, create, and cherish the ordinary happiness around us.
--Luo Xiang
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 it with sugar to eat
Author | Original Poetry | Hongbo (Yantai, Shandong)/Zhihan/Fang Hai (in addition to poetry in the text◎ Some sentences quoted in the text are derived from the signature and unnamed provenance of the invasion and deletion Thanks to the American masterpiece) Figure | (Figure source network invasion and deletion Gratitude Meitu )
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