Every day's original poems and dreams, don't rub shoulders with me anymore
◎ I am usually a nameless person, a tourist in the countryside, a scattered idle cloud, and a wild crane in Jiangnan. The river that flows through April leads to a high song, and the distant sound of the two banks of the green mountains coincides with the flowing water of the mountains. You sit on the high court, and I live alone in the hut. You give up your luxury and taste the sourness of wild fruits, and I have stayed here for a long time, and my wings have folded and folded.
The true feelings in the world are rare, whether he is jade leaf jinke or autumn grass. I only want this spring supper moment, the bright moon is half covered, and I will be your inescapable culpability. ------------------
▍"Spring Breeze Old Man"
Text/First time the mountain rains and sunny
(I)
It happened to be spring when I left you
You say you're going to be in time for dark
Walk through the town of your dreams
I stared at your train fade out of sight
Leave a line of back as a souvenir
Close your eyes after you leave
In the dream, the mountains are connected to the mountains
◎ I crashed in my dreams, and all my thoughts were turned to ashes.
I don't admit that it backfired,
Not all words have to shine.
Two points I repeat the words, eight points I admire you half a degree.
No matter what kind of description, it seems blasphemous,
Your beauty is a bone of its own, and even fireworks drink from you.
My poetry is not worthy of your admiration,
Your beauty also seems to me to be incomparably surrendered.
How can you not look back, I write the sky to pray for you.
———— Yixuan
▍(2)
Your back is drifting away in my world
Thousands of thoughts and thousands of expectations are hard to say
As I was parting, I wrote a lonely poem
Scattered people turned in the wind year after year
I would like to see each other in my dreams
You are not late in spring
I went to Zhengangnam
◎ I lost this last city, struggled to throw the last throw, and shot the arrows full of bows through the most romantic poems. Nuwa cleverly grabbed you this pen to let King Chen fill in the last word, naturally I also fell into difficult self-knowledge, from then on unforgettable Wushan Cloud, Bashan, unforgettable jade plate hung that day, you look at it like a world away, another world I deeply love God's arrow.
I've never been to Tianhe Mountain, but you made me immersed in it only a foot away. - Snowless
▍(iii)
I would like to accompany you through the city under dusk
Listen to a sea of oranges on a midsummer afternoon
The weather in April is not suitable for relaxation
I hide the verses left for you outside of time
May you wake up from the sea of flowers every spring
You come or don't come, I've always been there.
I will wait for the day when there is no sunset
◎ Romantic stars sprinkle by the river, roses are planted in no man's court, and only insomniacs understand the poetry of the night. - Qinghu Lake
▍(Wanton)
Someone left after the rain,
Someone falls in love in a dream,
Someone drowned in the sea of memories before waking up from a dream
Wandering under the setting sun,
The color of the wind never changes.
Are you still around after the rain has stopped
I held a bouquet of white roses to make a warm confession to the years
In the year of Nongyin, the month of Jiachen( 甲辰月庚寅日 noon).
2022.04.07
◎ Melancholy is medicine,
Poetry is the patient,
But I'm a quack.
- Seventy-two Lanes
▍ "April is your lie"
Text/North Mu DangFeng
My heart was glowing with a shallow greenery
The sky is as blue as a wash
The wind ripples
I am in your lake of tenderness
Talk about the wine and enjoy it
-
Smoked for a long time, crushed the intestines
Come and forget you
All things greeted everything in April with joy
I look for it in April
Look for spring, and the whole flower season
But there is no message from you
◎ There is always some kind of emotion in the world that suddenly visits, heartbreak in the empty field, kindness in the chaotic snow, summer leaves, and there are ponds full of lotus flowers to accompany the burial. You are pretending to be harmless, not sad or happy, how dare you say that you love the moonlight deeply. - Qinghu Lake
▍《Bu Operator》
Text/Still as water
Put the wine at dusk,
Twilight sinks.
The first rain of swallows returns home,
But see the smoke wave dance.
When willow banks are deserted,
Solo breeze path.
Coming and going in the clouds,
But it is bitterness.
◎ Loneliness is the privilege of a few people,
Like,
Withering is the romance of a small number of roses.
▍《Afterglow》
Text/Daytime
I love, this afterglow
Keep me warm in the memories
I'm going to be on the endless prairie
Build a garden that belongs only to us
Put the letters you once sent
And what I want to say to you
I want to guard the warmth of these stories
Or wind, or rain
Can't blow away, can't get wet
On the endless prairie
Because of you, I am not alone
Maybe one day
Peony would visit my garden again
Wild horses can gallop my prairie again
My life will be ripe for three more points
Unfortunately, the encounter is just that
I was drunk on a dream in my thoughts
These residual temperatures will become
Lucky for the first half of my life
and the obsession of the second half of life
In luck and obsession
There is a regret
I want to learn to cherish and forget
Cherish the experience at that time
Forget about my remaining thoughts
Maybe we're just passers-by after all
It is better not to overdraft the rest of your life
I'm willing to stop disturbing your years
Maybe you have the warmth I left behind
As soon as I think about it, I know
We've never been desperate people
It's just that life has met different distant places
Those I can't forget
After that, I never forgot it
The afterglow was just right, baking my soul
◎ Wish me a beautiful story of stealing, in the spring breeze of three or two, white bones and green clothes. I wish you, the landscape and water, if the stars are rare in your dreams, please sit and watch the heavens play. In the days to come, if you want to go east, I will go west and give my heart to God.
It is my delusion to reach all things so that I leave the most brilliant relics.
- Emperor Jinling
▍ "To the Far Side"
Text/Hui
How do I open my mouth
I think
Write with a pen
One last word for you
This beautiful morning
Birds never sing for anyone
As if you were gone later
All poetry is sealed
All good is deceiving itself
Vigorous trees also sway in the wind
destiny
This big river
Also already put our ship
Rush to pieces
My heart is incomplete
Attempt to create
A paradise without you
Only hope
afar
And far away
There is the sun you are after
And my wind
But it never stops
Blowing
Farther away
Into
The vastness of the sea of people
◎ You pass by my whole world, picking the tree and blossoming;
Rambling with you, nostalgic for the four seasons; when the lonely fang can be happy, where the grass is blue;
One night in the world, the clothes are cold; the cup of good birthday and the beauty, the hibiscus tent is warm and the spring supper is shared.
Spring flowers and autumn moon, what is the best with the king!
The beauty of summer flowers, the quiet beauty of autumn leaves,
How dare you ask for Na Xia!
- "Flower Summer"/Bang Feng
▍【Group poems】Text/Wind and dust
《Qing Ping Le》
Stumbling drunkenly, he fell into the fanghua cluster. Three feet of green silk wind came to bundle, and the former Shan Shan was nowhere.
The dark lights are lonely and the umbrella is muddy, and the rain carries dreams and dries as much as possible. He abandoned the autumn trees in the old garden, and the flowers bloomed again.
◎ I see that your heart has not yet awakened,
My wind chimes stopped responding.
I don't dare to write with a black pen for your liking,
It's just that the white paper and ink words are afraid of startling the daylight. - Yi Xun
▍ "Drunken Flower Yin"
Swaying spring branches look for the twilight, worrying about the endless road. Long time not drunk autumn dust, continue to ink in the air, blow away the sleeping clouds.
The sky is lonely and lonely, but I see a beam of wind. Ask the moon lonely, bitter smile is difficult to say, thousands of miles of fog.
◎ Spring also snows, so there is nothing permanent in this world. Even if the flower buds have bloomed, even if the lover's eyes have buried Xi Shi. - Qinghu Lake
▍ "Wrong Love"
Text/Ni Gaohua
It may just be a dream
You fantasize about yours
I fantasized about mine
In the time and space of dreams intertwined
The left ear hears "I love you"
Hourglass of light at that time
Drop the last grain
It's --
It was the sound of waking up from a dream
Everything dissipated like smoke
It's a dream or not
Missed
All stayed in that dream
A write-off
◎ We are abandoned by God, and we are festering and decaying from the swamp, and all the people stand under the sun and make a big judgment, and we are sentenced to life. We stood proudly on the high mountains, danced together on the blades, and jumped in the spring and autumn seasons, and rode horses across the northern and southern frontiers to play against the wolves. The lows and the palpitations, the teenager is never afraid of thorns, shhh, don't make a sound, I have ninety percent of the strength in this battle, Ren Erzang feng horizontal scale pen, the final situation only needs me to ride.
I am not a clumsy jade but a late instrument, and the young man should dare to laugh at the heavens and the earth, and the fallen son should be sick, and all the men should retreat.
- (To the AG Red Sea) Snowless
▍《Zanhana Song》
Text/People-oriented
Stand on the branches of spring
The most beautiful time has passed
Pondering the warmth of birdsong
Still turn around for love
Scattered souls
Follow the road that came when you came
Return to the dirt
Only a trace of concern remains
Fluttering in thoughts
A touch of residual red
Shield the past one by one
Residual flowers cry out
Since ancient times, the East Wind has often hated
No new fruit is required
The incense falls on the ground
Whatever the hold
None of this helped
A flower ages gracefully
It's a dignified goodbye
Zanka Toka
It is also as deep as rain
Like crying is like complaining about resentment
The new leaves are red
It is also a blue blood Dan heart
Wind and rain to sweep away the wind and dust
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
Contributor | Original sentence| Xie Meet / Yi Xun / Xue Wu / Qinghu / Seventy-two Lanes / Emperor Jinling / Bang Feng Original Poetry | First Feng Shan Yu Qing / Bei Mu Dang Wind / Still as Water / Day Chen / Hui / YunFeng Dust / Ni Gaohua / People-Oriented (Thanks to The American Masterpiece)
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