【About the Author】:
Xiao Tian, formerly known as Zhao Xiujie and Tao Ye, originally from Huainan City, Anhui Province, has a master's degree, is a famous writer and poet in mainland China, one of China's top ten planners, leading figures and winners of the Special Contribution Award.
He has published more than 1,000 works in more than 70 newspapers and magazines such as People's Daily, Poetry Journal, Star Poetry Journal, People's Liberation Army Literature and Art, Feitian, Essays, and Children's Literature, and won 12 literary creation awards at different levels in China, and his works have been selected for more than a dozen books. He has edited and published "Half a Heart Voice", "Wind and Rain Life Road", "Yongming Spring and Autumn", "Huainan Light", "Product Planning", "Dao Breaking Heaven Machine", "Biography of Planners", "Years Like Songs", "Who to Tell", etc.; at the end of the 1980s, he engaged in CIS planning work, and for the first time advocated in China: "The four principles of management without adjudicated method, amorphous planning, creative without a rule, and marketing without regulations" were called "strange masters of the intellectual world" by industry colleagues; often with strange, grotesque and abrupt methods, he successfully planned hundreds of cases He has made more than 400 reports and speeches on different topics in China, served as a consultant for more than 280 enterprises and government departments, and often planned for enterprises on the verge of bankruptcy for free.
He is currently the executive vice chairman of the China Planning Management Steering Committee and the editor-in-chief of China Planning News. There are also books such as "The Girl with Tears" to be published.
Vast voices
One by one, There are eight lyric poems by Xiao Tian
Author: Xiao Tian
All...
When the whistle sounded the last long sigh
On the platform, all the eyes of the rising tide
They are all planting hope
When the zizhi wakes up the water lilies of the ancient pond
On the trail, all rushing footsteps
They are all chasing summer
When the nerves of memory are disturbed by the hustle and bustle of the city
All the past becomes sleep
When the wings of imagination are broken by wind and rain
All art becomes paralyzed
All represents everything and the whole
All means bittersweet and sorrowful
Not all ads
All are convincing
Excessive touting can only be annoying
Not all masters
Both can be admired
Pretending to be a ghost can only make people lament
Not all stars
They can be admired
The sublime beauty can only make people chill
Not all emotions
It can make people linger
Amorous contrivance can only make people bored
Not all flowers
All scented
The smell of stinky peonies is dizzying
Not all smiles
All kind and full
Every conversation Lysius uttered was a laugh
All the gold
None of them can be exhausted
All souls
None of them can be spotless
All the opportunities
It's not all a coincidence
All love
It's not all status money
All applause
It's not all applause
All the tears
It's not all painful and sad
All certificates
It's not all real talent
All the presentations
It's not all golden words
All sneezing
It's not all colds and flus
All fevers
It's not all COVID-19
All contain bipolar negations
There are many institutions lurking in all of them
I'm afraid of all prices
All are long in the light and dark
All monthly salaries do not support the picture of life
I'm afraid of all the kids
Both became coddling by their parents
All the giving turned into a cloud of smoke
I was afraid overnight
All the buildings are in ruins
All the fertile land becomes a wasteland
All trust becomes suspicion
All relatives and friends are betrayed
I was afraid for an instant
All eyes are trapped
All the songs turned into weeping
All the fears came true
All the anticipation is a dream
All have all probabilities
All have all the extensions
I want all the tears to rise to the stars
Illuminate all loneliness and suffering
All the strangers are in a fist
Resist all internal and external disturbances
I want all the back doors to be dead walls
All the bloody plaintiffs
They can all get a cry for justice
I hope all engagements are not fraudulent
Acacia from both places
Can be transformed into a loving marriage
I hope that all openings are not followed
All reforms
There can be practical proposals
I hope that all my ideals are not in vain
All uplifting ambitions
Can take off the long-cherished wish of the nation
All of it is man-made
All of this is not arbitrary
I am proud, I am young
I am proud, I am a youth
I am the rising sun
I am a burning flame
I went from fairy tales to maturity
I went from maturity to fullness
I have shiny black hair
I have strong tendons
I have a sacred quest for the cross-century
I have the fiery emotions of a new era
I have tense struggles and soothing dance steps
I have heavy rammed songs and also relaxed strings
Wisdom and sweat poured out my vision
Youth and ideals weave my dreams
I belong to the glorious emblem of the regiment
I belong to the colorful petals
I belong to the wind pickaxe whistling enterprising
I belong to the arc of the lathe rotation
I belong to the warrior's shining spear
I belong to the candidate's fiery answer sheet
I belong to the Chinese dream of innovation and creativity
I belong to the starting line of the Belt and Road Initiative
I belong to the symphony of 5G and quantum
I belong to the virtual and real blockchain
I belong to the thunderous applause at the celebration
I belong to the solemn declaration under the flag
I belong to love, I belong to romance
I belong to the quest, I belong to the challenge
I belong to the wavelengths of space and time
I belong to the harmonious picture of truth, goodness, beauty and beauty
I belong to the brave competition on the sports field
I belong to the cry of justice before the truth
I belong to the positive energy spread by red
I belong to the rising horizon
I belong to the golden age of life
I belong to the selfless dedication of the motherland
I am proud, I am brave
I am the eagle and I am the petrel
I am in a stormy state of step with the times
I am the thunderous lightning that destroys the decay
I am the platform of WeChat Douyin
I am the keyboard of the mouse tapping
I am a big data with super traffic
I'm out of the blue
I am a model of honesty and loyalty
I am the faith of sowing and reaping
I am a blank piece of paper that is pure and immaculate
I am a magnificent poem of passion
My broad shoulders shoulder the weight of the times
The strong waist bar did not play soft
My bright eyes watched the way forward
Majestic strides measure thousands of rivers and mountains
Although the history of yesterday is sorry for me
But I must not be sorry for tomorrow
I'm not going to sit back and get away with it
Lie in the nest and steal peace
I will not languish and sink into decadence
Idle all day long
I want to make my youth shine
Fight off all the grievances in life
I want to use the pace of my life to be wonderful
Leave a wonderful circle for history
The poet's heart
You are the constellation I admire, or rather
It is a bright beacon in the starry sky
I'm a little streamer
Flashing faintly
Slip and slide in the distant skyline
You are the spring I'm looking forward to, or rather
It's a strange thing that blooms in the spring
I am a slender fire lotus grass
Open a small flower that arrives late outside the stagecoach
Poet Oh you are a striking wine flag
I am an amorous drunkard
I came swinging and stumbling
The bumpy road ticked my toddling footprints
Leave an irregular line of poetry crooked
Poet Oh please don't laugh
The grooves of my brain go back
It used to be a mess
The window of my mind
It was once a barren sand
The pen in my hand
Pick up one by one and put them down
It is the charm of "Leaving the Troubles"
Awaken my sleeping thoughts
It is the melody of "Goddess"
Activate the key gate of my soul
Li Du's singing
Revel in the cells of my poetry
Ai Qing's high song
Raise my poem's blood pressure
So I put down the pen and picked it up again
Pick up one of the blast guns one by one
Go to the energy development of the poem
Oh poet, believe me
Tell me poet
How to discover the theme of glitter
How to capture the spark of inspiration
How to conceive of a fragrant life
How to refine the essence of Brilliant Can
How to reveal the true meaning of life
How to disclose the world's fraud
How to use the boldness of life
Go massage the sprains of history
How to use the pen and ink of wisdom
To fill the gap of half a life
How to use sincere love
In exchange for pious trust
How to hehe with fiery passion
To push the motor of the times
Poet Oh please tell me
I sing sunshine
I sing the moon
I sing about love
I sing flowers
I sing the old smile between the wrinkles
I sing the innocent fairy tales in the cradle
I sing of the happy labor of the strivers
I sing about the hard pace of entrepreneurs
My pen is a hoe of reclamation
I'm a late announcer in the twilight years
Plant a germ of hope
I long for the spring breeze, for the rain and dew
I long for my virgin land
It can produce sweet melons early
Even thunder roared at me
Even if the rapids slip under my feet
Even if hope is gone
I will also use my flesh and blood body
On the journey of life
Mark a size for the quest
Poet Oh please look at me
The planner proclaims
Planning is not about pretending to be a ghost and wielding a sword
Planning is not a pretense, a flag-waving
Planning is a sacred mission entrusted by history
Planning is the marching drum of the times
The mastermind is the tyrant who came out of nowhere
Shoulders are stormy and rainy, and feet are on thousands of rivers and mountains
The mastermind is the proud son of the destroyer
Wit paintbrush in hand, creative inspiration in your chest
The ambition of the planner is not to rely on the strange blowing of the sea
Which copywriting does not focus on the bittersweet and sour taste of life
The style of the planner is not to show off the hype
Which event does not permeate the joys and sorrows of life
Planners are most taboo against impetuous arrogance
Solid progress can reach the far-reaching
The planners were most disgusted by the bluff
Unity and self-discipline can lead the way
The mastermind is man, not God
Self-congratulation is commonplace
The planners dare to do it and dare to do it
Caught in the face of adversity, he still pointed out the country
Spitting out lotus flowers is the talent that a planner should have
Flying the sky is the original habit of the planner
Thinking well and seeking change is the innate endowment of planners
Whimsy is a unique insight of the planner
The planner is sometimes counter-plotted by the boss
There was no way to complain, so I had to think that I was a
Planners are sometimes fooled by brokers
I swallowed my breath and had to hide my face and sigh
The planners are sometimes not convinced of each other
But never denigrating or blaming each other
The planners sometimes compete separately
But never attack each other, stumble upon each other
Planners will never in the same room
Planners are even less likely to kill each other
The planner is always full of positive energy
The planner has a noble outlook on life
The planners uphold one by one
The gentlemanly style of "harmony and difference"
The planner abandons one by one
The villain stereotype of "sameness but not harmony"
The planners are all brothers and sisters who are like a family
Regardless of the north and south of the sea, rich and poor
The planners are like-minded people
Regardless of the portal faction, soft and strong
The planners also had red-faced arguments
But three glasses of old wine vanished
The planners also have a sharp quarrel
But a cup of tea is intimate
The planner's mind is open-minded
The planner's tolerance is thin and cloudy
The planners had rebellious blood on them
The planner has the guts of the worried people in his belly
Planners can turn decay into magic
Planners can make clumsiness a classic
Some people joke that the planners are all liars
This view is purely generalized
Some people joke that the planners are all lobbyists
This kind of talk is purely eye-opening
Line industry
All sow the seeds of the planner's creativity
Current events
There is no indefinite planning of the flow of wisdom
One Belt, One Road
How much planner's painstaking efforts have been condensed
Entrepreneurship and innovation
Crystallize how much planner's hot sweat
The footprints of the planners are all over the land of China
The song of the planner resounded throughout the rivers and mountains of the motherland
A perfect idea
It can make the planner ecstatic with excitement
A successful roadshow
It can make the planners get excited all night long
Who said that the planners fight swords and rivers and lakes do not eat human fireworks
That flower before the moon
As if, there is still a planner's money lingering
Who said that the planner is lonely and arrogant and difficult to approach the end of the festival
That talk and demeanor
All reflect the cultivation connotation of the planner
Admittedly, the planners are also uneven
That's just a bunch of trees
Admittedly, there are also counterfeits among the planners
Right to be a weed in a hundred gardens
It's hard for planners to be perfect
But you can pursue the ideal to correct the chaos
It is difficult for planners to turn stones into gold
But it can help the owner to turn the tide
The transformation of history
It is inseparable from the brainstorming of the planner
The progress of the times
It is inseparable from the help of the planner
Planners deserve the respect of the world
The planner should deserve the government's praise
The performance of the planners is indispensable
The great love of the planner is like the sun in the sky
Planners need social understanding
Defend the moral bottom line even if you are confused
Planners need to be self-reliant
Even if you fall, you have to fall all the way to lightning
The flag of planning flies high
The wise life is full of romance
The planner is full of family and country feelings
Heroic writing for a brilliant tomorrow
Nightingale in Song Singing
The wind was gentle, pushing open the window and stirring me up
Plain and soft yarn tent
The moon crept quietly, climbed onto the head of the bed, affectionately
Kiss my hair, kiss my face
Like a mother's kind eyes
The fragrance of love overflows
Night, dissolve the rough, hot and dry of the day
It seems so harmonious, idyllic and serene
A nightingale landed on the windowsill and sang
Beautiful shadows, draped in phoenix-like clouds
The song is gentle, mellow, beautiful and melodious
The sound of the elephant piano is accompanied by the gushing water of the stream
I was mesmerized and ecstatic
I don't know what to use, what to do
Go pour out my thoughts, wisps of heart
At this moment, I was confused and sat up in my clothes
A girl's heart, in the moonlight
Excitement, excitement, undulating graceful jumps
On the ground, the nightingale flew away and took me away
A transparent and tender heart flies
Brilliantly lit Baili Coal Mine
I leaned out the window and looked, confused and in tears
A drop of soft and delicate moonlight came out of the corner of the eye
In the midst of all the lights, I saw it
My beloved is in the palm of my hand
Holding an air gun that suddenly excavates
Moonlight's elastic soft fingers caressed
The miner's lamp flashed on his forehead, softly
Wash his coal-stained overalls
The nightingale, flying and chirping on top of him
Sing the love song that I cherish in my heart, to him
Talking about parting love, fragrant intestines
He smiled and pulled out my picture and kissed it lightly
Then, he pressed her tightly to his chest again
At this moment I heard his frequent heartbeat, yes
The breath of fire, the cry of energy, the singing of love
I heard his rough breathing, yes
The roar of thunder, the roar of electricity, the noise of love
I heard his beating pulse, yes
The beat of iron, the sound of steel, the heat of the waves
I heard every cell of his, chirping
Notes of the times, melodies of youth
In the night sky, galloping, sublimating, wandering
Oh, the misty night, the bright moonlight
A nightingale sings
There is no resentment, no remorse, no sorrow
Only this moon-soaked love poem
Fill me with heartfelt nostalgia
Send to far away, send far away
I am a member of the Communist Party
One by one, it is dedicated to the Seventh And First Founding Day
I'm going to say it out loud
I am your comrade and I am your brother
Even if your eyes are strange to me
I was still a Communist Party member
I have not tarnished the honor of the party
You Hugh is going to look at me coldly
Eyes are woven with complex suspicions
Hugh also wants to talk to me coldly
There was an inexplicable vigilance in the tone of his voice
I know that history has hatched your dissatisfaction with me
But I also have to say to you confidently
I am a member of the Communist Party
It wasn't me who was arrogant
It wasn't me who was pointing fingers and showing off officialdom
It wasn't me who abused my power in that speculative drill camp
It wasn't me who was lying and bragging about taking bribes
It's not me, it's not me
I'm just an ordinary warrior
The scars around the waist are markers of insight into the clouds
I am just a servant of society
The burden on your shoulders should be carried to the end
You and I are both sons of the motherland
The sun gives us the same baptism
You and I are both pioneer masters
Working hand in hand, we cultivate the difficult land
I am a human being, with human disposition and hobbies
I am human, with the seven passions and six desires of man
I love to grumble and drink drunk and get angry
I love slapping the table and pounding my chest to hold my breath
But I have the same integrity as you
Integrity is like a poplar
Hula against the fierce winds and rain
I have the same dissatisfaction as you
I have the same suspicions, the same suspicions as you
In the name of truth
I'm not happy with pulling relationships through the back door to engage in privilege
For the sake of time
I'm not happy with the marathon meetings again and again
I'm not happy with one by one
"The Story That Never Should Have Happened" finally happened
The posthumous approval of party members is innovative
Murder videos are rampant
Institutional attrition has resulted in overcrowding
For reform
I doubt the hasty proposal
For diplomas
I doubt the academic qualifications that money buys
I believe
All persons are equal before the law
But I also doubted
There was no cry of grievance in the defendant's seat
The policy of the Party Central Committee is wise and correct
Leaders at all levels can be consistent
My dissatisfaction is your dissatisfaction
My doubt is your doubt
I'm going to say what you want to say that you haven't said
Although I will solicit some criticism
Because I am in the love party and I am in love with you
One is my mother and the other is my brother
I also make mistakes
Even so
You should also extend the arm of friendship
It's like when you dug up shrapnel for me
The first round of morning light was born on the surface of the South Lake
Of course, I also had a distressed sigh
I also have teardrops of weakness
You should also give your sincere encouragement
It's like when you secretly fed me
The first red flag was raised on the peak of Jinggang
I need your sincere understanding of me
(even including forgiveness)
As if you were sincere in understanding yourself
You and I are in love with fish and water
You and I are brothers in distress
Without you, I wouldn't be where I am today
Without me, your days would be incredible
Now we're getting a little silent wow
The silence had to learn to guess the heart
Much like a wayward child playing a dumb puzzle
So, let's just start over and hook your fingers to tighten the relationship between you and me again
Tolerance and understanding are the minds of men
While Blaming me, I should also blame you
I don't believe that socialism is poverty and backwardness
I don't believe the party's reputation will be discredited
I am heartbroken by the members of the Party who desecrate the Party Constitution
I bow to the masses who practice the party style
There is no boundary between us
Although the gap between the years is too deep and too deep
The divine mission binds us together
Not an idol you blindly worship
But I don't want to accept your cold reception easily
We shouldn't have a boundary ditch
We should not disagree
We are all creators of miracles
We will also walk arm in arm towards miracles
Even if you reach the apex of that brilliance
I still have to say it out loud
A flame that never goes out
Unanimous national disability
Raise our heads
Raise the faith of survival
Let the whip of the times whip us
A test of the whipped soul
We don't die easily
Nor will we die
Our blood is burning
Burned off the fragile lacrimal glands
So we had no tears
There are no soft drops
We live strongly
Live into a red flame
Since the Creator has denied our perfection
We have no illusions about the betrayal of perfection
We are either blind or dumb or lame or paralyzed
But our souls are healthy
We will not commit adultery
For eugenics we are considered human inferior
But we will not humble ourselves because of disability
Life is undoubtedly a brave and tenacious struggle
It's not just trees that are fighting
There are also creeping grasses and vines
As long as the motherland recognizes that we are also her flesh and bones
We also have to climb out of a lightning bolt
I want to be a warrior on the battlefield
But we can't
In the face of aggression, we can only grit our teeth
I want to be an athlete who wins glory for the country
Turning around on the other side, we had to slam our heads and face
We have hated ourselves
Hate the cruelty of fate
But then we were confident
He bravely supported the tribulations of life
We know that the motherland is tight
We will be even poorer
What we want is help
Not begging for pity
Universities don't belong to us
We can belong to the factory
Even if it's tinkering
It is also a contribution
We do not belong to the level
Can be a temporary salary
Even day and night
We also have a lot to complain about
Perhaps, we are destined
Can't get out of the barrier of life
Well, we're where we are
Sprinkle red hot sweat and blood
Perhaps, we will always
No real love
Well, we are in a dream
Marry the phoenix
We are not Homer Byron Zhang Haidi
In the vast world we are just injured fleas
The troubled people are worried about us day and night
Our demands are long-cherished wishes within our reach
Just give us a chance
Even if it was the last time
Our undiminished will can still pull fibers for the motherland
Suppose life is a boat
We are the ones who declared war all the way to the beach
Let's burn
Ignite a flame that never goes out
Miner's affection
Don't scribble your vows magnificently
Don't blow the cowhide shiny
If you have the guts, please come down to the well
To the palm face at a depth of eight hundred meters
Come and try to sing a young song
There is no charm here, only tenacity
Even sighing is exuberant
There is no jealousy here, only arrogance
Even the grumbling is as sonorous as steel
There are no women here who are all buddies' territory
Stone is our fire-breathing desire
There are no backdoors, sects, smugglers
There is no network of power-for-profit relationships
If it's a man, please come down to the well
Come and experience the bravery and ruggedness of men
Drink three glasses of old wine and we'll dry it for eight hours
We don't have a sun we are the sun
This is not the front line but it is also a battlefield
There was no artillery fire here but there were also deaths
Life here is dirty, heavy and wet as rain
We don't hide it or exaggerate
Neither depression nor wandering
Not a bitch nor a tree archway
We are who we are
It is the solid coal sunspot of the tiger tiger
We look up to us the most
We don't have excessive extravagance
We don't believe it
The mayor's daughter can marry a miner
The poet's mine is heaven
We believe
There is coal in the ground and there is courage in the heart
Your choice is to fight against weakness
Our character
As strong as our choices
If it is a man, please come down to the well
To the palm face of the eight-hundred-meter drop
To sculpt the most courageous image of life
Poems from Autumn Days (15 poems)
Autumn song
Light rain sings late autumn again outside the window
Feel free to open your mind
That is, you can catch the jackpot of spring
In the distance, there are scenery beckoning
That shallow smile
Reflect how much sleep
Presumably your sweet singing voice
Lin Mo in Cui Dai
Flapping tassels
I can't refuse the return date of the years
The days on the walls drifted to him
Scattered like flying boats
Listen to the continuous beating outside the window
Scattered sighs
Didn't leave the spring light behind
All roads
They all speak to the front
You are on the beach of your memory
See the fluttering seagulls
After all, there have been waves of spring joy
There is no need to place a love song without a name
Sing to the past Sing to the late autumn of Shasyanyan
Let me use the most energetic colors for tomorrow
Freehand sun-like magical glow
I was in the slant of dusk
Looking at the peony is very flatteringly shy
Burn autumn
Twilight was paddled by matches at the head of the field
Burn a burst of autumn sound
Childhood memories are always in front of you
There are always piping hot fragrant beans to lure together
A pair of smiling eyes
There are always clumsy scolding words from the old men
Sweet enough to steal the evening wind
The childlike fun of burning autumn is very colorful
Open in my cold dream Firelight
The way back behind him could no longer be illuminated
Only memories often open up the fun
Go read the scenery over there in the years
Or relive my child
Look at the freehand of the field
It was warming the slightly chilly autumn evening red
Fall
Can't stand the love and baptism of the sun
Can't stand the frost Cold Tearful Eyes of The Divorced Couple
Can't stand the autumn wind clip
Flash a red tide Where do you go from here
Xiao xiangguan has fallen in love
The front of the steps is full of fallen leaves and traces
Watch your soaring fluttering with enthusiasm
Watch you with the last style
Express a magnificent parting
The once red face does not age
Bee song butterfly dance
Kai also Yiyi Xie also Yiyi
I want to be a poet with the feelings of a poet
Play Kai for you
The righteous deeds of your devotion should be saluted by the wind
You and I are both children of the earth
After a long journey
Life is the earth of grace
After all, there has been a history of bright red
Zero fell into mud
It's not an extraordinary enterprising
Don't fall
Flash your blue skirt fluttering
The setting sun is setting
The thoughts of the eyes are elongated
The sound of autumn drifting away
Street lights call all the way
Turn into tranquility
Old Gui slammed into the wind
Fall off a tree full of fallen
Flash your myo man's autumn waves
The seasons have changed
Will come back on the day of the meeting
It's under the moon or in the morning
At that time, no one should say anything about it
Just look at the acacia tree
Open up to the enchanting greenery
Candlelight on autumn nights
Candlelight for your birthday
It didn't light me up
The mood at this time
In this early autumn season
But you have illuminated me
A cold dream
Outside the window, leaf butterflies with wind
It's my greeting card to you
In your happy memories
Maybe I will remember my warmth
Twenty-eight years old
Mark the beginning of your youth
Every grain of stars flashes at you
Myo Man's eyes and sincerity
Tonight I'm going to put my piping hot verses
Transform into a transparent dream yarn
Where the lights are quietly gone
Go and cover your lonely heart
Even if you wake up to the dawn
The sun will also be moved to tears
Autumn Endowment
Wave goodbye to the distant mountains and distant waters, and the autumn wind is getting cooler
The sound of geese is drowning out the tender Fuso
Whose heart is fluttering
Who am I watching over the scenery
The reed flower is destined to spin up a noble death
Remember where you come and go
Life should not be lamented
Go to the sad and sentimental sunset
Put away the tear-wet message
My eyes began to sing
Hand over the hairpin with a full head of sorrow
No longer let the disorderly shawl fly
White sails carry the sea through the storm
All the joy becomes a blooming begonia
Whose heart is like the moon
Who is the memory of my sleeplessness
The vast autumn wind reverberated vigorously
The singing in my eyes was sweet
My weight-bearing people just have to wade through the cold waters
You can reach the splendor of the other shore
A girl named Ju
The girl named Ju
Coming from September
Brilliant autumn colors all the way
It's my feminine heart
Open an autumn view in the suburbs
I sang as far away as March
The light fragrance of the flowers has been logged out
Chrysanthemum's whisper
Quietly perfumed my love
The soul of the west wind
Wisps drift into silent anticipation
I crouched in front of the window
There is a raider that I always open
My chrysanthemum
You've come all the way from September
Your cheerfulness will surely doom me to rejoice
Gently call your name
Chrysanthemum my girl my love
In your blooming season
I will no longer have the sorrow of life
Fall autumn
In the frost scenery of the Reed Drifting Brigade
The sound of geese was also cold
I don't want to moan any more
Think far away in the early autumn
The swirling meteoric process
No more sadness No more
Sprinkle away from sorrow
Life is no longer confession, it is no longer
Cold and clear teasing
Your dancing posture is rambling
The fairy of the wind is gentle and soft
Even if the destination will eventually be returned to dirt
There is no need to be jealous of the Textile Lady
A bloody singing voice
Raise your invincible faith
The spring branches are to be exhibited
You green wind current
Chrysanthemum
Chrysanthemum with a profound display
The voice of autumn is blown away
The person who wears the chrysanthemum, Xu, is my sister
A flash in the dew wind
Pretty pose
People who watch chrysanthemums
Must be a yellow turban man
Or a Southern Song Dynasty woman as thin as a chrysanthemum
Suppose it is something I have in my mind
Wife or old mother
That evening on the petals
It will add a few more
Dignified frost marks
The person who picks the chrysanthemums must be me
Like the Tao Gong of the Eastern Fence
Leisurely and soul-destroying
Sadness
The road is gone
A touch of autumn
And your wet stream
Outline the gentleness of the sun that does not dry
Rain in the middle of a lonely me
Moments of silence echoed
The bitter stream of consciousness under my eyes
The annual Queqiao Festival
Gathering is also leisurely, scattering is also leisurely
I watch your wet back
Watch you get wet
Looking back frequently
In the autumn rain I did it again
Put the silent time
Stand for a long, long time
Autumn affection is far away from the mountains
The sister of the unanimous disaster town
The wind whispered over the shoulders
My autumn love is the distant mountain
Light frost in the light cold of the maple leaves
The pieces are all love letters sent by me
Sister, you're in the skinny valley of Mountain Bay
How many fat clouds to pick up
That yin yin like a straw mushroom
But the hope I planted back then
I was constantly looking out from the balcony of the city
I am for my flooded mountain country
Swing the boy's worries with tears
It's the season of Dangui again
That autumn crane tickled
Whether it symbolizes my beautiful Gangnam
Sister, I think you will also be able to see it on the day of your ascension
Your pink scarf
Forever a corner of my blue sky
The cry of the autumn wind
Life dances four more times
Just arrive at a stretch of splendor
My missus
In the flower season you expect
I'll make a burning sound for you
Noisy purslane on the side of the road
Spread out a crimson red
A promise I have long broken
Already in your distant thoughts
Reopen or
There is a kind of mood quietly
Rooted in your fervent hope
My lady in the autumn wind
My cry was as light as a cloud
Ahead of you
Wake up to a bright red sun
Cultivators
Jin Qiu was driven away by an ox cart
The trail of the wheel floated from the head of the field to the forehead
I don't know if the mileage is very far
Father Khan's gaze
Every whip has been caressed
The land after the harvest is blank
Drying the wind, pastoral
And the sun with white flowers
It was my father's knotted back
Wait for the plough to ditch on it painfully
I grow buildings in my little town
I designed it in all the buildings
The latest spring sowing is like the autumn harvest
Since human existence is inseparable from the land
I would put the strings my father wanted
Firmly tighten into the shoulder shaft
Both generations are working hard
The heart is surging like a wave
Sweat rushes
Let me paint the distant golden autumn as a pattern
Let all the dancing pupils share together
This poem is as luscious as a harvest
Dreams change
Let the Moon's Journey devastate the heavens
Let the strange rocks pull up the craggy breath
Night A cute trapped beast
Flashing huiyi leaned into the dream
Dive into the stars and the faintness of the lights
Everything has a weight in the night
The wind direction of the sail mantle pulled
Shallow traces of dead leaves falling
Double pillows
Sweet kiss marks and intimacy
Desire is older than pine trees
I dreamed of Martini cocktails
How to seduce my beautiful saliva
Several curly-haired girls scrambled to have a glass with me
A melodious prelude flowed from his eyes
I dreamed of chimneys spitting out language
It is a gentle will in life
War in the light of a snowy knife
Show off its brutal beauty
I kept me in my heart
I don't want to go out and I don't want to be suspicious
I kept my heart in my dreams
I don't want to fall asleep and I don't want to get lost
I only look when I wake up
Don't sleep in the sun
Don't leave
And so I walked silently
Silently walk the winding path
Lead a pair of heavy steps
In the twilight, I look back step by step...
The broken sunset in your eyes
Sprinkle with dappled acacia
The road was full of azaleas towards me
Beckon with emotion
Hometown Oh, I'm going to leave you away
Let me take a closer look at you
One by one, at this time of indistinguishability
Mom's Lullaby for a long time
Haunting in my ears
Holy motherly love
Note my eternal tenderness
I seemed to hear my little sister
Shouting "goodbye" to me from afar
The childish voice was out of order
The husky was mixed with a slight shiver
My dad must be at this moment
Also crouched in the doorway
Cigarettes that should not be smoked
One by one, they twitched wildly
Say goodbye to my fellow villagers
Maybe they were still gathering at the head of the village at this time
Unwilling to cast a glance at my back
Soon it was closed...
Silently walk the winding path
Hold me in the middle of nowhere