Every day's original poems and dreams, don't rub shoulders with me anymore
◎ Dongjun said to remember the spring light in early April, it was the most enthusiastic dream of the teenager, and without moving, it set off a wave, he thought that because the moonlight fell and fell that night, the sun was always hanging in his heart an inch away. The thirst-quenching plums were looked at and looked at, but in the end it was a delusion that could not be held, and let the wind blow cold for a few hours, but it was only a few trances, and the red beans had been planted in the moon that night, hidden next to the crab leaves outside the building.
The young man's white clothes were dyed with a spike of begonias, and he wrote down the last piece of paper with a pen of exhausted ink.
- Snowless
▍ "If you look at the clouds together"
Text/Xu Wenle
Wake up at six in the morning
Heard, the familiar sound of rain
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It's the same early morning
In the spring many years ago
When we planted the peach tree
The rain has already begun
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Now it's raining
The lower and bigger
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Many years later
I walked through countless such rainy days
Passed through the green, and transparent
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The peach tree is still there
The spring breeze is strong
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When the peach blossoms are falling
I saw the branches
Surnames are getting older
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The days to come
The road became stranger
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Until the village also grew old
Again and again, I came
Again and again to leave
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Those scenarios where there is no date
I talked to Shadow
Wait for dusk and sing the old songs
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Finally, I know
All the rain returned to the sky
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Every drop of rain
All turned into clouds
◎ After the spring wind is broken, it will be changed harmoniously,
So our three views,
It's all crooked.
Let the lonely genius suffer from the glory and death of life,
Be strict and wait, and then respect and love,
Reject all rules thousands of miles away.
When the waves of rage are powerless to crush the wreckage of the stone,
Who can,
Live as a senseless gesture of my life. - Yun Xi
▍《Knowledge》
Text/Sea area of one side
I can't possibly fully read you
In my eyes, you are a beam of light
It has been dragging me to the unknown far away
2022/04/24
◎ The sky is the most immaculate wall,
There are shooting stars hanging on the walls.
My job is simple,
Pick out the naughtiest one at dusk,
It was returned to Tianming after six hours.
After all, everyone's wishes are extremely pious,
And how can you bear to spoil this tranquility. - Yun Xi
▍ [Group poems] text / Zhang Zhanyun
"Pegasus" (Outer One)
Long snow-white sideburns
Fluttering
Moonlight of Guanshan
Put the dust on the horse's hooves
Stay on the swallow's back
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Just like the recruits of the past
Was huddled
Tearing the west wind
Drunk
Wolf smoke in the distance
◎ Galloping between lines of poetry, pausing at the foot of the rhyme. Further north, running north through fifteen cities, the dashing and wind flow left behind along the way is counted as the main text.
I hold on to dreams, touch the world, and I recognize it whether I win or lose.
- Deadwood
▍"Incense Burner"
It's a lotus
Blooming emptiness
Suspended in
An ancient temple in the ringing of bells
The palms that are closed
Sit still
A wisp of meditation
◎ I have also been arrogant, and I have also asked the wine that there are smoke clouds in the sky, and there is thunder to answer, the morning light and the light are just the illusions in your eyes, and the fierce wind and rain are my real appearance
When it comes, it is vigorous, and when it goes, it is frank and frank, just like the wind and bone of a young man, never yielding, always upward
- Narcissus
▍Beacon Tower (outer one)
Eagle flying place
It's a shepherd
Hoarse singing
A white cloud drifting in
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Your loneliness
Smoked by the wolves of yesteryear
Brewed
The vicissitudes of brownish yellow
Like a glass of wine
◎ Don't be afraid,
Dead words are not worth yearning for.
Be reckless,
Let love and blood win the battle together.
Can touch who still call it a dream,
What is easily obtained can not be called sonorous.
Some poems are meant to be sung aloud.
Don't make me think lightly about you,
The expression of love is to be bold. - Yi Xun
▍"Wolf Smoke"
Horns in the distance
It's a blood-red sunset
Full
A large porcelain bowl
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In the foot bone
Burning wilderness
war
A bundle of firewood is needed
◎ "The most beautiful thing in the world is not."
Made of particles. It's those
The power of those who have witnessed the collapse of their own world,
Everything they loved was crushed into thousands of pieces.
Every morning, however, they wake up to rebuild
Their lives start all over again. Mourning the lost
Calm and silent. I've never seen it
More amazing beauty than that. ”
▍ "Poplar Tree" (two songs)
Oil clear lamp
Lit up
Camel footprints
It's a cup
The loneliness of old wine
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Be desolate with song
Engraved in
In the desert
◎ At that time, the street lamp shook a body of starlight,
The heartbeat weakened the begonias in the breeze.
Blame it on the fact that the penetration of the text is too strong,
Likes are harder to hide than into spring and winter grass. - Yi Xun
▍"South Wall"
On the vine
Chirping birdsong
By the sun
Lie flat
A puddle of rain
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Sit on the dirt wall
One top
Dusty straw hat
Waiting
The one who hits his head
◎ When I love, I love deeply. But not very often.
I said that the forest is only part of the tree.
I sat at the window. The dish has been cooked.
I wrote: The light bulb looks at the floor full of horror,
Love, as an act, lacks a verb;
That Euclidean can be for the vanishing point to become zero is not
Mathematics – it is the nothingness of time.
I sat at the window. When I sat
My youth is back.
▍"Friend"
Text/Oblique Sun Shadow
Meet a long-lost friend
I asked how it was going
He smiled wearily
The sun and moon pressed his head on his shoulders
When leaving
I'm a little reluctant
Cigarettes burned out at the intersection
I've been there for a long time
Stay where you are
Pulling on the placket of the wind
Refuse to give up
◎ Liu Li forgets the daylight, the sea salt melts in the middle of summer, and the light madness quits the teenager.
Silence was understood.
But the thought of flowers blossoming with begonias,
Sail the sea.
Young has always been, you should let go - Yi Xun
▍【Group poems】Text/People-oriented
"The Obsession of Life"
Same days
It has been repeated for many years
In the end, it was just that
Age endorsements
The mutilation of all time
None of them can be repaired
Only sunlight
Wake up the flowers
It's still endlessly wandering
All efforts bloom delicately
It's all obsession with life
Let me on a sunny day
Full of attachment
Always involuntary
And incredibly focused
Along the flowers
Bring such a bright morning
Love over and over again
◎ The sorrow of death and life, the joy of love, the deepest sorrow and joy of life, absolutely cannot be described in words, let alone words, at least in my feelings. We mortals can express only a certain kind of affection, although not very shallow but not very deep part, in other words, there can be something that is not urgent, and it is just a matter of self-consolation. —— Zhou Zuoren, "Grass and Wood Worm Fish"
▍"The Light of Grass and Trees"
All the grass and trees
All inscribed
Memories of past lives
The spring breeze blows
They will bloom
It will grow into the original form
The vicissitudes of past lives
They were eroded
Too much delusion
Only hard disposition is left
In the world, steel is refined
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A gentle bird song
It's like a mother's warm ding-dong
Fell on the branches
Hundred steelmaking in past lives
All turned into finger-wrapping softness
Every leaf
All are full of hope again
Glowing with rigid light hundred steelmaking
All turned into finger-wrapping softness
Every leaf
All are full of hope again
Glowing with rigidity
◎ The spring nest in April has been formed
Bring bluebells, black hazelnuts,
Unclaimed kisses
It rains a lot where I live
Fall out of the water at dusk
Turn over the urn of time
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Also seen from the window
Mountains in the distance, top of the sunset
Carnival
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Who are you flying with
In his eyes was the cold morning of the moss dew
In the early morning there is a half moon
Hop aboard an old ship full of galaxies
I forgive you
If there is no love, there will be no escape
▍"Morning on both shoulders"
Text/Golden Lily
Long-lost gardenia incense
Pry open the woods with birdsong
Sandwiched between the smell of grass and the sound of reading
Gently caress the tranquility of the residual snow
It was as if June had passed
Buds and blooms
Go straight to the blue and overlook the geese
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Early spring sits in the ivory tower
Discuss green and dewdrops
There is sweat that emits the light of the stars
There were tears and laughter unabashedly exuberant
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There must be ding-dong in
There are a lot of four-leaf clovers to look forward to
Pull out the paper key
Ink twists the door
How many pigeons will be released tomorrow
Just measure the sun on your shoulders
（2022.3.2）
"Silence is not our original intention
In April, the shadows of light spread rapidly
That night. Spring flowers are still blooming
Silence dances in the crowd
The end of the long night disappeared with the lights
It's the chest of two rivers that rise and fall
I allowed myself to sit in the clouds and look around
I allowed myself to stop asking
How long will you love me —
On the way to eternity
On the long causeway where the roses are dying."
▍《Poplar》
Text/Cao Yongjun
Last year's farewell,
It's the cycle of the four seasons,
When I saw it in my hometown,
Poplars, willows, pines... when
I think of you,
Poplar.
You never stand in the middle of the traffic,
You've never liked the hustle and bustle,
You disdain to be associated with peach willow green.
You are lonely, silent, and even more fierce,
You are loyal to the Desert Gobi,
You are the naked son of the desert,
You are the hero of the Gobi ,
A stubborn,
It is an eternal promise.
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Dan heart iron bone,
Sprinkle shade on the desert
Bring fresh air to the Gobi.
Face the lightning strike, a heart of blue blood,
Mu huangsha, a cavity of hot blood,
Covered in frost, a body of steel and iron bones,
Facing the wind and rain, a face of light wind and clouds.
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Looking at the long sky,
Carry a book of concerns about southern Xinjiang.
Listen to the Qiang Flute leisurely,
A distant thought drifts.
Dancing a tree,
Show the iron bone tenderness of the world.
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Stunning Yellow,
Dyed with the splendor of a lifetime,
A lifetime of vicissitudes
Stained with the eyebrows of time,
No matter how strong the wind, you never bend your waist,
Survived the wind bones of the years.
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Straighten the spine, stretch the branches and leaves,
Let time no longer be desolate,
Let the years no longer stumble,
Let people no longer sigh.
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A body that has not fallen for a thousand years,
A wordless monument was erected.
A body that has not decayed for a thousand years,
Transformed into a wisp of a strong soul.
Original 2022/3/29
◎ "What you see at dawn may be what others want you to see, and all the small real emotions are buried in the darkness." ”
▍ "Reminiscences of the North Lake has a feeling" text / in six years
Last year, the moonlight was still there, and the willow was empty and self-planted.
Revisiting the homeland for six thousand miles, you can't come back that year.
◎ There is a certain person's spring caress
I was no longer sad in the blue mist
No longer for that wonderful place,
The sorrow of the incomprehensible.
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The silent Milky Way is no longer oppressive,
The fear of the starry sky is no longer at a loss,
I fell in love with peace and eternity
It's like loving your own home.
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Yearning for the ocean of crops,
An image blurted out:
The sky that gave birth to the baby
Licking the red calves.
▍《泉》
Text/Yan Shicai (Gansu)
Can write water
Majestic momentum. Only you
The power of a drop of water
Spring eye, vividly expressed
The sea is the subbody
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Read you when the landslide cracks
You can read the message of destruction
Because, the earliest translation of the earth's center of the secret language
It's you. but
A lot of them are overlooked
Not a short-sighted spring
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Never betrayed the essence of tenderness
But it also has the confidence to roar at any time
From the drops to the stream, and then to the magnificence
Left Zhang Yang to the rivers and lakes
In the eyes of the spring, anger can also be spewed out
The truth that never dies
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Contributors | original sentences | Snow No / Yun Xi / 夭木 / Narcissus / Yi Xun
Original Poetry | Xu Wenle / Fang Haiyu / Zhang Zhanyun / Xieyang Ruoying / People-Oriented / Golden Lily / Cao Yongjun / Yu Liunian / Yan Shicai (Gansu) (In addition to poetry in the text ◎ Quotation sentences Some sentences are derived from the signature and unnamed source of the invasion and deletion Thanks to the American masterpiece)
Figure | Emperor Jinling (a poem and an original handwriting) (non-handwritten figure source network invasion and deletion thanksgiving beauty map)
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