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In the chest of the young man is a swimming dragon, even if it is for the fish, it must also be turned into a carp, and it is the sun that is not near dusk

In the chest of the young man is a swimming dragon, even if it is for the fish, it must also be turned into a carp, and it is the sun that is not near dusk

Every day's original poems and dreams, don't rub shoulders with me anymore

In the chest of the young man is a swimming dragon, even if it is for the fish, it must also be turned into a carp, and it is the sun that is not near dusk

◎ You hold this heaven and earth in your hands, turn your hands into clouds, and cover Kunshan with your hands. I can pick up ten inches of Qinghui and half a round of silver, but I am trapped in this spring alone. The Eight Wastes disappeared, and Mei Lanju bundled bundle after bundle. The young man's chest is a swimming dragon, even if it is for the fish, it must also be turned into a carp, and after three rounds of wine, it is difficult to fight.

I want the world to be based on me, and the sun is never near dusk, so you are a subject, and I am honored. Concede, at this moment, let me first put you in an army. ------------------

▍ [Group poems] text / Zhang Zhanyun

"Wooden Comb" (two outer songs)

Glide through a thousand threads

Put the ends of your hair

glyptic

A delicacy

Fold into thousands of paper cranes

-

Geese

When flying south

Print a light lip print

In the chest of the young man is a swimming dragon, even if it is for the fish, it must also be turned into a carp, and it is the sun that is not near dusk

◎ I want to send the world without drunken poetry,

Let the confusion see this hazy world.

When the teenager breaks the proud flame of the times,

I want the truth, I want the amazing, and I want the endless mountains and rivers to whip me fast. - Yi Xun

▍"Heavenly Burial"

Sunlight

It's a scalpel

Put the organs of the deceased

Cut into pieces

The song of the vultures

-

By the wilderness

Air-dried

A

Long-planned love

In the chest of the young man is a swimming dragon, even if it is for the fish, it must also be turned into a carp, and it is the sun that is not near dusk

◎ "Putting yourself in the shoes of this thing is actually very sad, the more you think about the other party, the more you have the sadness that the other party has never thought about for you, and the heart fades with these sorrows." ”

◎ The normal state of reality, in addition to the thousands of holes, is the reunion after the disaster.

I think we are all lost souls,

Importantly, we are on the road to redemption!

◎ People live to solve difficulties. This is the meaning of life, and it is also the content of life. Avoidance is not the solution, and overcoming difficulties is often the best way to solve problems.

▍《Porcelain Piece》

Walking in

A river in the wind

Years

Carved into the rock wall

-

Like a scream

In sleep

I see it

A sharp moonlight

In the chest of the young man is a swimming dragon, even if it is for the fish, it must also be turned into a carp, and it is the sun that is not near dusk

"All things and I are absurd silence"

◎ In case of indecision, you can ask the spring wind, the spring wind is silent, that is, with the heart...

I like a passage very much: along the way, the years have taken away innocence, time has aged, experience has matured the mind, and what has been precipitated is an indifferent state of mind.

▍"Wheat Field" (outer one)

Text/Zhang Zhanyun

On the tip of the wheat

summer

It's a sparrow

A sea of chirping

-

By a red scarf

Fluttering

Far away

A concern

In the chest of the young man is a swimming dragon, even if it is for the fish, it must also be turned into a carp, and it is the sun that is not near dusk

◎ "Cherish your lows, you will see a lot of truths." Time can cross are willing to cross the people, no one's life is smooth, the hardships of the trough period is to accumulate strength, even the light from the cracks must be firmly grasped, and then give birth to the courage to die. ”

◎Glaucoma is better can come again? The candles are overflowing with red beans.

Light rain alone weeping willows, lonely desk small lampstand.

- in six years

◎ The detour is the mountain and the water, the desperate road is to go to no return; the road to the water is self-transverse, sitting and watching the clouds rise and the sky is high; the vision is not easy to take a detour, the loss of reason is easy to take the road; the narrow road is narrow, leave one more step with people; adversity meets, the heart turns a corner, the road will surpass the self; life has rugged and flat, life has bitterness and sweetness; sometimes turns the wrong corner, sometimes takes the wrong road, sometimes sheds tears, sometimes leaves wounds. Slowly the road of life, there will always be a few wrong steps...

▍"Deep in the Seasons"

This season

Always on the mound

Go chase

The plow turned out the swallow song

-

Today just

A touch of nostalgia

Bracing an umbrella

Walk in the peach blossom rain

In the chest of the young man is a swimming dragon, even if it is for the fish, it must also be turned into a carp, and it is the sun that is not near dusk

"I frantically collect every moment of joy and use them to fight back against every bad day"

◎ People's highest emotional intelligence is not the heart, but the goodwill for the sake of others.

Life is an echo, and if you never forget it, there will be an echo.

No matter who you are good to, you are actually good to yourself, because the process of doing good is full of joy and happiness, the heart is happy, every cell will be happy, and the body and mind will be healthier and more exuberant!

▍《Hometown》

Text/Thousand Winds

Cooking smoke from the hometown

Still there

Tanoue

Floating around

Like

A dream

Awake

-

People from their hometown

Still there

Sunset

Looking out

Like

A heart

Burning

In the chest of the young man is a swimming dragon, even if it is for the fish, it must also be turned into a carp, and it is the sun that is not near dusk

◎ There are three relationships in life:

Man and nature, man and man, man and self.

Many people spend their time on relationships with people.

But there is no time to blend into nature,

And I don't have time to talk to myself,

This leads to a sense of inner peace

and the absence of happiness.

Man goes to nature, and the human heart will go to the vast;

When people go to themselves, they will go to the fulfillment of prudence and independence!

▍【Group poems】Text/People-oriented

"Seeing the Beauty of the Years"

Spring is coming

Spring is cold

A cloud carried by a wind

Over the city

It's covered in loneliness

Maybe it was a rain

Maybe just

A storm

Duckweed in season

Plough in the waves

By a slender path

It stopped shaking

Bloom a few flowers

It counteracted the cold wave

Let's see

The beauty of the years

In the chest of the young man is a swimming dragon, even if it is for the fish, it must also be turned into a carp, and it is the sun that is not near dusk

◎ Life must be bitter, how much fun can be found in suffering, purely depends on personal ability. - Yi Shu

◎ Everything that can be bought with money has a fixed value, and what cannot be bought with money is called priceless. Such as trust, such as friendship, such as character, such as self-esteem...

▍"Childhood Secrets"

A lake in the wind and waves

Two aquatic plants

Ear sideburns

There seems to be a hidden mystery

Howling wind

It is repeatedly condensed

It's like years

Pain that constantly calcified

It has a hard shell

Once struck by a soft knock

It will burst into tears

Baptism for inexplicable feelings

-

The waves always follow the wind

No rush

Put the bumpy lake surface

Carved into memory

One layer pushes one layer

Constantly dissipating

And it kept floating

Charo's childhood

Which secrets

Still warm in the heart

From time to time, it floods

In the chest of the young man is a swimming dragon, even if it is for the fish, it must also be turned into a carp, and it is the sun that is not near dusk

◎ A thousand kinds of sorrow and joy in the world,

Flowing silently,

What can be seen is the appearance of the late return,

What is invisible is the traceless cold of spring and summer.

Some people melt into rolling red dust,

Some people disappear in poetry and far away...

▍"A Foreign Land"

Text/When the wind rises

New to exotic lands

Alone in a strange place

Step out of the station with both feet

The sea of people is vast

Hurrying figure all the time! Skimming over the side

Lonely figure

Dazed and helpless

So the kindness of the township sound jumped into the heart

It's just that there's no need to wander

-

Strong as a pine

Rooted in the depths of the soil

Hold your head high and follow the shadow of the sun

Maybe it's been blown by the wind

Baptized by the rain

It was conceived

Uninhibited bones

In the chest of the young man is a swimming dragon, even if it is for the fish, it must also be turned into a carp, and it is the sun that is not near dusk

◎Never

I don't want to deliberately meet anyone,

Just to those beautiful, good, bright people and things,

Always respectful.

Because of the appreciation, so close.

▍《Mahjong》

Text/Yan Shicai (Gansu)

Twitter language

It is common in the pen of the literati

Gray-headed and dirty-faced

It is a favorite of painters to copy

-

All the internal organs are complete

It encapsulates the agility of disposition

It's a metaphor for whether things are comprehensive or not

It's up to you to judge

-

The Scarecrow's trick has failed

Red silk scarves wafting from the wheat fields

Perhaps, in order to calm your soul

Accompanied by firecrackers, gongs and drums for you to feast

-

From the first day you met

Love and hate are intertwined

It was densely woven into a sieve supported by children

Want to catch you, elf

I can't bear it. Can't bear to hide its closeness to humanity

In the chest of the young man is a swimming dragon, even if it is for the fish, it must also be turned into a carp, and it is the sun that is not near dusk

◎ Where the parents are alive, it is called home,

But life, at a certain age,

It becomes a roof on its own, and there is no place to hide from the rain again.

◎ Life is not easy, life is difficult, every family has a difficult scripture, everyone has bitter tears, no one knows, the pain will be highlighted at what time, no one knows, where the trouble will appear. All we can do is treat each other well, cherish and have

▍ "Old Village" (outer one)

Text/Confucian

I couldn't hear the old cow's mooing

Nor did the sheep return to the village in dusk

Where are the cows and sheep herders?

The well rope that had been drawing water for hundreds of years was broken

Pull on the steps of the ancient well

The village is quiet at dusk

The cooking smoke floating in the air is thin and thin

Like the soul of the old village

Drift farther and farther away

Is it not that one day it loses the root of attachment?

When I came back, I didn't recognize my own door

In the chest of the young man is a swimming dragon, even if it is for the fish, it must also be turned into a carp, and it is the sun that is not near dusk

◎ External beauty can only please people's eyes,

And the inner beauty can infect, the human soul...

◎ If you cherish all things,

All things will cherish you,

This is longevity.

If you have all things in mind,

All things will belong to you,

That's wealth.

If you give grace to all things,

All things will also give you mercy,

This is happiness.

▍ "The Poetic Soul in Half a Glass of Red Wine"

Text/Purple Moon Blue

Half-poetic, half-soul

Like flying snow, like white silk

Winding and green mountains among the greenery

The ring wraps around like a dream

In the blink of an eye, the years are old

Childhood acacia flowers rain Sycamore leaves incense dreams wet pillow

A little youth remains in half a glass of red wine

Covet that little bit of youth

Raise the glass and drink it all

Drunk in dreams or lost in the heart

The music is up and down

Dancing in the mirror I don't know the person in the mirror

Dancing teenager tie apron

-

The red face is not as pure as before

The story in the eyes enters the heart of whom

Stop, stop

Poetry and drunkenness again

What fear of the years does not spare people

Half a glass of red wine poetry

Youth is still in the hearts of the people

The sky is not old, people are always there

Half the sky is full of clouds

Eighty-one souls are not afraid

Half a glass of red wine shakes the spirits

In the chest of the young man is a swimming dragon, even if it is for the fish, it must also be turned into a carp, and it is the sun that is not near dusk

◎ Magical nature,

As big as the vastness of the heavens,

As small as a grass and a flower,

All just as wonderful and amazing.

-

Stupid me,

At a certain age, I understand that a flower is a world,

It's a moment,

It is also eternal...

▍"Pennsylvania Spring Breeze"

Text/Yan Shuquan

There is no wind elsewhere, there is wind,

Elsewhere the wind is light and the wind is blowing.

The lake can still beat the moon,

The bay of the lake can be full of spring.

Clouds high on the mountains,

The mist camel rises.

People are busy do not fold willows,

Butterflies don't leave the red,

The heart is quiet birds chirping.

Long horizontal,

Dragons want to soar,

People often walk,

Shanqing,

Water bi,

tree green,

Flower yellow, flower purple, flower red.

Gangnam Saibei,

Winter White went again,

Spring green with strong flowers.

Yikes!

Under the swan,

Pennsylvania is in the spring.

2022.4.26.

In the chest of the young man is a swimming dragon, even if it is for the fish, it must also be turned into a carp, and it is the sun that is not near dusk

◎ "Is the Harrier Eagle Church song swimming

It is the song that traces back to the original wind

-

We exchange pieces of joy

Enter the home from different directions

-

It was the father who confirmed the darkness

It is darkness that leads to classic lightning

The door to weeping slammed shut

Echo is chasing after its shouts

-

It is the pen that blossoms in despair

It is the flower that rebels against the inevitable journey

-

It is the light of love that wakes up

Illuminate the scenery above zero degrees"

▍ "April Day"

Text/Han Xing

April

It's still warm and cold

sometimes

Dark clouds rolled over

sometimes

Rain is like a curtain

April days

Lightning

Sunshine companion

Rain or shine

-

April days

Spring is full of colors

diversity

Exceptionally dazzling

The sun rains

The cloud chases back to the swallow

Spring red fading

Rose moon season begonias

The flowers are gorgeous

The sound of yellow orioles leads to the first cicadas

The wind is lightly perfumed

The most beautiful

April day on earth

Written in the early morning of April 28, 2022

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

Contributors | original sentences | Xie Xianghui / Yi Xun / In six years Original poetry | Zhang Zhanyun / Qianfeng / People-oriented / When the wind rises / Yan Shicai (Gansu) / Xiu Bone Confucian / Purple Moon Sorrow blue / Yan Shuquan / Han Xing (in addition to poetry ◎ Quotation sentences Some sentences are derived from the signature and unnamed provenance of the invasion and deletion Thanks to the American masterpiece)

Figure | Lu's Fang/Pei Hongshun (original handwriting authorized for one poem and one article) (Thanksgiving Beauty Picture)

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