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When your soul becomes serene, peaceful, joyful, there is a depth, clarity, purity, and innocence in your eyes. They become so transparent that you are able to see a person's soul.
▍ "How to reach a cloud"
Text / Golden Lily
Sometimes we are destitute all our lives
Nor did it hold a single "person" word steady
Sometimes, we are carried by the rush of flowing water
Sometimes, we are hovered by the wings of the goose
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And just like that, the big flowers are blooming
It doesn't have to be sunny
It doesn't have to be thick and light
So we turned to the whiteness of paper
Listen to your heartbeat
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In fact, we don't have to swallow mountains and rivers
It doesn't have to be a huge mile
Just make yourself small
The crystal of the moonlight
and the temperature of the sun
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Let you look up and visit the sky from time to time
Give a wandering thought every day
Any young man in his chest, believing in the reins
Hold on to the ordinary, and the days are clear
2022-10-13
Language is an invisible force,
What you say, what will attract ...
▍ "When the flowers fall and the fruit is ready"
Text / Zhang Zhanyun
Earthly fate
It's a wisp of incense
Floating among the morning bells and drums
Like suspension
Wind chimes on tree branches
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Pick up the pieces of sunlight
Together with the tree
Wait for the flowers to bloom in the coming year
Lonely people have a clean soul. They are not willing to be flattering, they are not willing to fly the dogs, they are not willing to deceive themselves. They often choose to be silent, but there is thunder in the silence.
▍ "Wind Wish"
Text / Zhang Zhanyun
Removed leaves
Sent to afar
Pulling white clouds
Also stay in the distance
Far away from afar
Or far away
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Drifting
Just to find
A quiet home
Books sleep, verses awake; History sleeps, time wakes;
The world sleeps, you and I are awake. - The snow falls silently.
▍ "Sieve"
Text / Zhang Zhanyun
Shake it left
Shake it to the right
A sieve
Sifted out
The boss's flower brocade
The second child's black cloth shoes
The third child's new school bag
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Days of poverty
Sounded and colored by the mother's screening
Adults can only be screened, not educated. You don't even have the slightest idea of educating others. I am a simple person, looking at the world with simple eyes, looking at circles, and finding that some people have rich souls, and people with rich souls have no scheming.
▍ "Trapped in the Sky"
Text/People-oriented
A few clouds of smoke
A few drops of cold rain
Brewed
The sky is vast
This is vast
In the earthly world
Deeper than sunlight
Trapped in the sky
Only learn to look up
to see the direction
Once you know how to look up
Endless years
Savor it carefully
The turn of the seasons and reincarnation
will come to its senses
Face the ups and downs of life
And tomorrow at a glance
Learn to be religiously
Bow to the days of fireworks
"Finally, I had a very little autumn when I opened and closed the door
Touching the sky, also with the smallest hand, small enough to be the tentacles of insects
Calm as a broken branch I know the joy of swaying in the wind
The purple color of stars appears after a rainstorm and the fruit falls wide and fat
Sweep the giant trees over the top of the mountain
Twisted by a strong hand
So many destroyed ships
Enthusiasm in repeating the sky"
▍ "Persimmon Ruyi"
Text/People-oriented
The autumn breeze from my hometown
Still staggering on the road
In front of the house and behind the house
Persimmon trees in favor
The exhaustion has faded
Only a touch of red remains
Like a red lantern
Put the unconcealable sadness
Light up little by little
to fight
The coming frost
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Fruit by fruit
From hard to soft
Get rid of the bitterness
Through the storm
Only the fathers and fellow villagers understand
Their lives
The same is true
The vicissitudes of a lifetime
It's just to get rid of bitterness
Burn inner hope
Let the wishes be rooted in the heart
Singing in the wind
Persimmon wishes
And with a distant heart
"Desolate wilderness, overgrown with lonely people"
▍《Ogihanaji》
Text/People-oriented
This pale white
It's a whole new world
Snow generally covers the bustle
It also sowed vast seeds
This swaying flower in the wind
It is a portrayal of the vicissitudes of life
In the midst of the wind
Always with the rarest calmness
Aged so gracefully
I'm used to listening to the roaring trumpet
I'm used to seeing the desolate style
Still bent over
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White in line with frost
But hold it tenaciously
Snowflake romance
Never give in
The mediocrity of the days
Even if it is air-dried
It's still dustless
Keep your heart white
and fearless feelings
Nothing to do and from leisure, when there is a book, to the quiet to observe.
▍ "October Infatuation"
Text/People-oriented
October is the ripe season
The hustle and bustle of harvesting and sowing
Rude as a trumpet
It's like birdsong
Look through the wind and smoke
The earthly world has been paved
Dew drops hanging over the tips of leaves
Hanging with the crystals of the world
Me in the wind
Like fallen leaves
Stumbled through life
It was like in the cold of misery
An overly swaying wild chrysanthemum
No longer content with fate
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October is the most infatuated
Like dirt under your feet
Full of warm words
Life is a rock
If I don't turn around
The world will not be the background
Just like a clump of dogtail grass
Just face the light
will live calmly and quietly
An elegant woman is the cultivation and wisdom achieved through the baptism of life!
Just like the fruity aroma of autumn, it comes from the inside out!
An elegant woman exudes a faint fragrance and endless aftertaste, only elegance in time, both precipitated into eternity!
Don't expect, don't imagine, don't demand,
Let it be, if it is destined, it will happen.
Peace of mind is the best state of life,
▍ "Looking for the Future of Autumn"
Text/Yisuxing
I came in search of autumn.
Consolation stirring the wind also brings loneliness,
Because I and Jinye are parting.
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I look for autumn in the fields of my hometown,
While the burning tree is still crumbling,
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It's autumn.
The morning light that greets my eyes is green,
There is no poignancy in Van Gogh's wheat field,
Someone lit a touch of red at sunset and burned half the sky.
The coolness lingers continuously,
Only the sunny side is extremely warm.
This is autumn!
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I will continue to search for autumn, and by then,
And a strong tree,
That's once the gold leaf and me.
People can't stop time and can't refuse suffering,
All that can be done is to keep your own goodness and virtue,
That's gold in a person's bones.
▍ "Inhabitation"
When the text/wind rises
Tonight you suddenly became very quiet
It's about noon
Back to a familiar street
Narrow, dilapidated, missing old house in the corner
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It snowed here for the first mysterious time of my childhood
It is the original form of all the things around you now
Short and powerful, like a premature prophecy
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So squint your eyes, you see
This year's snowflakes are coming
And the tears of that year
If you stop in a four-dimensional space, look at the past from a distance
You are dissolving in the flying snow of time and space
Trying to recall - the memory is incomplete
It matches every point
Approaching and unreachable lust
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You can face the loss of memory
You also become quiet
Just secretly making a wish
Let these invisible and nameless things
Keep hooking your dawn and dusk
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That's fine
On this little planet
You are like this
Poetically inhabited
Time will eventually destroy a person's skin, but it is difficult to change a person's interior, and at a certain age, what really makes you attractive is no longer the face, but the noble and upright temperament in the bones.
▍ "The Lost Years"
Text/Qi Xiangcheng (Gansu)
In this world, there are many unsolvable problems
Like the busy change of seasons
Time goes by non-stop
Move tomorrow step by step
Flowing water
By no means a hundred thousand whys can be covered
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The wind is still blowing
The sun is still there
Day and night are never absent
Days, come and go freely
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The sky is silent
The earth sleeps
People, powerless
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Time never knows moderation
Lost years
Leave resolutely
The silence of leaving
Trace
Kindness makes people beautiful,
Faith makes people brave,
Enthusiasm warms people,
Love makes people happy.
"For what his heart thinks,
That's who he is. ”
▍ "The tide comes from the first performance"
Text/Gobi Station
The wind drove the flock to run in the moonlight
A Dapeng in the text
The sound of surging towards the tide
Blue under the sky
It's not just the gentle breeze
An egret travels back and forth to the blue sky and lands on the river rock closest to Daoxiang
Melted into a painting by the setting sun
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The riverbed raises the water and looks up, and the waves bend for the dazzling sound
The waves are like a key on a piano
Stand on the snowy peak of Bayankara and look at a river backwards
She stretched her slender arms
Embrace the original snow peaks and wrap up the primitive storm
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She gave birth to the first rivers and watered the first rivers and mountains
A wave rushing to the sea, penetrating the dullness like iron
When Tengtu's body dances with his soul
The spout becomes a spiritual flow
Barley became the seeds of running
The tide came from the first performance
We even lost this twilight.
No one saw us holding hands this afternoon
When the blue night falls into the world.
- Neruda, "Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair"
▍ "Waiting for You"
Text/Han Xing
Waiting for you
Autumn breeze outside the window
It's getting harder and harder
Tireless
horizon
Rows of geese
On the roof
convolve
White clouds
A mess
Always think
Take to the high blue sky
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Waiting for you
Autumn grass on the hillside
Yellowed
Autumn leaves in the distant mountains
One after another
A bend of autumn moon
Round and missing
Tie full
Away from people's thoughts
Autumn is late
I don't see you
I was eager to see through it
There is a very lovely person in the world, this person is looking at this article, I really envy these words, thousands of mountains and rivers, see you on my behalf. Forward it to eat with sugar ❤
Submitted by | Original Poetry |Golden Lily/Zhang Zhanyun/People-oriented/Yi Suxing/When the Wind Rises/Qi Xiangcheng (Gansu)/Gobi Station/Han Xing (In addition to poetry, some of the quoted sentences are from signed and unnamed sources and deleted, thanks to the excellent work of American literature)
Figure | A confused little elephant (a poem and an article authorized to be originally handwritten) (non-handwritten picture source network invasion and deletion Thanksgiving Meitu)
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