persimmon
Author: Zhang Chi
Persimmon pick soft pinch
Persimmons are not the beginning
Just soft
It is pinched soft
Just like us
There used to be one
Arrogant and uninhibited heart
now
Only fear and trepidation remained
Fledgling
Also an angry youth
Green face
Written with longing
Write with anticipation
Write full
To the world
Endless love
Just like those
A face full of youth
Pimples
is their standard
volcano
Ready to erupt
For everything that is wonderful
Sweet?
In the fall
Such a problem
No answer is required
The softer the sweeter
Frost again
Gently freeze
Maturity and charm
Blurt out
It's just that
Sweet is not necessarily good
Eat too much
Easy to get three highs
Listen to it a lot
Lose yourself
Persimmons in late autumn
Can't bump
A thin layer of skin
It's its face
Soft and soft
Sweet juice
It's its self-esteem
It is its last treasure
Please dispel you
The thought of aggression
It is already vulnerable
Look up to what should be looked up
Look down on what you should look down on
All humble
It will be in the fall
Harvest the most beautiful yourself
About the Author:
Relaxation
Member of the Yulin Municipal Committee of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference
Full-time vice chairman of the Yulin Municipal Committee of the China Democratic League