Many New Poems (No. 30)

Wine with tea

many

Wine stands with tea

One is fierce

A gentle one

Inside the wine belly

Loaded with a sun

Tea put people

Drinking became a moral article

Wine is sometimes played against common sense

Let the eyes give birth to the moon

Empathetic tea

This is when it acts

The maid of the wine dream

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The process of love

Here she comes

Without a hint of warning

I learned later

Every step she takes

It's all brewing

They are all smashed open with their feet

Those words to say in a breakup

Left

Her back was so natural

Elegance suddenly became strange

My world suddenly became numb

Until she disappeared into the crowd

This sad road

Only quietly put it away for me

Turn around

A new world

Presented for me

The day is no longer today's day

Everything is old times

He was beaten back to 10 years old

Sunset has been sent remotely

The future is one

Morning Dawn Notes

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Southgate Past

Or Qin Shiyue

Han Shi Guan

But the green light is old

Yellow scrolls are difficult to pay

Spring silk silk is lonely

Ask the sky

The fire in the hearth has been extinguished

The wine has lost its intensity

Lonely and nostalgic

Long songs when crying

A raid on Tsing Yi

Water Sleeve Man Dance

Clear the story of the South Gate

Warmed up the story of the old ancestors

Brittle the nursery rhymes on the other side of the mountain

A minor tune

It has become the song of the southern slopes

The plum blossoms bloomed and thanked

Peach inherits the legend

The wind sneaks into the night

Drizzle wet eye curtain

I don't know whose woman has been moistened

Or help green the city gate on the shaw

Spirits become old things

Twilight is a new scene

Cut a piece of cloud

Hold a drop of morning dew

Rewrite the history of the mind

Who said this is not spring and autumn

Not more drums

The flag is in the heart

Hunting flutters

August 3, 2019 at 02:06 PM