I don't want to start harvesting in autumn.
I'm not talking about summer's enthusiasm,
I don't mean the cold snap in winter.
I don't want to stand on high,
Nevertheless,
Seeing further,
The wind stopped roaring.
I don't want to fly in the blue sky,
Let the jealous deer,
Only by raising your head can you touch me.
I don't want to get bigger,
With light muscles,
You can clearly smash the mountains and rivers into pieces.
I don't want to be beautiful,
Looking back on the past moment,
You can charm everything that makes them intoxicated by me.
I don't want to be inexplicably gentle,
When I am weak, please hold me in your arms.
I don't want to flatter you,
Let them add another layer of waves to me when I am overwhelming.
I didn't want to spend too much time,
Even in the cold desert, you can see the beauty of loneliness.
I'm not going to get lucky,
Even a flat path can see a little blood.
I don't want to sing to you,
I don't want to say sweet words.
I don't want a eulogy,
I don't want to smile.
I have no intention of the wonderful flowers blooming on the earth,
I have no intention of letting birds fly in the sky.
I don't want to be a couple in the book,
I don't mean to ruin the friendship between words.
This is me.
A clean grain of dust,
A quiet gem.
I don't want to be seen in front of the lights,
I didn't mean to be lightly touched by the red incense on her finger.
Modern Poetry: Second, if you love me,
Please don't always think about registering for marriage with me.
What can that engagement stand for?
Can you prove that I love you?
My love needs no proof.
Because I have no conditions to give it to you.
So, if you love me,
Please don't drag me to register for marriage.
What can that engagement stand for?
Can you prove that we can love each other forever?
I hope forever,
But who can predict what will happen in the future?
Things change, what can that engagement affect?
So, if you love me,
Please stay with me quietly.
Let go of your inner expectations for paper wedding books.
Please don't always prepare to have children for me.
Don't be in a hurry to destroy your waist.
Love me, there are not so many arduous tasks.
Love is simple, I just want to be with you.
Don't be noisy, don't ask, don't be bound,
As long as respect, as long as trust, as long as freedom.
Love me, that's all.
Put the body back on the ground.
Drop blood into running water
Breathe enthusiastically into the flame
Pour out your thoughts to the breeze
When we get old,
That's it. Let's go home together.
If you know such love.
Please forget that marriage certificate from now on.
Stay with me quietly
Modern poetry: the third place is not important.
That's easy to say.
It really doesn't matter.
Want a lot.
Everything you get will be said.
"This is the result of my efforts.
My efforts finally paid off. "
Is that really the case?
Is there really a reward as long as you pay?
I don't think so.
Without your good luck.
I have no confidence in everything before.
Ever since I saw something clearly
Actually, that's it.
This song is unfair at first.
I spent a year in college.
think
Nothing
empty
Everyone knows that time cannot go back.
Still praying to go back to the past.
The harder it is to get, the more yearning it is.
Don't just cherish what's around you.
I don't know regret until I lose it.
And hope to go back to the past.
Is this life?
I'm so tired.
Something is changing.
Some things are persistent.
Insist on keeping your heart in everything.
What you want is to die.
What you get is superfluous.
Everything went wrong.
Although the situation has changed,
But when will it be my turn?
No seas run dry and rocks crumble.
Only the destruction of years.
I don't need to say it many times.
There is a simple reason.
There is only one answer.
Very easy to understand
If I'm gonna die
I'm not afraid either.
Because it's better than death
I'm more scared now.
People are really selfish.
I want to forget that person
But I don't want to be forgotten by that person
But life is really unreasonable.
I haven't forgotten that man.
That man has forgotten me.
……
in fact
There will always be someone waiting for you.
Just stand where you can see it when you look back.
regrettable
People often stubbornly believe that
happy
It must be ahead.
Is it in front?
Modern Poetry: The fourth poem is a hasty beginning.
Is a tortuous development,
Orgasm after climax,
This is a happy ending.
In that autumn that is gone forever.
I wrote four words for you for the first time.
I didn't know what it meant at first.
But I know there is a typo in it.
Because you like it.
I made a mistake from the beginning.
It's also wrong about our young first meeting.
Because my handwriting is not good.
I scribbled the word from the beginning.
Also scribbled down our hasty start.
As time goes by.
I gradually understood its meaning.
I didn't tell you
I also like this stubborn word.
With a feeling of ignorance.
Fortunately, it can represent our stubborn character.
I am even more fortunate that it has become a special force.
This force is like a magnet.
Attract me like a magnet
Don't rush to think.
A fiery heart is in no hurry to think about anything.
What is right or wrong?
Trust your iron intuition.
I firmly believe that intuition can't be wrong
If there is an error
That should have happened four years ago.
Anyway, now
I will never regret my choice.
Choose this stubborn life
Stubborn life is so beautiful.
It's intoxicating.
It's so beautiful that you want to cry.
Tears fall
The glitz slipped with it.
Slip over and over again
After slipping, I was crushed into a blade by the lonely wind.
again and again
Through my young and fragile heart
Is this called sadness?
Yes, it will be addictive again and again.
I don't know when I became addicted.
He began to get tired of mild pain.
Especially on those ancient nights.
And those wet midnight.
I don't know why it hurts so much,
It turned out to be deeper and deeper in my heart.
Carve it! It's yours after all.
Why not take it away at this time!
I really hope you can put it
Take it back to the old autumn and winter that is gone forever.
So I carefully put it into the poem.
Dreaming of these futile words can give it to you.
Oh, but I have forgotten.
Forget that you are not interested in poetry.
And you finally forgot in this desolate place.
Let the wind sweep the earth.
And I can only feel the smell of chewing gum on the ground.
I have been there for a long time.
Then bow their heads and pick them up one by one.
Fight together with tears in your eyes
Together, I can dream again.
Remember that dream.
In my dream, you smiled at me.
The money instantly calmed my heart.
I am ecstatic.
Crazy wrote these four words of Cang Sang.
I also wrote this long poem crazily.
Poems in dreams
I fell into that damn dream again.
The one in your dream turns around.
I vaguely remember that it was a pale evening a few days later.
Never look back.
If you look back at that time,
You will find something floating behind you.
Fell all over the floor
There are no dead autumn leaves.
What Xie went to was not Chunhong.
And it's not gum paper
But my withered heart
At this moment, my ear touched the wet pillow.
Stop worrying that your heart will wither.
Because this bloody dream has awakened.
Because those four words are still intact.
It's all on paper
Also engraved in my heart.
I gave you that book.
I write to myself, too.
With these four life changes,
It is also the change of our story.
Postscript:
This is an endless topic,
Is a tragicomedy that will never end,
Is an indelible mark,
This is an eternal memory.
Modern poetry: not five teenagers,
Ideal is not empty talk,
It's time to fight for your ideals.
Teenagers,
The responsibility is on your shoulders,
Don't worry about what to shoulder this heavy responsibility.
Teenagers,
People who love you look forward to you,
Don't worry about what to repay this expectation.
Teenagers,
If you don't work hard, you are a stupid teenager.
Teenagers,
If you don't work hard, you can't talk about ideals.
Modern poetry: one hand writes the spring and autumn period, the other hand sings the eternal.
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If you like the battle of the Kingoma Railway,
Then fly into a rage and shoot Sirius with your halberd.
If you love the story of the moon with a hoe.
Then hide the mountain forest and put the wine in the sunset
/
Willing to eat pork hungry.
Or Dongli put the wine after dusk?
May the majestic look short under other mountains and skies. ■ lofty sentiments.
Or would you rather indulge in the disappointment of not knowing where to go?
/
Young people's ambitions are hard to pay.
Have a frivolous trip.
The depravity and confusion of teenagers
Let the frivolous enjoy it.
/
Just as the journey is not to reach the destination.
But to appreciate a bunch of flowers and a touch of sunset.
Just like growing up is not for the rich.
But for a storm in youth, one side is sunshine.
/
Brew a pot of mountains and rivers and enjoy one side of the country.
Just look at the golden horse and don't ask where the overlord goes.
Play a prosperous song and sigh a mortal.
I just think that being young and frivolous is not the result geometry.
/
teenagers
No frivolity
Not youthful!
Modern poem: No.7 has a moment of silence.
Let me see myself clearly.
I like the rain
Whether to get wet.
I'm covered in flea scalps.
As dry as the wind and the sun
Full of charm in my heart
I saw it. ...
See the stalwart figure fall into the horizon.
Just like your silent back
Then there is silence.
The night still comes quietly.
You don't know what I'm thinking
But I know it's you behind the moon.
Time is not lonely.
Dry up in spring and summer
Autumn and winter have passed.
Time is changing again and again.
Finally got used to it.
Finally, there is no affection.
Should I put it on or not?
This problem has become a thing.
You learned my intonation.
You stole my black pen.
You suddenly became a Buddha by yourself.
So you're still you
Unique You
It's just in my eyes
You have a disgusting effect.
I dare not speak for myself.
This is just for me.
The sky is too vast.
I'm too young and too rough.
I neglected myself, so I didn't scold myself.
But you are another world besides me.
I can't help wanting to see you.
Dadada Didi
I like rain.
But I don't like getting wet.
So I love you.
Don't ask me why I like you
If it wasn't intentional,
If it has no title,
Whether it is a thousand words or not.
I have been silent.
Modern poetry: don't forget the past, like water passing by.
Sleepless at night,
With the dark moon,
Count the years,
Like a flick of a finger,
A few years have passed,
How many favors,
Has become a thing of the past,
Ah,
I have no idea,
Not greedy for beauty,
Burning peach blossoms,
One piece will do,
Love,
Like the Yangtze River,
Never change,
Don't ask tomorrow,
Although the road ahead is changing rapidly,
Ha ha!
now
Yes, sleeping,
Loneliness and sadness,
Love is like a broken thread,
Tearing my heart out, lingering,
A single spark can start a prairie fire,
I spent my whole life,
Burn my life out. .....
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