Ersan

The lamp of the heart,

The light in silence,

Throw it out.

Erqi

Poet,

Is the greatest happiness fantasy in the world,

It is also the deepest disappointment in fact.

forty-two

There are clouds in the sky,

People are on the ground;

Thought is imprisoned by facts,

Is the root of all pain.

Xisan

The truth,

In the baby's silence,

Not in the debate of smart people.

bale

Mom!

My hair,

Put it on your knee,

These are countless bunches of roses you gave me.

spring

one

Spring water!

Another year,

Still blowing slightly like this,

Can I take another photo?

Thank you for the quiet spring water. I said:

"My friend!

I never left a shadow,

Not just for you. "

66

Awakening-

Is it quiet or clear?

Only standing walls.

Willow covered with snow,

What's wrong with cold?

Walk into the white in the painting!

the 1970s

The crimson color of roses.

Shining in front of my eyes,

Reach out and take it off,

She withered on my lapel.

My in the mind low comfort me and said:

"You cut her off from nature,

This thick red will return to dust;

Young man!

Pay attention to your boring soul. "

Jiuliu

"When will you come to enjoy the snow?"

"Come tomorrow,"

"Tomorrow" has passed.

"When will you visit this lake?"

"Come next year,"

The coming year has passed.

"When will you come to work!

The afterlife? "

I smiled and was shocked!

182 times

Farewell!

Spring water,

Thank you for the trickle of spring,

Brought me a lot of thinking.

Wave to you,

Slowly flow to the world.

I will sit by the fountain and listen to the echo.