Lin's poem about life is 1. About Lin Weiyin's life and her poems.
You are the April of this world
Author: Lin
I said you are the April day of this world.
Your laughter lit up the wind around you.
Light spirit, dancing and changing in the spring.
You are the cloud on the first day of April.
Breathing the soft wind at dusk
The stars flashed inadvertently, and the drizzle sprinkled in front of the flowers.
That is lightness, that is graceful, and you are;
You wear a crown of flowers; you are
Naive and solemn; You are the full moon every night.
When the snow melts, you look like a yellow gosling
You are as tender as a bud.
Gentle and happy, the Bai Lianhua you dream of is floating in the water.
You are the flower of the tree, and the swallows whisper among the beams;
You are love, warmth and a poem;
You are the April day on earth!
Lin's That Night
That night, my boat was pushed out of the river,
There are dense stars in the clear blue sky.
That night, you held my hand,
The lost starry night blockade relieves anxiety.
That night, you and I parted ways,
Each of them realized the emergence of life.
My boat is still floating on the sea,
Thin masts often sway in the wind and waves.
So far, the sun has only wandered behind me,
Layers of shadows surround me.
I still remember that night,
Starlight, tears, the white river!
I still miss your farming on the shore;
Red flowers, yellow flowers and bright flowers.
I hope to reach the top that day,
Honey generally moistens memories.
On that day, I will step on an arrow with wings.
Look at your garden and shoot a complete string.
On that day, you will hear songs like birds.
That is, I am waiting for your appreciation.
On that day, you will see messy flower shadows.
That is, I broke into the border of that year!
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2. Lin's good poems
You are the April of this world
Author: Lin
I said you are the April day of this world.
Laughter lit up the surrounding wind; Lightweight and flexible
Dancing and changing in the splendor of spring.
You are the cloud on the first day of April.
The evening breeze is soft, and the planetesimals are there.
Unintentionally flashing, drizzle sprinkled in front of the flowers.
That is lightness, that is graceful, and you are; Brightly colored
You wear a crown of flowers; you are
Naive and solemn; You are the full moon every night.
When the snow melts, you look like a yellow gosling
The first green bud, you are; Gentle and happy
In the water, you are swaying like a dreamlike Bai Lianhua.
You are a flower and a swallow in the tree.
Whispering among the beams; You are love, you are warmth,
It is hope; You are the April day on earth!
3. Lin Quotations "The Most Beautiful April Day in the World"
1, but love can only be love. It is so absolute, so unique, so irreplaceable. I have decided that my life should be subordinated to my love. I have no choice.
2. If my heart spins around with the familiar wheat straw, the blur is like a path through countless fences, and the branches of various flowers and leaves are stunned by the grass. Today's footsteps are no longer willing to step on the sand when I stepped forward.
None of us absolutely believe in the theory of fate, but who is not surprised by this unexpected life, and how can we feel the fragility of human resources and the limit of intelligence in the traces of many facts?
4. Take plum blossom as an example. Xiujin's pride is adorned with a string of red knots, which is the cutest and most rewarding. When the half-opened leaves are scattered on the old branches, your heart will be pounding!
You should believe that I won't give in to sadness. I always believe that I am stubborn and loyal to life, even if life is just like what you said: just relying on those two narrow paths, even a track, I will be as tired as a dream!
6. When you are old and face the fire alone, you will know that a soul is quiet. He once loved you with endless changes, and his dream of traveling was shattered. He loves you with sadness.
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works appreciation
The sentence structures in the first to fourth sections of The Most Beautiful April Day on Earth are basically the same, forming a complicated stack and symmetrical movement. Compare the love in your heart with the beautiful pictures in April, and connect the pictures with the sentence of "lively rhythm". Emotions are like ripples on the water.
The work is not only beautiful, but also easy to sing. The fifth verse of the poem "You are love, warmth and hope,/You are the April day on earth!" It is an ending action, using abstract love, warmth and hope to compare you in your heart. It's amazing. It's beautiful. "You are April Day on Earth" echoes the opening of the poem from a distance, with changes in repetition, and the poem rotates and flows without any sense of stagnation.
reference data
Baidu Encyclopedia-"The Most Beautiful April Day on Earth"
4. Poems that Lin wants
You are April day on earth-praise of love, I say you are April day on earth; Laughter lit up the surrounding wind; Your soul dances in the glory of spring.
You are a cloud in the sky at the beginning of April. The wind at dusk is very soft, the stars blink inadvertently, and the drizzle is sprinkled in front of the flowers. It's light, it's graceful, you are, you are wearing a crown of flowers, you are naive, you are solemn, you are a full moon every night.
After the snow melts, the goose is yellow, and you are like; Tender as the green of a new bud, you are gentle and happy, and the water floats with the white lotus in your dream. You are the flower of the tree, the swallow whispering between the beams, you are love, warmth and hope, you are the April day on the earth! Lin Poem Title Empty Bodhi Leaves Lin Poem Title Empty Bodhi leaves recognize this transparent body, and the leaves of wisdom fall to the ground? Melancholy, kindness and purity-the cold flame that flashed that day and landed silently only proved that wisdom would die in front of the wind! Yesterday and yesterday, beauty cannot escape the majesty of time; I believe that the most beautiful bones lie here, A soul is left on the moon to commemorate August in ......................................................................................................................................................... There are white ducks swimming in the sad yellow pond, but the sorghum stalks are just too high. How to insert this beating heart? A narrow road in the field, so sad in August? Washed by rain last night, the hills left a shadow according to the sun; The sheep followed the shepherd into the village, and the manhole cover was under a big tree, like a heart! No one ever said anything in August. Summer has passed, and it is not autumn now.
But when I look at the fields and the melons on the earth wall, I still don't understand how life is related to dreams. The seasons of the world are always changing. In spring, you left a lot of red traces. You said goodbye. I don't want to sigh autumn with anyone when I come back! Now even the yellow leaves of autumn clouds have been thrown into the distance, leaving only the gray sky completely lonely. Can you stand listening to the cold wind alone? -Who smiles so sweetly, so deeply and so roundly? A string of pearls sparkles, and generate looks innocent! The clear spring floats at the bottom and flows to the surface of the water, which is gorgeous and scattered! Who laughs well and flowers bloom? So light, don't wake up.
Xiaoxiang inadvertently, with the wind, brushed on the low wall, hanging in front of the sunset. Who laughed so high that the unknown birds circled? Who laughs at the rotation of thousands of wind chimes, shaking the sky from the eaves of each layer of glass? -Kunjing (Lost) The small building facing the street, Shimada Hanzo stood, semi-upright, standing in the street, covered with tiles, with a crack in the window, dyed red by the sunset, as if writing an ancient dream.
....................................................................................................................................................... ........................... My heart is drifting endlessly with the wind, which blows away herbs, fallen leaves and a wisp of clouds like smoke. Remember the intermittent music, the most beautiful or gentle night, accompanied by the stars of the day.
On the stalk of memory, who doesn't have two or three graceful flowers, covered with emotional flowers, spreading the fragrance of wild lotus namelessly, and each petal is quiet and bright. The wind blows on the lake, and the hair is messed up, or the water is wrinkled like fish scales.
The vastness in all directions is like a dream without traces of the past. Everyone knows the picture and sinks in the reflection of underwater memory! -there is no doubt that when there will be that kind of silence; Dissolved in the spring breeze, facing the mountain and facing the river? When can I be so hopeful? Wearing new green, whispering poetry, climbing the tower and listening to the bell ring? When, when, can the heart truly understand the distance of time; Age of mountains and rivers; Yesterday's silence, the bell rang, how people yesterday painted shadows in today's day! Do you know that in transparent body, the leaves of wisdom fall on the earth? Melancholy, kindness and purity-the cold flame that flashed that day and landed silently only proved that wisdom would die in front of the wind! Yesterday and yesterday, beauty cannot escape the majesty of time; I believe that the most beautiful bones lie here, A soul is left on the moon to commemorate August in ......................................................................................................................................................... There are white ducks swimming in the sad yellow pond, but the sorghum stalks are just too high. How to insert this beating heart? A narrow road in the field, so sad in August? Washed by rain last night, the hills left a shadow according to the sun; The sheep followed the shepherd into the village, and the manhole cover was under a big tree, like a heart! No one ever said anything in August. Summer has passed, and it is not autumn now. But when I look at the fields and the melons on the earth wall, I still don't understand how life is related to dreams.
The seasons of the world are always changing. In spring, you left a lot of red traces. You said goodbye. I don't want to sigh autumn with anyone when I come back! Now even the yellow leaves of autumn clouds have been thrown into the distance, leaving only the gray sky completely lonely. Can you stand listening to the cold wind alone? Who smiles so sweetly, so deeply and so roundly? A string of pearls sparkles, and generate looks innocent! The clear spring floats at the bottom and flows to the surface of the water, which is gorgeous and scattered! Who laughs well and flowers bloom? So light, don't wake up. Xiaoxiang inadvertently, with the wind, brushed on the low wall, hanging in front of the sunset.
Who laughed so high that the unknown birds circled? Who laughs at the rotation of thousands of wind chimes, shaking the sky from the eaves of each layer of glass? Kunming is a scenic spot (lost) ....................................................................................................................................................... ....................................................................................................................................................... .......................................... My heart is drifting endlessly with the wind, which blows away herbs, fallen leaves and a wisp of clouds like smoke.
Remember the intermittent music, the most beautiful or gentle night, accompanied by the stars of the day. On the stalk of memory, who doesn't have two or three graceful flowers, covered with emotional flowers, spreading the fragrance of wild lotus namelessly, and each petal is quiet and bright.
The wind blows on the lake, and the hair is messed up, or the water is wrinkled like fish scales. The vastness in all directions is like a dream without traces of the past. Everyone knows the picture and is immersed in the reflection of underwater memory! There is no doubt that when there will be that kind of silence; Dissolve in the spring breeze, facing the mountain and facing the river? When can I be so hopeful? Wearing new green, whispering poetry, climbing the tower and listening to the bell ring? When, when, can the heart really understand.
5. What are Lin's poems?
Selected poems of Lin:
You are the April of this world
Author: Lin
I said you are the April day of this world.
Laughter lit up the surrounding wind; Lightweight and flexible
Dancing and changing in the splendor of spring.
You are the cloud on the first day of April.
The evening breeze is soft, and the planetesimals are there.
Unintentionally flashing, drizzle sprinkled in front of the flowers.
That is lightness, that is graceful, and you are; Brightly colored
You wear a crown of flowers; you are
Naive and solemn; You are the full moon every night.
When the snow melts, you look like a yellow gosling
The first green bud, you are; Gentle and happy
In the water, you are swaying like a dreamy Bai Lianhua.
You are a flower and a swallow in the tree.
Whispering among the beams; You are love, you are warmth,
It is hope; You are the April day on earth!
that night
Author: Lin
That night, my boat was pushed out of the river,
There are dense stars in the clear blue sky.
That night, you held my hand,
The lost starry night blockade relieves anxiety.
That night, you and I parted ways,
Each of them realized the emergence of life.
My boat is still floating on the sea,
Thin masts often sway in the wind and waves.
So far, the sun has only wandered behind me,
Layers of shadows surround me.
I still remember that night,
Starlight, tears, the white river!
I still miss your farming on the shore;
Red flowers, yellow flowers and bright flowers.
I hope to reach the top that day,
Honey generally moistens memories.
On that day, I will step on an arrow with wings.
Look at your garden and shoot a complete string.
On that day, you will hear songs like birds.
That is, I am waiting for your appreciation.
On that day, you will see messy flower shadows.
That is, I broke into the border of that year!
6. Lin's famous words about being a man.
1. The answer is long. I will spend my whole life answering it. Are you ready to listen?
The seasons in the world are always changing. In spring, you left a lot of red traces, and you suddenly said goodbye. I don't want to sigh with anyone when I come back!
3. Yesterday and yesterday, beauty cannot escape the majesty of time; I believe that the most beautiful bones and a trace of soul are sleeping here by the moon as a souvenir, and the shade under the bodhi tree was last year!
No one ever said anything in August. Summer has passed, and it is not autumn yet.
I have no time to question my ideas.
6, depression, kindness-the cold flame that flashed that day and landed silently only proved that wisdom is lonely, and loneliness will eventually die in front of the wind!
7. Now even the autumn clouds and yellow leaves have been thrown into the distance, leaving only the gray sky completely lonely. Can you stand listening to the cold wind alone?
8. For people after the age of 30, ten years and eight years are just a matter of a snap of fingers, while for young people, three years and five years can be a lifetime.
9. The clear spring floats at the bottom and flows to the water surface, which is gorgeous and scattered!
10, a string of pearls is shining, and generate is childlike!
1 1, I want you to know that there is always someone waiting for you in this world, no matter when and where, you know, there is always such a person.
12, meet the person you want to meet among thousands of people. In thousands of years, in the endless wilderness of time, there is neither a step earlier nor a step later. When we meet, we can only whisper: Are you there?
13. If this thing has a taste, it is the fragrance of camphor, sweet and steady, like a clearly remembered piece of music, sweet and melancholy, like a forgotten sadness.
14, ah, be famous early, come too late, and be even more unhappy. Even if individuals can wait, the times are hasty, already being destroyed, and more destruction is coming.
15. Generally speaking, most people who have lived for half their lives have some real life experiences and original opinions. They never wanted to write it down. Things have changed and disappeared.
16, men do something wrong, but women plan how to do it wrong. Women don't think much about the future-they also try to forget their past-so God knows what they have to think about!
17, when men expect a woman's body, they care about her soul and deceive themselves into falling in love with her soul. Only by occupying her body can he forget her soul.
18, if you really commit suicide, it's over when you die, but life is more terrible than death. Life can go on indefinitely, getting worse and worse, even worse than the worst state you imagined at first.
19, clothes that are too big have another special temptation. Walking, the waves are uneven, and the waves are rising again. Where there are people, people are shaking, and where there are no people, clothes are shaking, illusory and extremely mysterious.
20. Because you know, you are compassionate.
2 1, life and death are rich, your son becomes happy, hold your hand, and grow old with your son.
22. Maybe every man has had two such women, at least two. Married a red rose, over time, the red one turned into a touch of mosquito blood on the wall, and the white one was still "moonlight in front of the window"; Married a white rose, the white is the glutinous rice on the clothes, and the red is the Zhu Shazhi in my heart.
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