Lin's classic love quotations
We were born in this age without religion, and we are too uncertain about this death. After many days, I miss you, afraid it is all dark pain, no light, unless I also have your beautiful poetic belief!
Lin's You Are April Day on Earth.
One summer night in the mountains, I won.
Like no bottom;
Shadows, dense pine forests;
There is no light around.
There is only one lamp flashing on the mountain? Two lamps
Like the eyes of the night, the eyes of the night are watching
The wind is spreading all over the mountain.
Like to walk;
Branches and leaves that have fled to the ground.
There are silent meadows everywhere.
It's just running water, which keeps flowing in the valley.
Stone's heart and mouth are singing.
Even a static electricity, under cover.
Like soft curtains.
The problem is gone. It's at the four corners.
Fuzzy, is this a dream snooping?
The night elephant is praying and silently expecting.
Deep and gloomy piety spreads in silence.
Life has long defined her style, which is too light and a beautiful imagination.
Lin's "Listening to Songs Late at Night"
This is a rudder, so don't bother to turn it.
The most beautiful April day in the forest.
The seasons of the world are always changing.
In spring, you left many red traces, saying goodbye gently,
I don't want to sigh autumn with anyone when I come back!
Now even the yellow leaves of autumn clouds are lost.
In the distance, there is only a gray sky left.
Completely lonely, you can't stand listening to the cold wind alone?
Lin Ta Kung Pao? literature supplement
After sadness, it's all nameless grace.
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.
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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.
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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!
Lin Poetry Journal, April 2 193 1.
Don't you think that what you spend all year round is strictly an expensive purpose compared with the living standard around you outside the window? Every luxury, there is only one sadness in your heart, so those glass windows where cars pass will only make you more afraid, more empty, more suspicious and wander back and forth.
Lin's You Are April Day on Earth.
I said you are an April day on earth, and your laughter lit up the April wind; The breeze dances and changes in the splendor of spring.
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Are you a flower of a tree or a swallow whispering in the beam? Full of love and warm hope, you are the spring of this world!
Lin's You Are April Day on Earth.
You stretch out into the clear sky like a lake.
White clouds are like a first-class cold current, clear.
Let me follow Lin 'an to explore your fountain;
I still have all kinds of doubts.
Every reflection of you!
You spread like a thousand petals!
Xianyan is yours, and each petal is more fragrant.
The warm and attractive smell of flowers, accompanied by a cool evening:
I said flowers, this is a trick of spring.
To steal someone's infatuation!
You learn from books whose leaves are blowing in the wind,
Reveal your every thought; Every corner of the mind,
Your eyes look at me and you keep talking:
But I still didn't answer, and there was silence.
Embrace my soul forever.
Selected poems of Lin Xinyue
A healthy trip can not only see the scenic spots of ancient temples, but also know the simple customs of the mainland.
The forest outside the window
Dead fish are deep scars.
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But I don't believe it's still boiling,
Thought is no longer on the road, many layers,
Willing to let the passing cars and horses squeeze hard,
When it blooms from the ground, the other one is complete.
You are the reason why I sow, and also my karma.
Lin's You Are My April Day.
She smiled so sweetly and deeply,
Is it round like that? A string of pearls,
Shiny, bursting childlike innocence!
The bottom of the clear spring floats and flows to the water surface.
Brilliant,
Spread out!
Who laughs well and flowers bloom?
So light, don't wake up.
Xiaoxiang inadvertently went with the wind,
On the low wall, the setting sun shines in front,
Hanging,
homesickness
He laughed so high that this 100-story building,
Let unknown birds hover? who is it?
Laughing in the rotation of thousands of wind chimes,
From the eaves of each layer of glass,
Shake it up,
Tian Yun?
Lin Ta Kung Pao? literature supplement
The white ducks are swimming in the yellow pond.
Sorghum stems are too high,
How to insert this beating heart,
A narrow road in the field, this August sorrow?
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The hill was washed away by rain last night.
Leave another shadow to shine on the sun;
The sheep followed the shepherd into the village.
There is a well in the shade of a big tree, which looks like a heart!
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Nobody said anything in August,
Summer has passed, and it is not autumn yet.
But I looked at the fields, the melons on the earth walls,
I still don't understand what life has to do with dreams.
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Recognize this transparent body,
Leaves of wisdom fall on the earth?
Depression, kindness and purity
A cold flame flashed that day,
A leaf fell to the ground silently,
Can only prove wisdom and loneliness.
Lonely zero will die in front of the wind
Yesterday and yesterday, beauty
Still can't escape the majesty of time;
I believe that I sleep best here.
Bones, traces of the soul, as souvenirs of the moon,
The shade under the bodhi tree was last year!
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Lin Ta Kung Pao? literature supplement
Don't abandon
This passion of the past,
Flowing like running water
soft
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Under the cool and quiet fountain,
In the dead of night, on the mountain covered with pine and cypress,
Vague as a sigh,
You still have to keep it true!
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The moon is still so bright;
The lights on the other side of the mountain give the same light,
There are stars all over the sky, but I don't know where you are.
It seems that you are hanging on it like a dream.
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You want to go back to that night
You still have to believe that.
Put it in the valley
There's an echo
Lin, Ta Kung Pao, 1936 March 15? literature and art
Time is really like water. Once it is gone, the scenery you have seen may come again, but those who have passed away will never look back. Let you think about it, except that he occasionally wanders in your dreams, the rest of the time is just a trance impression. Many things in the world are actually just lies sown by time, but we are willing to persist in a lie and even recall our life.
I want to take this moment's boldness.
Calm, clear-headed
Drinking the sweet fresh dew of spring,
Wave the sword of thought,
Let's dance That glance is the sharpest.
Sharp, like snow in the wilderness
Shining in the cold light of the moon,
Spit out cold and exciting light; Chop,
Cut off the lingering during this time,
An argument with obscene meshes,
Cut out flawless transparent film,
Look at you, pure beauty,
Naked majesty.
Then step on it
Any peak climbs the white clouds.
And brocade-like light, in a
Changhong, overlooking the surging sea,
Under the quiet blue sky,
Write down my surprise and joy,
Give me the hottest tears,
My faith, sincerity and power of love,
Worship forever,
Worship before your beauty!
In May, Xiangshan
Linde Beidou
When all emotions
All converge into a sadness.
Such as small rivers, large rivers and confluence.
The vast sea, no matter
How to sprint, how to hover,
There is a strong wind blowing on the river, and large and small stone eggs,
Several counter currents,
Small port, like
That life, unintentional peace.
Avoid the mainstream; emotional
Pingbo is getting more and more sad.
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Stop, this Mercedes-Benz blood;
They don't have to relax completely.
Cause tears.
You might as well toss and turn a few times and return to the running water.
Despite all this confusion,
All this is to build logic.
Put desperate conclusions, a little bit.
Slow; Procrastinate,
Delaying rational judgment,
Will give pure emotion another hope!
Lin Ta Kung Pao? Literary weekly
Peach blossom,
The purple of that tree,
Just like a sentence in spring:
Delicate dew,
There are some.
Exquisite writing,
Light caused by lobes,
More.
Breathe gently and evenly;
With a smile,
Intentionally or unintentionally
Full of expectations for life.
Listen,
That tremor is in the breeze.
She stayed to talk again,
On the thin lips of March,
At first glance,
A glimpse of sentimental traces!
Remember that day?
The heart is the same river,
Let dusk come,
The moon hangs on the chest.
Like this Mount Qingdai,
today，
Heart is an obstacle to arrogance;
Lush,
Don't forget the sunset glow,
Huge,
But listen to the wind under your feet,
Night comes.
Lin Ta Kung Pao? literature supplement
Autumn, this autumn forest
Lin Ta Kung Pao? literature supplement
I also know how many coincidences come together to piece together the daily pattern, but I also doubt who is the master of the arrangement.
Of course, there is too much sadness in old poems; A poem is like a beautiful stock, which can be cashed at the market price! Therefore, the court flowers, red, dusk, loneliness is too excessive, and poetry often loses honesty.
Lin's Spider Silk and Plum Blossoms
Just like that, I talked like a guest, and I sipped my tea silently.
Lin's sit-in demonstration
None of us absolutely believe in the theory of destiny, but who is not surprised by this unexpected life? Why can't we feel the weakness of human resources and the limit of intelligence on the traces of many facts? Everything has a destiny, okay? Everything is accidental?
Lin's You Are April Day on Earth.
No matter how you hide it, if you want to keep the innocence of youth, years will mercilessly leave the marks of rings and wind and frost on your face.