Under the sky, all the hills

Jindalai is in full bloom.

But the real river bank

Snakes and scorpions lurk

They often wait.

Waiting for my innocence

Glycol in my blood

And then in the dark

Launch a surprise attack on me

But, despite this,

I still believe like a child.

Beautiful flowers in this world

It will always bloom in this spring.

Jindalai likes Xia Yun.

Show the most beautiful clothes in spring.

I believe

God has eyes like stars.

Observe the people in the sky

It gives off sharp light.

Penetrating your insides

Ugly, mean, shameless

Insidious, diabolical and cunning

Will leave a corresponding image.

I believe

What they did before they died.

Will get what they deserve.

Buddhist theory of cause and effect

I believe the blue sky is the most beautiful.

Believe in the sea and land

Believe that the earth has existed for 4.6 billion years.

Every desert was once a forest.

Every bone was once a stone.

Evolve life from a piece of soup.

This is not an accident, but a miracle of the second law of thermodynamics.

In the increasingly desolate universe

There is no doubt that I firmly believe

We have enough time.

Singing, drawing and making movies.

Farming four seasons

Plant one tree after another on the earth.

Knit a sweater for the person you love.

There is still enough time to host the Olympic Games.

The World Cup football match will continue.

There will be another Zizan.

There will be another Ronaldo, endless gossip.

I believe in light speed and black holes.

Believe in gravity and dark matter

Believe that we are the only one in the universe.

Because in a collection,

No two subsets are the same.

In the same confusion

There won't be two identical orders.

There will never be a second blue crystal ball.

There will be no second America.

Please cherish our home.

Return the forest to the forest

Return the wetland to the wetland

Start fulfilling your promise tomorrow.

Live a simple life

Be a happy person

Cherish every drop of water in your hand.

Every piece of air, every inch of land

Cherish every minute of laughter.

Every skin blind date

I believe that before the end of the universe.

We still have enough time.

Write poetry and enjoy loneliness.

Believe in modern poetry 3 if you don't believe in miracles.

Why are you wandering in hope again?

If you only pursue a little heartfelt comfort

Then why let yourself wake up in your sleep?

If you are not strong and brave enough

Why do you want your tears to disappear in the corner of your eyes?

If you don't cherish everything

Why do you want to feel guilty?

If you don't believe in yourself

How to control life?

When we use our brains to touch the depths of this society.

The frightened heart beat an uneasy melody.

The increasingly exhausted body and mind in society.

In the curious crowd.

Those simple and kind people.

How can we pursue a trace of happiness and happiness?

Once young

We walked down the street with great ambition.

Look up and look around.

Who knows-the road ahead is confused

Touch and search on the way.

Whether it's a road or a pit.

Pain and happiness, we put our heads on our shoulders.

Because we have a dream.

I believe that hope will happen in a miracle.

at present

Needless to say.

If you are tired

It hurts.

disappointed

Please don't despair of yourself.

What everyone has experienced in life.

Those joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows, empty joy

This is a special gift from God to our life.

Believe in modern poetry 4 Life doesn't believe in poems with thousands of years of vicissitudes.

Life does not believe in poetry.

Moonlight can't hide the evil in the dark.

Meteors praise only for a moment. then what

Snowflakes in winter whisper to Mei's date.

Is it really poetry?

Evacuated font fantasy becomes a beautiful poem.

I tried to find a rhyme piece.

Still boring and incomplete.

I can't find the font after all.

Write life into a complete poem. Maybe Xue says this is fate.

How to lead to the ending in the end? I stopped writing.

Appreciate the interval between sentences.

Millennium vicissitudes

Swords in the moonlight.

Who is God when you are drunk and watch the world die?

Hui ink flowed with the landscape and soaked in the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

Solitary sail, solitary lamp, solitary shadow, narcissism

Drunk poetry is just hometown.

The lady is still thinking in the distance.

I didn't believe in poetry for thousands of years.

Letters from home written in printed form are everywhere on the stationery.

Flowers start in evening rain.

Frost on the moon beside the book

I wrote Liu Yueying with pen and ink.

The lady's mind is still thinking

The entanglements of past lives are winding, looking for what you are like in this life.

It is absurd to imitate the rhythm of Tang poetry, adjust the rhyme and rewrite the time and space.

Even if imagination is still written on paper for you for thousands of years, what's the harm?

The thin horse hurried to rush the frost on his temple.

I resolutely rode west, and you were still here.

Say goodbye to the sunset in the lady's eyes with a sword

I believe the night is coming again. It's a little scary to be quiet!

I tapped tens of thousands of times on the keyboard, and I began to miss you!

Afraid of the night, afraid of loneliness, and even more afraid of the pain of thinking about you every time.

It turns out that my heart hurts, my eyes start to blur, and I see myself crying!

Hundreds of days of loneliness have been driven away by me, just to find someone to accompany me, but I can't find a reason for you to accompany me!

A person has not made me strong for more than a year! It only taught me how to hide it!

But who knows the pain of the injured?

Actually I really like you! But I know that no one will tolerate my bad temper!

I remember chatting with you for the first time. Very kind, as if we had known each other many years ago! Very natural!

Memories are always so beautiful and so sad.

I thought no one could give me happiness!

I gave up this disappointing world, and I will never believe anything again!

However, what you gave me made me see the sunshine again!

Let me believe in this realistic society again!

I say to you: Say what you can do and do what you said!

If you are happy, I will smile happily at everyone!

In fact, all I need is your peace of mind!

There is a deep peace of mind and temperature!

Don't leave me here alone!

I'm afraid of being alone!

If one day I die, I only hope that the final destination is in your arms!

Believe in modern poetry. Actually, I'd like to believe it.

At the beginning, when you were full of lies

In fact, I would like to believe.

Pink clouds are floating in the blue sky.

In fact, I would like to believe.

When your eyes wander

When fine sweat oozes from your forehead

In fact, I still want to believe

That tree is swaying in the wind!

I really want to believe it.

When you rub your hands uneasily

When your steps are messy

In fact, I would like to believe.

It's just the bird at the top of the tree.

Spread your wings gracefully and fly away.

In fact, I would like to believe.

When you have no excuse.

pity

I should go.

In fact, I would like to believe.

Just, please give me a reason?

Believe in Modern Poetry 7 When you see someone hugging you,

When you see your lips touching someone else,

How can I forget all this?

Everything in so hard to forget? How can you not?

It hurts, I can't breathe,

Know this, but still act like a fool,

I smile in front of you, but my heart is bleeding.

Nobody knows. I was alone while you were away.

Holding the phone quietly, looking at you,

Then, crying, laughing, I don't know what I'm doing,

Scrape your arm with a blade and watch the blood leave. You said you liked red.

Dye your hair gray-black and wear a black coat every day. You said you liked black.

Standing alone on the street corner every day, watching pedestrians come and go,

As if, I have been isolated from the world.

Looking at the couple talking and laughing in the coffee shop,

Is it jealousy or envy?

I think I have had such a wonderful time.

Walk past the bridal shop and look at the white and black wedding dresses.

I think maybe I should have a chance to wear them.

But now, what do I have left?

The pain left to me is engraved on my heart,

That's great.

Who can help me?

Just a shout,

The world sucks,

What else can you believe?

I believe that eight hours after the birth of modern poetry,

Dad told me,

The red light has stopped, and the green light will do.

/

When I was a child,

Dad told me,

Be ready to help others and do more good deeds.

/

When I was a child,

Dad told me,

No matter how you learn, you must have real skills.

/

When I grow up,

Reality tells us,

The red light doesn't have to stop,

Doing good doesn't always pay off,

There is no way out if you have the skill.

/

I asked my father, why?

Dad shook his head and said nothing.

/

However, I still believe in dad,

Because, I believe tomorrow.

Believe in modern poetry 9. Believe in the future and love life.

The morning air,

Make everything noisy and complicated during the day.

Become clear and quiet in silence

Except for the cold cry of crickets in the corner

I have been wandering for a long time.

Under the filtration of the night, a little precipitation, a little crystallization.

I always think that the road is measured by hardship and sincerity.

It will make me strong.

Have the power to resist the trauma of life.

However, the alliance of misunderstanding and rights

Self-esteem and resilience were also ravaged and sobbed.

Tears overflow my heart again and again.

But I can't wash away the sadness and loss in my heart.

Life is really not a fairy tale! ?

I am like a water plant that has been drifting for a long time.

Suddenly washed away by the rapids. I don't know where to go.

The rocks ahead made me stop my tired steps.

Struggled in the water.

Accumulate the interpretation and desire for life again and again.

I know, in this long autumn night.

There is only a biting cold wind outside the window.

Can accompany me through the lonely journey.

Welcome the new dawn

After last night's lightning, thunder and storm.

Clouds in the east.

There will still be intoxicating light.

Illuminate every dark corner and shadow on the earth.

Believe it, my friend.

Believe in unyielding efforts

It is the ladder of life extension.

Young people who believe in overcoming death.

It pretends to be the scenery of the future.

Believe in the future and love life.

Believe in modern poetry 10, please believe it.

Please believe that,

No matter how hard we try to recover and struggle,

No matter how perfect laughter or endless sadness,

We will only get farther and farther away from time and closer to the years.

Therefore, every moment of life is worth cherishing!

Please believe that,

No matter how prosperous the world is, how sad the heart is.

Wherever we go, we may disappear tomorrow.

We will only get farther and farther away from time and closer to the years.

Therefore, every moment of life is worth cherishing!

Please believe that,

Whether you are in the clouds or in the abyss at the moment,

Maybe you don't know which direction to go, maybe you haven't thought about anything.

We will only get farther and farther away from time and closer to the years.

Therefore, every moment of life is worth cherishing!

Please believe that,

Whether you chase hard or give up,

No matter how hard you swim or get lost,

We will only get farther and farther away from time and closer to the years.

Therefore, every moment of life is worth cherishing!

Please believe that,

Whether you go your own way or choose to crawl,

No matter how helpless you are or how you keep crying,

We will only get farther and farther away from time and closer to the years.

Therefore, every moment of life is worth cherishing!

-Chen Yunfei-Tel: 9 12484288

The author's cool collection is here

Tomorrow, hello.

A long time ago, I was looking forward to growing up quickly.

I think that way, I can live alone without my parents. In that case, I can live a very relaxed life, do what I want and live a life I like without anyone's control and burden. Now think about how naive I was. This idea is really naive.

Everyone will grow up and slowly change from a teenager to an adult. Everyone can't be a child all the time, nor can he live in an ivory tower forever. We will all face the world and society. It is inevitable that we live in this society and this world.

So, don't fantasize too much.

Face your future and life bravely.

Have a good afternoon with courage and confidence.

Say it with a calm smile.

Hello, tomorrow.

I was young that year.

That year, my brother was still young, and a small ice cream could lead a happy life in the hot summer. However, eating an ice cream every day is also an unattainable thing. Although it only cost a dime, it was really rare in those days. Now you can eat it every day, but you can't eat the taste of that year.

That year, my brother was still young, and it was my biggest regret that there was no game machine in my childhood memory. The number of games played can be counted with one hand. I watch it most of the time. Just think about my patience at that time. ) I remember being fascinated for a while and often playing games in my dreams at night. Games are not my favorite, but my childhood obsession.

When my brother was young, there was no TV in our family for some time. When there is TV, my biggest hobby is watching TV at home. That's in my heart, having TV means having the whole world, and I can give up everything. Think about it. This is a joke.

When I was young, I thought I was smart and knew everything, and the whole world knew it. When I stepped into the society, I realized that I was not clever at all. I know nothing about this world, but I just know it.

I was young that year. ...

The last one turned out to be a joke.

Selected works of yang yi.

Winter is not cold because of you.

The helplessness of life, you may understand, just like the ups and downs of dust. Just arrived at your door, but the door couldn't be opened, leaving me alone in a daze.

Your concern can't be buried, it's firewood that I can keep warm in winter. Winter is not cold because of you, and you bring beautiful spring. I don't want to wake up, let me stay in my dream. It is better to have a dream than to be helpless. Angels can only exist in dreams, and when dreams break, they will leave.

Winter is not cold because of you, and spring flowers bloom because of you. Dreams can last forever. Now is now. I can laugh in my dreams. You got me out of the haze. The helplessness of life, you may understand, will be comfortable only if you want to open it.

Selected works of author King Kong.

"Yu Ning" also shed tears.

I don't mean to be shallow and bright, but I'd rather be crazy in the dark, look up at the distance between thoughts, have no resentment and complete confusion, and wait for the breath of silence and dust. That whisper is silent and unwilling, and the evening breeze is sad, taking away my thoughts. Forgetting what I seem to have missed, gently blowing the tip of my nose after a long separation, I shook my empty face brought by the wind and traveled all over the fragrant heart garden. Light thinking occupied my thoughts, and the gradual meditation covered up the light thinking, and the gradual meditation turned into tears, leaving only dry tears.

I followed my journey, and my shy words were engraved on the optical axis of time, the flow of the optical axis, fleeting memories and moments of memory. Do you still remember the oath of hunching in the sunset and holding hands in the twilight? The preface has come to an end. Let's petition for real poetry together. 1 128 days, how many heavenly hearts are holding hands? How many days does it ring and how many times does it smoke? Since we only count the future in front of life, why can't our fantasy vows come true? Every time I wander between ideal and reality, I will only pin my ideal on fantasy, but life can't stop, fantasy will be shattered one day, and then there will be fantasy in your bowl?

Then everyone's subconscious beautiful manor is a fortress that crushes the soul. Don't let innocence take over your reason, because one day when everything collapses, you will let a mess come into your life. There must be a bright light in a dark place, which is the light of wisdom and simple traction. But the problem lies in the helplessness between light and dark. One word is not enough!

Only the power of persistence is to find the light, and only when it is dark can it be difficult to move forward. Give yourself a chance to become stronger, because dependence can't buy the future. Because Yu Ning also tears the wind, sparks can start a prairie fire and make you grow. ...

The author's collection of essays without words.

You make me happy, I am very happy.

Today, Wendy Wang was so stupid that I put my video online. I don't know why, but I didn't answer immediately. I think if his friends see me and say that I am not beautiful, I will be sad. I still have no confidence to make others like me.

But then I was super happy. Wendy Wang is so cute that he volunteered to sing for me. About Phoenix Legend, I feel like Mu Rongxiaoxiao. Both of them are gods. I heard him screaming over there. I didn't know what to do. He doesn't know what he is happy about. His voice is very loud, and his voice is particularly inaccurate, but I smiled and I was very happy, because he was making me happy! ! And the most amazing thing is, speaking of that woman, etc., he added my name at the back. I think the song is a little ugly, but it was sung by my dear, and I like it all. His heart makes me feel particularly happy.

Actually, Wendy Wang doesn't sing as well as me! I despise and dislike the songs he chose. He was crazy enough to record a video for him. He was going crazy ... finally, he calmed down and sang "Don't talk", which was actually quite nice, but I didn't like the name. I just like you talking to me. Why don't you talk ~ ~ hee hee?

It is late at night again. I want to finish writing here and go to bed early. In the future, I will take care of myself. I can't stay up. I started to take care of myself at the age of 20, otherwise how can I live at the age of 30? There are roots everywhere ~! ! I want to bet myself whether he will remind me to go to bed early at 1 1 30, but I feel hopeless. He should forget it. He said he loved me, but he never wanted to prove it. I think he just doesn't trust my health. He sang "Green Flowers in the Army" and thought I would cry, but I kept coughing, and he didn't notice it at all. A person was completely self-indulgent. In short, I just need a little, I don't want too much.

His signature was changed to "You are the most beautiful cloud in my heart". I can be narcissistic once and think it's addressed to me …

Do you have such a childhood?

When I was young-

How many children can climb to the top of the mountain to pick flowers-

Playing with water, catching fish, throwing mud-

Holding a four-corner kite made of paper and running freely in the wind-

At that time, we were not neat, but how wide our mouths were when we laughed-

There will always be several children who are congenial in doing bad things-

Grab a handful of sand, throw a handful of dirt, cry, scare-

Hide his pencil, chop up her eraser-

Haha, the one who is hiding in the corner and laughing-

At that time-

Five-cent sorbet will make us feel very satisfied-

But, sometimes, it's an extravagant hope-

We have no snacks, no fruit, no amusement park-

Only when we are one year old will we eat jiaozi, candy, apples and wear new clothes.

That kind of childhood, that kind of expectation, is so rich, happy and simple-

We don't have to worry-

No one washes clothes when they are dirty, no one covers them when they are kicked, and nothing to eat when they are hungry-

Someone will give us all this forever-

Sometimes, we laugh silly, but silly and happy-

At school-

I really hate studying, multiplying math-

I hate getting up early and limiting the classroom-

The happiest thing is Sunday-

Now-

But I miss my head teacher and classmates who have been with me for six years-

And sitting at a desk and looking at pictures outside the window-

Although, just inadvertently think of, and inadvertently forget-

But I never lack their place in my heart-

However, we are so happy-

I hate being too young to grow up-

Looking forward to going to a place with a big house when I grow up-

That big house is called a tall building, and that place is called a city-

Grow up-

We have so much, but we seem to have lost something more important-

Is it reunion, affection, or something-

It's a pity that we can only grow up, not get smaller-

Fortunately, we have memories-