Flowers and Leaves

I See, A Bird

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It's a prison flying high. It has an endless sky in its eyes. It has an endless trestle in its heart.

Desire and direction repeat, Wings and tails are out of balance. It is the last angel in the world. It was also the first starvation in the air.

The autonomy of the soul, It will be thrown away accidentally. Its own body, It was a controlled poison.

The sun is slaughtered as cold.

The stars are burning. Similar to the blood of the heavenly harvest, It's like the Siren's ballad.

Beginning

J^/oneliness at midnight, Like a sharp blade. Scratched but no trace. Stop but no peace. It's quietly approaching behind. Like putting fire in oil. If a meteor does not fall, Darkness will not draw. Always hovering in front and back of the intersection, It seems that everything is not far. But the result is fiiint. When everything,

It has already begun. And everything, But it's just beginning.

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A Farewell Message

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I \ Iways remind myself that I can't &11 in love with you. But I don't know when. I'm already in love with you so. We are sure of each other. If one of you and I shed tears, That represents the reluctance between you and me too. People who don't understand our feelings, They also thought every line what I wrote was a lie I do. Now I miss you. Speak to you in my voice, Each of these languages has a feeling of love for you.

Poems for You

[t's a pity to find a fragrant flower in mythology. Just lament that too many beautiful flowers can not be recognized. You're as beautiful as a flower like this. People can also see you in the mirror as touching as a spring. Your smile is as warm as willow catkins in spring. When you are happy, you look fascinating like the haze in the rain. Often when I sit alone at night, I think of your beauty. But thinking of your extraordinary, I feel that my ordinary is too far away from you.

Viewing in the Garden

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tanding in front of the flower branches with farm tools in hand, I really want to be a. reclusive person. When I am happy, my mood is like the tide, even the bank can't be blocked.

When the mood is low, it feels as gende as water as the moon. How refreshing the pond and the birds are! The red flowers in the pavilion are as healthy and beautiful as their own bodies. Lift up your glass and ask the blue sky who can accompany me in my leisure time. To be a rose is as good as spring.

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Maybe Ghosts and Gods Will Sigh When They See Me

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V V hen ghosts and gods see me, they should sigh. I may not have a good chance in my Eft. Now I have nothing. It's not as good as any character or friend. There must be many pavilions in heaven. In the long night, I looked at my courtyard quietly. Candles are sad in the wind. The fish in the pond are also waiting quietly.

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Ancient Towns in the South of the Yangtze River

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I jvery tree gives the city a pleasant fragrance.

The beauty of this city is beyond words. Water shines in the sunshine. The architecture here feels natural. There are many crowing birds on the green branches. In the middle of the lake I saw the beauty of egrets catching fish. The old buildings still exist. The blooming of lotus makes people feel very real.

Sending to Mother

any people often forget her.

But today I have a good toast to my mother.

Now I think my mother is as decadent as the autumn tree. Like most people, I did not cherish her youth at that time.

Every year when I was away, I thought that my mother would write lonely words. And I'm missing her all the time.

The hearts of all children in the world are connected by God.

Believe in White Clouds

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1omorrow I don't know how to believe in white clouds. Or do you depend on me recently? I can't see the sadness I once had. Only a sound could be heard. Rise in a certain heart. The wind blew away all that was happening. In the blank time, Ask the projecting eyes* sight . Compared with the temperature of the sun, Which is more fresh and touching. Perhaps hidden in the warmth of the earth, It's the rush of blood. Clapping the smell of spring,

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White is more like a familiar greeting.

Tomorrow I don't know how to trust white clouds. Or are you closer to me? In a certain heart, I can't see the sadness of the past. Only a dream—like voice could be heard.

Gardenia Flower

in a remote place to entertain guests but worry about the lack of scenery, Fortunately, I planted a Gardenia Flower in the yard. White flowers are as admirable as beautiful jade. Compared with gardenia, other flowers are pale. Why does nature need to be combined with human aspirations? The happiest time is the best time fbr a person. Encourage all my guests to forget their unhappiness. Isn't it a pleasure to smell flowers and drink?

Let a Kiss Leave No Traces

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Like the maple leaves of autumn, Red and reflective. But the deepest loneliness.

Blooming a light, Make love warm. The end of the day's debris, Only blank pages. Still lovely warm every wounded heart.

Like the color of love, On the best day, It's not hugging each other, it's finding the feeling of coming back. Accept the scheduled touches with a vigorous mind.

Accept your temperature.

Let a. kiss leave no trace. Like a. white cherry tree, Beauty is beautifiil. But the deepest loneEness.

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A Poem Written After Appreciating the Beauty of Clove Flowers

res grow in secluded places.

They all hide their colors in deep places. Green branches and leaves grow in spring. People can't help wondering how they can't write their fragrance. Where do they swing like girls? Flowers like headdresses are so charming. I lament their freedom. Every time a. visitor comes to see them, spring has arrived. They really look like beautiful women. By the time youth passed, only hairpins were left. Now when they were young, The breeze blows like the sound of a piano, a litde sad.

Now beautifiil boudoirs can go in. But butterfly's dream always makes people suddenly wake up. Forget those sad thoughts. Let's talk about wine day and night.

Looking at the Sea in Xiangshan City

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1he prosperity on all sides makes people feel surging.

But what if the endless waves can't be in my hands?

As far as I can see, the clouds in the sky are not as high as a goose. Although the sea is endless, it is not as good as swimming fish swimming far.

The sun and the moon can be seen as a gust of wind and light ferther away. Heaven and earth are just like air.

A young man like me wrote poems on an ancient land. I don't want it to be immortal. I just want someone to understand it.

Answer a Friend's Question

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IJ ven if the quiet moonlight is sheared to the heart,

It's just that it's too short to last long. Judging friendship by the amount of alcohol you drink, It's not as emotional as the old knowledge I met in other places. When lonely, people always want to be quiet. Where is the time flowing to our youth? Now that we meet, we don't have to cover up anymore. Let's be happy in spring, a season of flowers.

Praise the Spring

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I \ warm wind from the South blows the pine branches

from the north.

Both trees and flowers are in bud. Green vitality and red fragrance complement each other. One night's spring breeze can make the world beautiful again.

Moths

in early spring we saw moths coming out.

Dancing in the warm breeze. They fly in pairs with each other. Like a lover, the heart is connected. Although like the lonely and unwelcome people in the moonlight, But they may fly in all kinds of dreams on earth. They start flying into people's windows again. Then stop by the window as if sighing at the world.

The Sigh of Spring

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1ear and apricot blossoms are about to blossom.

It's another spring. I can't help wondering how short my youth is. The overnight spring rain moistened the plants and trees. The gentle spring breeze makes the flowers grow 骚 ter. At night the moonlight iUuminates the world. Like a beautiful woman, full of charm. Spring dream is good, but there is always a feeling of anxiety. The poems of exclamation can be sung before they are

Writing Quietly in Spring

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1oo many things in the world make people feel depressed. If we could ride horses all over the world, we would not complain. Far from thinking, it's better to calm down like learning the oriole. Even now, it's much better to be naive than before. There are too many stereotypes about spring scenery. Better read a book in a warm climate. Looking at the moon at night and thinking about your ambitions, Tell me that I am not afraid of silence if I want to achieve something big.

Jasmine

its character is as tough as a pine tree.

Like a celestial vine in the sky, Spring comes and goes.

Its beauty touched many people. The landscape has become old. Who says you're not tired of it?

If visitors look at this kind of flower,

You will find it beautiful. By feeEng for flowers, I hope that people's youth will last forever.

Even when a hundred flowers blossom, You can also not be afraid of other people's jealousy. My wish is,

Let not life be consumed day and night. Let people no longer lament how difficult life is.