"There must be injustice and sadness in the world, but through verse, grievance and sadness can be converted." "Chiang Hsun once said so. Reading poetry is like a process of digesting sadness, leaving a monologue for life, every week this time, I long for you to leave a time for yourself, the absence of the reality of the turmoil, women fans only read poems for you.

His former further 234
She's high fives 234
Peripheral Corner
At the same time each
Silhouette in the Mirror (cushion step) 234
Kissing is less elegant
Holding hands is too superfluous
So they
Pass a flower
Paper Roses compliments 234
She smiled (this pair of dancing shoes began to squeeze feet) 234
He's got a waist. (Will the car be towed out) 234
The shadows are long and short.
But the music's not over yet.
Continue relative maneuver
Till the end of the day
Before the end 234
They can't end 234

--shall We Dance Yan Yun

Love has passed the bridge
Last night the light was shallow
It stands outside the wall, wearing a pattern of awn shoes
We're not going to the lake.
(full of rainbows, filled with love)
We are in the wind and frost to wipe the face
Put tomorrow's mist on your summer straw hat
I wake up from the flowers
The homesickness that ravaged the drunken universe
Let me cut my arms and irrigate your July hibiscus.
I'm dry as a straw
I stand here and bask in the sunshine of the season.

--Yang Mu Deyi's three

In Sunday, I was sitting in a corner of a Shing iron stool in the park, enjoying a lunch bought from a fast food restaurant. Chew to chew, suddenly think I have not heard the chicken barking for several years.

I tried to use those bones to make a bird that could call the sun. I can't find the vocal cords. Because they have no need to crow. Work is eating constantly, and they produce themselves.

In the light of the human-made sun
There is no dream
There's no dawn.

--〈 Chicken-Commercial Poultry

Yesterday I walked along the river bank
Stroll to
Where the Reeds Bend to drink
The chimney, by the way.
Write me a long letter in the sky
It's a little sloppy.
And my heart.
As bright as the candle in your window
Slightly ambiguous
The potential of the inevitable
For the sake of the wind

It doesn't matter if you can read this letter.
The important thing is
You must be before the daisies have all withered
Get angry, or laugh.
Find my thin fir from the box.
To comb your dark and soft charms
And then with the love of the whole life
Light a lamp
I'm the fire.
may be extinguished at any time
For the sake of the wind

--Because of the wind, Ralph.

If I miss you, just because of the wind

Through the window showers
My will is clear.
A night of ice and snow, into mist
Float around the fish ...
(The whole age is Daozu)
So I bought a dumbbell.
To exercise a healthy body
This kind of thing, also only dare to tell you)
Put the dumbbell on your chest
Put you in my heart
Exercise begins.

--Exercise whales to the sea