"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 digestion of sadness, for life to leave some monologue, every week this time, I long for you to leave a time for yourself, parting from the reality of the turmoil, the woman fans only read poems for you. (same field Gayon:"read Poems for You" to live a good life is to forget people who are better )
Always want to write a gentle poem
To a man who does not read poems and is not gentle.
Know you won't see
This is good.
But my tenderness is not complete
Sun in winter Tops
The chirping of birds before waking eyes
For moths in front of the lamp
To place an insulated glass cover
Drop cold water in advance
Sea level on board and sail towards sunset
Accept the comic book Superman
For the helpless things of the world
Broken word remnant wall
Folded into a paper plane before it was finished
Piled up on the table because
Even if the horizon has a definite
There's still a distance that can't be targeted
But you're not a fool in this room.
So I'm here to say you don't understand
This is really good.
It's all I can think of.
The most complete and gentle
I can't sleep.
I suspect you smell on the pillow.
I can't wake up.
Like a pilgrim who's late.
God is dead.
Still waiting in situ
And I don't want to get better
Don't want to be like you.
Know how to Forget
You are still my troubled times.
Even though I'm no longer
--Xu Peifen War
I started counting down the clock.
So when it comes to blame,
I'd say he died too deep.
It's so transparent, it's like.
The Thin Soul
--and so on, whether he
has been pressed to release the soul
There's only one empty shell left.
He may be already running.
Maybe on the way back.
Maybe in the copy.
Turn a wrong corner and wait
Like a classic road nerd.
It's like my logic.
No matter how you write down a new macro
will appear error
And then he died.
So I stopped casting.
I can't say
When he was debuff.
is still saved, like we
We're all still saved.
I saw my delay of 2000 milliseconds.
My resurrection is like the East Grip Lake Fire Ball.
And then he died right in front of my eyes.
Now that he's dead,
Then I don't have to chant anymore.
Now that he's dead,
Then I guess there's nothing I can do.
--Excerpt Song Shangqi ' and then he died.
I'm totally in love, breathing
Life does not automatically show the shape of a literal
My life has crossed a chrysanthemum from yesterday
The fence with the bamboo
Involved in the morning mist
Xiefengxiyu question: There is spring
Chilly mind? I envision a revolution in today.
But keep quiet and ponder:
The meals are over.
Sorry for the dishes and repeatedly
It is correct to confirm that the direction is light. Help me with my work.
Looking----the dream of the jade
I'm disappearing, just what I want ...
I want to glory my idea and mentality:
My dreams are polite and modest.
One step, one footprint, and I'm bound to die.
Go all out to live
Until you recognize yourself in the totality:
I'm so glad I was wrong and I dared to argue with my life.
Seek to reverse ... I want to take off
God knows absolutely
Awake, also continue to feel
--Li Jinwen (quiet to sudden)