Reading poetry is like a process of digesting sadness, leaving some monologue for life. Longing for you to leave a time for yourself, parting from the reality of the turmoil, the woman fans only read poems for you.

Summer is near
A kiss that is infinitely near
Warmer than a Kiss

[...]

I just want to kiss her now
Like a rookie from No timid
The first time I played an instrument I didn't know
Just want to make music happen
Who's going to listen?
Anyone can do it.

--Huang, "Let the Music Happen", "someone in the neighborhood smiled."

In the name of the poem 〉〉 a stranger kiss one! Kiss, the art of Beauty in the world

If you accidentally fall asleep in a dream,
Falling from another dream into a deeper dream
It's like walking further from the world
The shadows of time are all covered
The knife began to rain.
Mud-laden belt with sand
To erode all the songs and pictures
I will wash for you
All the complicated
All the complicated
With no tears formula

--Li Yunxian, no tears formula for joy〉, "River and children"

In the name of the poem 〉〉 write to you no tears formula

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I was lying on my bed when I was awake.
Imagine this is an island
I'm learning to rule my own

--Hunan Worm, Island

I know very occasionally, you will wake up in such a morning feeling lonely, change the idea, to feel the beginning of this bright day, to breathe the solitude of every stable moment. We are always learning how to rule ourselves, hush, close our eyes, listen attentively, the pulse of the soul.

In the name of the poem 〉〉 the last time to get along well with oneself, is when

Merry

Every bus
Feel like a whole road stop.
Is waiting for you

Spoony

Every bus stop.
All believe the buses
It's for you.

Friends

When the car collided with the car
insisted that they were each other.
Let's get to myself.

--Chai Renwei, guava love Drama

Ah, the morning of the bus, the traffic lights, the rush to fall passengers, are the metaphor of love. Every day, we are innocently staged love of the guava drama, take pains, over and over again, to love.

In the name of poetry 〉〉 love is always so silly and lovely

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Sometimes I remember sometimes.
Sometimes we'll remember that we were free
Sometimes, like a helpless poached egg, I forget to flip it.
Sometimes I remember dancing and forgot to save the earth.
　
The light of love is so bright
We can still hide in each other's shadows.
Sometimes I forget to take my umbrella.
Sometimes it's not raining when you open up

--Hung Hong, sometimes

"Remember that we were free" hey, thank you. In the rainy days, I can hide in your shade .

In the name of poetry 〉〉 love You are not afraid of loneliness