"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.

I'm looking forward to the flapping of butterfly wings in the southern hemisphere, causing your summer
The typhoon of the midday dream, let the Butterflies that are released by the Secret of Sorrow
Slap, hit the doors and windows of your heart. that have not yet been fully digested
A question mark in a poem, a comma, like a little screwdriver.
Start your memory, loosen the bottle of old perfume in your bed.
Cork, and let you hear it again in storage.
The singing of the worm, the barking of the dog, the clown who lost his nose
And let you smell it again. The smell of sweat that we roll out together, the mud incense:
Deep in the depths of the lake can not be blocked by the summer night of dialogue

--Butterfly Wind Chen Li

Even though our bodies are at the poles, I'm still waiting for a butterfly's wings in the Southern hemisphere to send you a summer message.

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I don't talk about life with you.
Don't talk to you about those deep Australian thoughts
Please leave the study.
I'll take you to the vast fields.
To touch the cool water
How to irrigate the fields in silence

I don't talk about society with you.
Without talking to you about the pain of the heart and lungs.
Please leave the study.
I'll take you to the vast fields.
To visit a group of farmers
How to sweat and cultivate in silence

--Wu Yu I don't talk to you

Today we do not talk about anything, just want to breathe with the human phase freshly long natural smell.

〉〉 The story of writing land in the name of poetry

Life came to some detail
There's just a rain break.
If the wind does not wrinkle the time
At this point, you should still be in the place of being loved.
Fill the plural of various limbs
Or ordinary, the love song sings slowly
A meal for two people, dream of maintaining low salt and less sugar
The word of trust is between the lips of the ear
Say yes, just don't regret
You can sit down in order to find a noodle shop.
Cycling around half of Taiwan, and then from the arms
Out of Hong Kong. Several times, I broke down in front of your forehead.
The night that can't move
We try to refuel, and the eyes are all spark

Now, what direction are you going?
What practical beliefs can be more than being loved
And then there's no risk.
Nothing to wear and loneliness

You should be loved Shong

Let me read a poem for you
When you concentrate on counting the money.
When you're concentrating on sex.
When you're wasting your life for all kinds of waiting
When you are praised and sung in a nameless way.

Let me write a poem for you
Give you glory like the Sunrise business and Company
To give you the fleeting youth and life
To give you a bright and colorful wedding
To give you a pale and gloomy funeral ceremony.

Let me coax you to a poem.
Cry when your soul is like a baby
When you've been doing too many bad things in the dark, you're getting indigestion.
When you choose bread in the troubles of Rose and bread
Let me put a poem in your bread

Let me put a poem in your bread Yang Weichen

In the name of the poem 〉〉 Let me read the poem for you

We always love each other and meet
In the thought that each other has the quality of friends
Before, I did love.
and found
It's really just for being a regular friend.

--Chen Khawa "We always love each other meet"

〉〉 is just a friend in the name of poetry ?