"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.
The first leaf of autumn leaves
How he abandoned his life to kiss the land.
The seeds in the damp
Thought I was in the warm soil and tried to sprout.
I was loved, too.
Be loved by the whole world
Be Loved by the sun
Loved by the waves that hit the floor
Be loved by a soft, lying meadow
Loved by the moonlight in a white feather
By the Summer Breeze
Almost lying on the back of the wind, traveling together.
Although often
To sing to myself alone
I am the child of the world
Somebody's favorite kid.
--Lin Wanyu children of the world
Sunny you push away all the clouds
Feel open inside you
To bask in a momentary light
--yeqing, light
I like that I'm naked.
You, too, are naked.
Looking at each other, obese and emaciated
Without being disgusted.
Our love Shand.
The blow of a little disillusion
Upward Shi
The tail is wet, and it's on the side of your face
I don't want anything at this moment.
The water was pushing, and it was surrounded
I don't feel the body.
The faster you jump.
A lot of thoughts coming out of my mind when I close my eyes
Is that what I can load?
Think of this, tired then swarmed
Or get up quickly
Dry those tears of the skin
Dressing, keeping warm for cold's heart
Often
We drove, went up the hill, and lingered Wenquan Township
My heart is in the hot spring carrying a floating load
Eventually they all flow away
We have been cooked by the spring water
When I leave, I sleep
--Lin Wanyu Wenquan Township-Beitou Hot Springs
And hug your blooming ribs
Like a glass of ginger down
The night that warms my rock candy
If the promise is the island, not the flying bird.
We decided to overlap each other's time and cook.
And cook it into a stronger skin and meat.
When two belly buttons can't help kissing
The night is no longer the background
The body is full of light, through the end of the shadow
No one's ever going to fall for the last time
--Emotional Lu Ying Fish
You do not want to grow flowers, you say, I do not want to see it 1.1 of litter.
Yes, in order to avoid the end, you avoid all the beginning.
--Gucheng (avoid)
When every flower has withered, we are still longing to appreciate it.