Life is always the same

Night or day, life is the same,

From the cheerful swimming fish in the stream, to the vast forest,

No matter how small they are, how insignificant,

They have also performed the beauty of a lifetime with their lives.

When thunder and lightning come, then stir up the waves and listen to who is louder.

When a shower comes, then a flash flood is more powerful than anyone.

No matter how fragile the grass is, it will take root in the earth.

No matter how delicate the flowers are, they will be full of fragrance.

The heavens will call for a storm, and life will be scattered into sand,

The heavens will send down a true fire, and life will burn into dead wood.

The soul is still there, the body is still alive,

Winter goes to spring, and life is endless.

The tenacity of life can't help but move even the sky!

The thorn bird pierced the thorns for singing, and composed a peerless song with life.

The greatness of life makes even the earth tremble!

The mother propped up the ruins for her son, and used her body to build clay that would not fall down.

Those seeds that don't bloom,

Should it be buried in the soil?

Not even a spring is willing to let them sprout.

Grains that accidentally fall into the crevices of the rock,

Should it be sealed in the dark?

Not even a drop of water is willing for them to grow.

Is life meaningless because of death?

No

Death is not terrible, it is the destination of life,

Life is not mediocre, it is the glory of death.

Night or day,

I firmly believe that

Life, always.

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Say goodbye to the old chant

Wandering tonight, the long night is long, looking up at the sky, the stars are dim.

It is bleak and faint, bleak and sad, and the lake is full of shadows, standing alone in it.

Unintentionally sorrowful, unaware that the past is like a curtain, and the good times are like fog,

Leaving the world, the yellow sorghum has been spent for several years.

He reminisced about the past, ten steps and a look back, the fallen leaves and the sunset, and the flowers of the four seasons passed away,

Things are especially there, the old ones have gone to things, and the laughter is still with the ears.

I don't hear it, I don't think I don't think about it, I don't think about it,

Sigh that there is no chance to meet again, but I always remember.

Let's go, let's go, let's go, wave a cigarette, wipe your eyes with tears,

If there is no one to find, why bother with nostalgia,

It's ridiculous to appear the next day, and the dream is shocked and awake.

It's just a waste of time, and there is no room for hesitation and intoxication.

Lost and encountered, the road ahead of the confidant with me, why do I want to be tired, to go to the joy.

By the clouds, send a little hope,

May my heart remain, and the vast sea will fall,

Unexpectedly, their hearts are closely connected, but they hope that the friendship will be forever.

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You are my White Lotus

You are my white lotus, like the delicate sprouts in spring,

In my loneliest moments, it was you who sprouted from my heart.

Green and green leaves, graceful and gentle,

The giggling chuckle is the stretched softness,

Dancing in my pupils.

You are my White Lotus,

It is as beautiful as a white lotus, as flawless as a white lotus,

Temptation is like poppies, romance is like cherry blossoms.

You are my White Lotus, even if you are close to the end of the world,

Thou hast hid thy in streams, clouds, and mist,

Inadvertently washes my tormented soul.

The flickering flame of life,

It can be found everywhere in dreams.

You give me a pretty face, and I take care of your prosperity.

You are my White Lotus,

Love and fidelity are not all the essence of you, you are elegant,

O man who secretly admires you, knows that love affair that has no result,

But even if he is seriously injured, he only wants to enjoy the joy of the process.

Alone, regardless of the desolation of loneliness.

You are my white lotus, the wind and rain continue to discount your arrogance,

Lightning and thunder, you sway still gracefully,

The gloom does not scatter the halo, and the showers do not go to the fragrance.

You are my White Lotus,

The world's unique loveliness, the universe's unique strength,

The mud is not stained, the clear ripples are not demonic, it is your sublimation!

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There is no night to lose

The bleak evening breeze stopped by the lake,

The ponytail hangs around your neck.

The willow wood is dashing, and the slender branches are removed,

The eyes of mourning are dotted with tears,

The sorrowful waves are flowing, and the night is long,

Still can't see the edge is the end of the cape.

On that day, the rain poured down,

The earth is full of flowers, and the muddy water is surging and rolling.

The green silk is still there, and the white hair is old,

There is no goodbye, but it is forever!

The sudden passing of not saying goodbye for a moment,

Drain your helpless and fragile soul.

Hesitating, ushering in the remnants of the muddy nightmare,

Sorrow, like a withering lily,

Heaven softly sings an elegy,

The world loses its seven colors.

Finished?

Is this the end of it?

No!

No!

It's far from over!

The majestic green mountains, at this moment only for you to collapse,

Thunderbolt, only roaring for you at this time,

The sun shines brightly, awakening the gods of dawn,

Breaking through the sky and the haze,

Straight to your soft heart!

Warm breeze, give a thousand words,

The eyes picked up the confusion, and gradually returned to the ethereal,

Suddenly raised his head,

You suddenly look up!

finally

You finally see—

Venus stars twinkle, quietly filling the night sky, majestic,

Fireflies are constantly flying, roses are blooming on the lakeside, and greenery is pouring out.

You finally heard-

The bushes rustle the leaves, composing the lyrics of fate.

Insects are hysterical and play a symphony.

It turns out that you are not alone when you lose your courage,

The world will be completely lit up from tonight,

Silently narrate what it means to be strong,

Wish, tonight,

and the rest of your life,

Since then, there has been no death.

This poem was written to mourn the death of her mother before the college entrance examination of a female high school classmate.

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Wan Nian

The wind falls on Pinghu Bay, and the clouds overwhelm the sky and rain.

The fog cage is low, and the willows are planted in the soil.

The green bamboos are lined up, and the two birds are anything.

The group is beautiful with the grass, and I am the only immortal.

The dragon dives into the deep sea, and the fish and shrimp play on the beach.

Ride the crane to the sky, and the lonely Peng is proud.

The Milky Way captures the stars and the moon, obsessively patrolling the universe.

There is no desperation in the world, only life and death.