The wanderer hurriedly stepped on the Qingming Festival, and his thoughts were full of affection. ”

It's another year's Qingming Festival, and this year's Qingming Festival is also very special.

Let's send two original poems to everyone, and also to this special Qingming Festival.

To the hero Li Wenliang

—— South Gate Seat

Flowers fall and shake branches,

The shallows complain about the tides.

Rumors that the plague is coming,

You are just waiting for leisure.

Autumn comes to fruit,

The water recedes and the fish appear spontaneously.

Right and wrong are in the heart,

Don't forget the "whistleblowers"!

Black and white

- South Gate Seat

Dark Night: It is clear that such a despicable and filthy thing can be done in broad daylight.

Daytime: It's all thought up at night.

Dark Night: People are so busy and manic during the day, and only when the night comes, it is most comfortable to be in bed.

Daytime: The body is comfortable, but the heart is "stirring".

Night: I kind of understand that night and day are only superficial, and the essence is real.

Daylight: No! You still don't understand. In fact, there is no such thing as black and white. It's like a person who is glamorous and impeccable on the surface and essence of something, but the negative side will not be invisible to you.

Black Night: Well, it's like you don't understand my blackness, and I don't know your whiteness.

Daylight: No, no, no, my white is visible, but your black is the invisible "black".

Chapter 26 of "The Lust of the Sea of Sin" The Dharma is boundless Maybe one day It's in the hand, please wait a moment,

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