No. 052 poem If it weren't for the Lushan earthquake

If it weren't for the Lushan earthquake

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I am amorous and ask Heaven in vain

Eguanbo brings the clouds, for whom does it not stop

The top of the tent is full of birds

Even if I hurt half of my body, I want to

Hold down the stratum like a slingshot and use the bed foot

Nail the restless earthquake and don't toss anymore

When the dog was gone, the shadow was tied to the tent

It stretched restlessly, tugging at my nerves

Get out! Even the windows

All elongated the face door, iron blue

Whose blood is dripping like a halter that cannot be closed

Muttered, sick

====== dividing line ======

The decoction swayed, lips

Said less than home, twenty years

The thoughts are still shallow, don't think it's Ya'an

The quilt is a cocoon and is tightly wrapped

The crying pillow towel hides the tears

The infusion tube was bloodless, and the voice was hoarse

The ceiling fan of the four-winged angel no longer flies

Busy with work, I can't open my door anymore

A wounded man, who paid attention to my confession

It's time to charge, the phone reminds obsessively

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If it weren't for the Lushan earthquake

Tired people are rarer than giant pandas

The buildings are alternative woods

That Saturday, the shaker shook excessively

Many people don't see the dawn after eight o'clock

Pain and loneliness, crawling all over the roof

The body temperature is also in his early forties

In my heart, I still can't cover the ice

I was sweating profusely at the thought

No one bothered me now

Finally, you can cultivate your self-cultivation

====== dividing line ======

When you are extremely weak, you can turn back time

Watch the afternoon sun

It's a huge hanging bottle

There is a sunny umbilical cord

Connect my veins

I'm full of stars

The stars are about the same as your and my birthdays

For every hope, there is a new one

It's been a long time coming, and the letters are flying around

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Think of the mountains as a small swell

Drive the building as a cow and a sheep run

No matter how deep the love is, don't set off an earthquake

Just to put you and I in two places

Dash away from the distance and stir into an island

Let me, who is a part-time worker, be remote to you who run a family

I'm fine, I can't close my eyes and wait for that word

If I live, Ya'an will not die

Ya'an is here, and the dream is there

A feast of feelings

I can always open a table in my dreams

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04-2720:46

starex11:

Afternoon sun

It's a huge hanging bottle

There is a sunny umbilical cord

Connect my veins

I'm full of stars

---- Damn, it's so godly

04-2721:12

Who unsinks the boat and replies to starex11

Alas, I am too tired, and I am sick in the spring wind and rain, and I am so weak that I am dazzled.

04-2622:38

Elysée:

I'm a part-time worker, and I'm far away to you, who runs a family

I'm a great emotional feast

Always open a seat in a dream

04-2622:56

Who relieved the sinking boat and replied to the Elysée:

The decoction shook her lips

Said to be away from home for less than twenty years

The thoughts are still shallow

- Thank you, Elysée!

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04-2901: 37 Happy Every Day:

The silver hanging bottle conveys the voice of brothers and sisters,

Sound a strong trumpet for you.

In the cozy tent, the eagle of the times is gently chanted.

The little bird is in the west area with its mother's milk,

An earth-shattering cry -

It was the birth of a new life!