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
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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
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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!