(90) Two poems
Don't (April 2004)
quietly
I'm leaving
Never again
I don't need you to write me down
I just want you to forget me
I didn't leave anything behind
There is only one piece
blank
See Xiao Lao again (April 2004)
After a few years of happy encounters, it is important to step on the spring breeze in a middle school.
He spoke generously and said that he was patriotic, courteous and civilized.
He is still strong in his old age, and he has been plowing for a long time.
The fertile fields are green, and the sunset is red at night.