Poems: Falling Flower Pavilion, the World, Red Makeup,
Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info Falling Flower Pavilion
You are like a flower in the waters
There is no trace of a thousand ambiguities
High-rise drizzle, platform pavilions
The acquaintance was suspicious of Fang Xiao
May this building be a voice
Shengsheng misses the smoke and never goes on
All is victorious in the world
It seems that the memory is gone
There is no trace of prosperity
Back to grab the alleys and alleys
The attic is like a dream
Wake up like wake up, spring is still the same
I still wait for people to return to their dreams
Spring water dreams high attic
Taiwan is like a dream, like a fantasy, like love
Spring flowers
The reflection in the water is still there
Returning to the eyes of the past stays
Books are like the past, and they are accompanied by the past
Follow the water
I know that Ye Feng is seishering
The sound is faint, and the song finally breaks the soul
For it is a flower in the water
Pian Pian is your three inches of light
A wave of three ripples clear lotus
I love the world
The flowers in the water are charming
Thousands of delicate flying sleeves return to the soul
Luo Sangbo turned back and forth
Epoilena
The still flower water world forgets the sky
Cliff Spirit
A thousand times in my dreams
Flowers in the water
Inextricably linked to tenderness
Sing a little song
Green Water World Sky Cliff
Fall into a drop with acquaintance
The earthly realm is clear
realize
I softened my thoughts into tears and melted into a touch of sand
A hundred times of the world
Once again, I have no end to it
Where do I ask?
Ask the heavens, why one of them often drops one
Heavenly Cliff Soul
Kochi, I'm a touch of red dust
I smiled and understood
2012、7、24
World
1. Designated rivers and mountains
Beauty embraces tenderness
The country is picturesque
Su drunk beauty
Strands of red makeup
Draw eyebrows and make up red
Fighting is like a robe and a red suit
Thousands of troops are in Changsha
Dust and smoke cut print red suit (lip)
There is no fear of life and death
This life and the past are hated for eternity
Tonight is amorous and has parted
Don't forget the sorrow of parting (worry)
The country is worried and hates a thousand knives
A knife rolls a thousand bewitching doors to open
The mountains and rivers have dried up
2012-10-11
People sometimes have too many unforgettable things in their lives
However, there is always one place that is most memorable
Rooted in the deepest part of the heart is beautiful and sweet
It is inseparable from life, because it is a complete part of life
The experience of life is like a cloud of smoke, but it is complete and inseparable
Full in each of our lives
The past is like the wind
In the dream, the water alley is foggy
The willows are green like silk warblers singing away
2012、10、21