There are too many feelings and helplessness about writing, but in the end, perseverance overcomes cowardice, and I insist on writing until I can't write.

A poem written a long time ago, expressing the determination to bask in the dream of mold.

There is always a harvest to keep walking, and there is always success if you keep writing.

Maybe you were like me once, but hopefully now you've made a difference.

Just because there are people

Stow away by the river

A pink belly pocket

Tingting Fairy,

Imprisoned for life

Looking across the river

364 days and nights one by one

Never step out

Half-step threshold

Shuttle in the tapestry

These wonderful eyes

Tears and lovesickness

Turning stones into gold

Tethered birds birds finches

It hurts so much that let the Lord of all

Heart-wrenching

There are no words

This pale jade hand that can't be squared

Through Yaoyu

Scattered River Han

The wisps of printing and dyeing

Poignant enough to make you immortal

Worship with devotion

Bow your head and be ashamed

The mountains of Nanyang Castle

Smashed by a hatchet

Bloody dirt

Blend into the earth

Three strong backs

Wait for the sun and the moon

Place the loess on high slopes

Tread on the plains

In the galloping red dust

This shabby and indescribable wood knife

A little bit of silver

Glittering

A general who is so hot that he has been accustomed to life and death for a long time

Timid

irresolute

These shoulders are so emaciated that they can't be explained

Full of hope

Stand tall in the sky

Brave enough to make the deserters who are greedy for life and fear death

Fierce ambition

Indomitable

And a lot of literati and writers

but misinterpret what you and I mean

In times of poverty

At the time of soaring

Transcribe the matter

Prolonged

Many monks and Taoist aunts

and does not perceive the causes and conditions of the world

Before escaping into the empty door

After the anti-empty return to the vulgar

It was also published

Passed down from generation to generation

In fact

You should be like me

I don't want to drown each other in all beings

You are only a you who loves me

I just love you

A pair of children

"Extraordinary" "Dreamland"

Half of yours

There are also half of mine

Can. this

It's almost eternal anticipation

When will it end?

The machine of the weaving mill

How many more horses do you have to weave to get tired?

This is an almost eternal torment

When will it be shredded?

The waves of the heavenly river

How many more cuts do you need to cut off?

Life

Or permanently

If Heaven does not give me the day to raise my head

He will never see when I bow my head

So. Right now

My beloved wife, my online article

I pass through the vast emptiness of heaven and earth

Like many fruition bodhisattvas

Make a big wish

Life

Or permanently

This is only one big wish

Someday

I'll sit

On the horns of the green ox

With a pair of children

Kill to heaven

Let them reassess the situation

Will all the birds that fly in

Sealed

Together with you and me

Woven together into the painting

Smiling and hugging

There is no distinction between thousands of years and thousands of years

Knee to the night

Ten thousand years and thousands of years

And this day

Step by step, it is getting closer

Even though the stakes are high

I only caress my body with a breeze

Even if the weak water is thousands

I only want to be beautiful with the bright moon

Not for anything else

My beloved wife

Only for this pair of children

Just for the warmth of this world

Love each other for the rest of your life

Stay together year after year

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