Author: Tang Tang (Le Yun)

On this day, as soon as she opened Douyin, Xue Jie found that someone had Aite herself, and she clicked in to see that it was a poem written by depression and given to herself.

Nanxiangzi

@雪洁

Unintentionally dancing skirt waist, last night's style was amazing

The beauty of the color fan smiled and shook slightly

Tactful and clear, the shadow is slender

Wearing a cheongsam in the moonlight, I watched the fairy posture into the painting bridge from afar

From now on, a song is upstairs, Xiao Xiao

I don't know who Red Sleeves is for

- Depressed Child

Wow, it's beautiful! Xue Jie was so excited that she hurriedly liked and commented. Xue Jie didn't expect that depression would send her own words, and she would also be able to Aite herself, so she was happy.

"Thank you, it's so beautiful", after liking and commenting, Xue Jie didn't forget to send a private message to Depression, thanking Depression. "It's okay, you're welcome, if you like it!" Depressed and snowy.

"Brother, wait for you to be free another day, and we'll write a poem together, right?" Xue Jie quickly typed small words on her phone. "Okay!" I agreed with a depressed heartbeat. "However, my style may not be the same as yours," depressed opened the conversation to Xue Jie for the first time......

After the chat, Xue Jie's heart was as sweet as honey. In addition to her friend Liu Zihang, depression is the first person in Xue Jie who has a desire to chat. Moreover, he is particularly sunny and cheerful, and Xue Jie believes that he is as good as his ancient poems and is a person who can be trusted.

Life is still the same, and in addition to studying, students are busy with their own work. Xue Jie is free and likes to stay alone in the dormitory, sitting away from loneliness and loneliness. On this day, Xue Jie opened the diary full of thoughts. Gently ink a small poem: "The starlight is gone, and the thoughts are burning." The evening breeze kisses the care. Ink and paper, love for a long time, and a warm heart. The acacia that goes into the bones combs the ultimate tenderness. 》

After writing it, I sent it to the poetry group. Soon, the group owner sent a comment.

"Your poems are very well written, but they are a bit verbose, try to write a little more concisely in the future, don't be too verbose." The group leader, Nan Yu, commented on it.

"Well, okay, thank you brother for your advice, I also found that the poems that are too long and verbose are not liked by readers." Xue Jie replied. "Yes, the essence of poetry lies in its refinement, simplicity, and profundity, so that it can resonate with readers." Nan Yu Allure began to instruct Xue Jie,......

"Okay, thank you, brother." Xue Jie is very happy to have a master to guide her.

The rest of the time is always spent in a trace of joy and hope. With the mutual learning with more poetry friends, Xue Jie's writing level has also improved more. Every day, I first send my works to my friends in the group to discuss, and occasionally if I can't make up my mind, I send them to my master Moon Shadow Yunmeng, and ask the master to help guide me, and since then, the poetry has made great progress.