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Inspiration will make me write a poem or chapter, combining what I want to express with real-life situations and emotions, and write it in it.

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Some of my random poems

Washed away by the wind and drifting sand, it has been ups and downs for hundreds of years. As time goes by, flowers bloom and butterflies bloom, for whom can the beauty be as beautiful as it is? I hate the long song, three or two places, dusk sun and spring snow. I know you, I should be on good terms with you last night and tomorrow. The sky is beyond the clouds, and the slanting light is rolling back. If you can't keep it, it will always be the moon in the water. What's the use of the palace in the sky? A stranger in the water, parting from others.

Write down every bit of life in poetry and have fun talking about it.

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Humanity's crazy plundering of the earth's resources has led to an environmental crisis on the earth. The starship civilization returned to the earth tens of thousands of years later and built a new global village. Light Messenger Jiujiu travels across thousands of rivers and mountains in search of human relics...

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Traveling across Jiuzhou and enjoying the world, achieving great achievements and finding old friends

If you make a wish on Venus, think about what kind of happiness it can bring to you...

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One day, one afternoon, the weather was so good that it made people feel dizzy. I saw many colorful circles pulling a ball of ashes spinning in the air. My mother suddenly rushed out and ran to me and said: "The clouds in the river have turned into pieces and have been completely baked by the sun, my child!"

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The white clouds spreading in the sky are like sonnets on the blue poetry paper, and each one is filled with tenderness and romance.

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The ink marks climb up the veins of the leaves, leaving this broken leaf to drift in the world of rivers and lakes.

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Breathtaking sentences

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The sea breeze spreads the boundless propaganda paper, and the waves are the lines of poetry we write. Every time the tide rises and falls, we recite this long chapter of love that will never fade.

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I burned away the ink fragrance of my poem manuscript, The stars blooming from the ashes, It is a light left to the world.

I personally like Chinese classical poetry, and I also like modern poetry with artistic conception, especially short poems rich in philosophy. I also have the habit of writing poems and lyrics. Over time, I have some words. Although they cannot be called good, they are based on what I have seen, seen and felt. I do not reject them and have recorded them here.

This is a book that grows slowly in the folds of time, recording those moments that are washed away by time but not completely taken away - the dusk in an old street, an encounter at a strange station, the faded letter on the bottom of a camphor box, a name that suddenly comes to mind but is forgotten. Wandering on the boundary between memory and reality, looking back tenderly on the past and sharply aware of the passage of life. When the familiar mountains and rivers begin to subside, how should people find their own coordinates in the quicksand-like years?

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It doesn't hurt to discover that ordinary things are also beautiful.

The story is long and life is short. The flowers and plants in front of you are not concerned about their appearance in the prosperous times, nor are they worried about withering and withering, they just happen to be just right now! ! Paranoid and weak, publicity and timidity, so what? Time is a long song, yellow beam is a dream. You are a long march of events unique to you! Don't be afraid! Come on, the mortal world is not enough to make you cry and worry!

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Preface When the rust of the gears begins to write star paths, and when the prisms of salt crystals reflect the patterns of synapses, we finally hear the whispers of the universe and the resonance of our hearts in the ruins of industrial civilization. This collection of essays is guided by the wanderings of "falling", deciphering the code of existence amidst the clatter of rusty gears, and capturing the glimmer of cognitive leaps in the radiation field of falling stars. We have been trapped in the cage of language for too long, but we have forgotten that the radical of every Chinese character is the fragment of a supernova, and the punctuation of every philosophical sentence is the Adam's apple of a black hole swallowing light. The book's "Rust-Colored Dawn" to "Ultimate Unity" is not only the transfer of geographical coordinates, but also the escape of consciousness from the carbon-based prison to the cosmic holographic network - witnessing metal nirvana in the radiation fog of Chernobyl, touching the quantum state of memory in the salt crystal caves of Bolivia, and decoding the gravitational collapse of semantics at the event horizon of the Cygnus black hole. This is not a journey to find answers, but an adventure that allows the questions themselves to become a star map. When "self" fissions into tens of millions of parallel existences in the quantum foam, and when the rational rails twist into a Möbius strip in the entropic universe, we will eventually understand: Under the ruins of all cognition, there is an unnamed starry sky buried. May you find your own star grammar in the rust and crystallization of words - that is the love letter written by the universe to every awakened person, with pain as the punctuation and epiphany as the rhyme.

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My story starts from here

I look at the deep shadows of the moon sea and think of my love for you, Just like the depth under the moonlight, there is no end in sight.

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Empty a glass of water and refill a glass of water

Listen to a melodious song of indifference, as leisurely as heaven and earth.

Introduction to the book "Quotations from Taixu Prophecy: Nine Realms of Quantum Poetic Heart" With "Book of Changes" as the bone and Quantum as the rhyme, the nine-volume oriental poetic universe is cast. Zhuang Zhou showed the quantum superposition state of fluttering butterfly wings, Lu Yu used a tea spoon to stir the mystery of the rise and fall of tea soup, and Hui Neng's Zen verses fissioned and revealed the possibility of epiphany during observation. Each volume is an independent quantum poetic realm: the pine wind is the uncollapsed sound of the piano, the stone eye of the Duan inkstone condenses the parallel ink marks of the "Orchid Pavilion Preface", and the mythical beasts of the Classic of Mountains and Seas appear in an auspicious superposition state. Nine classic characters incarnate into quantum beings, connecting Eastern wisdom such as the Tea Sutra, Tao Te Ching, and Tan Sutra, and transform natural images (truffles, tea soup, dewdrops) into poetic codes of wave-particle duality. Reading is observation - every word is a possibility waiting for collapse. As far as the reader can see, in the fresh and natural folds, everything resonates through words. The score "∞? Qing" symbolizes the eternal entanglement between the poetic heart and the universe.

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Poems from life, each one expresses feelings

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Happy or unhappy, smiling or not smiling, the wind has passed, the rain has stopped, the sky has cleared, and time has passed quietly.