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I would like to use this collection of poems to pay tribute to those martyrs who devoted their whole lives and even their lives to seeking stability and honor for us.

"Green Grass and Trees" is a poetry collection of Bei Xiaohuang. Some of the poems have been published in "Poetry Magazine", "Poetry Trend", "Green Wind", "Chinese Poetry", "Chinese Campus Literature" and other newspapers and periodicals, and were selected into "2013 China Annual Poetry" and other anthologies. The poems have won "Poetry Trend", "Mijia Cup" and "Campus Poetry Star Award". Beixiaohuang's poems are light, beautiful and lively. The tranquil words are simple yet profound, touching the soul and warming people's hearts. Because of its fresh and smart poetic style, Bei Xiaohuang's poetry is widely recognized by readers.

My youthful growth experience contains too much sadness and emotion. Every detail of my three years of youth, a poem represents a story. Growth teaches us every story, and we are the masters of every story. Life is a sequence, filled with joys, sorrows and joys. Sometimes, we will be filled with joy because of temporary success, and sometimes we will be depressed because of temporary frustration. It's just that we don't know that when we act like a child, there will always be one or two people who silently shoulder the responsibility for us and share with us quietly.

Like wisps of scattered clouds and smoke, it forms

This is a short poem praising our party

We cried we laughed we raise our heads looking at the sky Who is waiting? Waiting for the passing years A tree blooms

["The Party is in My Heart" Short Story Essay Contest] [Poetry] [Modern Poetry] [Prose] There is music and singing all over the world, and there is peace in the world. The century-old red boat flourishes in Taishan and River.

I have always wanted to have a book of my own, with my memories in it

Life is like a dream, so ethereal, fleeting, irreversible, illusory as a dream, a dream as an illusion. Half fantasy, half science fiction, half reality, half fairy tale.

It mainly talks about our development from our founding to the present, as well as our firm belief in daring to safeguard our power despite strong enemies!

A meaningful three-line poem...

One man show

This is life, living like ants

Just do it casually, just take a look

Who did you say wrote that sentence?

Hello friends, the college entrance examination is coming soon. Everyone, please do your best.

The rumbling machine tools shook away the dust of the years, and a bright red party flag stood in the depths of time and space. Each tenacious figure carries the flag and leads the times. Don't forget your original intention. I was inspired to write a poem while working in the workshop.

Casual, random and casual, aiming to record the minutiae of life.

I want to hold you and walk through the mountains and rivers for eternity!

Mountains and seas: Among the mountains and seas, you are still the only one Rush to: I rush to come for you Sugar: Every drop of beauty in my world The world: write about what I love, write about your mountains and seas

In the beginning, every gust of wind has its own home, every bird has its own branch to rest on, every drop of rain has its own lake and sea to merge into, and every piece of coal has its own furnace to release energy.

Life essays are the source of inspiration. Everything you do and see has a past.

Walking on the road, I looked at the rows of vehicles, the traffic light intersections, the tall buildings... Scenes of yellow scenes emerged in my mind. That is the color of soil, the color of my previous home.

Just emotional poems and some supernatural stories I hope you can subscribe and comment. Thank you for your hard work.

The long night is long, the lights are swaying, The long scattered shadows, the poetic heart of dreams. (Written by a junior high school student, please bear with me)

A collection of short songs.

It comes from the indescribable charm of calligraphy.

Leave the past to impermanence, just a little lonely

Not a very flashy article, a story from a person who has gone through ups and downs.

Poems in different styles, I hope readers can feel them with their heart, thank you!

The sky is clear and the air is bright, which is Qingming. Selected and recorded Lin Qingming's poems from "Shi Zheng Qing Ming" into one volume.

That year the flowers were in full bloom and you were young. Eventually someone will see your goodness, Accompany you till old age!

The evolution of a real family, a century-old abbreviation.

On the occasion of the 100th anniversary of the Communist Party of China, I would like to dedicate this poem to the great party and pay the highest respect to the revolutionary martyrs!

A small collection of poems that is updated from time to time, just write whatever you want.

People always want to write something at a certain moment, maybe just a few sentences, so this collection of poetry and prose came into being.

Pieces of true love, humming the steps away, Represent every moment with beautiful words of assertion.

An empty pavilion in a dream, a realm in reality. It looks like a fairy but also like a demon, like a ghost but also like a human being. The wine is there, the writing is done, and the writing is done

I would like to congratulate the 100th anniversary of the founding of the Communist Party of China with this article!

As time goes by, a few stories. There may be your shadow. May we all be treated gently by the years.

All the sad years have also worn the coat of joy. When it leaves, I hope relief can come sooner.

This ancient civilized country with a history of 5,000 years has gone through too much, from the slave era to the current socialism. To be able to get to where we are today and enjoy our current life is indispensable to the Party's contribution. Now that we are celebrating the 100th anniversary of the founding of the Party, we want to praise their glorious achievements!

Enjoy the pleasure of sipping a cup of fragrant tea on this quiet moonlit night. Those who read at night may understand the moon, or maybe the poet occasionally opens the page, and the first page is a chapter about you.

When the lame man was delivering the letter, he met the patrolling lunatic and exchanged a few words with him. Then he came to the yard where the blind man was guarding the door. He entered the hall and asked the fool who was settling accounts for directions. While chatting, they talked about some interesting things that the deaf heard about the mute delivering messages.

After she left that day, my time was no longer bright

I miss your dark skin Teeth as white as snow

The simple lavender sycamore flowers are not only flowers but also the taste of hometown!

Inspiration comes from life, including poems and songs

One person, one road.

Walking slowly in the drizzle, murmuring