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In time, you and I are both scavengers of life, looking for our own beauty!

My hometown is in the Taihang Mountains. The mountains are high and the roads are far away. With the development of the times, people have gradually left the mountains. There are not many people left in the village, and most of them are old people. There are many persimmon trees on the mountain. They used to be a money tree for the village to get rich. Now no one cares about it. Whenever the persimmon trees are full of red persimmons and no one cares about them, I feel a little inexplicable.

I just write a few things on a daily basis, it's nothing much. If you're interested, just take a look.

Written for one person, it all started with her, ended with her, succeeded with her, and failed with her.

The New Year is getting closer and closer. Some people always feel that there is something missing in the New Year, and some people feel that each year is getting weaker and weaker. Is the New Year really getting worse every year? This year we will talk about this topic in depth.

Recall the past and cherish the present. Cherish every minute and every second.

I have a sudden inspiration and want to write a poem. I may not be good at it. Please give me some advice.

It is bold and bold, sometimes ups and downs, sometimes unremarkable. The poems show all kinds of life.

One said: It's a long way to go, I'm thinking of you. He is in every corner, keeping me safe. What you have known all your life, you will keep for all your life. The second said: You are safe, I hope you are worried, but the sky is shivering, you feel pity. I look forward to waiting for you three times and see you with a beautiful face. I will definitely live up to you with your beautiful face.

In your youthful past, there must have been someone who made you humble enough to be in the dust and still be willing to bloom flowers for her.

There are all kinds of absurdities and beauties in the world, how many have you discovered?

Like is like, whether it is a blatant preference or a silent crush, every like has meaning.

It expresses the beauty of life that uses reality as a framework to simulate the illusory scenery and is intended to beautify the objects, scenery and sequences.

Twelve months, twelve stories, always with the four seasons If you don't have friends to follow you, you will be frightened. Suijun grass, love vine, sorrowful heart flower, thousand-year-old tree Worry at the end of the month, constant worry. I mourn alone and sing songs of hate.

This is a collection of new-style poems, old-style poems, and poems written by Pujiang-born writer Jin Yingtian (pen name: Jin Xiang, Changle) over the years, and has the copyright (Zhezuodengzi 11-2020-A-23542).

Beautiful articles, documentary, essays, miscellaneous discussions, short poems; Like a song, like a spring, like wine, like tea; Friendly and simple, it is comparable to ancient pottery and jade, and its philosophy is mysterious and mysterious; My dear friends at home are like a scroll with me.

A series of essays based on the ups and downs of real life, with wine and stories. Will you come?

It might be okay to post some of the poems I wrote before here. . .

Everyone is a poet, everyone has his own life, and every life is wonderful.

One sleeve contains two poems about the wind and moon, and the two sleeves are very talented and crazy. Music, chess, calligraphy, painting, tea, poetry and wine are all related to spring, autumn, winter and summer.

I would like to write this article to commemorate my absurd and ordinary youth, and to collect the emotions and enthusiasm of life. The sky is high and there is no rain, the sky is clear, and there are surprises hidden in the vast years.

The 1035th day of searching for so-and-so, to commemorate and remember.

Look at the relationships in the world dialectically and turn complexity into simplicity. The world is originally simple, just because you want to make it complicated.

The Sapphire Case · New Year's Eve The east wind blows thousands of trees into bloom at night. More blowing down, the stars are like rain. BMW's carved cars fill the road with fragrance. The phoenix flute sounded, the jade pot turned light, and fish and dragons danced all night. Moth snow willow golden strands. The laughter is full of fragrance. People searched for him thousands of times. Suddenly looking back, that person was there, in a dimly lit place.

If there is an afterlife, I will be a ray of wind and travel to famous mountains and rivers, rivers and lakes, and see the joys and sorrows of talented people and beautiful women. If I see someone I like, I will walk away, taking away the fragrance from his hair. I will look across the world and grow old with you.

There are so many things in life that confuse me. Is it right or wrong for me to come into this world?

Fragments of words from different places, each page is different; and what is presented above is not only the deepest answer in the reader's heart... What is included here is only what others have seen.

This is a poem that records the heart and soul. No matter what kind of era this is, everyone should have a poem of their own and write a song dedicated to themselves.

He can't write poems and dare not sing songs. He herds horses outside the Great Wall and asks about flowers in the south of the Yangtze River. Nalan Rongruo and Cangyang Gyatso are both sad and difficult to draw, but what are their true feelings? Scattered melancholy, occasional good sentences, thousands of notes, just for thinking. If you come, I will serve you tea. If you meet a close friend, I will sing in my heart.

It rained heavily that day and I was in a terrible mood, but I looked up and saw the girl smiling at me under the blazing sun.

Along the way, there have been ups and downs, what else have you not experienced? Do you dare to say that everything goes well?

Life is not just about the present, but also about the poetry and dreams in the distance.

"Collection of Quotes about Nana: A Collection of Sentences in One Room" is the first original serialized sentence collection in China. The entire sentence collection is divided into two volumes. The first volume contains sentences in various styles, and the second volume contains sentence segments in various styles.

Every day, every moment. Every day, every moment. I love you. I miss you. I love you. I miss you.

"Rainy Night Collection" takes you through classical Chinese prose, poetry and distant places, and enjoys beautiful scenery together.

Original love poems, lyrics and more! It is the perception of life and the experience of life!

My teenage life is full of mystery and legend... So I recorded every bit of my life.

I write as I feel, and even if it's my first time writing, I'm not very good at writing. Anyway, it's very impermanent.

Life is both bitter and sweet. Bitterness is there. Life is not easy. You have to work hard. Sweetness is there. The world is big, and I have seen her.

Poetry comes from life and is recorded in Gan Yi's Bailu Meiji. .

Life is full of seas, mountains and rivers, but nothing more. Write some of your own insights and sentences, that's all. Maybe it's a diary...

To the young man! Come on!

My yearning for Nanshan goes beyond what I can see in front of me. I love it, and I can't let it chase me. I can just watch it from a distance.

I just wrote some random stuff when I was bored...

A poem written for teenagers, I hope readers can appreciate the beauty of poetry.

Prose poems written by teenagers, poems record life! ! ! ! ! !

A mediocre person who writes, a ridiculous and heart-warming story. I hope it can cure the loneliness and confusion you and I share.

This prose will bring you unique feelings and pleasure of reading.

When you have nothing to do, think about and review your gains and losses over the years, and record them casually.

Poetry, wine, years, wind, moon, sea of ​​clouds, flying flowers, falling rain, white deer, solitary wild goose, ancient road at the end of the world, long love, short dreams