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Set aside three acres of land in your mind. Plant an acre of flowers and give them to your sweetheart. An acre is the sea, inclusive of all. Bury your original intention and be yourself!

What I dreamed about at night There is love, childhood and illness There are thousands and thousands of things in this world There is still you who has not yet arrived

The collection of poems contains the main works of the poet Ma Ping'an during his boyhood. The works show different poetic styles, making life as perfect as poetry in the intertwining of love and hate. When you gently open the title page, you will gain the philosophy of life and realize the true meaning of life.

You can drink a thousand cups of wine without getting drunk. Li Bai is so proud that he is drunk with love. This is how life should be

This is my first time writing a life essay, so I may not write it well...

The poems I wrote before are now published. I just hope there will be a place to preserve them. That was a dream in the past.

The love of flowers can only be understood by those who understand it. When I was writing a novel, the gardenia next to me stayed with me. Morning, noon, afternoon, until evening.

The author uses poetry to express some of his personal experiences in his senior year of high school.

Introduction: Personally written poems and prose, as well as nonsense words said to make up 20 words.

I am a college student and have been writing poetry since junior high school. I also like to read some works by everyone.

"Seeing Flowers in Early Summer" Text\u002F A tree has no leaves in the smoke, but a few hints of fragrance can be smelled. In the small courtyard, I was taking care of my hair and lingering under the tree of hope for you.

Each chapter is a short story, and behind each short story there is its own protagonist, and each protagonist has his own unique experience.

If you say my poem is poetry, it is poetry. If you say it is miscellaneous writing, then it is miscellaneous writing. I just do what I want to do.

When you think of Abing, what is the first thing that comes to your mind? It's Sui Ran, a poor bastard who suffered from syphilis and suffered a life of downfall. We are still weak, helpless, sad and angry ordinary people who were oppressed by the old society.

This is about the past when a boyfriend and girlfriend met, and it was the beginning of fate.

I don't know which winter it was again, but the snowflakes flying all over the sky disturbed the world and messed up the world. Pieces after pieces fell to the bottom of people's hearts, washing away the dirt of prosperity and the brilliance of humanity. Under the blue dome, in the majestic Potala Palace, in front of the exquisitely carved windows

I usually write some limericks when I have nothing to do. They are purely original. Please forgive me if the writing is not good. I hope everyone can support me.

This episode is planned to pay tribute to "Cultural Journey". Please forgive me for any inaccuracies, Senior Qiu Yu.

Ever since I was born, there have only been walls around me. Every time I get older, they widen a foot.

I don't know where the love comes from, but it goes deeper and deeper. The longing that lingers in my heart is the driving force of my life.

Ten original lyrics, each one is a story, a memory of the beautiful past.

52 love letters to write to someone. . . . . . . . . .

It's just some personal insights into life. The style is uncertain and the update period is uncertain. It doesn't matter if you like it or not, just don't spray it.

Poetry and prose are the best chicken soup to purify the soul, like a cup of light tea.

This is a chapter inspired by life, recording the author's insights on the road of growth. Use striving poems to inspire readers to face challenges bravely, pursue self-transformation, and deliver positive energy.

Simple love, but it can express what I want to devote my whole life to!

The wind picked up. We too are like the wind. We walked through the forest with whirling leaves. Feel the breath of the wind by the crystal clear river. Imagine the distant scenery on the endless road. Running in the wings of the setting sun and wind, the wind is the gentle smile on the corner of your mouth, the clouds are the corners of your faded and shabby clothes; the wind is the call of the wanderer walking farther and farther away, the clouds are your melancholy and shallow frown; the wind is the ice heart you weaved for me in the hot summer, and the clouds are the warm quilt in the wind on the snowy night. ... I'm in Shenzhen. "Well, we are all in Shenzhen."

Record life insights! Gathering every bit of life! Share your journey!

All good things can be created, as long as your works don't fall into clichés.

Poems, ancient style essays, etc. Nothing to say, just leave it like that, eh... Huh? Um!

After experiencing confusion and depression, find the direction of your heart and move forward regardless of the cost.

Feel life with your heart, the wonderful fun is just waiting for you to discover!

There are some things in life that we may have forgotten, but they will always follow you

Many people say that poets are elegant. Although I have not written many poems, I have been reading poetry for more than ten years. I think that poems that are close to life have more practical value. From poems, I can gain a correct view of life and life, and a correct view of life and life is the ultimate meaning of poetry.

Written out of boredom. I like short poems and prose very much. (I hope you all like it and leave comments, thank you)

I just wrote it myself. My writing style is not very good. If you like it, please read it. Thank you.

Essay poems about human emotions and life. . . . . . . .

Listen, it's him, remote and peaceful, beautiful and meditative Listen, it's her, An Ning wants to make peace, reshape the vision

They are just simple love poems and songs written in daily life.

If we only meet for the first time in life, why bother to be sad about spring and autumn (self-created essay collection, please don't criticize, thank you)

Praise the teacher for his noble image of responsibility as a teacher and an example.

The epidemic will pass soon! Like spring, it may come late. But never absent! Also pay tribute to the heroes working on the front line!

To those youths I once lost. Although, youth is still there.

You will definitely be very good and have a lot of happiness as compensation.

Tears on a cold night are even colder when the snow is cold, why should we eat jade, eat rich clothes, and live together in the wind and rain in the previous life? The beauty of the eyebrows is vivid, the temples are faded, the lights are still there, the helplessness is heavy, and the desire in the arms is to warm the love in the eyes.

I want to live my life like a poem I want to write my poetry like my life

Those more beautiful things seem to only exist in fantasy

Prose essays, mood words, travel time. Find a place where your soul rests.

Every bit of life exists in these bits of pen and ink. Now please write, seize this little time, let you write...

There are little stars, scattered here and there, and there are those indescribable mixed feelings. Calm down, rationalize your numb thoughts, dilute the bitterness and sadness, and think about it, the mixed five flavors are life.