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The first collection of poems by the poet Xinshi. It contains a number of short poetry collections, which are of reference value.

Xiaoya, Cai Tong, Qianqian, Jingzi, Chen Yue, thank you for accompanying me for three years in junior high school.

The ancient Silk Road has exuded new brilliance in contemporary times.

Follow your nature, follow your heart, follow your shape, follow the world, follow everything, follow your true self

I would like to use this article to draw people's attention to children's mental health, family education, and patients with schizophrenia.

Listen gently, the wind gently blows through the "rustling" of the green leaves

There are poems, prose, no wine, just a pure and flawless heart

I wrote a poem several years ago. People have this feeling when they are in a certain state. It is very strange.

The ancient capital of Beijing, the sunset in Chang'an, an old street, a story.

In life, many things happen every moment. Some things are engraved in the bones and will stay with you for life. The content of this book is the author's life insights, insights into nature, heaven and earth, life...

There is poetry and distance here. I don't know whether you like poetry or distance. Here I use a poem to describe the world, but you use the world to imagine the poem. Here I use a sentence to describe life, but you experience life in the words...

Hahahahaha, that's how emotions are, hahahahahahahaha

There are so many trivial things happening in my life, and these things fill my heart completely. Do whatever you want, Suying whispers, waiting for you here

There are countless vicissitudes of life, joys and sorrows in this world that cannot be written in 30,000 words. We all live in the gutter, but there are still people who look up at the stars.

Just poetry or prose, so no introduction. If you don't like it, please don't curse.

Regarding college, it is probably about falling in love and breaking up, continuing to fall in love and breaking up. You may have had a few relationships intermittently, maybe not at all, but there is always someone who has walked by your side. When you count down the time, you can still remember it clearly.

A story about chasing dreams. I have seen the grass grow and the orioles fly. After years of hard work, my innocent heart remains unchanged.

A variety of poems, including ancient poems and modern poems. Your comments are welcome.

What will you do when the light comes again tomorrow? Light has brought a colorful world to everyone, and I beg everyone to cherish it.

Life is poetry, good and quiet, true and bright, as peaceful as a dream. There is no great pattern or extraordinary thought. What is there is truth to life and sincerity to the soul, which are collected from life, brewed in the heart, and written with emotion.

In a chaotic world, ordinary people have pale voices, but in a virtual world, they can speak freely.

Farewell letters are best written to the right person during this season. \U002FHope you like it.

Out of nostalgia for the past, I record the joyful events of my childhood, so I will mention the past events now.

A record of personal growth and emotions through hazy poetry. Those who are willing to resonate with one or two people are enough

"The waves are all gone" means that the water droplets and foam stirred up by the waves hitting each other or hitting the rocks will gradually disappear. It also means that the events and fragments in life will slowly dissipate over time. "The Waves Are Gone" is a retrospective prose, mostly related to the author's own life. It records interpersonal relationships and school life fragments in his youth. I believe it will definitely inspire and touch young readers.

This work is a collection of all the poems I have written from junior high school to now. It includes landscape poems, lyrical poems and nostalgic poems. If there are new works in the future, they will be published in it.

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.