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It's just a dream. But I want to have no regrets. I am determined to stay true to my original intention!

I can't write poetry I just watched silently I can't sing I just listened silently I can't express perfect love I just pray silently

I wrote a few poems on a whim with my own style and taste. They are poems with leaping thinking. In the eyes of masters, they may be just scratch paper, but I wrote them with my heart. I will study hard and strive to produce works that can be published in elegant halls. I just want to share it with you, what if these "papers" can give you inspiration? ???

Poems, essays, and wild fantasies drift with thought.

In the past, I would write essays on paper and then lose them. Now, I write my essay here, maybe someone will read it. Essays, poems, reposted essays... The writing is clumsy, so please include more. Thanks to my editor for giving me the qualification to sign this short story. If there are people with the same hobbies, you might as well communicate. Blue and white greetings, thank you all. ...

My home is in front of the mountain, my heart is in the sky, and my poems are in my heart.

When time passes quietly, our memories of our parents still remain as the vigorous figures of childhood, but we never realize that they have grown old...

Life is not just about leisure, but there are also poems and distant places. It is said that deers can be seen when the forest is deep, and whales can be seen when the sea is blue. Inspiration comes from every bit of life, and everything is done according to the heart.

Ellie always dreamed of becoming a princess, and one day it actually came true, but it seemed different from what she imagined...

If you are a fish, don't miss the heights of the sky. Your life will just grow in the water and you will not be able to swim out of the world enclosed by it. Because you are a fish, you cannot get rid of your fate in the water. Your life does not have much excitement and you can only despair in the expectation of the water. You are really a fish, but you yearn for the freedom of flying. What else can you look forward to in your life? Weave the wings of your dreams just to fly. In fact, you are really just a fish, a fish who longs to fly, a fish without wings. You are still waiting in the loneliness of thousands of years, just waiting to put on those wings, fly away from the constraints of the water, and fly with your life.

After I came into contact with poetry in 2016, it got out of hand. I often posted on QQ space. A friend suggested that I register an account to write, and I happily did so.

Inspiration is a science. No matter how good people are, no one can understand it or learn it well, thus forming an independent discipline "success study". Inspirational learning is not only to activate a person's desire for wealth, but also to activate a person's life energy and awaken the creative enthusiasm of a nation. Losing creativity is the greatest tragedy for a person or even a nation. And inspiration is to let a person regain this power. Inspirational does not mean that a weak person can replace another person and become a strong person, but that a weak person can stand shoulder to shoulder with the strong person and have comparable vitality and creativity. Only the power that unfolds from the depths of the heart and the essence summed up through spiritual experience is the way for a person to truly gain dignity and self-confidence.

Everything will pass away, and the important thing is to think about how to face it in a real way...

There are poems, short essays, written out of feelings, Record a mood, record an experience, Record the most unforgettable time in life...

I am a person who wants to change my destiny through my own efforts, but I have a bad fate. Three years of living as a full-time housewife made me almost depressed. With my efforts, I became a teacher... During my interactions with my friends, I began to envy the life of people in the city. When my family did not agree, I was forcibly transferred to a township closer to the county seat because I felt that this township would be merged into Xi'an City in the future. But at that time, none of my reasons were understood by my family. We quarreled and fought, and divorce seemed imminent. In order to give my child a complete home, I made every compromise and tried to change his mind... But in the end, I discovered that no one can change others, and the only one who can change is myself.

Even if the years are ruthless, The breeze is still as intoxicating as you... I love wine, enjoy the wind, and like you.

The work tells the story of the author's visit to the Bird Paradise scenic spot, and a series of plots triggered by his chance encounter with two Hong Kong uncles.

Lu You was born in troubled times. When he was young, he fled the war with his parents. Later, after Jin Bing was driven away, he returned to his hometown to continue living and studying. This article creates the image of Xiao Lu You as brave, witty, studious and naughty. This work comes from history, but it is quite different from the real history. Thank you for your understanding!

Sit quietly with nothing to do, and treat it as two days a day; the mind is calm, calm and peaceful; it is hidden in the memories lightly, with a meal and a vegetable; so good!

The little turtle rebelled and ran away because his shell was confiscated by his grandma. He met a big shark at the beach. His fear prompted him to run home quickly. When he returned home, he found that his grandma had disappeared, so he decided to embark on the road to find grandma with the big shark.

In the mysterious forest, there live four major cat clans, namely Thunder Clan, River Clan, Shadow Clan, and Wind Clan. Since the battle in the Black Forest until now, the hard-earned peace is about to be broken again. Star Clan's prophecy has finally come. Only fire and ice can save the Clan!

[Poetry] This is a complicated and complicated story. Everything happened after I had the light. Please listen to me tell it... I will continue writing the protagonist in the first person. This entire poem begins with him gaining light. Although life is short, he must live bravely. Never give up and be the best version of yourself.

A person, a road, potholes, a scar, a mark, and an indifferent smile. Look at you, your smile is light and gentle. When you are in pain, you would rather hide and cry. I wish it were the memory of a fish.

You must experience all the flavors of life; this life should never be muddled.

A little hamster left the hustle and bustle of the city and came to the ancient Magic Mirror Forest. Here he gets to know many small animals with different personalities. They live and play together, having exciting adventures and relaxing and happy daily lives. The little hamster and his friends overcame many difficulties together and had many interesting stories. However, they don't know that they are getting closer to the real secret of the Magic Mirror Forest...

In a person's life, he will always meet many people and experience many things. Time after the age of eighteen is always fleeting. I often have no time to recall or cherish the present moment. I often get lost in the impetuous river and feel confused. Why not let me use words to record my ordinary life bit by bit, starting from now on and recalling from the past. [Updated from time to time]

I love plum blossoms and plum blossoms without any reason. Not because of those poems that have been circulated for thousands of years. Nor is it because of the love of literati of all ages.

A stray dog ​​grows up slowly in the care of his mother. He likes walking on the street, delicious roast duck, and spending time with friends. He yearns for a carefree life. But life is inherently one problem upon another, one difficulty upon another, even for a humble puppy. It grows in pursuit and pursues in growth. In the end, it chose the same life as its mother, wandering under the Shogunate Mountain with its beloved little friend.

Sweetheart, a 39-year-old girl from a witch family, is a hybrid of a witch family and a Han Chinese, and has a little friend who follows her everywhere.

A sonorous hymn A life without regrets Enter the article and let you feel the power of forging ahead...

This work tells the story of a little boy who grew up in the countryside. One night he had a strange dream, in which he understood a lot. The enthusiastic help of a train conductor made him more and more confident and gained some knowledge. Suddenly one day, he was surprised to find that he was already great. On that night, that dream finally became a reality, and he lived a happy life, because this was his eternal dream. Of course, he did not forget the train conductor, and he also helped the train conductor realize her ideal and eventually became a married couple. This is a very inspiring children's literature.

I came to this world to see the sunshine. I light up a petal of incense, and my tears will flow for you. There were tears and I felt still full and satisfied. It's a pity that the years are fleeting, I am worried about the wind and rain, the flowers are flying and withering, the sky is full of flowers, the red flowers are fading and the fragrance is gone, who can pity me? You should be merciful, but I am still merciful when I see you. With three thousand fine pens and ink dancing in the world of mortals, I can be sad for an inch of sadness, or be happy for a centimeter of happiness. The pearls fall on the jade plate, as graceful as a startled dragon. Every word is astonishing, and every sentence of fairy tales softens the years. The cherries have turned red, the bananas have turned green, the years have passed, and the light has dimmed. Time is here to stay, and I don't complain about separation. When I come back from stepping on the flowers, I will regain my golden years, and there will be a secret fragrance filling my sleeves, which will intoxicate me for thousands of years. Since ancient times, a young man in white clothes, with fifty strings of brocade strings, swords raining like stars, showing his romantic attitude, will live up to his time. Exactly: stepping on the flowers and returning home, the horse is like flying, leaving the horse like flying. The wine is weak. When the wine is weak, it is already dusk. When you wake up, it is already dusk. Stepping on the flowers is returning.

Personal fantasy, express your thoughts alone. Write a beautiful life and look forward to a bright future.

The peach wind and apricot rain stray to the south of the Yangtze River; the red plum blossoms in my heart are far away from the dust. There are so many regrets and worries in my life that always make me choke. In the season of apricot blossoms and smoke, without waiting for Jian Jia's words, the color will grow old and the heart will fail. The beautiful face can bear to be haggard, the time is wasted and the burden is wasted, and the quiet night is shameful. The sun shines brightly, and the flowing water adds new mist. The blue smoke lingers in the mirror, waiting to be clear, and the wind and snow have stopped, and we are walking happily... 99% Are blocked... Dumbfounded

I walked in a sea of ​​people in a lonely way, so that I always wanted to go back to the past and restart the journey of life...

Yun Fei is silent and sends my thoughts from afar. The water is not silent, but the heart is rippled. Returning to the sky, the wild geese are flying north. It's been a long night, and I know how hot and cold it is.

Short literary essays, full of strange fantasies, love is faith, we are all prisoners

I read late at night The moan of an undead man in the middle of the night Talking hard The secret behind you

A collection of attempted poems, novels and essays

In the eyes of a primary school teacher, a group of post-00s with distinctive personalities are playful, focused on learning, outstanding in talent, and boundless in creativity. Happy years are always short, separation is for the sake of reunion again!

Zhou Lao was crazy, his words were unbearable, and he was nicknamed Mountain Wilderness. People like to call him: Luokang, Brother Piao, Master Zhou, Second Master, Your Majesty, Lao Lai Yi. Cherish the spirit of all things in heaven and earth, and always drink with all creatures. He has a low laugh point and always makes himself laugh. I have been immersed in Dazhou all my life, and I want to use Dazhou to create a different feeling. Poems, songs, and compositions are all put up for fun.

What is lost will not come back, it can only bloom fireworks in other people's memories.

The grass grows, grows in the soil, grips the soil with its roots, and then grows taller

No one is perfect, and no poem is perfect. When people are good, poetry is good; when people are evil, poetry is evil. The spirit of people is the spirit of poetry, and the jealousy of people is the jealousy of poetry.

Sissi, a little girl in the top class of kindergarten, had many interesting stories before she was about to enter the first grade of elementary school. How did she complete the small tasks assigned by the kindergarten teacher? How to quickly recognize and read? Did your interest class go well? What disturbing and interesting things have you encountered? This novel records Sissi's growth experience and her parents' understanding of parent-child education. It hopes to give some inspiration to parents who are in the transition period from childhood to childhood!

My life continues under the endless desolation, playing an elegy, and my soul is once again baptized by pain. That will always be my business alone.

The mother cat got pregnant, so she decided to go back to the place where she was born (It's over! Meow, meow, meow! For more fairy tales, please pay attention to the author's other books, meow!)

This collection of poems and insights comes from ordinary life. Today's society is too impetuous and full of temptations. We don't have to do this, let ourselves slow down, savor the surrounding scenery, and perhaps find some true meaning of life. The new book "Seven Sacrifice" has been released on Qidian. This book can be regarded as a portrayal of me being in love but unable to get it when I was young! However, this book has a completely different style from "Collection of Poetic Enlightenment". If you are interested, you can come and watch it. If you have any shortcomings, please feel free to tell me. ----Seal Master

This is a collection of essays. It is the accumulation, experience and flash of inspiration in the author's life. I don't seek to be popular, but I hope to resonate.

Preface: His whole life has been a tragedy, so where does the love song come from. He said that he would bury him with all the fallen leaves in autumn: rotten into soil, so that all things can survive!