Gilded Collection

Everyone, can you leave a message? Can you give me some advice?

I've been watching it, and I have nothing to say, it's just good!

It feels inappropriate to write poetry at the starting point.

Well, there is an APP called Poetry Rhythm Assistant, which can tell you the rhythm and rhyme. If you really want to write poetry, you must lay a solid foundation first. After all, it took me nearly three years of detours to figure out what rhyme is.

Come on (ง •̀_•́)ง

🌹 Great work and update

The plot is compact and the setting is good. Coupled with the author's writing style, it is still worth reading. Come on! ! ! Support you

It is foreseeable that this slow-burning book will definitely attract everyone's attention and provide fuel for the author😄😄😄😄

The writing is really good, I will always support it and update it soon!

Haha, I applaud the plot, the skills are so profound, I like it

Sorry <(_ _)>, it's just because this month's task is about to end, so I'll save it first and wait until the book is fatter and I have time to read it (*˙˙*)☆*°

Maybe make friends? The poems are in the book. One hundred records of Feng Dynasty, if you are interested, there will be.

[Chill Moonlight Night·Crisp Autumn Dawns] Aimless, hopeless Alone in high buildings The dreary autumn is broken into pieces And the cold dew is looking at stars eyes Sweet dream has been disturbed by stray crows So it's harder to save the darkness Rosemary just started drift to into my soul With the bright moon like a silver hook The past is old And it's all gone Melancholy People is wandering on the country road Yearing for Eden Asking with heaven How can we rest from the ups and downs I will drink to my heart's content And dance with withered branches In gloomy forest Looking at polaris Trying to chase The down is coming The thick mist obscured the cool light in the early morning Still remember who used to fight against the storm In that crazy world Gaining both honor and wealth Wine is glowing in the luminous jade glass People has been intoxicated The shadow is tattered Chaotic histories are overlapped Time makes us old Don't you see white bones pile up like a mountain Behind the magnificent throne We were all too young, too simple Didn't know it's no use crying over spilled milk Until the angels wings were broken And Satan grabbed the crown

Friends, you can try modern poetry, which may be more expressive and expressive.

How about Baiji? Can the meaning of the poems in the second volume be felt and entered into its context?