I just write poetry collections based on my feelings.
Xueling started writing her first classical poem in her life when she was 10 years old and it got out of control. She had never thought of organizing a collection of poems before, but now she has an idea, but the previous poems have been lost. She is silently thinking about the past, and silently thinking about the future. I hope you will also have some insights, pick up the beauty of the past, and have enough courage to face the future;
The future is promising!
Wang Wei (701-761, some say 699-761), whose courtesy name was Mojie and also known as Mojie layman. A native of Puzhou, Hedong (now Yuncheng, Shanxi), his ancestral home is Qixian County, Shanxi. Tang Dynasty poet and painter.
Poetry, the sustenance of love. Although you can't get the essence, you can forget your worries for the time being. In the human realm, one cannot help oneself; in the poetic realm, one cannot help oneself. Whatever your heart desires, do it without hesitation! Poets express their emotions, express their sorrow, strengthen their ambitions, and cultivate their virtues. Poetry is written without any regard for profit or fame. Free and easy between heaven and earth, debauched outside the three realms. This is the way to enter poetry, and its joy is endless.
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!
Xiao Mo'er was brought into the Dream Fairy Kingdom by a green parrot, and her adventure began...
She was considered a savior who descended from the sky. Only she could help restore peace to the Dream Fairy Kingdom. With the help of Xiao Mo'er, the bad guys finally got their due end. When Xiao Moer woke up, she realized that it was a dream, but she felt that the dream was so real. Could it really be a dream?