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Real self is not from searching,

Instead, through continuous exploration of yourself, through encounter and life experience,

It was shaped by yourself.

▍ "Past"

Text/Northern

Riding a white horse and singing "The wind is up and the clouds are flying"

Spring breeze is proud, embroidered cloudy clouds, and the romance is not diminished

The sword in the palm of the palm is shot

There are pearls, gold, liver and gallbladder and desire

Born a love, there is a gem -like purity

Like the exposure of the newborn, full of clear and sad

For a person, the intestines are full of knots

Speaking of death, the sea of ​​dry stones

Make love to be twisted and suffering

Tavern

Eat three pounds of meat with brothers and drink ten pounds of wine

Drink the wind and frost of the rivers and lakes into your arms

If I say, the more go,

The more lonely, the more desolate

What do you think?

My horseshoe can't stop

My forward, carrying clouds like a cloud

Can't maintain and fixed form

On some night, I feel like

In silence, let the past catch up

Let them use the exquisite and intriguing structure to restrain me

Re -fill me with stories full of content and feelings

My person, over and over again

Asked and conquered by the past

Russell has a saying that he answered the ultimate question hanging on the starting point of philosophy with his life: how to live a good life? Russell's answer is: "The desire for love, the pursuit of knowledge, and the sympathy for human suffering are the three feelings that are unprecedented and strong in my life. These feelings are like a giant wind, blowing in my turbulence In career, sometimes even blow the deep and painful ocean, reaches the edge of despair "

外 "Back Yin" (one outside)

Text/Zhang Zhanyun

Flowing sound

The drifting sunlight

Is a pot

Old wine

Moss

On the footprint

Medital sitting

A ray of light wind

There is such a sentence in "Camel Xiangzi" that touched a lot of people. "He thought that he had been working hard to pull the car, and he would have his own yellow car." And we think that as long as we work hard, we will have our own house. The fact is that Luo Qi is not a silkworm. I do n’t know the intention of the book for the first time, and I read it again. After all, most people use scribbled, but this life .........

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Text/Zhang Zhanyun

The vicissitudes in the old record

Sunset

Stick on the window glass

How many cases

A cup of Chen tea

Lying in the cigarette ring

Outside the door

It is a string

The footsteps of the wind over the wind

Choosing is more important than hard work. But choosing itself is a skill that requires a lot of practice and a lot of efforts to hone. You must work hard to learn and make decision -making methods to make yourself a choice instead of gambling.

Everyone's road is explored by themselves. There are countless coincidences behind each success and cannot be copied. If you want to refer to learning, then dig out talents, adhere to love, long -term investment, and cast unique advantages. The world is large enough, and each of the tops of each subdivision are wonderful.

望 "Looking back before arriving"

Text/Jinming

The platform is crowded with white orchids

Chaoxia a petal distribution

The more clear the flute sounds

No need to look back

terribly sorry

I couldn't wake up in the morning

Comb the green braids for you

I can't plant a white orchid for you either

Look at your dream germination

Cutting Bluebird

Falling sunset

the last time

We touched each other silently

Ren relying on the bell to sound the footprint and quarrel the scenery

The train out of the silent tunnel

The painted rails extended light

Xuzhu grows between wastestone

The tile greedy occupies the high wall

From here

Dew water stained with unknown weeds

I will embark on the journey of hope

No pursuit of the past

There are thousands of sadness and joy in the world, flowing silently,

What can be visible is like coming to return late,

What invisible is the sadness of spring and summer.

In this world, the one you care about and cares about you is actually a few, this is all your world ...

》 "The Man of the Mufeng"

Text/Yan Shicai (Gansu)

Hold a cloud of clouds

Go up the mountain

Wanderers and teenagers

Face

Overflowing

Dispel the thoughts of God's tour

Fiercely

Throw out a whip

The sunset that is entangled to retreat

Around a ray of wind

Consulting night's calculation

Yun, hold him up

Take the wind and float to the mountains

"It's you, teach me what love is,

You picked wild roses: dark red flowers

Reflect your face. fragrance

Follow your breasts, at the mouth of your lower abdomen

The ocean is rising to the loose hair room in the breeze.

I from your lips,

Stealing the petals of the rose.

If these roses resist time, they will never wither,

Just because love nourish them. "

》 "Midnight Love"

Text/Hao Pu Haozhen

Red dust

I have never thought about it for a long time

Think of poetry and far away

Silin String

Since then

Get more and more far away

After the show today

Midnight breeze blows wine wake up

It's like a lonely mountain

Start missing flowing water again

So sit up

Slowly drink black tea

Look out of the window

Stroke your chest

Think of that rain

Hurt your mood

Not healed so far

风 "The Romantic Writing Life" text/people -oriented

At the peak

Everything is quiet

Summer came to an end

Blossom

Leaf firing

The hissing

Lack of sufficient confidence

Steamed Summer

Shrinking the momentum

Everything in the years

It's all like a beast

Full of fatigue

And the weak Yuner

They are all walking lazily

Too bright sunlight

On the spread of water plants

Show enough tenderness

Sanfu Tian Day

Swim like a fish quickly

Years will not look back

we need to

Freedom of Gathering

more necessary

The scenery in front of you

Depending on the romance of life

I can't write any gorgeous words, just like how can the wild flowers everywhere be seen in the greenhouse.

So I had to be an ordinary boy Lang, run, and then told the world loudly -my want.

—— Qi Mo

▍ "Meet"

Text/Tianxing

There is always a somewhere that makes people cry

The visible is often not the sun

It is the surface flashy; the catkins of the late spring began to flee

Waiting for it is only silence and empty

Above the wilderness, I have two wandering times

Once for redeem, one for forgetting

The same goal, our eyes meet in the same window

The whole world is also lighted by our eyes

▍ "Night Scenery"

Text/Qianfeng

Mingyue hangs high in the air, the head is above the head

There is a starry sky

Lake watching the sky quietly

Bai Yun stayed in the lake

On the highway, vehicles are among them

In the continuous roar

Along with the night fire palace

In the lonely evening wind

Sprinkle the infinite love clock in the world

"I hope I am, your summer,

Fly in the wings in the summer!

I am still the music in your ear,

The nightingale and Huang Yan were exhausted.

Blossom for you, escape from the cemetery,

Let my flowers bloom!

Please pick me — autumn peony--

Your flower -will always be yours! "

漫 "The Long Summer"

Text/day

Drunk after the sun

The blue clouds are rubbing in the ink color

Lost in the canvas

Far fireworks are scattered with high light

The people who return their hometown sounds whistle again

The ideal star is still bright

Never diluted in the night

Moonlight tonight is really beautiful

The evening stars and evening wind are missing you

I don't know anything

Take care of quietly

Xiahua opened one stubble after another

Yu Lin passed the scene for a while

All that can be left treasure

Those who can't stay with it

Sleepy night of sleeping in summer

Full of endlessness

It may be cold

The process is still romantic

Don't measure the lightness of life

Go to feel the pure quietness

Lying in a beautiful world

The moon tells the story

Star listened to sleep

I remember the people in the story again

Can you be as good as me?

Everything in the distance and the distance

Gentle tell you good night

There is a very cute person in the world. This person is watching this article. I really envy these words, thousands of mountains and rivers, and see you on behalf of me. Forward a sugar ❤

Submitter | Original Sentence | Qi Mo's original Poetry | Just North/Zhang Zhan Yun/Jin Shi/Yan Shicai (Gansu)/Bao Pu Hanyi/Apimate/Tianxing/Qianfeng/Daychen (except poetry in the text Signature and unnamed source of invading and deleting, thank you beauty masterpieces)

Picture | Zhaosu Rongxue (one poem, one text authorized original handwriting) (brush: sleep on paper/sleepwalking power than more than Duo)

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