It takes a lot of love to get barefoot to the river named painful

One poem and one article every day's original poems and dreams, don’t pass by with me anymore

Time and space,

Just a thin cloud.

Can't hide, can't hide,

There are also some inadvertent rain.

Sunshine touch the fingertips lightly,

Slightly like a butterfly,

Those fragrances are still.

You are,

Just good.

The beauty of the world does not depend on the world, but on you.

▍ "July"

Text/Tianxing

Aurora in the sky north of the desert

The confused moon night I am far away

This is my last romantic summer

I dedicate the poems and sunset to the grassland

The wild flowers in order are blue than the sky

Suddenly looking back, I gone back

Early morning dew wet eyes

I return love and silence to the grassland

After watching a small story, I am very emotional:

He was fired for two weeks and kept hiding his wife to find a job.

On this day, he came home from get off work and was about to hide his resume.

However, her breast cancer was diagnosed from the quilt.

She told him to have dinner, husband, do you work smoothly today?

He said: Very good. What about your physical examination? She laughed: also good, let's eat.

They sat face to face with tears. Outside the window at this moment, it is the light of thousands of lits ...

In fact, most of us are ordinary people, and we will not have much golden glittering throughout our lives. In this short or long decades, it has not been eroded by the illness, and it is not affected by the disaster; making three or two close friends, having a complete relationship, and experiencing simple love and being loved, it is a great luck.

意 "The Zen of Rain"

Essay/people -oriented

Rain

Capable

All confidants

With inexplicable emotions

Also with sincere sincerity

Once chosen to fall

Just abandon

All opportunities to look back

A few rainy spots

Just like the sigh of going home

Also like tears

And soil into mud

When the wind and rain blend

Just like the denseness of the cobweb

It is also like Jingtianwei

Vitality

Rain

Hear the rain

All smiles

Full of Zen

Late at night,

I am staring at the sky,

The light of the star dissipates with the wind,

Show your dim pupil.

Mingyue reflects the green window.

Let the grievances and pain be freezed at the previous moment,

Moonlight said:

You are the only person waiting.

—— "The Light of the Night" Yi Yi

▍ "Passenger"

Wen/Yuanyi

You use your fingers to move the gear of time

Light and shadow changes to go without returning

The sunrise is not as good as twilight

Dongsheng and West Luo is a reincarnation of life and death

The moon rising on the bottom

Spring tide retreated, and he came to another star

Mind in the middle of the night in the sleeve sleeve

Three more sleep in the gods and the old paper spring and autumn

Snack with your own shadow

Listen to each other's silent heartbeat

It's a big fog and my eyes

It's still cloudy

We all say that far away

Where is there in the distance?

Like the early morning in the water, a tree is open

Dewdrop is wet and colorful

As soon as you see you, the oblique wind suddenly starts

The scattered four seasons are full

However, we can only accept silence

After all, we are just passers -by

The story is not long, just warn the years

Just like the hometown of the long time in the dream

I am a folding bird,

But I also wanted to go to the nest of 90,000 miles.

Just like a building without foundation,

Farewell

—— 木

Finally, he learned to appreciate mime. Black and white color, silent words, write emotions on the wall, are funny limbs.

The more you write the rain, the more you don't look at you.

—— Yun Xi

It takes a lot of love to go barefoot to the river that is named in pain.

▍ "Hidden"

Text/Yan Shicai (Gansu)

Black crow, often hiding people

It seems unspeakable. It should be a bird affairs

Especially the bird of black crow

No one will look at it

Actually, black crows

Concealed to us

It is just personnel

Cause

The infamy bears a lifetime

It can only hide the spell and despise in black

Do not provoke deliberate hatred

Use extreme disadvantages to show weakness

In exchange for standing cone, short breathing

Wipe the stains of the sky lonely

Then, use the darkness as iron as iron

And the low -sharing

It shows that a heart of survival

Sighing signs of unfair treatment

Let's go again, although I am as small as the dust, I really want to see Xia Guang's thousands of years, and the warmth of Chen Xi. I am not afraid of the darkness again, not afraid of the thorns in front, nor is it afraid that I can't see dawn. I am afraid to stay in the sorrow of regret. So, I have once again embarked on the deserted wasteland.

In the night, I was alone.

—— 木

The moonlight was replaced into the first rising sun,

We are all unswerving pulps, knocking on the waves of fate,

Sprinkle waves.

Just go crazy, shake, and hit the south wall,

I don't want to live up to Xingchen and ideals

It's such a teenager--

After meeting the three years of Beihai, passing through Qingyun Wanli

Huai Jin holds Yu, Fenghe is exhausted

With the aspirations of Kunpeng and Qingwan Pen,

Protect Jiayin and Zhen cuisine, and make your own pride

—— narcissus

Everyone says that they want to grow better, but what is better? If you are satisfied with yourself, every moment is your best look.

▍ "Egret"

Wen/Caohui

Wind hovers on the river surface

Egret flying ignored everything

They constantly adjust the pose of flight

Use a pair of balanced wings

Go to set the layered wavy

My heart is lost, is it

You can also get corrected like egret

I think it is

When a beon is like a Buddha's sound, I pour into my ear sockets

A divine power from nature

Correct my imbalance heart

I believe I will eventually become

A member of the egret

In the ups and downs of life

Stomach to maintain a balanced mind

Go to set up heavy storms

Flying to that vast

Reading a beautiful sentence, "pleasant people are like jade, and they are looking for goodness", "like the dawn of the moon, like the autumn of qi", lowering your heart.

Slowly, I feel that the youth of the arts and arts is really a delicate word. You can’t hear whether others are boasting or not. Anyway, as long as you like to read and write articles, you will be titled in this way. In fact, it is just a lifestyle. Like playing mahjong in love, just interesting, which one is not polyhedron.

▍ "Poetry"

Text/Qianfeng

Willow flying, the teenager returns

I can't say the wine at dusk

Empty and quiet, late breeze transit

Watch the world

Mingyue is photogenic, the stars are silent

No one has sadness with me

The night is not exhausted, and people have left

Everything starts calm again

I came to the world, and I was used to the hot blood into the fireworks of the world, and the life and death and the impermanence of the world were diluted. I still run for sporadic microman, because I want to chase the sun

——News Dreamfan

▍ "Linjiangxian"

Text/Luo Yan

Putting Dai Floating Blue wears a night banquet,

Bin Bin still travels in spring.

It is like Han Mountain but Wu Niu.

The wind of the sun was dry, and the night cold wine disappeared.

Walking in front of the talent window,

Cold frost Sanqiu.

The ink dye clear the moon and heavy buildings.

Silk willow shakes the old dream, and the smoke rain is a boat.

"dust

There are also life

They are floating in the wind

Love in smoke

Touch it on the heating

They are in several places

Find me"

We are all making choices. In the end, life is an explanation of themselves. The eyes and opinions of others seem to fall behind. Looking at Tao Lixia's "Gentleness of the moment", when I read this sentence, it fits the mentality of this stage.

▍ "Rujun"

Text/Mo Yan

The dust and sand rolled all the west winds, and the day and day was white.

Baizhang golden sword blade cold, the twilight willow crowns are gone.

"Sometimes walking far away is just to understand a little reason."

Keep hope, not embarrassed yourself. It's already good.

▍ "evening"

Text/Wan Muqing

The setting sun is late,

The sunset is sinking.

Yuanshan is still seeing the sky,

The hundred birds returned to the forest.

Twilight, vast,

The dusk of the blood dripping blood,

I would rather endure pain,

Not on the black stretcher.

Never enter,

Open the door at night

"For a long time, I seek to live here,

In this room I pretended,

Table, carefree objects, windows

At the end of each night, open a different kind of green,

The heart of the bird, jumping in the dark ivy

The morning light everywhere, the shadow of aging.

I am also willing to believe that the weather is soft,

I am at home, and my life will be good. "

》 "Sea Breeze Blows Gently"

Text/Han Xing

Sea breeze blows gently

Wet and soft

It's like spring breeze

Burst

The breath and coolness of the ocean

Like in

sea ​​breeze

Holding the rowing flowers

Tickle

Gently pat the bank of love

As if

Lightly pat the couple's arm

Once again

Rubbing the beach

Unbearable

A little dust

Wind gently

As if

The sunflower fan in the hands of my child

Humming while shaking

Ancient ballad

Urge people to enter the dreamland slowly

On July 10, 22nd, on the seaside

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 | Yizhen/夭 木/Yunxi/Narcissus/Dreams of the North

Original Poetry | Tianxing/People -oriented/Yuanyi/Yan Shicai (Gansu)/Cao Hui/Qianfeng/Luo Yan/Moho/Hanxing (except poetry in the text ◎ Quote sentence part of sentences are from the signature and unknown source source Thank you for the good work of the United States)

Figure | Sunny Gengyu Reading/Xian Sheng (written by the original handwriting of a poem, one text) (non -handwritten picture source network invades Thanksgiving beauty map)

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