Daily good poems ｜ On every lonely night, miss always to the beach like waves

Daily good poem

I look forward to a kind of heartbeat

I look forward to a kind of excitement.

In the indifferent night

Burning Desire--

Blowed by the wind, the wind was blown away,

The crow stopped on a painful tree.

How much I like

Those hugs,

Watch the sand jujube falling

But leave the sweetness to the earth —

have a look!

The road that Ziyunying has gone,

How much

The child's smile.

Oh, the sky

You contain too much sadness.

My harp is crying.

In every lonely night,

Missing is always like waves to the beach

Return to

Out of control

I have been watching my emotions

Study, like watching Wuyun's face

Suddenly out of control. Dense, squeeze

Let tears ransch the sky.

Lover, I can no longer bear it again

Bloody bitterness,

I never want to immerse my sad thoughts day and night

I would rather be the ants who moved hard

You can find fallen leaves every rainstorm

Gentle ...

The moonlight in August is a bit sweet

Just last night, I have a little false thought

I want to put myself quietly into the moonlight at night

Missing everything

I endure sadness and cried secretly

Three days and nights.

Now, August is here

I come to you along the ripples of the river water

I want to get rid of this world

Slowly turns into dust. Intersection

The dusty dust!

The bright moon hanging in the sky

Pain is extremely painful, moss on the bones

Quietly look at my heart

It's like looking at a strange city when I was young

Such a large city, birds and flowers everywhere

The city without walls, the river is clear

Pressing a egg stone

A piece of fossils with complete patterns

Don't talk, just listen gently

enough. Because the moonlight in August is a bit

sweet……

The author reads the poet Ye Xiaosong, the poet of the sleeping poetry club

Facing the sea, looking for light with black eyes.

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