1. Love is in the heart, the pen flows the true feelings, the touch between the weak and the weak, enrich the boring life walking between the lines, the gluttonous still! 2. In the silent night, the rain feet gently knock on the glass window, listening to the rain as poetry, what is the joy! After the rain rested, strolling on the bustling streets to meet so many deep eyes, was the rain still like poetry! The lights were dim, the rain was intermittent, and the flat and narrow lines without readers were chanted all night. 3. The tears in the sky were poured into strings by the space. Is it an idle job that is higher than the cloud to present to the Earth, to the branches, to the thirsty eyes, eardrums? The situation of wandering and falling to the pure water at present poured out the ups and downs of life experience. Use the previous vision and realistic mentality to feel the rain? Language! Enlighten the basic soil with the high vision of clouds! 4. A beautiful green lotus can make people understand the silence of sunshine, while a book with warmth can heal the panic heart! Yu Wen walks between words, and blossoms between the weak and the Lotus 5. In this quiet night, walking between the words, letting emotions surge, thoughts galloping around the world sleep while you and I are awake to put down the noise of reality, returning to the time period of self, wanton gluttonous 6. Culture comes from life, and touch comes from the weakness in heart! Use words to illustrate the reflection of life in the deep soul! 7. The sunset alone, the dream left! Try all my life to make this moment blossom like a bloody smile! People say that the setting sun is infinitely good, but it is known near dusk, and understandable! A bloody smile is only to light up the next dawn ,,, 8. The drizzle blurred the night sky. A spring rain fell from the sky. Could it be that the immortal in the sky accidentally knocked over the glass, and the nectar in the glass poured directly into the world? The overflowing rivers spread out of the world of mortals, falling down in the desolate wilderness, rolling down along the water’s spirituality, passing through the eyes of music and turning into drops of spring rain ,,, 9. Who is the same in the world of mortals? Drunk see smoke worry more, far shore heart He Jihua? Years sigh ruthlessly in a hurry! Flowers bloom, flowers fall, happiness and sorrow, life with the moon how much sorrow, full of spring in the garden with the wind, the fragrance is scattered, why do you complain about autumn!!! 10. If I can turn into clouds and want to dance with the wind, if I can make dust, please allow me to bathe in the sun occasionally ,,, simple and flawless! 11. Late at night, I lost sleep again, running like a crazy wild horse on the wasteland of my heart. I often ask myself, what do I want? There is no answer every time. Yesterday is nothing, tomorrow is nothing! 12. The time falling on the blade of life has precipitated too much of our youth and vicissitudes, those gone past. I hope the years can weave the blue boat and clear the waves of the fleeting years. The sky lined with warm sunshine, I really want to turn into it, everything is like ink in the rice paper gently blooming! 13. Wandering in the struggle of desire for profit everyday for life, I just want to be myself in the limited life and have a clear conscience of life! In that way, in a late dusk season, the old man with vicissitudes of life on his face faces the sea, with his back to the sunset, the sea breeze flaunts sparse white hair, and a happy smile emerges on his silhouette-like face,, ,, 14. With words, you can enrich your inner comfort and feel the eternity of life in Le Hai! I have a different kind of elegance to cultivate my sentiment. Let the hustle and bustle of the world of mortals turn into silence in a flash, and the soul seems to be purified in Zen, enjoying an extraordinary Chinese year. 15. Looking back at the end of the year, smile and smell the fleeting year! Standing in the palm of the season, counting the fleeting years carefully, the time when the fragrance was released at first glance will also be gentle with a heart that has not yet had time to be sad. The tone of the fingertips, the truth of the temperament, the ink, and the fragrance.

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