Eager for a pair of poet’s eyes

When I started to read some extracurricular books, I was more interested in reading. I took the books of my eldest brother who was studying in normal school and read them casually. Although I didn’t understand much, the Tang and Song poems in the book, really unputdownable. Looking back now, I feel quite funny, but at that time, concentration was no different from fascination. Many bosses who are older than me laugh at me. They can’t recognize all the words. They also pay attention to reading these. Can they understand them? I twisted my neck stem and only said one word, understand! My eldest brother smiled, the meaning in silence was very clear, but I didn’t care at all. From then on, the words and lyrics that seem to understand or not, in the eyes of young purity, depict some touching world, and some emotions that cannot be expressed clearly, if there is nothing in the immature heart; after those words and songs and poems became lessons, when I went up the mountain to graze cattle, I laughed at the endless leisure and comfort, as if no one sang them for three times, with wrong words and other words, totally ignoring them, the blue sky, green trees, white clouds and flowing water in the eyes are all the same as described in the poem; Sometimes it is also very puzzling to think about how powerful people were born thousands of years ago, how can I see the scenery clearly? The more books you read, the more people you grow up. You have a new understanding of words and poetry, and a new understanding begins to follow the footprints of predecessors, writing something similar to poetry; No matter ancient style or new poetry, there are attempts, neither fowl nor fowl, and it is also a pleasure for oneself; Probably, the heart has distractions, which finally affects the study, compared with a group of ambitious students, gradually losing its luster and gloom. However, words and poems are one of the complex that cannot be abandoned in my heart. While reading, writing, after writing, I will read it again; Reading some poems and some theoretical words, there is always a bright feeling at the moment, reflecting on my own works, there is always a lack of charm and anger, so I can’t help asking why? After reading some books about creation consciously, I suddenly realized that people who love writing all have sharp eyes without exception, and they are good at being in the seemingly ordinary dribs and drabs, finding the beauty of life, catching the pleasant moment, and then brewing in the inner heart, wine-like, slowly fermented, the formed words will have such touching power, whether meaningful or sad, they are all real experiences and feelings from the bottom of the heart. Compared with the artificial or disease-free moaning words, there is a world of difference; Even if it is simple, there is still the power to impact the soul in simplicity. Every tapping, will a control. When I read fashion, I didn’t lack beauty, but eyes to discover beauty. All my doubts were solved immediately; The world around me revealed its elegance as always. The problem was that it got into our eyes, how much meaningful beauty can be found by our turbid eyes, and what kind of wording can be used to express and describe such elegance; Therefore, there are a pair of eyes that are good at discovering beauty, fixing beauty and longing for beauty, how important it is for a person who is fond of painting and poetry; Who doesn’t want to have a pair of deep eyes that can think and capture the breath of life in silence? In such eyes, the spark of thought is jumping in the Four Seasons. As long as it touches the heart and feelings, there will be a continuous poetic feeling, which is majestic and leaves to those who are willing to read, different emotions and unusual life chant. The poet’s eyes can look at the complexity of this all-inclusive world. Therefore, there are so many songs and poems flowing slowly in life, bringing thousands of emotions of the world, it stirs up a lot of wind and dust; There can be some sentimental feelings, or some slight resentment and shyness. Of course, there may also be indulgence in feeism, laughter and abuse, which may be graceful and romantic, making people imagine; The colors that should be in life, the charm that will not be missing in life will be expressed incisively and vividly, and more people and readers will appreciate the poet’s inner heart, inner emotions and even, through this pair of eyes, reflection on life and exploration of life are not limited. In these years, I touched Soo, wrote a lot of poems, and gained some gains in big and small competitions; This does not mean that I am a poet, at most, I am a super fan of poetry; but I am willing to observe the world around me with my own eyes and express my inner feelings and thoughts with my own words, even if it is some small emotions and some self-talk like chatter. This, it is also an expression of life, a kind of life sentiment that cannot be suppressed; No matter how good the poem is, if it lacks the nature of life, it can only be a word game, as a poem, expressing his heart by feeling the situation, expressing feelings and giving righteousness, but there is no need to have a pair of clear eyes to talk with the wind and things in the world. The eyes of poets are destined to grab spiritual sustenance from the world. They love poetry and naturally desire a pair of eyes of poets. 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Dream seeks him thousands of Baidu

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I feel after reading butterfly rib

When youth turns yellow, like leaves falling one by one, submerged by dust. No sound, no crying, no wreckage. After all, who is pale from the stubbornness of your eyes? As time goes by, the past can no longer be waited. Those who leave will never come back. Facing such a yellowish youth. What are you talking about? Don’t say anything. I just want to sing to you and sing the colorful fairy tales in my heart. There is a broken watch on the ground, and the time in the watch overflows everywhere. After collecting it again, it will never be adjusted back to the original time. The attractive smell in the original space can never be found again. No matter where the ending is. All need to be happy, all are very happy. I just want to sing to you, singing the MYLOVE in my heart. Pain is like this, love is like this, tenderness is like this, you are like this in your eyes. What is the length of heartbreak. If love, because of love, persistent love, calm love. What can’t be done is human beings, and what can be done is heart. The missing lover the missing lips cannot be expressed in his mouth, but there is blood rushing towards the bright life in his heart. If the process is too tired, you may as well remove the shackles and give yourself freedom. Go to the place you like. Just, stumbling steps. Forever guarding wrong-footed. She said, “Please God give her wings and let her become a flying bird. The feathers of birds kept spinning in the air. Feathers fell under my feet, and what I saw was a dream; What I could not see was the extremely long opposite bank. There is a bonfire on the shore, but it can’t burn the desire of people watching the fire on the other side. Pain, sweetness, desire no longer exists because of love. What you want to see in your eyes seems to be filled with dissatisfaction forever, just like the deep holes in the bottomless hole. Process… Process… Process… She said that Angel would give up flying for this process. The angel who gave up flying broke its wings and folded its wings, and sat quietly on the horizon. If you are too tired, you may as well remove the shackles and give yourself freedom; Be an angel sitting quietly for the process. No matter the rib, collarbone or shoulder blade; As long as it is from the person you love. She wants anything and accepts it. Even if we live in life, in each other’s memory and shadow. Even if you live in the pain, loss and loss of your whole life. Even such…… Even such…… Even if it is such an ending…… I saw that there was a kind of love. Call to ruin yourself without hurting your lover. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

When the frost is Green, who will weave the clothes?

I can’t say that all the green is still green. If you can find the photo of spring, compared with the current green, there is no ambiguity. These days, the weather was like early spring, the continuous rain, falling, coldness began to spread, the curtain of the Xuan window moved, it seemed to send the autumn cool in the oblique wind into the eyes of the shutter people. The people who lived in the post Hall wrote down the notes of thoughts with the lamplendous lights. Helpless, Swan Goose hurt its wings. Hesitated, listening to the shiver of leaves in the rain. Maybe it is because of the Spring Festival in August! Although it is impossible to say that it is decadent, it cannot be said that there is no such tendency. In fact, different moods lead to different scenery. A kind of leisure, there is a kind of scenery with it. In the haze, wandering people suffer from the erosion of the wind under the eaves. The sunshine in the vision seems to be engulfed by the black hole. The tiny stars have become the rudiment of rain, and then scattered with autumn. Cold, Mountain Forest and red maple leaves present the last joy of life to the people who enjoy the mountains and waters. Went to,. Flashy late. When you are fat, you begin to lose weight. It seems that there is no indication of the real direction of the High Peak. Those who come and go, party here, no one will respond to anyone. Doubt each other, guess each other, and guard against each other. Only one North, empty. The dagger was hidden in each other’s heart. Fortunately, the obstacle of Lan AI blocked the criticism of eyes. Plain desert, a plate of sunflowers, its expression lost its brilliance, because of the dark weather, and at a loss. This is not bad, at least some spare time to cure sprain. The abyss is bottomless, and the Dragon hides here. He closed his eyes and recuperated himself, letting the snake lizard perform. The sparse umbrella moves in the trickle rain. Muddy, in a way of metaphor, to persuade the difficult steps. It was dim and vague, and slightly revealed the vicissitudes of life under the clear wiping of the rain. The dander of cicada slough also showed the exhausted ancient meaning. The chaotic eyes stopped blinking in the field of dull recovery. The blind staff, wearing the shoes, kept knocking on the ground, withered grass for weft, Rong grass for Warp, net its shadow. Occasionally, a whine of a worm and a breeze can erode its footprints. Deviated from the dynamic balance, if so, brilliance began to end. The lingering sound is just a slender vine, and the unhanging light and shade are slowly fading. The fallen moon in the deserted well has lost its appearance, and only one side of it has sealed up the bright and rotten photos of the past. A frame of patterns on the decay edge records the original. Moss is like dull purple lips, enduring the unbearable illness. The injury wrapped in the cough. Where is the swinging graceful swing? The website of Qiu Zhi received the smile written on the cover of youth. The failure of the withered and the dust of the Sun and the moon is collected. What does the meaning of its collapsed branches and parasitic thatch express? Yu Si, a crow is speechless, and it pecks to the sky. I don’t know where the grave robbers came from, digging out the deep buried plot. Scattered stories, like plague, began to approach the living creatures. Fossils, waking up, frightened the disaster when it came, erupted like explosion. The resurrection eyes are transparent to the barrier of time and space. The mislisted traces are different from those described in ancient books and records. However, their explicit meanings penetrate the reality. If it stands as the Optimus, it will be inscribed in the most beautiful tomb of doomsday. Stagnant words and unfinished actions inherit the original style and continue the original. What kind of reincarnation is this? Not complete repetition replaces human will. What else would the chariot set out today, running through the tunnel of time, besides hearing the sound of Bang and shaking off the flying feathers? Whose decline is carried by fallen leaves like money? The singer, somehow, could not make a sound. Its long shadow was disturbed by chaos. Who can resist the coming darkness! Who is prophet? No one is a prophet! Not the determination of the Prophet, standing in the deep darkness. The darkness gave him a loose coat. However, he was sure that the deepest darkness was closest to the brilliant brightness! Like (prose editor: Ke Er) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…