The chestnut tree blooms in the rain The top of the mountain in the morning mist is so empty nobody appear quiet and solemn
By Martha3 years ago in Poets
There is nothing more moving than beauty No more than beauty, no more Than the sound that I can hear, no more There is no one who goes back and forth on the beach
Although life is long Although the pencil is long, there is a time to write short As long as life is, there is a time when there is only one last day left
I'm sad lately, the only family I can think of is you But you were in the deep soil, we buried you together that year
▎ all days all days Even the flies are clean on the grassland in the tent Always see the blue air
▍ I have a quiet place i envy myself There is a room that does not leak can run for life warm and bright
▍Today _ The quiet garden, the flying swing The lake in the distance is like your skirt Flowy ribbon. this colorful afternoon
In such a sunset How easily I think of love, of the many years The mere words you gave My heart will swirl with the sound of a hidden wind
One Outside the play, he said goodbye to the rain on his body, outside the street is unbearably sharp. TWO Two men on stage mating. Passing by the gale blowing piano
The so-called most beautiful thing on earth is just between the ordinary, the light of time slowly. May you also be able to live a normal day with your loved one as a clear poem.
I like a girl. I like a girl who melts like dark chocolate. The skin of my journey will cling to her sweet smell. I like that she has a name born in the morning.
If you miss seeing someone Even if you go over mountains and rivers, you will definitely see it When you want to see someone, hurry up and see her
