Mustangs will return to the night Humans will return to dust The great waves of the sea will return to the leisure of the clouds
By Nancy3 years ago in Poets
Impermanence At dusk Nervous bats fly and One, two, seven ...... More and more, cutting confusing lines. I read of gardens.
Lyricism I have a few empty chairs sitting next to me, one of which belongs to you I have two Norwegian forest cats who go crazy in the yard every day
I used to love you I once loved you: love, perhaps Hasn't quite died out in my mind. May it not disturb you again. I don't want to make you sad and sorrowful again.
From forehead to fingertips, for now there is no Something more beautiful than you Each of the 3,000 green threads is mine
"The sky is still blue, the flowers are still beautiful, Looking up, you can see the stars are bright, Mom's cooking is delicious.
It is lucky to be understood. but not being understood is not necessarily unfortunate. A person who places his or her value entirely on the A person who places his value entirely on the understanding of others often has no value. --- Zhou Guoping
