I m going to metamorphose, who can send me a poem

You and I are precipitated between the mountains and rocks, and we grow up, in the womb of death.

A deformed life in countless possibilities.

Never able to complete himself.

I was talking to you, believing in you, and loving you, and then I heard my Lord laugh secretly, and he kept adding another you and me.

Make us rich and dangerous.

This is you, you are this moment!

The Tibetan poem that I want to transform...

I want to swim in the spring water.

To meet the plum blossoms.

Shedding the dust body across the color luan.

You can't find the flowers.

Gone has become smoke, and it is impossible to forget.

The future is not a dream, but tomorrow.

Suit your current mood and mood. I made it up myself, it's not good, forgive me. A bright future is in your own hands. Think openly, see far, the past has passed, and the bright future has just begun.

The cool breeze has letters, the autumn moon is boundless, and my emotions are like spending time like a year. Good poetry . . . Good poetry . . .

Swore to reach Lingshan in thousands of dangers, ninety-nine and eighty catastrophes. The mountain is high and the road is dangerous and the water is still cold, only in addition to this difficulty, fly to the big Luo sky. The illusion is too void and has no source, and the slanting moon is three-star. Realizing that the sea of suffering is nirvana, the sea of clouds rolls leisurely, and the six desires disperse with the wind.

You have a lot like my high school class president, and I sigh. Give the old work of the third year of high school, and reluctantly.

Zhang Liang once had a down-and-out day, and the majestic man was sleepy.

I love the gravel grass green in spring, especially when the mallet sprouts.

The ancient wall grows in the shade, the garden is barren and the grass and trees are deep, have you ever been stained with rain and dew? Do not change to the yang heart. "Aoi".

In fact, what you have to know is that love is actually a kind of fate, even if it is destined to be a catastrophe, it is also inevitable.

It's just that what we should learn now is not to be shocked by humiliation, and to love ourselves well, no matter who he loves at the beginning or who he loves in the end.

It's so damning! Limited to 100 words! You go to see "Wrong" - Zheng Chouyu, I was in the same mood as you at the time. )

My Dada's hooves are beautiful mistakes.

I'm not a returner, I'm a passerby.

I drank bitter wine alone.

How to have love.

Rejoicing is accompanied by sorrowful wine.

With you on the road, it will last a long time.

Liu Men has a beautiful woman,

Dream of twin branches.

I'm a dry fish

Love is in harmony.

If you do not forsake it,

Eternal life will depend on each other.

Needless to say, this is the time

Change is not inseparable.

Send something practical, flowers, clothes, bracelets or anything is not expensive, what age are you still sending poems?

Singing: Tianyin Choir.

I'll send you a little poem.

Write the flock with the steppe.

Write the stars in the blue sky.

I'll give you a little poem.

I will recite to you through the flowing springs.

Borrow the endless drizzle again.

Confide in you. --music---

I'll send you a little poem.

Write innocence with childishness.

Write love with your eyes.

I'll give you a little poem.

I will recite to you through the flowing springs.

Borrow the endless drizzle again.

Confide in you. --end---

The wind blows the leaves yellow, when the old people meet, when the green leaves come back, I look forward to gathering with the old people.

The sincerity of friends will make me feel relaxed;

The faint blessing of a friend will let my heart fly;

A gentle greeting from a friend will move me;

A friend's cherishing voice will make me feel deeply;

You are my sister and I am your eldest brother.

We walk through each other's spaces, which is a symbol of love.

The friendship between people, the blending of hearts and minds, will dispel the cold of winter;

Sincere friendship, true love in the world, will give me a vision of life!

Make friends should also see clearly, some are noble, some are hypocritical, such friends do not want, we want the sincerity of friends.

Only such a friend will extend a hand of friendship when you are in trouble;

He will put your mind at ease when you are confused.

When you're in a low mood.

He will make you happy.

Only friends are the eternity of driving away loneliness!

Only friends are the support of my survival strength!

So I have a lot of respect for my friends .

Friendship of friends and true affection.

Sing in my heart, sing in my poems, sing in my soul, sing in my life.

The flowers and trees of life are thousands of purples and trees, and the most precious one is friendship, I think so.

A good friend is like a pair of hands in times of crisis, giving you the strength to love.

A good friend is like a fire that warms your heart in difficult times.

When you are sad, a good friend is like a cup of tea, telling you that you are no longer lonely and want to say to you: I will be very happy in life because of you!

Let the stars become my eyes.

Watching over you all night.

Let the breeze turn into my laughter.

Soothe your pounding heart.

Let all good things go.

Be my blessing.

Always with you.

Please tell me.

On this day of your birthday, I will bless you as a gift with happy notes, may you have 365 beautiful days.

Silently, silently, on this day, I saw your face again, and in my dreams, I heard your voice again......

Friends walk together for a lifetime, and those days are no more.

In a word, a lifetime, a lifetime of love, a glass of wine.

Friend, reminiscing about the glass of wine we drank together, the taste was faint, but full of happiness.

A faint aftertaste.

In the evening, there are still enough clouds to create a beautiful dusk for you, and the beautiful afterglow of the sunset is not shining on your smiling face.

In the dream, we met again, and yes, in a few days, we went to see the sea together.

Yes, in a few days, the glow of the sunrise will once again shine on our shoulders.

Yes, in a few days, we will be together on the golden sand, reminiscing about the dreams and ...... of childhood

Friends, in our hearts, there is only one dream:

Together for a lifetime!

Write a poem and dedicate it to my dear friend.

Friend, I want to be for you because of a poem.

But he couldn't think of words.

Friend, I want to sing a song for you.

But I can't think of a melody.

The friendship hidden in my heart.

Faint but unforgettable.

The bits and pieces of the golden years.

Have your voice and smile.

There are my joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

There are you and me, talking and laughing.

Whatever it is.

Only lost. It shows its preciousness.

Again, only when we wave goodbye.

only to reveal the feelings that have been hidden for three years.

Friends, time together is running out.

Three years, three years, in the blink of an eye.

Not to mention this day.

Do we want to let that friendship.

Will it always stay in the bottom of my heart?

Time flies. Flowing from the hand.

We can't let it take away friendship.

That's the bridge between you and me.

That's the bond between you and me.

Sometimes a long time becomes a moment.

Sometimes a brief moment becomes an eternity.

Whether it's a long time.

Or a brief moment.

Remember this friendship.

Open your heart.

Reminds me of that song.

Friends walk together for life.

1.Qingpingle Huichang (***).

The East wants to know, and Mo Daojun is early.

Walking all over Qingshan, people are not old, and the scenery is unique here.

The peak outside the city of Huichang is directly connected to the east.

The warrior pointed to Nanyue, which was even more lush.

2.Qingpingle Liupan Mountain (***).

The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the geese flying in the south are broken.

If you don't get to the Great Wall, you are not a hero, and you can only travel 20,000 yuan.

On the peak of Liupan Mountain, the red flag swept the west wind.

Today, the long tassel is in hand, when will the dragon be bound?

3.Sixteen character order three (***).

Mountain, fast horse whip not under the saddle. Looking back, three feet from the sky.

The mountains, the sea and the rivers are rolling. The galloping is urgent, and the battle of ten thousand horses is still in full swing.

The mountain, piercing the blue sky, is not broken. The heavens want to fall, and they depend on it.

Remembering Qin'e Loushanguan (***).

The west wind is strong, and the geese in the sky are called frost and morning moon.

Frost and early moon, the sound of horses' hooves is broken, and the sound of trumpets is swallowed.

Xiongguan Mandao is really like iron, and now it is stepping forward from the beginning.

From the beginning, the mountains are like the sea, and the remnant sun is like blood.

Lin Boqu had just crossed the meadow to Baa, and there was no west wind that slanted at the end of the day.

And like the realm of new ears and eyes, not to worry about grain and less flax.

The giant ape's untying skills are very skillful, and the wild fly shoots people.

The road ahead knows the horsepower, who dares to divide the family for convenience.

October 1986.

Talk about the Long March and reminisce about the past, looking north and south of the Yangtze River.

The whereabouts are strange, the enemy is surrounded, and the information is floating and the public opinion is shallow.

The good news quickly spread over the desert, and the righteous poems responded to Yinshan.

In this life, I have to stay proud, and it will be difficult to make a long march again.

Zhang Aiping, August 1935.

The green plain is boundless with wind and smoke, and the puff is high and does not kneel in the quagmire.

Wild vegetables are boiled to warm the stomach, and the hay is burned to drive away the night cold.

Feel free to sit on the ground and sleep in the open, lying down and watching the clouds roll over the waves.

Xi Yin swords, guns and pillows, talking and laughing and whispering tomorrow.

Do you remember.

That first shy encounter.

Remember you and I holding hands.

Spend a long starshower.

Watch each other's growth and transformation under the cherry blossom trees.

Do you remember that.

That sentence in our innocent memory.

Friends forever.

Farewell to the deceased and farewell to all things, He Nai's return date is not due.

The morning breeze is sent from afar, and the dew is parting.

This is written early in the morning to parting with friends.

of the picture. Poetic probably: Friends and I quit and went our separate ways, and I don't know when the day of reunion will be.

The early morning wind also seemed to be sending friends thousands of miles with me, and the glossy dew drops were dropping down, as if they were also crying for our parting. The second line has a bit of Li Shangyin's poetic style.

Where did the fairy descend to earth?

The morning mist looms in the shadows.

Yingying's eyes are moving, so that the flowers are shy and delicate.

Say goodbye to Jiang Yueye today, when did you dream back to Jiang Yueshi?

The morning light is a touch of red in the east sky, and Yingjun is concentric at the end of the world.

Don't be melancholy at night.

What year the bright moon shines on you.

Morning dinner can wake up Cao ginseng wine.

The willow leaves are blooming.

I want to go with the wind.

Hearts in the clouds.

Forever a confidant.

Constant is a neighbor and friend.

The landlord takes one of them at will, it's a boutique.,So many people collect the head.,I think this post master is the most concentrated welcome to all of you to come to my side of the China News Network community as a guest.,Communicate more.,Active literary atmosphere.,It's a pity to be bored here.

When the bright moon shines on you, the morning dew is slightly drunk.

Yingying dips in water and willow leaves open, don't come here to go to Changting Han.

The pressure is"First", thirteen dollars","Fourteen leisure"I don't know if it's okay.

If you have to be in a hurry, you don't follow the rules, don't mind.

Long Pavilion: In ancient times, there was a saying that the long pavilion was said to say goodbye.

Don't be melancholy at night.

Bitterness and happiness do not go hand in hand.

Morning dinner can wake up Cao ginseng wine.

Ying Mo was sad and parted.

"Yulin Bell".

-Liu yong. The cicada is poignant.

On the long pavilion late, the showers first rested.

The capital tent has no clue, and the nostalgia is urged by Lanzhou.

Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked.

Reading it, thousands of miles of smoke and waves, the twilight is heavy and the sky is wide.

Affectionate parting since ancient times. Even more Nakan, snubbing the Qingqiu Festival.

Where to wake up tonight, the willow bank, the wind and the waning moon.

This past year should be a good day, and the good times are in vain.

Even if there are thousands of styles, who to talk to.

Don't leave the eternal things, why hate the autumn wind.

The morning light reflects the heart, shining like jade pot ice.

Don't be like a gentleman, why bend the willow and mourn.

The morning breeze sent you, and Yingzhu brought her intentions.

I want to follow the wind, and my heart steps on the clouds.

Those who are always confidants are always neighbors and friends.