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<> "Touch Yourself" - Rabindranath Tagore.

What do you do for a living, I'm not interested.

I just want to know what you desire and whether you have the courage to chase the rotten core of your heart's desire.

I'm not interested in what kind of challenges and difficulties you face.

I just want to know, do you complain about it, or do you take it as it is.

An opportunity to learn and grow.

Your age, I'm not hungry to be interested.

I just want to know if you are willing to take risks, even if it seems like the danger of a fool, for love, for dreams, for the adventures of life.

What planet is parallel to your moon, I'm not interested.

I just want to know if you see the core of your sorrow;

Whether the betrayal of life opens your heart or makes you wither, I am not interested in whether what you tell me is sincere.

I just want to know if you can be honest with yourself, even if it disappoints others.

I'm not interested in what kind of past you have.

I just want to know how you live in every moment.

Who you're with, I'm not interested.

I just want to know if you can be with yourself.

Do you really like to be your partner, in any empty moment.

What are your achievements, your status?

Family background, I'm not interested.

I just want to know what is inside you that sustains you when everything is gone.

May I see you as you really are.

May you touch your true self.

Aria (Xi Murong) Whether I'm going to cry or say goodbye to you with a smile Life is a show that is inseparable from joy and sorrow And when the lights come I have to sing the hardest scene Please hold your breath and listen and then cheer for me warmly O the person I loved all my life After the song is over, whether I am crying or smiling to say goodbye to you, I will be glad to have been on the same stage with you.

The deceased is like this.

Yellow Rose: A letter that could not be sent.

Azhu's ideals.

Envy of migratory birds. How far away is forever.

My thoughts after a year of work.

Peony blossoms. The beauty of their own scenery.

That season, it rained.

For whom the piano heart stays.

You are a girl (Love of Seven Feelings).

No. 3 Fuqian Street.

I'm going to travel with my heart.

In March, the beauty of this world blooms for you.

A time that comes with the wind.

Macau is a door.

Like a year of flowing water. Wait here.

Lyrical approach (group chapters).

Haze and night. Diary: Put poems on the cake.

At that time. Dandelion wheat field.

Autumn leaves to swallows.

Dare to ask Haizi alive.

The New Year misses a life.

Summer Diary II.

In March, flowers bloom on paper.

Take a walk on paper. Do one thing well.

Afternoon perilla seeds.

The night of childhood in June.

Qingming Evening Notes. Spring is coming.

Drifting snails at the bottom of the valley of clouds.

Alive, like a camellia.

There was no rain in the watchful sky.

The peach is dying, scorching its glory.

I have a pact with life.

The prose of Jian Frame is very good, and Shen Congwen's prose is also good.

Xi Murong's is very good, you can take a look, but I don't know if it's a famous article.

Lyrical prose: Prose that expresses the feelings of the author.

This Bing Xin's prose is good, recommend it.

The sound of the rain gradually stopped, and the light faintly penetrated from behind the curtains. Push open the window and take a look! The cool clouds dispersed, and the remnants of the leaves reflected the moon, like a thousand points of fluorescent light, flickering and moving. - I really didn't expect that after the bitter rain and lonely lamp, there would be such a beautiful picture!

I stood by the window for a while, and felt a slight coldness. When I turned around, I was suddenly dazzled, and everything else in the room was hidden in the clouds; A gloomy glow, soaked only in the painting on the wall. - Angel in white, holding flowers, raising her wings, smiled at me.

This smile seemed to have been seen somewhere, when I ......”

I sat under the window and thought ,—— silently.

The closed curtain of my heart slowly opened, and an impression from five years ago poured out.

A very long trail. The mud under the donkey's feet is slippery. The water in the ditch was gurgling.

The green trees in the nearby village are all enveloped in wet smoke. A bow-like crescent moon hangs in the treetops. As he walked, there seemed to be a child on the side of the road, holding a bunch of bright white things.

The donkey passed by and inadvertently looked back. - He was holding the flowers, barefoot, and smiling at me.

It's like I've seen it somewhere! "I still want to—silently. A central curtain appeared, and it slowly opened, gushing out of an impression from ten years ago.

The rain under the thatched eaves fell on the clothes drop by drop. The water bubbles on the edge of the dirt steps are swirling around. The wheat and grape trellises in front of the door are very bright and fresh.

After a while, it was easy to clear up, and I hurriedly walked downhill. When I saw Yue'er coming from the sea, I suddenly remembered that I had forgotten something, stood still, and turned around. The old woman in the hut—she leaned against the door, hugged the flowers, and smiled at me.

This same subtle expression, like a gossamer, fluttered together.

At this time, the heart is bright and quiet, like ascending to the fairy world, like returning to the hometown. The three smiles that appeared in front of me melted into the harmony of love for a while, and they couldn't be seen clearly.

48 classic essays.

Copy poetry recitation.

Silent Night Thoughts", "bai

Southern Night", "I don't want to look forward to her "zhi prophecy", ".

Dao Moonlight", "Snow", "Heavenly Gift" backwater "Woman of Light", Raise warm lights "Encounter", "Spring", "Embrace Spring" Enlightenment Qingming TV prose poems "Don't touch orchids", "Alone on the road", "Mourning a maple tree", "Swallow" said: "I am proud, I am Chinese" Deep desert poplar "Snow Country" Rhapsody", "You are the song of my heart" Pilgrimage "Soul Paradise" Shu Dao is uncomfortable "My father is my life in the past. "Wang Xing" Manjianghong" flashes in the "Begonia Flower Festival" untitled "Shanghu Dream" "Quiet" When We Are Old "I am attached to this land", "Smile", "You are living in my most beautiful encounter", "Leaving the Internet, we can love for a long time" Mother Earth "Winter Melody", "A Flowering Tree" Yueyang Lou Ji "Ignited the Heart Lamp", "I Love This Land", "Enthusiastic Ancient Jiangnan Rain".

Many of Lin Huiyin's poems are very good, such as "You Are the April Day of the World" is very good.