There s a beautiful poem, but I just forgot how the whole poem was written, so please help

Zheng Chouyu "Error".

I hit Jiangnan and walked through.

The face in the season is like the blossoming of a lotus flower.

The east wind does not come, and the catkins in March do not fly.

Your heart is like a little lonely city.

Just like the bluestone street is late.

The sound is not loud, and the spring curtain in March is not revealed.

Your heart is a little window closed.

My Dada's hooves are beautiful mistakes.

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

Zheng Chouyu, whose real name is Zheng Wentao, is a native of Hebei Province and was born in 1932. He graduated from the Law School of National Chung Hsing University, received a Master of Fine Arts degree from the University of Iowa, served as the Director General of the China Youth Writers Association, and was a lecturer in the Department of Oriental Languages at the University of Iowa.

Zheng Chouyu's "Mistake": The trampling sound of March is not loud, the spring is not revealed, your bottom is a small window tightly covered, my Dada's horse's hooves are a beautiful mistake, I am a passerby, not a returnee.

Mistake. I hit Jiangnan and walked through.

The face in the season is like the blossoming of a lotus flower.

The east wind does not come, and the catkins in March do not fly.

Your heart is like a little lonely city.

Just like the bluestone street is late.

The trampling sound was silent, and the windows of March were tightly closed.

My Dada's hooves are beautiful mistakes.

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

I love this poem

When I was in junior high school, I read it in a textbook

Finish writing the poem.

Forget about her. Write about the wildflowers sent by the spring breeze.

Write acacia as the rain falls.

Write about people who are lost under neon lights.

Forgot to go home. Finish writing the poem.

Forget about her. Sunset red cheeks.

Smiling like a flower in the afterglow.

There is no way to put pen to paper.

Who answered in the old days?

So, finish this glass of wine.

Make peace with the past.

Finish writing the poem.

Forget about her. Please take me away.

Bring the unsent love words to be concise and positive.

Read to those wildflowers.

Spring breeze, please take me away, close the change.

The rucksack is too heavy. The only way to do this is to let go of your thoughts.

Drop it down and go.

It's okay if you can't bear it.

I can't forget it.

Finish writing the poem.

Just forget about her.

Best, henceforth.

There was no her in the dream.

Like the Pleasant Goat and the Big Big Wolf.

Haha, the name of the poem is "It's Love".

It's love **: It's love.

Singing: Tianyun poetry.

Why is the sky blue?

Why is the grass green.

What makes the moon shine.

What warms the sun.

Why are flowers fragrant.

Why do birds sing.

What makes a person alive and hopeful.

Love makes the sky blue, love makes the grass green.

God's love warms the sun.

The moon shines. His love makes the flowers and birds sing.

Because love gives hope to life.

Love makes the sky blue, love makes the grass green.

God's love warms the sun.

The moon shines. His love makes the flowers and birds sing.

Because love gives hope to life.

If one day the universe is different.

We seek only love to be on earth forever.

We seek only love to be on earth forever.

The song can be found in "Voices of the Wilderness".

This poem is describing some of your feelings and circumstances at a certain moment, as well as associations, which is quite a good connotation, and the writing style is very antique, and it is also very good, and it has that kind of artistic conception.

But there are some suggestions.

Ancient poetry pays attention to the requirements of rhyme, i.e., (rhyme), duality, and peace, and although many places are relaxed now, at least they should be followed.

Your first seven musts.

1.There is no battle.

Two yellow orioles singing green willows, a line of egrets on the blue sky) This is a very standard battle, called the work pair;

2.The level is not neat, 3Most quatrains end with a flat rhyme, and your poem ends in a voice, lacking a catchy feeling when reading.

I also know a little about it, I hope it can help you I suggest that you can take a look at the "Poetry Rhythm" written by Wang Li to help.

The man is thirty-three.

Divorce with children.

I don't have a reward.

Miserable since the depression.