Ask for a piece of prose, or prose poetry, the subject matter is not limited, the school use, for so

Yang Yanchi's love of this life], [Yan Ruoxun will not leave this life.

I haven't written about the campus theme for a long time ---, and I won't write it.

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Campus Poetry Essays:

I won't send you the school board, and you won't be able to send it if you do. What I wrote was a bit negative.

The school newspaper is very easy to distribute, and you can write about your feelings and thoughts about school life. It's simple.

Not very demanding. Prose means that you can write anything. Love letters are OK

Just find yourself and write it yourself and change it.

The curtain is light and the cold rain is at the beginning of the break, and the sunrise willow shadow is slanted A tree of apricot blossoms is like red snow, and the spring is also Returning birds, entering the house to find Wang Xie Warm wind scissors and jade pens to write, it is advisable to be drunk and not to solve Hundred-year-old ancient trees draw new green leaves, and a little incense provokes double flying butterflies Six or seven bees paint bamboo pavilions, three or two fish are blue water pavilion 1:30 Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the human face are a total This year, only the peach blossoms are red By asking the east wind, you can know the traces of beautiful people Who can be like a green pine every year, the same age Shattering a song of Huangliang dream, the world wants to say and obscurated and obscured 2:32 Nianbai:

Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the human face are red. The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. 3：

05 A curtain of red rain and peach blossoms, ten miles of willow shade slanted Luoyang flower wine for a while, but the spring is also the branch warbler, the sound of entering the house is poignant The soft wind is powerless to let the flowers be missing, it is not easy to solve when drunk, it is not easy to solve when drunk, it is not easy to solve when drunk. 3:55 Nianbai:

Luoyang flower wine is goodbye for a while, but spring goes, spring goes.

It's better not to see each other, but not to fall in love.

It's best not to know each other, but not to be lovesick.

It's better not to be together, so you don't owe each other.

It's better not to cherish each other, so that you don't remember each other.

It's better not to love each other, but not to abandon each other.

It's better not to be relative, so you don't meet.

It's better not to be wrong, so as not to lose.

It is better not to allow each other, but not to continue.

But if you have seen each other, you will know each other, and when you have not seen each other.

Ande and Jun are absolutely anon, and they are exempt from teaching life and death to be lovesick.

It's better not to see each other, but not to fall in love.

It's best not to know each other, but not to be lovesick.

It's better not to be together, so you don't owe each other.

It's better not to cherish each other, so that you don't remember each other.

It's better not to be dependent on each other, so you can not be close to each other.

It's better not to meet than to get together.

"Remarks" is a lyric, I don't know if I can make up the number, you can change it again.

(1) I'm right here.

I am here. This has been.

You can hurt you.

Place I didn't dare to go away.

I'm afraid after walking away.

You will hurt. Self (2) Infatuation.

Your heart is like a wandering soul.

Still let me after mooring.

Elusive. My love is a cloud after the rain.

It's still looking for it after it is thin.

Dawn this morning.

I'm still standing.

The intersection where you went.

Obsession You endure again and again.

Let me be in solitude.

Through the repeated endurance I have endured.

All you have. Indifference If it weren't for the previous life that owes you.

It is the injustice of this life.