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Gu Cheng's classic poems are:
1. The beauty of love always leads people to infinite reverie, like clouds, and clouds call them clouds because of the distance, and when you walk in, it becomes fog. - Gu Cheng.
2. The rose wears sharp thorns, and it does not become a thorn because of this, it only defends its own spring and is not ravaged by wild beasts. - Gu Cheng's "Rose".
3. You don't want to plant flowers, you say, I don't want to see it wither a little bit. Yes, in order to avoid the end, you avoid the beginning of everything. - Gu Cheng, "Avoid".
4. Everything is clear, but we still miss it in a hurry, because you believe in fate, because I doubt life. - Gu Cheng's "Miss".
5. Do I take your vows? Put love? Engraved on a candle? What does it look like? Drowned in tears? Burned by heartfire? See the last thought? How to go extinct? How is it blown away by the wind? - Gu Cheng.
6. The grass is bearing its seeds, and the wind is shaking its leaves. It's beautiful when we stand and don't speak. - Gu Cheng's "In Front of the Gate".
7. The executor misses. When I wanted to be a poet, I lost my poetry, and when I wanted to be a person, I lost myself. When you don't want anything, everything comes as expected. - Gu Cheng's "The Ruler Loses".
8. I have hands, but I don't know how to touch you. - Gu Cheng, "I Will Breathe Like Grass".
9. You, look at me for a while, and look at the clouds for a while. I feel that when you look at me, you are far away, and when you look at the clouds, you are close. - Gu Cheng, "Far and Near".
10. The night gave me a pair of black eyes, but I used them to find light. - Gu Cheng, "Generation".
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1, "Far and Near" (Gu Cheng).
You, look at me for a while, look at the clouds for a while.
I feel that when you look at me, you are far away, and when you look at the clouds, you are close.
2, "Accidental" (Xu Zhimo).
I am a cloud in the sky, projected by chance in the heart of your waves.
You don't need to be surprised, let alone rejoice, to be wiped out in an instant.
You and I meet on the sea of night, you have yours, I have mine, direction;
It's better for you to remember, it's better for you to forget, the lights that shine on each other at this rendezvous!
3, "Mistake" (Zheng Chouyu).
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. The catkins in March do not fly.
Your heart is like a little lonely city.
Just like the bluestone street is late.
The sound of the slag is silent.
The spring of March is not revealed.
Your heart is a little window closed.
My Dada's hooves are beautiful mistakes.
I am not a returner, but a passerby.
4, "Alley" (Gu Cheng).
Alley. It's curved and long.
There are no doors. There are no windows.
I'll take an old key.
Knocking on a thick wall.
5, "Weight" (Han Han).
She put the bloody head of Brother Lu on the balance of life, so that all the survivors lost their weight. 6, "Arc" (Gu Cheng).
Birds in the wind.
Turn quickly. The boy went to pick it up.
One cent. Grapevines due to fantasy.
And the extended filaments.
The waves retreated.
And the towering back.
7, "Far Away" (Sanmao).
How far away is it?
Please, please tell me, to the ends of the earth, is it far?
Ask your heart, as long as it promises, there is no place, it will not be so far.
8, "Homesickness" (Yu Guangzhong).
Hours. Nostalgia is a small stamp.
I'm on this end. Mother is over there.
When I grow up. Nostalgia is a narrow ticket.
I'm on this end. The bride is on that end.
Later, heh. Homesickness is a low grave.
I'm out there. Mother is inside.
And now. Nostalgia is a shallow strait.
I'm on this end. The continent is on that end.
9, "Choice" (Xi Murong).
If I come to the world.
Just to be with you once.
Just for that moment in billions of light years.
In a flash, all the sweetness and sadness there.
Then let everything happen.
It's all in an instant.
I bow down and thank all the planets for their help.
Let me meet you.
Farewell to you. Completed a poem made by God.
And then slowly age.
10, "Hope" (Xi Murong).
Actually, I'm looking forward to it.
It's just a moment.
I never asked you to give it to me.
Your whole life. If only you could be on a hillside full of gardenias.
Meet you if you can.
Deeply like a cousin, love once, and then part.
So long a lifetime.
No, it's just, it's just.
When looking back. That short moment.
Straw Hats A small hole in the straw hat.
It's me who gives the sun.
Door after door opened.
You see the sun coming down.
They mischievously stepped on my shadow.
My shadow left their footprints.
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