Make up your own poem Anything on the theme 5

Little Love Lyrics, Song: Qingfeng.

Singing: Wu Junyu.

Sometimes it's delicate.

Sometimes it discharges.

I love to look at your face.

Sometimes it's pathetic.

Sometimes it's wild.

Sometimes the smile is very sweet.

The swing at the mouth of the old alley.

The wind blew through another year.

A postcard you sent me.

Write all over the room.

The purest love.

There is also a wish.

Just like that, hand in hand, go forever together.

Cultivate love in your heart.

If the day is not seen.

It's cloudy all over the world.

I feel so much I miss it.

So I said that I would never change.

Be that star of yours.

Shelter you from the elements.

Calling the wind and rain for you.

I'm your little love.

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The swing at the mouth of the old alley.

The wind blew through another year.

A postcard you sent me.

Write all over the room.

The purest love.

There is also a wish.

Just like that, hand in hand, go forever together.

Cultivate love in your heart.

If the day is not seen.

It's cloudy all over the world.

I feel so much I miss it.

So I said that I would never change.

Be that star of yours.

Shelter you from the elements.

Calling the wind and rain for you.

I'm your little love.

A little more, too much.

Less is not enough.

Our love is just right.

Just like that, hand in hand, go forever together.

Cultivate love in your heart.

If the day is not seen.

It's cloudy all over the world.

I feel so much I miss it.

So I said that I would never change.

Be that star of yours.

Shelter you from the elements.

Calling the wind and rain for you.

I'm your little love.

I'm your little love.

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Accidentally. Your face.

Didn't remember. Passerby A has some impressions.

Throw you into the desert.

No**. Ancient pottery-colored plug outside.

Even the memories are a little desolate.

Archaeologist. Didn't ask where you came from.

March in early spring.

In the sun. Flip a touch of green.

Your unhurried words.

There was some surprise. Before the sunset returns home.

In the end, it's time for silence.

It's still time to stick to yourself seriously.

You can formulate a topic based on the content. I think it's called "ethereal", okay.

1 All childhood, you are like a ballad that fills us with laughter.

You are like a little grass that makes nature come alive.

You are the bird flying in the sky, you are the warm embrace of your mother.

The blue sky and white clouds in the sky smiled at me, and I looked for the stars again at night.

Let everyone use the wisdom of the brain together to make our life better.

Childhood, it's a dream, it's a real dream, it's a memory of childhood.

If life loses hope, don't be sad, don't be sad!

Eat and drink, don't grieve yourself!

Because the bad world will not let you go because of your quiet frustration and hunger, it will only intensify the torture and hurt you!

So stand up.

Don't look down, the crown will fall, tears will flow!

The bad guys will laugh wildly when they see it, stride forward with their heads held high, just do it, go and see, there is always a place for you in the world!

A classic of Arctic Jun's poems about winter.

Snow of the Sky ve by Arctic King.

That is, to come to the world as a guest.

A hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye.

A few things to sleep in peace.

Several times I was drunk and didn't want to wake up.

Never stumble. Thousands of nights that miss you.

The sky is like indifference, and the heart is like snow.

Drink up the desolation, this love is fire.

Exclusive tea and drink with the years.

The feeling of warmth and coldness in the world.

Arctic Jun's poetry collection "If Two Snowflakes Meet".

If two snowflakes meet.

ve Arctic King.

In the winter. A white hand.

Whether or not there is a desire to touch.

Another trembling heart.

If two bosom snowflakes meet.

Even in the spring.

I'd do both. Even if you can't fly to the earth.

I melted.

I will also use tears.

Embrace your freshly damp heart.

Arctic Jun's poetry collection "If Two Snowflakes Meet".

Forget the wings that fly.

ve Arctic King.

Open in the cold winter months.

Float and let life fall to the ground.

Piece by piece.

Forget the wings that fly.

Fresh scent.

White stamens.

A quilt that spreads the earth.

Packed with dusty memories.

Let the night fall asleep slowly.

Arctic Jun's poetry collection "If Two Snowflakes Meet".

Cold Moon ve Arctic Jun.

Boundless skyline.

It was so quiet that there was no news of the wind.

A cold moon. Wake up in the snow.

Slowly rise. Leave a trail of light.

At this time, heaven and earth are pure.

The moon and snow balance the temperature.

The colors are divided equally.

Arctic Jun's poetry collection "If Two Snowflakes Meet".

There are rhyming ones and there are also (funny) don't write it, I don't recognize that I want to eat fists, Qiu Hao doesn't eat when he eats, and he becomes in his stomach when he eats.

It's really troublesome to eat and eat, it's better to eat directly.

You are a pig, I am not, so "at the beginning of man, nature is good, you take a bath, I peek." ”

Another so-called "exam without turning the book, it's just a pig." Grab food is not active, IQ is problematic. ”

Hee-hee, give me a thumbs up!

Fireflies fireflies, carrying small lanterns, fly around, because they don't know how to put the lanterns.

Put it there, so run around, this tree is not good, that tree is not good.

Childlike innocence, the dreams of childhood.

With a cloud from his youth, fly to a distant place.

We have precious childlike innocence and childhood dreams.

Childlike innocence is a little elf with wings, innocent and beautiful.

Exuding vitality. Take a closer look, on the swing, by the stream, you will definitely find traces of childlike innocence.

Tree spring tree.

It's a bird's paradise.

Summer trees. It's the stage for cicadas.

Autumn trees. It is the home of fruits.

Winter trees. It is a storehouse of animals.

a d li

1.Row arrangement.

The arrangement of the lines is the most basic external formal feature that distinguishes poetry from other genres.

2.Full of truth.

Without love, there is no way to talk about poetry, and if you don't express true feelings, you can't be a poet.

3.The idea is novel.

Poetry emphasizes the importance of meaning, in fact, meaning is not only important, but also novel, and should be written "Everyone has it in their hearts, but everyone has nothing in their pen."

There should be something unique and new about the novelty.

Discover and feel.

Poetry is not made up. To learn to write poetry, you must have a solid foundation in the Chinese language, such as being able to recite 300 Tang poems. Have a love for life and be able to observe life carefully. Practice more.

But my baby baby is another five minutes No reply to the message, this situation is as urgent as burning eyebrows, I know they are all sniping at you in the dark, please give me more confidence We defeat this distance, you are mine, don't want to escape, I hope I am good enough, every text message is my treasure, not only in the future, but also in the future.

"The Prosperity of Love".

You say you are a flower floating in the world.

My weary wanderer is crazy to take you off.

Thou hast hindered my pace with the lies of passing on words and rhyme poems.

The green trees and red flowers outside the window worked hard to bloom all summer.

When will the wings that once flutter come to pick up a prosperity?

Lonely to the point that the red suit wants to be removed.

Complete the last summer of twenty years old.

Stop at a myth that you always praise my genius.

Encouraged me to be my own audience for many years of falsehood.

Ignore your worries by moving to other cities.

I will also talk to strangers when I am exploring my way.

but they will not be able to abstain from the punishment that will be brought about you.

It turns out that love has to struggle hard to realize how great you are.

By then, I had already wandered to the end of the world.

Recalling the angry words at the beginning, I regretted that I couldn't extricate myself.

A rainbow fell in the vast sea after some rain.

I made a wish that I would love her even if I was silent for the rest of my life.

You are the flower that will never die in my soul.

Cross-linked in and out of peace. The vertical union is busy year after year, and there is no money left all year round.