Ask for a few poems of Jackie Chow, poems of Jackie Chow

Updated on amusement 2024-07-10
6 answers
  1. Anonymous users2024-02-12

    Zhou Chenglong's poems mainly include: "Until You Appear", "Breaking the Wall", "But I Can't", "Words of the Dead Sea", "Wind Tonight", "The Best Choice", "Swing in Dreams", "Beautiful Myth", "My Good Brother", ".Rape Flowers", "Country", "True Heroes".

    Here are a few excerpts for you to enjoy:

    But I can't.

    Zhou Chenglong. A small, dry fish.

    The tail has long since lost its wobble.

    It's still struggling.

    It also wants to survive.

    All I need to do is give it up a drop of nectar from a bottle.

    But I can't.

    I don't want to die of thirst in this desert.

    Out of the desert.

    But I always feel that something has been left behind, what is it?

    Touch the strong body.

    I just feel empty in my heart.

    Words of the Dead Sea Zhou Chenglong.

    I am an ocean.

    The old ones can't tell the age.

    Maybe at the time of the formation of the earth.

    I already exist.

    Billions of years.

    I buried a lot of bones.

    So the people here.

    Call me the Dead Sea.

    The name sounds scary.

    I don't like it at all.

    But what can I do?

    Only by exalting them to death as much as possible.

    It's windy tonight Zhou Chenglong.

    It's windy tonight. Why don't you light a fishing fire?

    The fire dances with the wind.

    Joy also warms your heart.

    There's me tonight. But it's just waiting for you to see through it.

    Why not let the wind come harder.

    With sparks drifting to the other side.

    The best choice.

    Zhou Chenglong. You're not one of the mythical ethereal stars.

    It's not the most delicate of the flowers.

    Maybe that's why.

    You're the one who seems real.

    Let me run willingly for you.

    Ethereal only reflects the remote.

    Delicate will only dilute the original luster.

    Near-perfect though there is a lot to get.

    So. You are the best choice for me.

    Swing in a dream.

    Zhou Chenglong. Elm money in memory.

    Faintly visible. And under the elm tree.

    A swing that is hard to give up.

    The swing is floating, and the elm money is sweet.

    The innocence in the deep love of the alley.

    It still maintains the same romance as before.

    Shuttle 2060.

    Is it true? Is it magical?

    Maybe it's just childhood.

    An unfulfilled wish.

    The river is long and rolling.

    Yu money is still the Yu money of the year.

    The swing is no longer that swing.

    Until you show up.

    Zhou Chenglong. I'm already tired.

    Tired from a hard day.

    But I don't want to sleep yet.

    If you have a belly.

    I will tell you.

    But you still won't show up!

    You're finally willing to step forward.

    I'm going to confide in you.

    All heartfelt words.

    But he had already fallen asleep.

    I have slept in the bitter cold for an unknown number of times.

    I don't feel tired anymore.

  2. Anonymous users2024-02-11

    Every day of my life,

  3. Anonymous users2024-02-10

    Friend, I'm doing a task, such as picking up the source of silver fruit is helpful to you, please give me some encouragement, thank you!

    A small, dry fish.

    The tail has long since lost its wobble.

    It's still struggling.

    It also wants to survive.

    All I need to do is give it up a drop of nectar from a bottle.

    But I can't.

    I don't want to die of thirst in this desert.

    Out of the desert.

    But I always feel that something has been left behind, what is it?

    Touch the strong body.

    I just feel empty in my heart.

    Words of the Dead Sea Zhou Chenglong.

    I am an ocean.

    The old ones can't tell the age.

    Maybe at the time of the formation of the earth.

    I already exist.

    Billions of years.

    I buried a lot of bones of the Spring Feast.

    So the people here.

    Call me the Dead Sea.

    It's a terrible name.

    I don't like it at all.

    But what can I do?

    Only by exalting them to death as much as possible.

    It's windy tonight Zhou Chenglong.

    It's windy tonight. Why don't you light a fishing fire?

    The fire dances with the wind.

    Joy also warms your heart.

    There's me tonight. But it's just waiting for you to see through it.

    Why not let the wind come harder.

    With sparks drifting to the other side.

    The best choice of Zhou Chenglong.

    You're not one of the mythical ethereal stars.

    It's not the most delicate of the flowers.

    Maybe that's why.

    You're the one who seems real.

    Let me run willingly for you.

    Ethereal only reflects the remote.

    Delicate will only dilute the original luster.

    Near-perfect though there is a lot to get.

    So. You are the best choice for me.

    The swing in the dream of Jackie Chan Zhou.

    Elm money in memory.

    Faintly visible. And under the elm tree.

    A swing that is hard to give up.

    The swing is floating, and the elm money is sweet.

    The innocence in the deep love of the alley.

    It still maintains the same romance as before.

    Shuttle 2060.

    Is it true? Is it magical?

    Maybe it's just childhood.

    An unfulfilled wish.

    The river is long and rolling.

    Yu money is still the Yu money of the year.

    The swing is no longer that swing.

  4. Anonymous users2024-02-09

    Words of the Dead Sea Zhou Chenglong.

    I am an ocean.

    The old ones can't tell the age.

    Maybe at the time of the formation of the earth.

    I already exist.

    Billions of years.

    I buried a lot of bones.

    So the people here.

    Call me the Dead Sea.

    The name sounds scary.

    I don't like it at all.

    But what can I do?

    Only by exalting them to death as much as possible.

    It's windy tonight Zhou Chenglong.

    It's windy tonight. Why don't you light a fishing fire?

    The fire dances with the wind.

    Joy also warms your heart.

    There's me tonight. But it's just waiting for you to see through it.

    Why not let the wind come harder.

    With sparks drifting to the other side.

    The best choice of Zhou Chenglong.

    You're not one of the mythical ethereal stars.

    It's not the most delicate of the flowers.

    Maybe that's why.

    You're the one who seems real.

    Let me run willingly for you.

    Ethereal only reflects the remote.

    Delicate will only dilute the original luster.

    Near-perfect though there is a lot to get.

    So. You are the best choice for me.

    The swing in the dream of Jackie Chan Zhou.

    Elm money in memory.

    Faintly visible. And under the elm tree.

    A swing that is hard to give up.

    The swing is floating, and the elm money is sweet.

    The innocence in the deep love of the alley.

    It still maintains the same romance as before.

    Shuttle 2060.

    Is it true? Is it magical?

    Maybe it's just childhood.

    An unfulfilled wish.

    The river is long and rolling.

    Yu money is still the Yu money of the year.

    The swing is no longer that swing.

  5. Anonymous users2024-02-08

    Zhou Chenglong's poems mainly include: "Until You Appear", "Breaking the Wall", "But I Can't", "Words of the Dead Sea", "Wind Tonight", "The Best Choice", "Swing in Dreams", "Beautiful Myth", "My Good Brother", ".Rape Flowers", "Country", "True Heroes".

    Here are a few excerpts for you to enjoy:

    But I can't.

    Zhou Chenglong, a small dried fish.

    The tail has long since lost its wobble.

    It's still struggling.

    It also wants to survive.

    All I need to do is give it up a drop of nectar from a bottle.

    But I can't.

    I don't want to die of thirst in this desert.

    Out of the desert.

    But I always feel that something has been left behind, what is it?

    Touch the strong body.

    I just feel empty in my heart.

    Words of the Dead Sea. Zhou Chenglong: I'm an ocean.

    The old ones can't tell the age.

    Maybe at the time of the formation of the earth.

    I already exist.

    Billions of years.

    I buried a lot of bones.

    So the people here.

    Call me the Dead Sea.

    The name sounds scary.

    I don't like it at all.

    But what can I do?

    Only by exalting them to death as much as possible.

    It's windy tonight. Zhou Chenglong is windy tonight.

    Why don't you light a fishing fire?

    The fire dances with the wind.

    Joy also warms your heart.

    There's me tonight. But it's just waiting for you to see through it.

    Why not let the wind come harder.

    With sparks drifting to the other side.

    The best choice.

    Zhou Chenglong: You are not one of the ethereal stars in mythology.

    It's not the most delicate of the flowers.

    Maybe that's why.

    You're the one who seems real.

    Let me run willingly for you.

    Ethereal only reflects the remote.

    Delicate will only dilute the original luster.

    Near-perfect though there is a lot to get.

    Therefore, you are the best choice for me.

    Swing in a dream.

    Yu Qian in Zhou Chenglong's memory.

    Faintly visible. And under the elm tree.

    A swing that is hard to give up.

    The swing is floating, and the elm money is sweet.

    The innocence in the deep love of the alley.

    It still maintains the same romance as before.

    Shuttle 2060.

    Is it true? Is it magical?

    Maybe it's just childhood.

    An unfulfilled wish.

    The river is long and rolling.

    Yu money is still the Yu money of the year.

    The swing is no longer that swing.

    Until you show up.

    Zhou Chenglong: I'm already tired.

    Tired from a hard day.

    But I don't want to sleep yet.

    If you have a belly.

    I will tell you.

    But you still won't show up!

    You're finally willing to step forward.

    I'm going to confide in you.

    All heartfelt words.

    But he had already fallen asleep.

    I have slept in the bitter cold for an unknown number of times.

    I don't feel tired anymore.

  6. Anonymous users2024-02-07

    Zhou Chenglong's poems mainly include: "Until You Appear", "Breaking the Wall", "But I Can't", "Words of the Dead Sea", "Wind Tonight", "The Best Choice", "Swing in Dreams", "Beautiful Myth", "My Good Brother", ".Rape Flowers", "Country", "True Heroes".

    Here are a few excerpts for you to enjoy:

    But I can't.

    Zhou Chenglong, a small dried fish.

    The tail has long since lost its wobble.

    It's still struggling.

    It also wants to survive.

    All I need to do is give it up a drop of nectar from a bottle.

    But I can't.

    I don't want to die of thirst in this desert.

    Out of the desert.

    But I always feel that something has been left behind, what is it?

    Touch the strong body.

    I just feel empty in my heart.

    Words of the Dead Sea. Zhou Chenglong: I'm an ocean.

    The old ones can't tell the age.

    Maybe at the time of the formation of the earth.

    I already exist.

    Billions of years.

    I buried a lot of bones.

    So the people here.

    Call me the Dead Sea.

    The name sounds scary.

    I don't like it at all.

    But what can I do?

    Only by exalting them to death as much as possible.

    It's windy tonight. Zhou Chenglong is windy tonight.

    Why don't you light a fishing fire?

    The fire dances with the wind.

    Joy also warms your heart.

    There's me tonight. But it's just waiting for you to see through it.

    Why not let the wind come harder.

    With sparks drifting to the other side.

    The best choice.

    Zhou Chenglong: You are not one of the ethereal stars in mythology.

    It's not the most delicate of the flowers.

    Maybe that's why.

    You're the one who seems real.

    Let me run willingly for you.

    Ethereal only reflects the remote.

    Delicate will only dilute the original luster.

    Near-perfect though there is a lot to get.

    Therefore, you are the best choice for me.

    Swing in a dream.

    Yu Qian in Zhou Chenglong's memory.

    Faintly visible. And under the elm tree.

    A swing that is hard to give up.

    The swing is floating, and the elm money is sweet.

    The innocence in the deep love of the alley.

    It still maintains the same romance as before.

    Shuttle 2060.

    Is it true? Is it magical?

    Maybe it's just childhood.

    An unfulfilled wish.

    The river is long and rolling.

    Yu money is still the Yu money of the year.

    The swing is no longer that swing.

    Until you show up.

    Zhou Chenglong: I'm already tired.

    Tired from a hard day.

    But I don't want to sleep yet.

    If you have a belly.

    I will tell you.

    But you still won't show up!

    You're finally willing to step forward.

    I'm going to confide in you.

    All heartfelt words.

    But he had already fallen asleep.

    I have slept in the bitter cold for an unknown number of times.

    I don't feel tired anymore.

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