Ask the master how to write poems I m a novice?????

Cut the constant affection].

I wanted to travel this way.

You can forget your beautiful eyes.

can cut the slightest wisp of emotion.

and the sorrow that the autumn wind can't blow.

Who would have thought that it would end up.

The mountains and rivers are still the same, and the love is still the same.

You're just behind you, and you're in front of you.

Whether you have forgotten me.

Otherwise, why would there be no news?

Heaven and earth are not you have treasured me.

Otherwise, why is it that smiles always adorn my dreams?

Leave behind beautiful fantasies.

Whether we are destined.

It's just the source of the tail.

It's hard to see if we don't have a chance.

The years will leave me with that.

Sorrow lingers and breaks the liver and intestines.

As long as you love each other once].

If we hadn't met.

Maybe the mind will never be heavy.

If you really miss it.

I'm afraid that life will not be easy.

One look is enough to send the heart through a hurricane.

On barren land.

Deeper understanding of the landscape.

A long journey is enough to haggard a weak heart.

Every glance at the autumn water.

I can't wait for tears to flow.

How can death not be taken calmly.

How can love be indifferent?

As long as you love each other once].

It is a life without regrets.

Silent feelings].

There are always times like this.

It is for love.

only to quietly dodge.

It's the figure that dodges.

But that's the one that can't be avoided.

Silent feelings].

Hesitating in the moonlight.

Wandering in sleep.

Emotional things.

I often don't understand.

It's not that you don't want to love.

It's not that you don't love.

Fear is only afraid Love is also a kind of harm.

Just give me a smile].

Don't give me too much affection.

Let me give you back what I will take.

The debt of affection is the heaviest.

I can't repay it, how can I forget.

Just give me a smile].

Like a glass of wine, like a soft breeze.

This is the most moving manifesto.

It's like spring, warm and elegant.

I tell you.

You say will not be forgotten.

You told me

I treasure them all, too.

For us.

Memories are days that never fall.

Never yellows.

It's always a short time to get together.

The time to look forward to is always long.

The brook of the years.

How many shiny lines of poetry to pick up.

If you miss me.

Just look at the heavens.

Twinkling stars.

I have sought you.

sighed Wang Guozhen.

After school, they just walked together.

Walking together became an essay topic.

Students do it first, teachers do it later.

Parents do it last.

There are three more essays in the world.

There is a lack of beauty in the world.

Hehe, it's actually quite simple. Even if you think of it, you can't express your true feelings. Tell you how to write well:

Go out and walk slowly, don't think about poetry, savor the things around you, when you see something that suddenly arouses your enthusiasm for writing poetry, sprouts some good words, so that the poems that come out are good and beautiful. There can be sarcasm, aspiration, and scenery. You can also write some of your own imaginations, moods, and a good proposal:

Autumn language. Write some thoughts about autumn, yearning and anticipation, and use more metaphors to personify. Hehe, it's best to go online and learn from it too.

1: The peach blossoms are cold and drifted by the wind, the peach blossoms fall across the small bridge, the goldfish play in the water under the bridge, and the birds by the water make new hair. The sweater is not warm and the yellow plum rains, and the raindrops and red pears are extraordinarily delicate. The delicate posture is often accompanied by weeping willows, and the willows fly purple swallows high.

2: The beautiful woman of the high pavilion plays the jade flute, and the flute is hung with silk silk. The delicate incense Buddha's hand, there is a fan in the hand to look at the river tide. The sails on both sides of the tide are steady, sitting firmly in the boat and rocking slowly.

3: It will be late to shake into the West River, and the evening window will be lonely and boring. Talking about pushing the screen window and sighing coldly, the falling clouds are knocked by the water. Knock on the door to ask Tiantai Road, there is a broken bridge over the West River, and the bridge is planted with peaches.

4: Chushan and Qinshan are all white clouds, and the director of Baiyun is with you. Long with the king, the king into the Chu Mountain, the cloud also with the king across the Xiangshui. On the Xiangshui River, the female Luo Yi and the white clouds can lie on the throne and return early.

5: The person who breaks the intestine sends the word of the broken intestine, and the word writes about the heart.

6: Think about the sincerity of the past. Zhicheng is there, who is affectionate, like me?

The ideal is the stone, knocking out the spark of the stars, the ideal is the fire, igniting the extinguished lamp, the ideal is the lamp, illuminating the way forward, the ideal is the road, leading you to the dawn.