I beg the big brothers and sisters to help the younger brother write two poems high score kneeling

Inadvertent encounters.

I met you in the vast sea of the Internet.

The network is virtual.

I never believed that there would be any real feelings up there.

Nor will they talk about feelings on it.

Of course, it is not emotional.

But. At the same time that I don't think it's going to be emotional.

I realize that you have entered my world.

Watch you go online and offline every day.

Even if it's just a few words.

Even if it's just one word.

My heart will be sweet too.

Whenever I open QQ.

I hope you're looking for your colorful avatar.

When you find that your avatar is gray.

There will be an inexplicable loss welling up in my heart.

In fact. I know you feel the same way I do.

I also walked into your dreams.

I once said it to you.

We don't talk about feelings.

We are only confidants, not celebrities.

But this heart cannot be controlled.

Feelings are not allowed by themselves.

Naturally, the two hearts merged.

The feeling is sweet.

But who knows.

Behind this sweetness is endless sorrow.

That's because we can't walk into reality.

You can only know each other online, cherish each other, and depend on each other.

How I wish I could hold your hand and walk through this life together.

Even if this hope is just a dream.

I would also like to never wake up in this dream.

When the sun sets.

It's when I miss you the most, in the city you're in.

Whispered, I miss you.

I don't know you who are far away.

Can you hear me.

Walk alone again.

Look back. Moon on the castle tower.

Helpless thoughts are like the tide of a broken embankment.

Welling up in my heart. Tears had blurred my eyes.

Walk alone again.

It's hard to let go of dreams. Love is hard to keep.

Neon lights flickered in the distance.

Love to the end. No one can repair a broken heart in this life.

One person, one city makes my heart ache all my life.

The first one. Night falls.

I couldn't help but look up.

Look up at the stars. Every star.

It's like your eyes.

I can't help but think of you.

I think of you when you're far away.

Affection for you. It's forever and ever.

I know. I miss you.

Can't help yourself. The second song.

Let's go together.

Walk on familiar paths.

You say break up.

Cherry blossoms falling. I'm the only one left.

Walk alone. You take me with you.

Walk towards a lonely city.

But you say goodbye.

Leave me behind and walk into the woods.

This city and me.

Lonely crying and trembling.

I couldn't find my way home.

I had to live in the city.

Every time I think of you.

Unforgettable pain.

Lingering. Bear it silently.

The memories you brought to me.

A lifetime of heartache.

A door, a lamp, a period of melancholy.

Fu Wenpei, you have the ability to rob a man, you have the ability to open the door! Open the door, open the door, open the door

Jiang Hua flew down to the soul in the dream.

The alleys of the ghost city hurt people every month.

Singing in the middle of the night.

The lonely shadow is against the empty door.

Hongchen is mostly ruthless.

Joys and sorrows are true a few times.

The cold and summer passed away in the past years.

Half of the pen and ink left tears.

Plum blossom makeup in the diamond mirror, daughter red with daughter fragrance.

The candles in the cave room are short at night, and they get up and wash their hands to make soup.

Hao's wrist is easy to throw the streamer, and the three autumn entertainment has not yet been long.

I know that I don't want to break my liver and intestines when I die!

The warbler is still hesitant, and the depth of the thrush is sad.

The sad wind is incomprehensible and sends the yin letter, and the laughter is dyed with sideburns.

Life and death are already two vast, and the phoenix hurts its phoenix.

played a song "Jiangchengzi", choking speechless and crying.

I send my sorrow and the bright moon, and follow you until the night is long.

Don't worry about the road ahead, no one in the world knows you.

Persuade the gentleman to have a glass of wine, and there is no one in Yangguan in the west.

Luoyang relatives and friends asked each other, and a piece of ice was in the jade pot.

The sky moves flowers to welcome the moon, and the people in the deep courtyard return to the moon with flowers.

Although it is hard to find thousands of sands, the sand is blown to the gold.

The spring grass will be green next year, and the king and grandson will not return.

The husband is all over the world, and he is still next to each other for thousands of miles.

There is a confidant in the sea, and the end of the world is like a neighbor.

There is no distance between each other, and thousands of miles are still neighbors.

Young people enjoy new knowledge, and they miss old friends in the twilight.

Friends are often met with literature, and only virtue is a neighbor.

Thousands of sails passed by the side of the sinking boat, and ten thousand trees were spring in front of the sick tree.

The snow pressure bamboo head is low, and the low wants to stick to the mud, and a round of red days is still with the sky.

1. Although it is hard to find thousands of waters, the sand has been blown away and the gold has arrived.

2, Xiongguan Mandao is really like iron, and now it is stepping forward from the beginning.

Hagangneung Li Bai.

Between the white emperor and the clouds, thousands of miles of Jiangling will be returned in one day. The apes on both sides of the strait could not stop crying, and the light boat had already crossed the ten thousand mountains.

There is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village!

This poem can express the meaning of your two questions! It's all used!

Dapeng rises with the wind one day and soars to 90,000 miles!

There is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village!

There will be times when the wind and waves will be long, and the clouds will sail into the sea.

There is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village!

Riding the wind and waves will sometimes hang straight on the clouds and sail into the sea, which is more atmospheric.

The mountains and rivers are poor and there is no way out, and the willows and flowers are bright and spring.

The green poplar smoke is light and cold, and the red apricot branches are in spring.