Good poetry, who knows, what is good poetry?

The recommendations upstairs are all very bad, at least not the poet's masterpiece.

The day the wind passed.

I didn't think about being born again.

Silent in the corner, alone and warm.

Throw that cold out of the clouds.

I hope that the silence can be eternal.

Yes, the season will come.

When the flowers bloom.

Enjoy the rest of the year.

The Wind Passes Away" Wang Jue.

Nalan Rongruo, Liu Yong, and Ouyang Xiu are all very good.

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 lead.

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 trampling sound is silent. The spring of March is not revealed.

Your heart is a little window, and the letter is 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 on the scales 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 fiber pulley).

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 loved once and then parted.

So long a lifetime.

No, it's just, it's just.

When looking back. That short moment.

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 good that you remember, it's better if you forget, the light that shines on each other at this rendezvous is early!

3. "Error".

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, and 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 trampling is not loud, and the spring curtain in March is not revealed.

Your heart is a little window closed.

My Dada's horse's hooves are the mistake of a beautiful bird.

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 on the balance of life, so that all the survivors lost their coarseness.

Weight.