Find you,
Find yourself who will never travel far from now on.
one
When I was eating beef noodles in Lanzhou, I imagined that you were there.
The slender Lamian Noodles is full of lingering water of the Yellow River.
It's your tenderness,
The river runs northward.
two
I went to Xi and passed through the city.
White people and bodies like me,
It is you.
This ancient city has not died for thousands of years.
You can be reflected in the eyes of strangers.
three
There is a Shanxi in the north,
The water in Fenhe River is cold and lonely.
On a cold rainy night in April,
I can't stand your wandering,
I had to spend the night in Taiyuan to Yuncheng, which is a careful south.
four
Shizuishan, Ningxia,
There lived an ignorant boy on the Gobi Desert.
After more than 20 years of human suffering in the world,
There are still thoughts in the lonely smoke,
The bonfire in the twilight is Han Xiao.
five
From Shijiazhuang to Zhangjiajie,
I never remember that the water in the sky belongs to human beings.
The buses there are not crowded,
I have a window seat on my left for you.
six
Suzhou is also called heaven,
I went from the factory in Wujiang to Shajiabang in Changshu.
Jiangnan doesn't belong to me,
Tofu brain ate bowl after bowl,
Just waiting for you to show up
seven
Shanghai on New Year's Eve,
It's too bright to miss home.
If you had been there,
I also went through the crowd to see you,
By the way, forget the distance of 1000 years.
eight
Listening to them speak Cantonese in Guangdong,
Look at the blue sky in the distance in Shenzhen Houshan.
Shout loudly,
All the way to Zhongshan,
I wonder if you are not used to the refreshments there.
nine
The rice noodles in Changsha are only half eaten.
Orange Island is full of mountains.
There you are,
The forest is just dyed,
Hunan,
Xiangjiang River is not far from you.
ten
The bus detained me in Anyang,
That's Henan in the Central Plains.
Spent the night on the side of the road,
Look at the stars,
I think you are just a moment.
eleven
Draw a world so big in the snow in Inner Mongolia,
Me and you.
Then let the long north wind blow it away,
Pray for the warm sun to melt,
I found my direction in the direction of her flow.
twelve
There is a man in Beijing who stays up all night.
With Beijing, which stayed up all night.
It was a rainy season,
I have a big umbrella,
You're not here,
I'm soaked to the skin,
Wet all over Sanlitun.
My life is too clear,
There is only one symbol with a long history.
A place,
A symbol.
These are related,
My world is full of you.
For you, modern poem 2 likes to bring the first touch of morning light.
Go for a walk in your space
Look at the picture and browse the text.
Listen to your favorite music.
Taste your emotions from "talking"
Parting moment
Gently wipe away my footprints
I like starry sky, too.
Wandering in front of your window
Imagine you at this moment.
Entanglement and joy
A smiling face.
Still full of sadness
Good morning, Cher
It's midnight, please rest quickly.
Pot a pot of telephone porridge every day
In the ear
Listening to you is my greatest pleasure.
Why is my voice a little hoarse?
Your ankle will swell up.
Don't go too far.
Go up the stairs slowly, don't breathe.
I should eat on time when I am away.
Take care of yourself.
If you like my poems,
I will write for you all my life.
One song a day
Get up with the sun
Fall asleep slowly with the sunset glow
If you were the moon.
I am the tide that accompanies you.
day and night
Dancing by your side
Sing a song for you from time to time
Love is liking everything about you.
Your big eyes
Your bad temper
Love is not only tolerant, but also stingy.
rejuvenation
As beautiful as stumbling.
Love your yesterday and present.
Love your future.
The first light of dawn
The sun is sinking in the west
I never leave.
Here's to your modern poetry. A corner of the white shirt is still exposed.
The vintage phonograph is still creaking in circles.
The hydrangea in front of the window has turned blue and white.
The grass ring caught the brightest smile.
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The carousel in the corner garden is still in love.
Whose window is that handsome bike parked in?
Those little secrets of the fleeting time
In whose diary did you become a star?
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You and that persistent lingering have become an impenetrable line.
Repair my broken doll into the sweetest miss.
A boy, a city, childhood songs
Settle into bricks and leave them on the wall.
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When did it start to rain?
The fragrance of wisteria is forgotten and withered.
And our promise not to cry.
And I stubbornly wrote forever.
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Some people waste a lot of time.
Some people can touch the years of their lives.
There are others, such as your teenagers.
It also makes someone's eyes sour.
We were buried together in the treasure chest under the tree.
Can you still find the letter I wrote to you?
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Scribbled handwriting, pink writing paper.
I said we'll never miss it again.
In the coffee shop on the corner.
I'll smile and say
long time no see
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