There are light poems in the long cloudsThere are continuous feelings in the light poemsThere are my gentle greetings in the continuous feelings.
hpgpyob.cnI finally believe that every way up there is a reason why it has to trudge like thatThere is no forever cloudy skyas long as the sun of life rises from the heart.

I once regretted your short lifebut forgot that your season is equal to my life.He is the author of more than ten prose collectionssuch as "red baby""water question""only because I am in the mountain""yueniang sleeping in bed""private room book""afternoon tea""sleepwalking book""Rouzhi basin""daughter red" and "naughty little tomato".When you think about peopleit's light.

WellI say that the thin leaves of this ancient tree are the language of philosopherssimple and deep.When the festering soul no longer wants to do a bit of thinkinglet me quietly return to my cocoonwith memories as the couchwith sorrow as the coverthis is my only beauty.

The sun warms the wall and the night cools it.
hpgpyob.cnIf there is such a clean personhe is the first Bodhisattva.In factdisputes in many casesand did not leave any win or losebut lost a lot of the feelings should cherish.
In factwhen the bicycle rolls around and slowly takes me away from youI really feel the feeling of being familiar with the world and giving up bit by bit.Have always wanted to let others know their feelingsthose heavythose unable to tell the sadness and desolation.
In factI always turn faster than you.Will the love engraved on the back of the chairlike the flowers on the cementopen the windless and lonely forest.