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【诗歌散文集锦*多名作者】(江南惠山文学社)《妈妈,我想你》文/文心雕龙又到了一年一度的母亲节,朋友圈挤爆歌颂的字眼,句句深情的打动内心,这份最无私最深情的职业,没有酬金,只能付出,全世界却有无数人默默的做着。五月的艳阳照进屋里,墙根下几缕

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《妈妈,我想你》

     

文/文心雕龙


又到了一年一度的母亲节,

朋友圈挤爆歌颂的字眼,

句句深情的打动内心,

这份最无私最深情的职业,

没有酬金,只能付出,

全世界却有无数人默默的做着。


五月的艳阳照进屋里,

墙根下几缕的白发影子,

透着最坚定的陪伴。

仿若一双混浊的老眼,

㈱对着房门望眼欲穿,

一声熟悉的声音响起:

儿啊,多添件衣裳,

㈑五月的天还有些寒气。

滑落的泪打湿枕边,

呜咽的声音喊一声:

妈妈,我想你。


㉧望着挂在墙角的照片,

妈妈那慈祥的遗容,

深深触动心底的柔软;

您天大地大的养育恩情,

儿却未能报答万分之一。


在母亲节这一天,

我把祝福铭刻在康乃馨上,

愿天堂里没有苦难,

你永远幸福安康,

下辈子我还当你的儿。

【母亲节】


文/培善


像如今天所有的母亲已做母亲

此时汝不信,以后也不会再信了

凉风习习,汝啊无忧而美丽的泪痕


不要击溃我,让汝轮回去娘亲的途中

丢失一个亲,也不可能丢失一个成就

像如今我所有的书卷已经落尘


只要再四目相亲,智慧就会水到渠成

汝轮转时把什么都留下

㊤凉风习习,汝啊э无忧而美丽的泪痕


万不可走失了,回头还是子忆母时

一个蓝毗尼园把汝浪费

汝心中的亲人幻海浮沉

像如今我所有的书卷已经落尘


任汝仞利,多生多劫还做佛的母亲

偌大的誓愿果真能刻骨铭心

凉风习习,汝啊无忧而美丽的泪痕


别的人围绕汝也和汝一样不空地狱

菩提空山,我早已格外小心

像如今我所有的书卷已经落尘

凉风习习,汝啊无忧而美丽的泪痕 

《走进五月》

     

文/暖春


五月去除了我

万象正谋新

枕着蛙声入睡,怎能深沉

约住冲天的梦翅

栖息进母亲的皱纹群

任其骚动振振

家乡青山隐隐

会不会私吞我的青春风韵


一度追着理想飞飞飞

射落我何必用利器

母亲一瞥孤独无助的眼神

♋足矣

捆住我何必用铁丝

母亲额上一缕凌乱白发

足矣

在母亲昏花的眼光里撒欢

丰收欣慰的笑颜

在母亲咫尺眼光里流浪

娇娇娘子那是我诗样远方

【献给母亲节】

         

作者:烟雨濛濛


      母亲是一盏灯,给我们带来光明和温暖,母亲ヘ是一只船,载着我们的期盼和梦幻。

     年幼的时候,我们对母亲只是一种依赖,中年时,我们才对母亲有了更深的理解。

      母亲是一种岁月,她背负着最大的压力,忍受着更多的痛苦,咽下最多的泪水,

仍善良地对着我们。

      在┞母亲的眼里,我们是一个永远长不大的小孩,在你悲伤时,她是慰籍。在你软弱时,她是力量。在你泪丧时,她就是希望。┃

     有一种记忆可以很久,有一种思念可以很长,有一种无私的爱,那就是至亲的母亲!没有母亲,生命将是一团漆黑;没有母亲,世界将失去温暖。

      母亲像一棵大树, 春天倚着您幻想, 夏天倚着您繁茂, 秋天倚着您成熟, 冬天倚着您沉思。在母亲节来临之际,祝愿天下母亲永远幸福安康!

【看海去】


文:东方


赶着滩,

将潮汐拥在午间阳光,

我的爱情就此告别,

将你的微笑留在浪花之上。


看海去,

青春踞守在礁石上,

看月色如银,

等海鸥翔飞,

我与你告别少年,

不在时光浪尖间再见。


椰林里听着涛声礻,

寻你的螺声里的故事,

不再相见,

我与你的故事在银色中淡去,

留下怀念点点。


看海听海,

你的背影依旧留在相框,

只是发黄的纸上浅存了咸咸的滋味。

爱情不再是那浪花,

爱情不再是少年港湾,

我与你同在一帆之舟,

遥遥无期是今生的别念。

《我们为什么要生儿育女?》(短文)


文/狂人日记


“百事孝为先,忠孝两难全”。自古以来人们就首崇孝道,卖身葬父等二十四古孝例千古流传,近年更设定的“母亲节”,“父亲节”,足见孝道在中华民族与中华传统文明文化的重要性!可是,社会上就有那么些人做出许多有背人伦道德的事情。近日在微信上看到这一事例,真令人愤怒!湖南某地一老太生有四子,其中有两个儿子近年先后去世,媳妇以夫丧为由不愿承担赡养婆母的义务(自己也已做祖母了,并且家境富裕),另两儿子轮养老母几年,前不久又该轮换另一儿子家吃居了,这儿媳觉得吃亏了不去接母亲,而这家儿子看轮换日到,便赶老母出门,老母亲气愤难当,在这家儿子家中服农⺈药自杀。这一大家人看着老母在院里两个多少时的痛苦中不予救治而亡,这些人还是人类的人么?还配做人么?老公先母亲过世就不愿自己及儿孙供养母亲,这儿媳妇自已不正在为人婆为人母为人祖母么?而健在的儿子儿媳养儿带孙又图啥?屋檐滴水落原地,风水轮流转。近年农村还有一种怪异现象,很多父母唆使外嫁女儿因嫌弃男方家庭等弃子女另嫁,做女儿的听从了父母的意愿,可被自己遗弃的子女呢?母爱是不可替代的,是无私的,是伟大的,在这特别的日子里,我们要感恩,但在人生道路上要时时将心比心,不忘道义人伦!不忘责任担当,做一个合格的人!否则,以何立命?以何立身?何以为人?何配为人!我们又为何要生儿育女?!

【母亲老了】


文/青春鸟(新疆)


母亲老了

白霜早已染满了鬓发

卐肌肤爬满了皱褶


母亲老了

身姿早已失去了挺拔

步履快成了蹒跚

/

母亲老了

眼睛已成了昏花

穿起针钱要哆嗦个半天


母亲老了

ρ耳朵的听力变得低下

常常你说东来她说西┥

让你嘻哈  


母亲老了

可还是爱找事做个不停

双手两脚象个梭子

⊰总想织出家的美锦


母亲老了

可仍然没完没了操心的命

½见了孩子总爱叨唠

我们永远是她长不大的宝贝


母亲老了

可对生活的热爱一点也没衰减

做饭依然那娇娇娘子么好吃

养花依旧那么精心

读书一直那么认真

为了保持生命的活力

常喜欢拔些野草野菜

就连买菜有近也愿

自个走去远的地方


母亲老了

可她的笑容就像金色的夕阳

辉耀着№我们的世界

多想永远牵着母亲的手

为西天增添一抹靓丽的晚霞

М

【醉】


╗文/诗话人生(陕西)


凋落的花瓣

只留下回忆

影影绰绰的光景

被时间演绎

没有欲望

情节

被命运安排


۩贴耳的细语

滋润了心田

伸手

就可触摸到你的温柔

莞尔一笑

荡漾了久别的情感

朦胧的夜色里

你已走得很远


♦不在乎什么桎梏了

只想沉浸在幻觉里

是虚无缥缈的延续

只要夜没有走到尽头

便

痴迷不悟

〖伤逝〗


文:康庄


我无力抑制想你的心

如同这月光

在内心的白里

开出忧伤和喜悦

花开过荼蘼

总会有一颗心

在麦子的金黄里

流淌出幸福的眼泪

麻雀.布谷和野鸡

它们在拥挤的热度里

各自相爱

它们不知道

会′有随时被遗弃和

丧生的危险

此刻我在急切的想你

像一个偷情的野夫

在伦理的枪口下

沦落为囚徒

还好这只是一种臆想

只想在心灵的依托里

接近你的月光

而桃花一败

我便原形毕露

尘世日渐倾斜

随时有滑坡的危险

背对着月光

如同一个深渊

秋风是一个残酷的名词

在我心里呼啸了多年

之后我的眼泪

飘落成雪

陷进了你持久的严寒

然而这只是个开端

等待或思念

‡都是你致命的成全

所以我无数次的

在心里意淫了你

把一种殷红

放进快意中揉碎


2019.05.11

【让爱飞翔】


作/王庆伟


一个窝伸出了一双翅膀

张开小嘴在等待爱的赐赏

天空那么亮却让我感到迷茫

不知道哪里才是梦的方向


╒一双翅膀在天空中翱翔

阳光照耀着冰冷爱的心房

爱是一张网网住了情字心肠

爱的真谛不能够过于鲁莽


在风中在雨中换个裸露模样

︿阳光下一样芬芳一样芬芳

我想要飞翔飞不出爱的情网

只想在爱的世界细细品尝


在风中在雨中爱应该怎么样

ㅢ黑夜里缠绵无常缠绵无常

花开的季在时光中光彩发亮

一双翅膀被情感折断了网


Á让爱飞翔  在爱的世界里自由的歌唱

让爱飞翔   在蔚蓝的天空用生命畅想

【那一缕青烟总是心中的牵挂】


文/冯干劲


村后的小路很少有人走了

大马路的宽敞早已成为一种习惯

我被小路的杂草拉扯着

拉扯得心中生痛


那棵枣树对我微笑

仿佛认出童年的伙伴

我低头思考着这些植物感情

,它们没有将我忘记

就像我也忘不了家乡

Ⓜ忘不了脚下的小路


小路不老

是我生命进程中的存在

就像一个游子

不管你走得多远

那一缕青烟

总是心中的牵挂

【月亮爬上来了】


➖文/青春鸟(新疆)


夏日的傍晚

总喜欢看东方的天空

当月亮慢慢升起的时候

心就会涌动欣喜

那明亮的月光

不仅美丽了夜幕

好像还含情地注视自己

尽管知道相隔有万里

可仍然觉得

自己就在月亮的眼中

内心所有的一切

都被月亮看得清请楚楚


看着月亮一点一点

顺着山峰往上爬

就好似有一个美丽的姑娘

正慢慢地靠近着自己

她似乎知道

我正在痴情地望着她

她也在细细地窥视着我

她把银色的眼光

照在我的身上

就是想慢慢的了解我

看是否值得她也倾情


当她从山峰升起来

我知道

她已认可了我

她敞开了怀抱

正准备万里相奔

与我相拥互诉爱的真情 

【温馨】


文/诗话人生(陕西)


一个眼神就够了

心里

只想装下那份感动

回到过去

回到那份从容


)

无需掩饰

醉了

就躺下

一杯温水

一句体贴的话

К

还有你不时放在额头的手

就够了

笑容里没有做作

酒窝里

是真情实意


没有丰厚的物质

相对而坐

一份清淡

足可养活寡欲的心


茶里有禅

一幅横批

是点睛之作

夜色尚早

月儿刚刚升起

挽着你的手

听听那首歌谣

【你怎么还不回来】


文/青春鸟(新疆)


你说好

花开你就回来

就会回到我的怀中

就会再做我的娇娇娘子

让我亲个够的宝贝


可春天都已结束

美丽的春花都已开完

你却还没回来

姑娘啊

你现在到底在哪

至今毫无你的音讯


你走后的每一天

我都掐着指头算日子

现在已过了301天

你可知道我度日如年

难道你忘了你我的相约

难道你已把我忘记


我已不敢看到惊喜

我已没有勇气相信

你会突然地出现在我的眼前

你不让我联系你

难道是你在生我的气


姑娘

你到底在哪

既使千里万里

我也要和你想聚


我会长出鸿雁的翅膀

飞到你在的地方

我会走上彩虹的桥顶

和你牵手相依

我会抓住月亮

照亮你可爱的脸庞

我会画颗星星

羡慕你依偎在我的怀中

我不愿看见流星

让温馨的爱只是

短暂地划过我的人生


姑浪啊,你在哪

你怎么还不回来

  【小女生】


文/诗话人生(陕西)


喜欢用眼泪撒娇

楚楚可人的那种

让人心生万般怜惜

轻轻地把你抱在怀里

眼角的泪花

让人有些心碎


咿呀声中

有多少无助

无法用语言表达的

更多的是肢体与眼神

抬头

叫一声貌似妈妈的语气

把身体缩在被窝里

笨拙的有些温馨

肉嘟嘟的感觉

是肉嘟嘟的可爱


出去走走

看看这五月的世界

还在芬芳

果实

含羞在枝头

用手指

为你指引一个充满阳光的人间


小女生

是生命里的花朵

多少牵肠挂肚

只为你得到幸福

醒着

你是我的太阳

睡了

你是静静的月光

有梦的夜晚

你是感动我的那份温暖


[Collection of Poetry and Essays*Multiple Authors] (Jiangnan Huishan Literature Club) Mom, I Miss Youu0026nbsp; u0026nbsp; u0026nbsp;Text/Wen Xin Diaolong It’s the annual Mother’s Day again, and the circle of friends is crowded with praise Words and words affectionately touch my heart, this most selfless and affectionate profession, there is no reward, only pay, but there are countless people in the world doing it silently. The sun in May shone into the room, and the shadows of white hair under the roots of the wall revealed the most steadfast company. Like a pair of muddy old eyes, looking at the door to see through, a familiar voice sounded: Son, add more clothes, there is still a bit of coldness in May day. The falling tears wet the pillow, and the whimpering voice called out: Mom, I miss you. Looking at the photos hanging in the corner, the kindness of the mothers face deeply touched the softness of my heart; your great nurturing kindness, but the child failed to repay one part of it. On Mothers Day, I engraved my blessings on the carnations. May there be no suffering in heaven, you will always be happy and healthy, and I will be your son in the next life. [Mothers Day] Wen/Pei Shan Xiang Ru All the mothers of today have become mothers. At this time you don’t believe it, and you won’t believe in the cool breeze anymore. Your worry-free and beautiful tears don’t crush me, let your reincarnation go mother If you lose a dear on the way to a dear, it is impossible to lose a destiny. Just like all my books have fallen into the dust. As long as you have a blind date, your wisdom will come to pass. When you turn, you will leave everything in a cool breeze. You ah worry-free and beautiful tears. Don’t get lost. When I turned back to my mother and son, a Lumbini garden left you wasting the image of your loved ones in your heart. Now all my scrolls have fallen into the dust. The mother who has been a Buddha after many births and many calamities has made a huge vow. I can remember the cool breeze, you worry-free and beautiful tears. Other people around you are just like you. I’m not empty of hell and Bodhi. I have been extra careful. Now all my scrolls have fallen to the dust and the cool breeze, you are worry-free. Beautiful tearsu0026nbsp;Walk into Mayu0026nbsp; u0026nbsp; u0026nbsp;Wen/Wanchun May removed me, Vientiane is looking for a new pillow to sleep with the sound of frogs, how can I deeply hold back the wrinkles of soaring dream wings inhabiting my mother The group let the turmoil, Zhenzhen, will my hometown Qingshan faintly swallow my youthful charm, once chasing ideals, flying and shooting me, why use a sharp weapon, mothers lonely and helpless eyes are enough to tie me, why use a strand of wire on my mother’s forehead messy hair is enough to rummage around mother dim eye of harvest comforting smile in her mother right close eye of Rangers waited lady that was my poems like distant [dedicated to mothers Day] u0026 nbsp; u0026 nbsp; u0026 nbsp; u0026 nbsp; u0026 nbsp; author: Amidst Mengmengu0026nbsp; u0026nbsp; u0026nbsp; Mother is a lamp, bringing us light and warmth, and mother is a boat, carrying our expectations and dreams. u0026nbsp; u0026nbsp; u0026nbsp;When we were young, we were only dependent on our mothers, but when we were middle-aged, we had a deeper understanding of mothers. u0026nbsp; u0026nbsp; u0026nbsp; Mother is a kind of time. She is under the greatest pressure, endures more pain, swallows the most tears, and still faces us kindly. u0026nbsp; u0026nbsp; u0026nbsp; In the mothers eyes, we are a child who will never grow up. When you are sad, she is a comfort. She is strength when you are weak. When you are in tears, she is hope. u0026nbsp; u0026nbsp; u0026nbsp;There is a kind of memory that can be very long, a kind of longing can be very long, and there is a kind of selfless love, that is, the dear mother! Without a mother, life will be dark; without a mother, the world will lose its warmth. u0026nbsp; u0026nbsp; u0026nbsp; Mother is like a big tree, leaning against you in spring for fantasy, leaning against you in summer and luxuriant, leaning against you in autumn for maturity, and leaning against you in winter for contemplation. On the occasion of Mothers Day, I wish all mothers in the world happiness and health forever! [Look at the sea] Wen: The east rushes to the beach and hugs the tide in the midday sunshine. My love will bid farewell and leave your smile on the waves. Watching the sea, youth staying on the reef, watching the moonlight as silver, waiting for the seagulls to fly, I will bid you farewell to the youth, and see you not in the cusp of time. Listening to the sound of the waves in the coconut grove, looking for the story in your snail sound, and no longer meet, the story of me and you faded away in the silver, leaving a little bit of nostalgia. Look at the sea, listen to the sea, your back is still in the frame, but the yellowed paper has a salty taste. Love is no longer that wave, love is no longer a haven for young people, I am with you on a sailing boat, far away is a miss in this life. Why do we have children (Short essay) Text/Madman’s Diary, Filial piety comes first, loyalty is a dilemma. Since ancient times, people have advocated filial piety, selling one’s body and burying one’s father, etc. 24 ancient filial piety rules have been passed down through the ages. In recent years, Mothers Day and Fathers Day have been set up, which shows the importance of filial piety in the Chinese nation and Chinese traditional civilization and culture! However, there are so many people in the society who do a lot of ethical things. It is really irritating to see this case on WeChat recently! An old lady in a certain place in Hunan had four sons, of which two sons have died in recent years. The daughter-in-law was unwilling to support her mother-in-law on the grounds of her husband’s bereavement (she was also a grandmother and had a wealthy family), and the other two sons She has been taking care of her for a few years. Not long ago, it was time to rotate another son’s home to eat and live. This daughter-in-law felt that she was at a disadvantage and couldn’t pick up her mother. However, when the rotation day came, the old mother drove the old mother out. The old mother was furious. The son committed suicide by taking pesticides at home. How long have everyone watched the old mother die in the hospital without being cured Are these people still human Are you still worthy of being a human being Husband, when his mother passed away, did not want to support his mother and his children and grandchildren. Isnt this daughter-in-law being a mother-in-law and a grandmother herself And what do the surviving sons, daughter-in-laws and grandchildren do Water drips from the eaves, and Feng Shui turns around. In recent years, there has also been a strange phenomenon in rural areas. Many parents instigate their daughters to marry away because of their suspicion of abandoning the husband’s family, etc. The daughters obey their parents’ wishes, but can they be abandoned by themselves Maternal love is irreplaceable, selfless, and great. On this special day, we must be grateful, but we must always compare our hearts to our hearts on the road of life, and never forget the moral and righteous relationships! Dont forget to take responsibility and be a qualified person! Otherwise, how can we establish our fate How to stand up What do you think What a man! Why do we have to have children ! [Mother is old] Text/Youth Bird (Xinjiang) Mother is old, Hoarfrost has long been stained with her temples, skin is covered with wrinkles, Mother is old, her posture has long been lost, and her walks are almost faltering. Mother is old and her eyes have become dim. I need to tremble for a long time when my mother gets old and her ears become poor. Often you say Donglai, she says Xi makes you hip-hop.u0026nbsp;u0026nbsp;When my mother is old, she still loves to look for things and keep her hands and feet like a shuttle. Meijins mother who wants to weave a home is old but still endlessly worrying about her life when she sees the child, she always talks about us, we will always be the baby she will not grow up, when the mother is old, the love of life has not waned at all, cooking is still so delicate Isn’t the lady so delicious I’m still so meticulous in raising flowers, I’ve been studying so hard, I’ve always been so serious in order to keep my life vigorous, I often like to pull out some weeds and weeds, even when I buy vegetables, I would like to go far away on my own. Mother is old, but her smile looks like golden. The setting sun shines on our world, I want to hold my mothers hand forever to add a beautiful sunset to the western sky [Drunk] Wen/Poetry Life (Shaanxi) The withered petals only leave memories, the shadowy scenes are interpreted by time, there is no desire, the plot is destined Arrange the close-to-earth whisper to moisturize your heart and reach out, and you can touch your tender smile, rippling for a long time, in the emotional hazy night, you have walked far away, don’t care what is shackled, just want to be immersed in hallucinations, dreams are the continuation of the ethereal As long as the night does not come to an end, I will be obsessed with it. [Sorrow] Article: Kangzhuang, I can’t restrain my heart from thinking of you, like this moonlight blooming sadness and joy in the white of my heart, there will always be a heart in the wheat after the flowers bloom. There are tears of happiness flowing from the golden sparrow. Cuckoo and pheasant love each other in the crowded heat. They don’t know that they will be in danger of being abandoned and killed at any time. At this moment, I am eagerly thinking of you like a cheating wild man at the ethical muzzle. Fortunately, I am a prisoner. It’s just a conjecture. I only want to approach your moonlight in the back of my soul, and I will be fully exposed when the peach blossoms are defeated. The world is gradually tilted. There is a danger of landslides. Back to the moonlight, like an abyss, the autumn wind is cruel. Nouns whistling in my heart for many years, my tears fell into snow and plunged into your long-lasting cold. However, this is just a beginning. Waiting or thinking is your fatal fulfillment, so I have harried in my heart countless times. You put a kind of redness in my heart. Put it in and crush it with pleasure 2019.05.11 [Let love fly] As/Wang Qingwei stretched out a pair of wings and opened a small mouth waiting for the reward of love The sky is so bright but it makes me feel confused, I don’t know where is the direction of the dream A pair of wings soars in the sky, the sun is shining on the heart of icy love, love is a net with love, the true meaning of love, can’t be too reckless, in the wind, in the rain, changing to a naked appearance, as fragrant as the sun, as fragrant as in the sun, I want to fly Love without love, I just want to savor in the world of love, in the wind, in the rain, how love should be, lingering in the dark, lingering in the dark, lingering and lingering, the season of flowers blooming shining in time, a pair of wings broken by emotion, making love Flyu0026nbsp; Sing freely in the world of love Let love flyu0026nbsp; u0026nbsp;Imagine with life in the blue sky [That wisp of smoke is always a concern in my heart] Wen/Feng Ganjin There are few people walking on the road behind the village The spaciousness of the main road has long become one Im used to being pulled by the weeds of the path, and I feel pain in my heart. The jujube tree smiles at me as if it recognizes my childhood partner. I lower my head and think about the feelings of these plants. They have not forgotten me, just like I cant forget my hometown, I cant forget my feet. The small roads are not always the existence of my life process, just like a wanderer, no matter how far you go, the wisp of smoke is always in my heart [the moon is coming up] by the young bird (Xinjiang) I always like it in the summer evening Looking at the eastern sky, when the moon slowly rises, my heart will surge with joy. The bright moonlight is not only beautiful, the night seems to be looking at me affectionately. Even though I know that there are thousands of miles away, I still feel that I am in the eyes of the moon. Everything in my heart I’m all clearly seen by the moon, please Chu Chu watching the moon little by little as it climbs up the mountain peaks, as if there is a beautiful girl slowly approaching herself, she seems to know that I am looking at her infatuatedly, she is also careful Peeping at me, she shined her silver eyes on me just to slowly understand if I was worthy of her love. When she rises from the mountain, I know that she has recognized me. She opened her arms and was about to run away. Embracing me and telling each other the true love of loveu0026nbsp;[Warm] Wen/Poetry and Life (Shaanxi) One look is enough, I just want to hold that touch, go back to the past, go back to that calmness, and lie down for a cup without concealing drunkenness A thoughtful sentence of warm water and your hand on your forehead from time to time is enough. There is no artificial dimple in the smile. It is true. There is no rich material. Sitting on a light tea that can feed the widowed mind. There is Zen and a horizontal criticism. The finishing touch The night is still early, Yueer just rises up holding your hand to listen to that song [Why havent you come back] Wen/Youth Bird (Xinjiang) If you say that the flowers are blooming, you will come back and you will return to my arms Ill be my charming lady again and let me kiss the baby enough but the spring is over, the beautiful spring flowers are over, but you havent come back, girl, where are you now, there is no news of you since you left Every day I pinch my fingers and count the days. Now 301 days have passed. Do you know that my life is like a year Have you forgotten your appointment with me Have you forgotten me I don’t dare to see surprises. I don’t have the courage to believe that you will suddenly Appearing in front of my eyes, you won’t let me contact you. Could it be that you are mad at me, girl, where are you even if you are thousands of miles away, I want to get together with you, I will grow the wings of a wild goose and fly to where you are, I will I walk up to the top of the rainbow bridge and hold hands with you, I will grab the moon to light up your lovely face, I will draw a star and envy you, snuggle in my arms, I don’t want to see meteors, let the warm love just pass me briefly Auntie in life, where are you, why don’t you come backu0026nbsp; [Little Girl] Wen/Poetry and Life (Shaanxi) Loves to spoil you with tears, the kind that makes people feel pity and tenderly hold you in his arms The tears in the corners of the eyes make people a little heartbroken. How helpless are there in the babble. What cant be expressed in words is more of the limbs and eyes raising their heads and making a tone that looks like a mother. Then shrinking the body in the bed is awkward and a little warm and fleshy. It’s meaty and cute, go out and take a look at the world in May. The flowers are still fragrant and the fruits are shy on the branches. Use your fingers to guide you. A little girl in the world full of sunshine is the flower of life. Just for you to get happiness, waking up, you are my sun sleeping, you are the quiet moonlight and dreamy night, you are the warmth that touched me
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