Read the poem before going to bed ｜ All the warmth has fallen to the freezing point, and the love letter that has not been written has shown crystal clear

"Suddenly I Can't Be a People"

The door of memory is open instantly

But I can't search for the hidden person

Knowing that you have always lived in your heart

But everything seems to be

It's like a way to walk before

A scene that once worked

..

Entering the yellow past

Wandering in the trail of wild grass

Facing the broken back

The disability below the west is unwilling to give pointers

Just remember the moonlight like water

The drunkenness of the hazy beside the stream

..

It's like a beautiful music

The most colorful syllable

The flowing strings suddenly broke

The lights in the night suddenly go out

My mind is confused

I can't figure it out in the blankness

..

Maybe, wake up one morning

Can't think of last night's sun, moon and star

The rivers are still, the sea is wide and the sky

And I have become a wooden fish

Maybe you look at the past

I am the person who suddenly can't remember

"All the grass and trees should wake up"

Some forbearance, hidden in the snow

Silence in the long winter

It's like the warm embrace of the soil

For a dream, the poem is brewing

..

Spring breeze wakes up overnight

Crystal snowflakes have been rained

The footsteps of the cold winter

Echo the sound of the blue bird

..

The rhyme flowing in the stream

New green has grown on the willow tips

The aroma of rapeseed flowers

Live the bee's intoxicated song

..

The earth is open

Ren Chunyu cleans the dust of last night

The sun stretchs a warm big hand

Crusted the firm ice on Dahe's face

..

In the expectation of love

All the grass and trees should wake up

Let the eyes look at spring

The poetic of the birth of birth

"Ice Waterfall"

The severe cold, waving invisible wand

North Wind screaming and chanting spells

The days are cold in one thought

A sword seal the throat, cut off thousands of tenderness

..

The moment the tears condensed

All warmth has fallen to the freezing point

The love letter that has not been written yet

Show a crystal plot

..

Looking at the eyes of the distance

In the clearness of the past

The surging passion

Standing behind the calmness

..

The back of that year turning around

In the cold wind, Bingqing Yujie

A pair of hands that have been held with the moonlight

Fingertips, there are still tenderness overflowing

..

Chunfeng knows, the dream in your heart

And the distance in the dream

You only need to light up in March

At this time, March is on the road

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Author: "Selection of Sleeping Poems" Elected to the poet: Deep

Facing the sea, looking for light with black eyes. On November 16, 2015, the Poetry Society of Sleeping Poetry Club, the Poetry Club took the mission of "speaking for grassroots poets" and the purpose of promoting the "spirit of poetry", that is, the pursuit of the truth, kindness and beauty of poetry, the artistic innovation of poetry, and the spirit of poetry. Poetry friends have been published in the collection of poems "The Spring Blossoms of Sleeping Poems" and "The Grass Ying Ying Flying on Sleeping Poems".

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