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Appreciation of Modern Poetry of Magma Rain
Sunflowers in winter

The favor of sunshine is too heavy and too strong.

From spring to autumn, from light green to golden yellow.

You look up at the sun.

Telling endless thoughts

Countless dark clouds have covered the sun.

There are also violent storms and arrogance.

But nothing can make you give up.

Unable to resist the power of constancy.

Even if the cold winter comes.

Also want to pour the last energy.

Lift your head.

Frozen in the south forever.

In a winter yard, I saw a sunflower; Although it is dry, it is still standing)

wait for

The fire in my heart has been lit.

Otherwise, my heart is hot.

You are lonely.

Millennium dream

Bloom in the long river of life

That year

this year

Another year

The wind dried up the desert.

Seeds became crops.

Become a seed again

This tree is yellow and green.

I can't give up, and I can't bear to give up.

I do

Taste while waiting

You will definitely appear in spring.

Break up suggestion

Editor's note: Simple and warm, natural and lively.

You said that you often dream about flowers and full moons,

Everything in the world.

You always think so happily.

I like your innocence,

I prefer your romance;

But I never want to.

I've heard you say such straightforward things countless times.

There are bitter and sweet in real life,

way of life

It's never been so flat.

You like bright flowers,

I prefer that the moon is round;

But it never occurred to me

How much time has changed them.

I'm not pessimistic about life,

Struggling hard

I always keep my eyes open for success.

You said you wanted to work,

He also said that you can make money;

But it never occurred to me

How much effort is behind the wish!

I often dream of your smiling face,

During the long journey

Full of my thoughts about you.

Please take care of our home,

Please remember my message,

When I win, I will.

Say full moon with you.

Dust invasion day

Wood, fire, earth, gold, water, man, god and earth blend together.

(Dedicated to YZ, soul mate-Xiao Na Fei)

Guarding by wood grain, the guardian is shattered by his own illusion.

The extra horns of civilian life are buried in dead horse powder (medicine)

Sun Shi gives lectures. It will bypass the iron shop and force its way into the liver area.

The flattering glory is also buried in Woody, the wheelbarrow pusher.

People with ballpoint pens in their heads, people who sing witchcraft, people who eat Mazu.

Dreaming of crossing the strait to pay homage to the snake man playing with fire (portable ice planer)

The fact is that there is no need to wash eyes and pupils with crystal essence now.

"Petals and fungi planted by Helen." And moths that lay eggs; this

Judy (there must be a Kashgar god who plays with moths for a living)

Biological Identification Basis of Taxpayers in Wasteland Dead Horse Powder (Medicine)

Patterns invisible to the naked eye; Oh, the wind also smells of stillbirth.

The sky is falling, and the dust in the city where I live is getting fatter and fatter.

The wind is clinging to rivets, daffodils are full of ice red pockets.

National Highway 324 is crowded with drug dealers, guerrillas and poetesss.

The sky is falling, and the ground is full of the abyss of light and Lickitung leeches.

The subversion of idle days and the reincarnation of human nature are all related to disillusionment.

Shadow storm-moving villages, this is already the implementation of clouds and recipes-

By magical power, it was sewn on laocoon's clothes.

Noble filth leaks from flesh and blood, and canaries are wrapped around wires.

Beg ... beg ... beg ... beg. ...

Listening to the neat and messy voice is like inserting a needle.

It looks like a slight earthly branch uterus, combining multiple roles.

Some soldiers' heads were not cut off by candlelight.

(+) Feed the lips of desire with dirty fingers.

There are blood drops in the "hospital toilet" to feed flies.

Gathered in 100 thousand wired areas and a new death handbook.

Joy comes from the rapidly crowded town-crushing horse powder (medicine)

Hey, a group of black soldiers are still babbling: kneel down, worship and go home.

Luo Ao, Yao, Cindy, Mai De, Gui Hai, take off your belt.

"Wash yourself in the moonlight and turn over tomorrow." Hope of the air

So many shining ribs have been disarmed.

The decorated fence swept the flower lake and the grass capital.

The revolutionary baby (tomb castle) is on the flute hole in the horn of the waves.

Beg ... beg ... beg ... beg. ...

Splash up a hundred times the vortex of lonely souls.

It may be said that I am ashamed to spread the ideas I learned from textbooks.

Excellent attenuation-from the evening greeting.

Put the dead horse powder (medicine) into a silver dustbin and a high sink.

Firefighters in exile complained to each other about the darkness around them.

The dwarf living on the pillar began to pray.

"The wind also blew the pimps in the village onto the page."

The green messenger who catches dragonflies has not slept for five weeks.

The hanging basket is empty and green. Beggars gather in the holy land.

(Mu Ruins Apartment) A holy place where dog blood circulates around the ground.

Beg ... beg ... beg ... beg. ...

Killing dreams threatens to forget.

The activity in the distance is in the empty white bone hair salon.

Mango forest is mating with the coming acid rain. Dead horse powder (medicine)

Together with ants, they carried the coffin to the constellation in the dew.

Broken is a turning point, a reading that ends in admiration.

It is realized on the suburban low tide observatory.

Butterfly-like ceremony silent advertisement dead horse powder (medicine)

Synthetic ammonium washing and nose refining of pure oil.

I still don't understand that the use of slaughter will prevail among the people.

This is similar to cutting charity between feather wings and gull sails.

Buddy, Zigui, Xiaoyun-and Xi with antlers.

Long sleeves are about to drip, appearing in the short wind.

They spit and sang in unison, "May God take care of you!"

May life and love shine ... "

Expectation is a calculation to turn the corner for life. ...

I planted peanuts in southern Fujian but harvested daffodils (aged)

Save memories for a new day when banyan vines are covered with harps.

The saddle is smooth, and the pipes in the plastic chemical plant are draining.

A lot of courage can't escape, poison sparrow, like western ears.

You can hear the big and small notes of those ants jumping with the light.

Could it be a possibility/that is to say, a dead horse is still a powder (medicine) for a living horse doctor?

There's not much left. Kashgar was the last eunuch of the Conservative Party.

The pure slogan actually bent the stone pillar.

Hundreds of miles away, the mayor of Zhuyu Salt Field dried up.

Also, the scarecrow is standing on the top of the stove.

The crow in the morning-stretches back like an eraser.

The appliance was inserted into the rattling toy rut belt.

Concave-convex execution ground (sharing the moon ladder with king of the children)

The latecomers on the Dream Bridge, it's getting late.

Strange conversation between a white thrush and a satellite system

Blank hunter, blank Xiamen bride

The sea has risen, and the pine needles have also risen ... Correct each other.

It's like the release of hell. Only lepers can believe it.

Dead horse powder (medicine) lost in biblical interpretation

When Zijin powder was spilled from the pawn building of TK Bank,

When Ah Kai, the tattered king, died under the scaffolding at the second ferry.

It's getting late, and the evil of "Yang-Mystery" is a contrast.

Learn from British leeches and clean up your broken eagle nose.

Frozen tomatoes, too, climb the chimney of Pien Tze Huang Pharmaceutical Factory.

The light you eat is like a gentle cooking style. ...

"Contraction will be a pita cake that lives in the blood."

The weather across the Qinhai Sea in barris is worth analyzing.

-If the cause of death is unknown, he will be resurrected in the note.

Buddha doesn't care about cows, but he doesn't care about cows. Relatives regard dust as relatives.

The parrot hasn't eaten corn for five days (the little red book is rotten)

Bai Nei's popularity in the Kuomintang-controlled areas has held up its cloud in the cracks of history.

The merger of famous prostitutes staged a scene of lying, cheating and fighting.

Wenpi masquerade ball give and take. Display organ (cut off)

Fortunately, celebrity shit can't be registered

Fortunately, flowers can still cover up spring ... dead horse powder (medicine)

Who is Deng Zhan still in charge of darkness and "revenge"?

Who else am I responsible for? I sincerely said, "clap your hands."

Wang Jinxi, lifting a heavy hammer, has turned into crude oil rubbing against each other.

Zhan Ying's widow, the son of a shrinking grandson, leaked out hole by hole.

Parrots haven't eaten fireworks for five days ... and calligraphy is polluted.

The teaching of burying the skull in octagonal mouthwash is even lighter.

I don't know where my sixth rib is. ) You can touch it.

My fifth suite has turned my fifth lover's cotton bra into a "hidden wood god"

Curse me: I share her blood. Until the last person

Holding foreign stairs, I fell into the swamp where loach was sterilized.

"A thought is like a piece of sucrose paper." A dead horse is a living horse doctor (medicine)

Give me half of Eden secretion and apply it to Baicheng wall.

Drifting in the Lou Ji Strait, the nuclear submarine ionized my other half.