Poetry is really funny, but it hides embarrassment with sadness

Mondo Culture Updated on 2024-01-28

Decisively get rid of the world.

Smiling, walk into autumn.

Time is more like a naughty child, pouting and scribbling.

The differences in the various watersheds are highlighted.

A particularly wonderful collision that attracted some special people.

Looking up, the sapphire blue heart is calm.

The walls of the pot are creeping and brightly orange.

It looks like it was just dyed yesterday.

The mountains and rivers are sitting in the well and watching the sky, and the footprints are one by one.

The path is either high or low.

The reptilian panic circles around the pelvic floor.

Sun Wukong couldn't walk out of Wuzhi Mountain and scooped a handful of water.

Wash a ** in the conventional concept.

Relax and take a good look.

The sound of the water caused by the drop, murmuring.

The ears love it.

Birdsong is as sharp as an arrow to prevent smuggling.

Border. The owl turns a blind eye for safety.

Squatting. Where the palm is big, there are few people.

But, it's really fun.

Winter rain, where is the heart cold.

Standing quietly in front of the window, the wet and cold can't come in.

Scratches on the glass slid across the palms of your hands.

The slender tongue always wants to lick and taste the fate of others.

Bitterness is isolated and can only drift in the lights of the night.

The beggars in the streets were baptized more than once.

The soul is pale again and again, when will the sun dry the heart.

Water is ingress in Line 2, and the agreed time can only be dried at the starting point.

The rose withered prematurely, for four whole days.

Midnight, opposite upstairs.

Someone on the balcony listened to the ** message.

Over and over again, the cigarette almost burned my fingertips.

So many people, for their own reasons.

Poke the tear spot. The sky can't see sadness, but sadness.

Cover up the embarrassment of many people.

Cars come and go, and neon is easily shattered.

When it was gathered again, there was obviously a trace of wind and dust.

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