Prose poems I walked from there

Mondo Culture Updated on 2024-02-12

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I walked from there.

Smelled pungent **.

I saw the flowers waiting to be released.

Hear a beating pulse.

Touched her resolute character!

Yes! The joy of the spring breeze.

The bewilderment of the summer rain.

Autumn impetuousness.

The loneliness of the winter cold.

Her steps are firmer and lighter.

Her figure is more vigorous and graceful.

She's not an ugly duckling anymore.

It's a charismatic messenger in a thousand forms.

I walked from there.

Dizzying and colorful.

I walked from there.

The heart is surging like a poem.

I walked from there.

Left behind a series of beautiful writings.

I walked from there.

Blooming with beautiful flowers!

Poetry Walk:

The sunrise over there is not a dream

Looking at the clouds and the sky is empty, fate is difficult to enjoy, cloudy and sunny and lack of wind and rain, the sunrise over there is not a dream!

Making something out of nothing is not a dream, it is difficult to dream of sticking to the rules, dare to think and dare to practice, and work hard to win!

Turn the page of the past and not repeat it.

Turn the page, eager for style!

The red glow of the sunset, a life full of warmth and happiness, no longer lingering!

Geese welcome spring

A lone tree does not make a forest, and it is difficult for a lone goose to form a flock.

The cold winter returns to the west, and the geese welcome spring.

The mountains are suitable for walking and not flying, and the fresh air is refreshing.

The heart is relaxed and happy, and the flowers are intoxicating!

Honesty first, good follow, kindness and kindness, kindness and kindness, great love, family and wealth are expensive!

Once. Hurriedly walked from here, and today set off from here, tasting the past, my heart can hardly suppress the passion!

For a long, long time, the sound of the train accompanied me to Beijing.

When I grew up and needed to work, the plane took me east, west, north, south, and middle!

Since then, I have never taken a train again, but have traveled through the blue sky!

It feels like that, not the time it was.

Time is like this train, full of my past.

played the song of the past, and sang the young and crazy past!

I dreamed of going there, and today I finally have the opportunity to take the speeding train and step into the Buddha land of my dreams!

Wow! The sky is blue and the ground is green, and there is a strong fragrance everywhere!

Wow! It is a holy place for people to pay homage to the Buddha!

I was convinced! This is a heaven for purifying the soul!

I made a wish, and I made the best wish in my heart!

My dream has come true, and it will surely inspire me to go to a new world!

Reminiscent of the past, vigorous development is strong!

Look at today, the sunset shines again!

Do not reduce the ambitions of the year, and return the blueprint to the world!

About the Author:

He Xin is engaged in cultural and museum work and is an associate researcher. Hobby cultural and creative.

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