Waiting in the moonlight.
Wen bamboo forest breeze.
The autumn breeze is blowing. Who made me speak in the haze?
Helplessly walked slowly.
In the charm of late autumn.
You are as mysterious as a dream.
You are as gentle as the wind.
You are as white as a cloud.
It's my love like a child.
Reminds you of it again.
Emotional loss.
It's like a fallen leaf.
The more anxious the wind, the more painful it becomes.
When will you come again.
I wait in the wind, I wait in the rain.
You're like a breeze that's late.
You are like a white mist slowly dissipating.
You are as quiet and gentle as the moonlight.
Can I not.
Knock on your doors and windows again.
You are like the rainbow in the sky.
You dance like a fairy.
It was you who put on a white garment.
Came auspiciousness and happiness flew to me.
Waiting in the moonlight.
Wandering helplessly.
Cute pretty girl after getting drunk.
A rainbow on the horizon.
It's a colorful dream in my heart.
The lotus pond lotus dew is pure and gorgeous.
It's you who shake the breeze slightly.
Walk slowly towards me.
Waiting in the moonlight.
The bridge sang a lonely song, and the sky was slanting and the clouds were far away.
My thoughts and attachments.
Waiting in the moonlight.
Distant love buried.
Starlight lowered and chatted with me privately.
Said I want to get it back.
The lost love.
Rode the evening breeze and went.
Willingly let the dream drift across the ocean.
Your loose hair.
Let me sway my thoughts for the sun.
Wandering in the night.
dreamed back of the old love.
On green leaves. At the moment when a branch falls.
Who removed my fragrance?
Sparkling dewdrops.
Rolling down in the endless red dust.
Waiting in the moonlight.
The years of tears.
The feeling of running endlessly.
November 4, 2023 at 17:37.
You are the sea in my heart.
Wen bamboo forest breeze.
The smell of the sand.
Surround me. It's the impulse of the first love.
I still thought it was floral.
Movement in the air.
Some. Always revel in yourself.
I like that ocean.
It's the wind that's still drunk.
All my thoughts.
Mountains and rivers are heavy. Sails on the shore.
Waiting for a long voyage.
The romance in my confusion.
Dotted with beautiful scenery by the sea.
In the absence of flowers.
In the wilderness that covered the earth.
Anxious heart. Cool by the sea breeze again.
You are the sea in my heart.
A line between the sea and the sky in the distance.
The radio waves of love are constantly swirling.
I loved the seaside.
With you and my encounter yesterday.
It's the phantom that's getting closer.
Or lovesick restraint.
It always feels like time is frozen.
Look around. It's hard to let go of my own sexual impatience.
It's the wind and waves that kick up the somersault of the fish.
Or the embodiment of your own hormones.
Anticipation in the eyes.
Make yourself happy.
It's happening again again. Who provoked my liking.
The highlights of the voyage are getting farther and farther away.
You are the favorite of my heart.
All impulsiveness and quick talk.
Heaven hears and earth hears.
You hear me, I hear.
Complaining that there is no chance for the present day.
I don't know when we'll see each other.
Missing the day. I miss a year.
The season of flowers.
The sea edge is still found to be shallow.
Favorite sails.
I don't know if it's possible. Take me with you.
The other side. See you in waiting.
Three thousand words. Silent thoughts.
In their own hearts.
I thought about it one day.
I thought about it year after year.
Twilight middle-aged like.
Unbearable by the sea.
Looking back at the beauty of the past.
I don't know how much to use.
Beautiful chapter.
to wake up. Your quality of sleep.
January 31, 2024 at 17:46.
About the Author. Zhang Zhiyan, screen name: Bamboo Forest Qingfeng. He was born in Pingyuan County, Dezhou, Shandong Province in July 1973. I like poetry, prose, romance**, I like to climb mountains, I like to see the sea. He is currently the deputy director of the Business Department of the Liaoning Branch of the Oriental Civilization Communication Association, and concurrently serves as the executive director of the provincial capital, a rural writer, and the editor and deputy editor-in-chief of the Liaoning Manuscript Selection Base of Zhongxiangmei Magazine (Rural China).
Introduction to the gold medal anchor.
Chen Yinlan is currently the director of the Ningxia Recitation Association, a member of the Ningxia Yellow River Poetry Association, the head of the Liaoning Literary and Art Troupe, and the gold medal anchor of the top ten platforms such as the Famous Essay and the World Literature Alliance. In 2022, he won the gold medal of the national "Vivid Kyushu Recitation", the 2022 honor of the "Shengshi China Voice Yue Shenzhou" 2nd Poetry Recitation Contest Outstanding Contribution Individual Award, 2022 Famous Articles, "The Voice" Honorary Diamond Award, won the "Most Beautiful Recitation" award in the National Recitation Competition in August 2023 The third place in the 3rd "Shengshi China" Recitation Contest in Ningxia in 2023, many platform anchors love recitation and literature and art, and are willing to sing praises to the motherland and hometown with their own voices.