Biyu famous words

1. The dew bypasses the chair, the lotus is already fragrant / you hide in a camouflage squat / give me a hidden weapon, before / I can't see the flaws / can't see the smile in the knife / avoid your tricks, hide Open your smile / avoid your hidden poison and clever tongue / you have entered the autumn, and how cool the autumn / face the residual load, I think of snakes and grasshoppers / and poisonous insects / face You, I think of toxic, awkward, fox, poor / sad, misfortune and suffering / I think of autumn / and you have a warm and kind face like autumn.

2. I don't think life can lack poetry. Just as the body can't lack blood and breath, they are the most beautiful, warmest, most romantic, and most necessary materials for a complete life.

3. A good poem must have talent, experience, personality, artistic conception, originality, and healthy thinking. In general, the most basic condition for a good poem is to be able to impress readers, infect readers, and give readers Bring the beauty and enjoyment of reading.

4. There is no uniform standard for the quality of a poem, just as there is no uniform standard for the beauty and ugliness of a flower. Some of the so-called standards mainly depend on the interests and aesthetic perspectives of readers and appreciators.

5. In my life, I can lack gold and silver jewellery. I can lack a real estate car. I can lack gorgeous costumes and beautiful faces, but I can't lack poetry.

6. I did not regard poetry as a lover, nor did I regard poetry as a child, nor did I use poetry as a toy. Poetry is my blood, my breath, my spirit, a part of my life, a part of the body.

7. Green begins to stare at the stars, moonlight and flowing water and the earth's inner/green looking at the sky is also seen by the sky / green bright, simple / not flowing / at this moment I stand in the green, deep into the green and vast / The vast sky/stars are as free and serene as the fireflies. I am moved by the songs of the earth. I am chasing the green waves like a layer of green waves. At this moment, the water flows in the distance to write the flow/away from the hustle and bustle/at the moment. I took a light breeze and put the green on my chest.

8. Dear, before I get sick, please take me to the highest peak of the Dabie Mountain, White Horse Point. / There is a dream of my dreams. Biyu Clear Sky / We don't have to carry luggage / don't have to take a bus or bring their own car to go to us Just make an appointment, start from the warmest part of the mind / reach the height I want to reach / let us relive the feeling of climbing the sky / the sky under the blue sky has your attention to the excitement and serenity / have I take off my boots The hustle and bustle of the flight and the elegance of your ascent to the mountains / how much I missed my dear / dear / I remember the green under the blue sky / your hand touched my heart.

9. You need water right, refuse water is right / you open white flowers spit yellow core / also right / you use your fragrance to prove your unique / also right / your fragrance, thick is beautiful / light is also beautiful / you drift across the slammed threshold and ring the neighbor's doorbell / is also beautiful / you open in the rainy night or quiet afternoon / are beautiful / I passed you, I am also beautiful.

10. Sitting with a butterfly, with a blue song / with a pool of peach water meet / you smile back, flowers move / peach blossom charming, pear flower innocence / can not match your good / can not meet you and my meeting / Do not alarm the time on your fingertips, do not despise the life and death of all things / do not sigh the time goes by, only hope / with you to get a cup of clear.

11. Time is smooth and angular, a stone / in the pleadings / hold back the tears / someone shaking his head, someone raises the thumb / release the last green seed / refuses the darkness in the daytime / crossroads / the heart of the beautiful exude Firm light and strength / live in the wind and sun / live in the pot of rice / a stone in a mountain walking in poetry / someone recognized that it is Dabie Mountain / some people say it is a fool's shadow.

12. You put the April day on the edge of the river bay / I passed by / I saw the sky in the spring breeze / saw the flowers in the wind, fell to the bird language / saw the river, the egret flew gently / then I started shouting the river / shouting the sky, shouting you / shouting tiny rain down / nourishing rape and wheat, nourishing you and me / and the earth and the whole April day.

13. Give the sun to you, the cold to me / on the cold road in winter / walking - you are not cold, I am not cold / last year's wind, this year is not necessarily blowing / last year's snow, this year is not necessarily under / foot Road, this year's go / next year may not go?! Why do you cry? Fall, climb up / earth, still the same turn / you cold, give the sun to you / I am not cold, give me the cold wind.

14. Sitting with a butterfly, with a blue song / with a pool of peach water meet / you smile back, flowers move / peach blossom charming, pear flower innocence / can not match your good / can not meet you and my meeting / Do not alarm the time on your fingertips, do not despise the life and death of all things / do not sigh time passing, just look forward to / with you old to a glass of water to drink into a wine year / how beautiful, spring moonlight / how beautiful, you and me / How beautiful, we walked on the road with the happiness of 10,000 volumes.

15. You take me into your arms just like taking your childhood/in the cleansing of your hometown, stepping on the cotton field you thanked for the flowers/you took me over the white field of white cotton/white head, and the white chrysanthemum topped with dew The reed flower is covered with frost / in the white fluffy cotton / the grandmother picks cotton, picking cotton and returning.

16. Love, or you want a key to open the spring / love, or fall / love, or only we can live in the conservatory deep in the winter courtyard / we are facing the peach, say the autumn chrysanthemum, the autumn month / Say they are the result, we say / love, or ... our days will be green, golden.

17. The tower of the soul is still standing in the beam of the sun or the sunset. In the cold night, the moonlight's hand touches the earth, the desert, the river/the man who is crying on the muddy road is struggling, crawling, and advancing. A voice echoes back and forth between her chests. Those sufferings, martyrdom/those obstructions, interference/the dirty water poured into her, the vicious water/will be indispensable mentor on her growing path/here Tears, she is a tower.

18. The end result of our lives is the same. What is different is that we all experience and live in different stories. This is the greatest harvest of life.

19. In my mind, the best poem is a simple sentence like a boiled water, but it can touch me, touch me, and shock my poem.

20. I believe that there is no perfect thing in the world. I believe that perfection is a jumping clown. It is a free-floating child of the Fudge. The poetry is the same, so we must have an inclusive heart and courageously recognize and accept the "classic" of others. There is no uniform standard for the quality of a poem, just as there is no uniform standard for the beauty and ugliness of a flower.

21. What is poetry? I think love is poetry.

22. The lack of poetic life is a life of stagnation and depression. The life of poetry is a bleak life. I believe that all life is a poetic life, because all life is worth cherishing and singing, because as long as there is life, there will be Love, as long as there is love, there will be poetry.

23. Poetry is my blood, my breath, my spirit, is a part of my life, a part of my body, so I am not for poetry, I can take it for fight, but for a need, so I have this. Courage and strength.

24. Do one thing as long as it can make your life full and full, bring you happiness and hope, this is the greatest value and meaning.