May we all turn our days into poetry

Giovani 2022-04-23 07:04:05

Talk about the poems I have seen; I hope I can still tell others that I am a person who loves to dress up when I am 65 years old; I wear beautiful clothes and floral skirts; I have poetic feelings; I have a pure heart to discover the beauty of trees, From sweet apricots to the sacrifice and sacrifice of future generations; always find the philosophy and beauty in life;

Among a group of parents, she seems so out of place and out of the situation; because she is in a different world from them; her cleanliness and beauty make her live in repentance all the time;

She is a woman like poetry; she lives a life like poetry;

May we all turn our days into poetry. To be a good person; to grow old; to remain unchanged.

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  • Mariano 2022-03-29 09:01:07

    Life is not as good as poetry, but in his image, it becomes the old man who bears the sins of his grandson. Like the river at the end of the film, it is so good that it is Hiroyede and they are all the way. I found that the women created by Li Changdong have a sympathetic determination. The bleak and miserable people live such a poetic two-line narrative, one bright and one dark drama, which is the best of the five.

  • Ellen 2022-03-28 09:01:12

    In the afternoon, the sun shone on me, and after reading the "poem", I lay on the sofa and quickly fell asleep. In my dream, I became the lame policeman who tainted poetry. I received a report that a girl committed suicide by throwing herself into the river. I went to comfort her mother first. I saw many pictures of the girl in her house. She was so beautiful. A colleague told me that the girl was pregnant when she died. I visited the school and found six boys who had hurt her. They were alive as if nothing was wrong. I was so angry that I wanted to pull out a gun and kill these beasts. But then I got to know the grandma of one of the little beasts, she was in the choir like me, she had attended the girl's funeral, and she was also very sad and didn't know how to make up for that lost life. She and other parents put together a sum of money to give to the family of the deceased. She also wrote a poem to greet the deceased girl. I was very moved when I read it. In the end, she sent her grandson to the detention center, and I was still going to kill the rest. When the five little beasts were on the loose, when they were about to do something, my colleague called me, and the old grandmother also committed suicide in that river.