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There are loquat trees in the yard, which were planted by my wife when she died. Now it's as beautiful as the cover, so what are the similar inverted poems?

Continue to write similar reverse poems:

There is a loquat tree in the yard. She planted it herself the year my wife died. Now it stands tall and luxuriant like an umbrella. Cut it today and smile for Miss Bo. The little lady smiled, just like my wife did when she was young. Little lady, dead wife, daughter of Yu, woodcutter, dowry. I just want to be deeply attached to my wife, especially my wife.

I didn't know my dead wife's soul was attached to a tree. Because cutting it, my wife's soul will never be reincarnated. More than a hundred years later, I had no choice but to wait for my wife's soul in front of Meng Po, but I couldn't find it for generations. I saw loquat trees on the bank of the Yellow River, and then I saw them under the tree. God felt this and planned to turn a tree into a person. I look back on its shape, just like my wife. However, I don't know more.

Then I drank Meng Po Tang and returned to the mortal world. Yu Nian's wife is possessed by a demon. A few years later, I heard that my wife's scattered soul was my own fault, and my heart was broken. I entered the magic road and became a curse. Then I was surrendered by a monk. When my soul was scattered, I seemed to see my wife stand up again, just like that year.

After several robberies, a woman liked loquat trees very much, married to a woman, and her husband planted loquat trees, so she was happy and harmonious, but she had no children for several years. The husband then took a concubine, who was very overbearing. The wife couldn't stand the humiliation of her aunt and killed them with a loquat stick. Knowing that he could not escape punishment, he hung it on the loquat tree. The tree felt her soul, turned into a demon, looked like my wife, and remembered the past.

Then I found more, and my words have exhausted my grievances. I want to spend my life with my wife and ghosts. However, his wife's words were confusing and secretive. When she woke up at night, she saw that she wanted to kiss her neck with a sword. She was frightened and tried to stop it, but her wife looked over and fainted.

Looking for experts to check, it is said that my wife has two souls, one is the loquat tree demon and the other is my wife's residual soul. I asked the master to do it, and the original source is very clear. The master sighed and called it adventure. Tell me to hold cinnabar and smear my wife all over my body to kill the tree demon. The devil will be put out, but I saw my wife smile with tears and gradually melted the fly ash, leaving nothing behind. I broke down and cried, but my master suddenly disappeared.

After several robberies, I was in a daze in the world, looking like a beggar, looking for old mountains and rivers everywhere, but I didn't see the loquat tree that year, so I was displaced from generation to generation and lived without a fixed place.

The meaning of this poem is:

There used to be a loquat tree in the yard. I planted it myself the year my wife died. Now it has grown as high as the roof. Now I cut it out just to make my little lady smile.

This is a passage from Gui Youguang's Story of a Ridge. He cut down a tree he planted for his wife and gave it to his daughter as a wedding gift. I hope my daughter smiles, because my daughter is the most like a wife when she is young. I also hope that my daughter will be as loving as he and his wife after marriage.