Ask for some rhyming classic and reasonable sentences.

Pretend

The butterfly is guarding the jasmine

but pretending to look at the distant scenery

The eaves are in love with the wind chimes

But pretending that what he likes is actually just the sound of the wind

The wind is chasing dandelion

But pretending that it's just a journey without direction

And I'm sitting in the bustle where you are. You may be in the same mood as me at the moment

PS: She is sitting in front of me and chatting with other girls. I am burying my head in my homework and pretending to be serious, but my homework is blank.

NO.2

Turtle Lost on the Shore

Broken turtle shell, eroded feet, dehydrated internal organs

and bloody sunshine in the eyes of gray mung beans

The fly circling at low altitude left enough imagination

Looking back, the water mark evaporated into blood and described it as wandering with a giggle

Then he continued to extend his yearning for the distance

He was self-righteous. Think about how proud I was in those days. It's not that I didn't have potential, but my luck was bad.

friends before the age of p>15, if it weren't for you, if it weren't for those happy memories, I wouldn't have survived until now. Thank you!

NO.3

Waiting for the Falcon

If it flies high in the sky, it can cover the beauty of the mountains and rivers

But why is it so lonely that it waits on the branches of bald trees

And from time to time, it is necessary to watch out for vultures that are hungry and hovering at low altitude

The three-inch three-point sword buried in the ground is covered with rust

The swordsman kneels to hold the sword, and the first bow is fifteen. Wandering around the world with one person and one bird on his shoulder

means that he gives up the green ghost and goes his own way to wait

NO.4

A reasonable explanation about being haunted

Listening to the wind blowing sand in the Gobi desert in the border area in the middle of the night

The stove in the military tent burns in spring

A dazzling deep red blooms on the snow-white mattress after touching

About her need. The fame is just like the description of the floating dust all over the sky.

The crying of the people is an unavoidable heartache.

But the bonfire can't desecrate your spotless face.

I said no, absolutely not.

The thin horse is carrying you farther and farther, waving goodbye to me from time to time.

The picture of you disappearing far away is messed up by the wind and sand.

The general's attachment is compared to the love that goes on for miles. What a mess

Arrows flying all over the sky covered the sunrise on the city wall

Blood lines were densely covered in mid-air and intertwined into fog

A single gun with blood delayed death until the next day's dusk

My only fear was that you were lonely with tears in your heart

The picture she was waiting for was cut into a vague illustration

The dust was sealed in an old book

No one guessed it was the wind in the middle of the night. Who

is crying in the yellow pages

NO.5

Unrequited love

If you don't peek so carefully at every love

how can you even be so sweet in the past

NO.6

I got caught in the throat after eating fish last Saturday, and now I'm still in it, which is painful ~

Life. Ga ga ~

The fishbone stuck in the throat

The fishbone stuck in the wall of the esophagus

satirizes the corrosion of an old vinegar but sauerkraut in a way that is close to both sides

continues to be presumptuous after being helpless

Of course, when he is tired

recalls the romantic things between algae

and only. I'm kind, so I never leave my name stuck in my throat

You just need to remember my heart

Stabbing one by one in my throat

PS: I admit, this is the most boring poem I've ever written ~

However, this plain poem fully shows that I live a romantic life, right ~

That's good!

NO.7

An easy-to-imagine perspective

The 45-degree sunlight helps the iris flower to be appropriately bright

The scenery outside the window has been flying all the way, and the splendor has never stopped

The beautiful scenery just passes through your pink cap brim

It floats all spring, but your side face is not beautiful

NO.8

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gone with the wind

pa

gone

PS: Actually, I'm very busy ~

NO.9

"Splash Ink"

The sky poured a piece of filth

There was a bright into the badlands in the depths of accumulated ink

There was a long pavilion at the waist of the mountain, but I saw a few tears squeezed out < Can bear the heartbreak of millions of Yan Hui

NO.1

Totem

The grass is enlarged into a rainforest

The soul rises with courage

Suddenly I see the naked back of the wild animals

NO.11

Lily Cemetery

The crow croakes on the dead branches and the full moon is broken like a mirror

. A line of tears carved on a bright tombstone

I sat down quietly and you smiled in a black-and-white photo to comfort me

Your body fragrance penetrated the soil and moistened the air

I stroked the inscription carefully and felt the smile on the corner of your mouth under your coffin

As for the mystery that the lilies in front of your grave never fade in four seasons

I don't think it's love

but sobbing all over the cemetery every full moon

. There is a cemetery built by the Duke of Hebrew in 1554 for his young daughter who died unfortunately. The Duke's daughter liked lilies before her death, so the cemetery was named Lily cemetery (translated from Chinese into Lily Mausoleum). The cemetery has a vast area and a quiet environment. Every spring, lilies bloom and are full of fragrance ... For hundreds of years, It has become a romantic and beautiful tradition that girls who died prematurely in small towns due to various accidents are buried here. Up to now, There are already 74 girls sleeping peacefully in this quiet garden ...

No.12

"I can't send them out"

I carefully described your side face and folded it into a plane to fly in this autumn

Qian Shan is full of water

What I want to convey to you is these 1, low-key love days and nights

but it finally fell in the autumn wind and ran aground in the fallen leaves. Too far away

NO.13

Songtao Dreaming

Songtao is like a wave, swinging from layer to layer.

The green robe is flying and the bamboo flute is flowing in the moonlight.

It's clear that the spring water is swirling, but why does it reverberate in the desolation of the fields?

Only when the flute stops suddenly can you know

The dream of the flute in the past 3 years is not yours with me and Xiao. < p

I walked by the glass window on the sidewalk and enjoyed the beautiful expression in your cafe Dio.

She looked back at me through the window and was moved by the extremely detailed neon lights.

The emotion was just right, so naturally she wouldn't get emotional.

You, me, her and the neon lights on the street corner.

They were just each other's past scenery.

NO.15

Spirit

was clearly held. > how can the fragrance of orchids linger with the barren nose?

A pair of clear eyes are opened in the cold darkness of the monument wall.

Why is the fluttering white silk associated with the illusion of the skirt?

The green fire is like someone's reflection.

Why do you persist in who is right and who is wrong?

The obsession lingering in the world is guided to the northwest corner of the starry sky.

That place is rich in happiness. The name is Heaven

NO.16

Tale of Cancer

The beautiful sunset fantasy night that wants to meet the starry sky can actively flow backwards into the dusk

Who is infatuated with the blue jasmine in the flowers but is concealed as a secret by the butterfly

Calculating whether the distance from the branches to the ground can penetrate the whole autumn in time in a fluttering manner

The wandering poet unexpectedly wants to use up a whole first love before the end of the poem.

I can only use the above three semi-lame metaphors to express the Cancer-style

I like you

NO.17

It can be almost defined as an encouragement against humanity

The 21st is the first day of formal school. In the afternoon, I was studying by myself, and an uncle Chai broke into the class and said that the water dispenser had a winter vacation and needed to be disinfected.

after dinner, I got to work early, and I saw the water dispenser coming back, with half a bucket of water in it and the heating indicator on. I took a cup to pick up half a cup ...

It can almost be defined as an encouragement against humanity

The method of using hydrochloric acid for disinfection of drinking fountains is poor and on the verge of the lower limit

The negligent perpetrator who forgot to put up the slogan is summarized as a mixed egg by human beings in extremely incisive language

The taste buds are completely destroyed, and the tongue can't judge the taste that human beings have never dared to try

The teeth are supernormal and immediately recognize the neutralization reaction. A lot of carbon dioxide

The toilet is called the toilet, and it spits out dilute hydrochloric acid with a mouth close to body temperature

Don't claim that the taste is just a little salty yet

There is an unknown organ 67 degrees below the throat from the fourth tooth on the right

Wait a moment and you will find

It can create

a wonderful spring full of hints and imagination

No. .18

Defamation

You burned my accumulated knowledge about you for several seasons with an eye-catching red color

But the bright camellia should have bloomed in a carefully selected season

You casually dressed up the whole spring in advance

and cruelly forced those self-righteous fragrance that bloomed in the cold to wither prematurely

to be locked up. So I tried to defame your brilliant

NO.19

"Three Cross Confessions with Light Seizure"

In fact, all the second person's statements in these four months and more were written to the same person in a very specific way

NO.2

"Too much is too late to be ambiguous"

The ocean of fragrance spread far away and the colors flowed with the wind. Impulse boiling, rising, breaking through the mercury tube

butterflies fly around the tip of the nose to find your shy bun line

dripping fragrance, sweating, 38 degrees of high temperature, ambiguity and fullness can't be used up

NO.21

Watch

The scenery finally painted can't stand the falling leaves

The humble comfort is who put this broken red maple in the page

Full ears of wheat. There is no longing

but the scarecrow stands in the distance and never gives up the southwest sky

NO.22

I haven't thought of the title yet

The moisture is questioned, and the snow tries to recall the memory before freezing point

Poplar suddenly laughs with relief and decays its roots in the frozen soil

Fortunately, I smell your news in the south monsoon of the first shareholder

Finally, the ice flood recedes and the floodplain grows at the beginning. The Chinese rose

NO.23

Delicate

There is a kind of delicacy growing in the transition season between winter and summer

It's a little strange that the camellia fails but doesn't fall

The ambiguous concentration in the air is just changed by the westerly wind

The viscosity of the cloud dissolved in the pond is increasing

A rain in an unknown season will destroy all the knowledge about this landscape

The sunshine will increase to 75. It's just

the hope that the greasy petals are emaciated is just suitable for this season's rich emotional appeal

It's just that I can't find the subtlety of the original electric shock point again

NO.24

Blessing to the people who are still suffering from hunger in Asia, Africa and Latin America

The rhythm of the growth of extravagant flowers was skipped for a whole summer

The happiness of being fed by Daoxiang made a cup of green tea in the yard

. I didn't care about

NO.25

The Lost Dream

Only when I was in deep sleep, my brain was impulsively

I could understand some rough contents in the evolutionary history of the wild

I was rationally analyzed and logically clear, and continued to process them with secular experience

Fortunately, the thinking ability of human amateurs is not enough. Completely unpack

when pigs are full, they occasionally stare blankly at the trough for a moment

thinking humans never understand the most primitive and complete dreams

curled up in their seats and tried to weld the broken cranial nerves

only to find that they can't remember much after a geography class

NO.26

Missing

The sky in the northwest corner was burned at dusk

. > like a powerless impulse

I can't open my mouth, and I like to be drowned in the noisy confession

I drift into the sea and have a few liters of untouched feelings

Maybe what I missed is not a love

It's just a piece of red maple falling in the midsummer season

NO.27

In the name of dreams

The deteriorated book reflects the temptation of nicotine color. The mottled sunlight in the corner of the classroom

and the warm smell in the air are already a little sour

But the iris in the spring breeze always blooms in the corner of the scenery

The face of the beard is always full of regrets. If

the fatigue of the day is bitter or happy

It is better to open the package than to doubt it

Re-check the dream of picking all the way along the way

No.28 <