Hiderigami jokes.

The following are some seven-character poems from my poor book (absolutely original) in middle school:

The fate of dust is endless,

Two mandarin ducks are cool.

Naturally, there is always hate in love.

Sound, eaves, rain spectrum, ileum.

I dreamed of acacia in Yangzhou,

Unforgettable spring is late.

I once recalled the ancient western paradise and the moon.

Xu Xiang met by Bi Jiang Liu.

In the dark, the moon is full of dry Kun,

Tears of heartbreak flooded the night.

Fierce resentment burns the heavens and the earth,

Hatred is on the rise.

Mid-Autumn Festival clear water reflects the full moon,

Pick up the lamp and cross your arms to the fence by the river.

The stream and the moon reflect the trees by the pool.

Love is a charming whisper, and it is a drunken beauty.

Now I'm learning to write lyrics. None of the poems written in the middle school above are good. Please don't joke. I hope they can meet your requirements. If you want more, you can come to me and make a fool of yourself.