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Two modern poems by the perfect girl

"How beautiful those red shoes are!" The most beautiful thing in Karen's eyes is red shoes. Red shoes.

A girl in rags has beautiful curly blonde hair and black eyes. Her face and hands were frozen, and her mouth kept shouting "Matches sold-matches sold". Only the biting cold wind answered her, and only the snowflakes falling on her blonde hair accompanied her. This hungry and unloved little girl can only curl up in an empty corner and dream of a beautiful Christmas tree, which is delicious.

You can't understand the daughter of the weak without suffering. Modern fairy tales are different from previous fairy tales. Previous fairy tales, such as sleeping princess, snow white, etc. They are all stories with happy endings. The characters are excellent and perfect, especially the hero and heroine, who are handsome and beautiful, kind-hearted, almost perfect in character and versatile. The bad guys must be ugly and kind.

The route of modern fairy tales is a little different from that of previous fairy tales. The closer the characters are to reality, the better. It is no longer a myth. The best example is Shrek. This story can be appreciated by many people because it is very different from the classic fairy tales, and the emphasis is also very different. For example, the hero is ugly, has many shortcomings and pays attention to inner beauty. The heroine didn't become beautiful in the end, but has gone out of the scope of the definition of classic fairy tales, so that children can learn inner beauty instead of outer beauty.

What is the ending of fairy tales?

This is a very subjective question. People who like classic fairy tales, of course, choose the classic fairy tale ending, that is, the happy ending, the ending of handsome men and beautiful women. Some people like a close-to-reality ending, while others like a more special ending, which is beneficial to themselves.

Although fairy tales have different endings, what is the ending of fairy tales told by girls now?

There is no fixed answer, it depends on what kind of fairy tales they like. Of course, most girls will choose the classic fairy tale ending, the ending of handsome guy with beautiful woman, and some prefer the special fairy tale ending, which varies from person to person, but there is no correct answer. Nevertheless, one thing that everyone wants to see is the fairy tale ending, that is, the good guys will win and the bad guys will not succeed. If God wants to destroy a person, he will go crazy. But I have been crazy for so long, why hasn't God killed me?

We put down our dignity, personality and stubbornness because we can't let go of one person.

In this sad and bright March, I whipped my horse from my thin youth, through corydalis, through kapok, through the sadness and impermanence that appeared and disappeared.

Some people will be engraved in their memories forever, even if they forget her voice, her smile and her face, but the feeling when they think of her will never change.

The wind is blowing like a flower, and your smile is shaking, which has become the most beautiful ornament in my life, looking at the sky, the snow and the deep shadow of the season.

I thought they would go to sleep quietly this summer, but they were remembered and flocked to their hearts.

In recent days, I always see endless camphor trees when I close my eyes. It runs through the whole city.

Those camphor trees, along the rolling mountain roads of the city, have grown into endless memories. They are standing on the roadside, standing in every corner of the city.

Standing by the river of memories, watching the swaying ferry silently ferry all year round. In this way, they quietly drew dusk and morning.

10 I miss you in the past, I miss the age of seventeen when I left by bike, I miss the wind aroused by your smile, and I walk through my thin youth with sadness and joy and yesterday that is gone forever. Bright. Sadness. Endless.

1 1 I saw the mottled and deep shadows cast by life when it flew over my head. The hourglass tossed and turned, and the thousand cranes bloomed brilliantly for another season. I know another year has passed. A lot of things have changed.

12 How do you recall things that you haven't remembered for a long time? Those silent expressions lie quietly on the floating grass.

13 I always recall countless times, those snowy winters, the broken clouds in the city and the sunrise that never appeared. Your shoulders have been stretched all summer. I can't see the end of it.

14 that kind of loneliness goes hand in hand. Lost one heavy dusk after another. Turn your hands for the clouds and cover your hands for the rain. How do you know I'm not alone?

15 those endless fires, the temperature cursed every inch of the earth. The surging tide surged on the hot bank, washed along the road and burned along the road. The bondage of who is who is stubbornly passed down in the lifeline of thousands of miles.

16 staggered. Three staggered. A thousand crosses make up a legend with endless words. No one knows whose past. Buried the pallor of vows and the green of waiting. Is that you? Is that you?

17 The other is that the essence of youth is loneliness, or loneliness permeates the whole youth.