A poem that describes itself as unattainable by others.

First, in fact, the person who is always with you is your shadow. Second, you want to be a king who fell into a quagmire and an abyss without any panic.

You know, if you have someone who loves you very much, you should keep yourself safe and expect better people, but I don't know how to satisfy them.

Fourth, take some time and you will always see things clearly. Some things, you will always see some people clearly.

We are all like children, because we rely on politeness, because we are strangers, because we care about not contacting each other, because we feel redundant.

6. All the injustices and grievances you cry out will only become a bargaining chip for others to talk about money and throw stones at others.

Seven, sometimes, I accidentally know something, only to find that what I care about is so ridiculous.

Eight, the biggest advantage of maturity is that I didn't have it before, and I don't want it now.

Nine, the most afraid of cherishing life, in the end, nothing can be left.

I found that some people have gradually surpassed me.

I am no longer sad, but I am not happy again.

12. Don't comfort me when you leave. I want to know that every sewing will also encounter the pain of puncture.

13. I choose to believe you. My hope is that you won't leave me and I won't be swallowed up by it.

Fourteen, I don't need to wronged myself to please anyone. Besides, I'm not that great. Like it or hate it, I don't care.

Fifteen, you go, I won't see you off, you come, rain or shine, I will pick you up.

16. Gradually you will believe that nothing is unforgivable and no one will be with you forever.

Seventeen, if the heart has nowhere to live, it will wander around.

Eighteen, I picked up fragments of memory between seasons, and each one screamed and cried out, I love you.

Nineteen, "What does it feel like to like someone?" "Watching him talk is like reading comprehension."

If I could express my dependence on you, I wouldn't have to be so sad at the beginning.

Twenty-one, can't say warm words and have no loving personality.

I want to find you but I can't find a topic, and I don't want to say more about your evasive attitude.

Twenty-three, if you want me, just say so. It's too bumpy to keep it in your heart.

A sad ancient poem that I first appreciated, but I couldn't reach it and was disheartened:

Xijiang month

-Sima Guang

Baoji was loosely tied,

Lead is light.

Red mist hood is very light,

Flutter is uncertain.

If you don't meet,

Family ties are still ruthless.

After singing, the wine woke up slightly.

The moon in the deep courtyard is quiet.

Common poppy/corn poppy/poppy

-Qin Guan

Peaches are planted and exposed to the sky.

Not the number of flowers.

Deep in the chaotic mountains, water is flowing,

Who is the jade for?

What is the limit of light cold and drizzle,

It's hard to control the spring without saying anything.

What's wrong with being drunk for you?

I'm afraid my heart will break when I wake up!

Four Untitled Poems by Li Shangyin in Tang Dynasty

You said you would come, but you didn't come. You left me no trace except the moonlight on your tower at five o'clock.

The dream in the wound is far from being called; When I woke up, I began to write a letter.

The layering of residual jade is hazy; Musk smoked through the tulle, soft.

In those days, Liu Lang had long complained that the mountain was far away; You go to more places than the mountains in Shashaling! leak

Li Qunyu

Once left Song Yu's old clothes,

Aroused the fragrance in Wushan dream.

Sex and rain are ruthless and hard to control.

Tell him not to marry King Xiang of Chu.