Word: Chen Shanni

Song: Yoga Lin.

I studied your binding.

Hold you in your hand and smell it.

Dare not disturb the soul of the whole past

Standards for future teenagers

It's not like poetry.

Carrying all the retro nonsense and youth.

This microscopic universe

Excessively beautiful sadness

No one can recite a fragile page in black and white.

The whole era is undisguised.

Whose flaws are written all over the clouds?

So sad little days

Clinging to loneliness and hugging to death

For example, sadness is downloaded twice.

Elegance and Irony in Three-line Poems

Sell that little worry

I copied your happiness.

Here are my fingerprints.

May the book still miss allergies and dust on the day it disappears.

The standard of future girls

The blink of an eye

Carrying all the retro nonsense and youth.

This microscopic universe

Excessively beautiful sadness

No one can recite a fragile page in black and white.

The whole era is undisguised.

Whose flaws are written all over the clouds?

So sad little days

Clinging to loneliness and hugging to death

For example, sadness is downloaded twice.

Elegance and Irony in Three-line Poems

Decorate that ignorance

For example, sadness is downloaded twice.

Tears gradually abuse and disappear in an instant.

Once arrogant.

Become common sense

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