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Mountains and water

Ancient trees


wild intoxicating flowers


this is the view

of the mountains

long shadows of rivers

with colored fishes

clearing the hearts of children

this is the view of water

mountains are the source of oxygen

natural enemy of carbon dioxide

a good biological world

while water is the mirror

of ecological civilization

mountains and water are good scenery

mountains and water are freshness

mountains and water are good mood

longevity and riches.



I think

It has everything to do

With you

You come from profoundness, vastness

Let me

Use the simplest language

To reveal the meaning in this

You are

A flower, a dream

A nebula, a sea

Computer-like programming

always conjures up a brilliant starry sky

You are subtle, gentle

You give rise to enthusiasm

You give softness to springtime

You make the night quiver

You are

Like a quiet floaty swallow

Flies through the drizzle

Outside the window

You turn around like time

Making the tide of thoughts

Evermore avant garde and high

Breaking the gossamer trammels

You are no longer a dubious converse

Just right

You are like

A splendid smile

Right before my eyes.






in that distant

river of stars

every dream is


into bright light



flickering in the sky


into a fluorescent freshet

in the stellar sward

endless hope







Beautiful love

I love the fields

arable green waves

scenery full of vigor

ocean of flowers

always make me feel infinitely

at ease

I love the mountain

love its strength

its mighty image

i can’t stop admiring

i love the river

a voice so soft and lucid won’t lie

a sound that refreshes and purifies

i love the skies

the flying clouds

the brilliant sun that warms the atria

the evermore affectionate silver moon

diamond-like stars that add to dreams

i long for love

you play and i sing

sharing views and values

from the same seasonal






How much poetry is there

I ask myself

how many poetry are there in life

walking on the bridge

the ducks that play in the water are poetry

standing on the grassland

the galloping horses are poetry

climbing up the mountain

the soaring eagle is poetry


under the sun

is poetry


in the dark

is poetry

poetry is rooted everywhere in life

or rather

life itself

is poetry.

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Originally posted on Poems (poesie):
Lets find a Leafy colorful afternoon to take a walk Don’t say You don’t have the time Lets find a Cozy grove at the end of the road With a park bench to sit on Where there’s a beautiful mood The soft warm sun and cerulean skies Won’t wait for…


I would rather choose to be alone

free and happy

sitting by the river

watching it flow quietly

watching it take away

all troubles

listening to the wind in the forest

the strong sonorous wind is like a rock song

the lingering breeze like a sweet love song

if there’s no wind

the sound of birds tweeting

is a cheerful nursery rhyme

lying on the grass

in warm sunshine

sometimes there’s a mischievous ant

that climbs onto my hand

let it be

as long as it doesn’t bite me

we are equally happy.




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