Seeking sentimental self-composed poetry.

I made it up myself, absolutely original, it's ancient poetry, I don't know if you like it.

"Hedge Remnant Leaves"

Flower river sky, moon bridge bank. The small building stars do not complain about the move. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. The only thing is that I am a heavenly immortal face. Back to the wine, dream continuous. Talent Kunlun Jianghu change! Emotionless residence, melancholy even. Qin Chu Shaoyang love group side. The poor cold dew, stone bridge hole. I have spent three lifetimes in search of something. Returning to the clothes to wander, sleeve rain frost. The heart is getting more and more tired after a hundred days. The sky and the earth don't know what to do, so I sit alone under the leaves and cry endlessly, hating the cicadas and sighing at the magpies. The dewdrops are drying up, the heart is dying, the new green leaves are withering away, and I look down at the sky and don't know how to chant. This life is peaceful, the flowers and grasses are soft. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good deal on this one!

"Forgetting the River"

The waning moon is wonderful

Walking alone among the stone bridges

Witnessing things and thinking of people who do not see them

The flowing water swears that the tears of the falling flowers, and the leaves do not need to trace the flowers.

The lotus flower is falling, the mist is not seen, but it is not the love of the Jinling River

I am bowing down in front of the window

Asked who will wear the cloudy dress

Laughed at who will wear the red color

Willow branches dance, and the birds and swallows are back

Thinking of the South, but it is hard to see it

Tears are drenched in water in front of my daughter's window

Wind, snow, and the June snowstorms hurt me, and the sun rises in the late afternoon

I am disappointed like a dream that never wakes up.

When will I pay my respects to you?

Where do I go?