The wind whistles in the night
The shadows of the trees dance wildly in front of the window
A whimpering whimper comes to my ears
Who is crying in the darkness of the night again
A simple hut
Inside the hut there is only one person who lives alone
My body has been conquered by the sickness
The crib is firmly bound to all of me
Despite the thick blankets on the top and bottom, I still shake with the cold
Because my body is covered in skin and bones
There is no source of warmth
I have no source of cold. Despite the thick quilts above and below
I shivered in the cold
Because my bones were skin and bones alone
There was no source of warmth
The nerves defied my control
A single posture brought endless pain
No one could solve my pain
All I could do was to endure it in silence
Time, it never stops moving
The time it never stops moving. The dawn is behind the night
There's a warm will in my heart
Death
I just hope you'll take me away as soon as possible
It's not that I don't crave the nothingness of this world
It's not that I can't bear the pain of the body
It's all because of my mother
How many people can read her pain in this world? How many people can read her pain
Death
Please take me now
Even if the 10 most severe punishments are waiting for me
I won't take a step back
Death
I'm coming with you
Allow me to look back at my mother's frown
I hope she'll be able to live in peace and comfort in her old age
I hope she'll have a good life in the future. I wish her a peaceful life
Enjoying the happiness of not having a son to drag her down
Wills Modern Poetry 2Now I realize that when I am about to die, or when I curse myself for dying, or when I am worried that I will die soon, I feel that I have to die without knowing what I am going to do.
All writers and authors in China who are not on the payroll of the government
must consider this question
Life is a long novel which is difficult to be finalized or finished and published
The author of a long and short life
is struggling to " carry a coffin to the battlefield"
The author of a long and short life
is struggling to " carry a coffin to the battlefield"
The author of a long and short life
is struggling to carry a coffin to the battlefield.
Comrade Ninewells himself was a warrior
I, Comrade Nguyen Pho Ren, should also be a warrior
Before I entered the battlefield
Mr. Xie Hongwu, manager of the Baihao Property Management Company, who resigned from his position after I broke my left foot in a traffic accident
said he wished that I could be a present. I can be a present.
He told me to write a full-length novel reflecting the current working women's
How to make a splash in the world of love and marriage
Thank you, manager, for your love
Thank you for your kindness and warmth
Thank you for your love and care
Thank you for the network, the netizens along the way.
Sincere discussion and mutual encouragement to move forward in the words of the Kamikaze
People with diseases, secretly suffering from the pain of the disease willing to die
But when out of trouble
The disease is far away
Leaving a will feels like redundant
Like Comrade Kukui prolific writer
Writers leaving a will is very reasonable
He has millions of words
He has a million words, but he has not written a single word.
He has already written more than a million words
He should have left a better will so that he can live up to his life's work
The wind is blowing, but what can be done about it
A warrior goes out to war, but he never comes back
Internet authors and writers have produced many fine works, but who is going to manage them
There are thousands of writers and writers in China who have made a big effort to write and write, and they have no way of returning to their home
The last thing you need to do is to leave a will, which you will not do. p>
Bequeathed but not willed Ruoxi, the text will be in
Will but useless Ruoxi, is not a waste of effort
If I die Ruoxi, all all poems and texts collectively
"Collectively to my Ruan Po people's descendants slowly organize the book!"
My will is that simple
My will is the seventeen words in double quotes
My will is that painful
By Ruan Po Ren