Ruoli is a Chinese poetess and young writer. Since she was a child, she has been inspired by her father who is engaged in education and loves to write. In 2007, she started to publish her personal literary works on the Internet, and her writing is delicate and beautiful, which has attracted a lot of attention from readers. Published works: "Ruoli Poetry", "Ruoli Prose", "Those Lost Youth", "Passing by Your Sorrows", and a number of excellent works and cell phone reading contract. In order to adhere to this beautiful literary ideal, in recent years, Ruoli in addition to creation, but also participated in some commercial activities, she by virtue of the intellectual elegance of the image, was invited to serve as a number of corporate image endorsement, the China Post for three consecutive years to issue her personal portrait of New Year's greeting card as well as portrait commemorative stamps, and set up a "Ruoli Cultural Creative Studio" in 2014.
Chinese Name: Ruo Li
Nationality: Chinese
Ethnicity: Han Chinese
Birthplace: Huangmei, Hubei Province
Occupation: Poet, Writer, Singer
Graduated from: Teachers' College
Representative Works: Passing by Your Sorrows, Those Lost Youth, Flowers without Words
People Introduction
Ruoli is a Chinese poetess and young writer. Ruoli is a young writer, originally from Huangmei, Hubei Province, and now lives in Wuhan. Ruoli grew up with her father's love of writing, and in 2007 she began to publish her personal literary works on the Internet, which were well received by netizens because of her delicate and beautiful writing. 2008 saw the publication of her debut collection of poems, "Ruoli Poetry", and in the same year, she won the "China Beauty" talent award and was invited to be L'Oreal's celebrity. In March 2009, she held a poetry book readers' meeting at the Shenzhen Central Bookstore, where dozens of armed police officers lined up to sign the book and triggered a controversy. In the same year, she published a collection of her personal essays, Ruoli's Prose. Ruoli's attraction is not only due to her extraordinary talent and appearance, but also because she is pure, pious and approachable. In order to encourage friends who love writing in the network, she has organized many essay contests in the network and given spiritual and material rewards to outstanding works! In order to promote the development of network culture, she started network literature publishing in 2010, and served as the director and editor-in-chief of network literature publishing, and is now the editor-in-chief of works such as "Selected Contemporary Chinese Network Essays", "Selected Contemporary Chinese Network Poetry", etc. In 2012, several excellent works were signed with China Mobile Mobile Mobile Reading. 2014, a new collection of poems, "Those Lost Youth", and a full-length novel, "Passing by Your Sorrows", were published by Changjiang Literature and Art Publishing House. Ruoli, with her elegant and intellectual image and tireless pursuit of literature, has been invited to serve as the spokesperson of many enterprises and the cover character of magazines in recent years, and China Post has issued her portrait New Year's cards for three consecutive years.
Selected Lyric Poems
Out of Time
Those Years Favored by Lies
On a morning when a thunderstorm awakens
carrying a heavy yoke
Escape in time
If the thunder and the rain chose to continue to entwine
Maybe I could still worship the setting sun as if it were the dawning of the day
But lies can't escape the judge of time
Once loving each other stems from outside of time
"It Snowed in My Dreams"
This snow can't replicate the dream of knowing each other
Just as tears can't give thoughts back to the past
The journey starts from a winter where there's no winter
To follow the bewilderment that stretches along the railroad tracks
.Searching for a memory as pure as snow
Railroad tracks stretch memories long and worldly
They start out round like a dream
Then they are jagged by the wheels into poignant breaks
Reading like a poem, but they are not a poem
The days grow old in a race to get to the end of the day
Youth is only left with narration in a dialect
Stealing an old story from a young town A young city steals an old love
From a single tear I learn to brew a poem
In the winter without winter
In the dream that loses its dream
I met a snow
Dashing and clear
"Appreciating Snow"
I.
I stood on a thirty-story
Snow stands taller than I do
I look up to see its untainted form
But what comes to my eyes is her broken heart
Two,
Snow understands the world better than I do
That is why she is shattering her bones, her liver, her brain, and her life
She has written a tribute to the pure and simple life of the world
I am not as brave as her.
So when she jumped in front of my eyes
I just admired
but I didn't dare to sign a death contract with her
Third,
The world in front of me is only left with snow
Everything in the world has become a display
Only snow is alive
She can sing and dance, and she can also talk
Many people are impressed by her graceful and elegant dance.
Many people have been mesmerized by her elegant dance
But no one can understand what she is saying
Four,
Snow is a pure sorrow
I am a pure sorrow
I love her not only because of her cloudy dress
I love her not only because of her obsession
I love her lightness and transparency, and pure romanticism
I love her even more because of her lightness and transparency.
I love her even more for her quiet sadness
as I do when I think of you
The Taste of the New Year
I.
White velvet flowers and red cotton-padded coats
Firecrackers in the hands of children
Bloomed with the taste of the New Year
Mother's hands are like air-dried preserved fish and pork
Father splashed his ink to hang up his wishes for the New Year. The year's joy and bounty
has been refined by my mother's balsamic-scented hands
in the charming fireplace
A story called New Year's Day
matures in red wine and cola
Two,
The snow and the year's abundance parted company for a long time
The warmth of the sun accelerated the spring's tempo.
Children crackle around the computer
Memories of firecrackers I once lit
will become nostalgia forever
Piles of preserved meat hanging in the hallway
fatten the neighbor's cat and stray dog
Mother huddles around the ashless fire
Crafting the taste of the New Year with care and attention
Father puts the The expectations of all the people are replicated on the front door of the house
A year of waiting and hoping
comes to fruition in the sound of the footsteps of the wanderers returning
Three,
When I heard that New Year's Eve was approaching
I began to speculate on what New Year's Eve would be like
When I was a child, New Year's Eve was all about new clothes and new year's money
When I was a student, New Year's Eve was about young girls, and the year of the youngest child was about the youngest child.
It's the postcards and the faintest of memories
When I was growing up, there was no concept of New Year's Eve in my heart
Today, New Year's Eve is an unfinished dream in my heart
The expiration date of the declaration is like the tea that has passed through the night
However it's warmed up, it doesn't have its original elegance
But there are thousands of words that have been hidden in the heart
Without experiencing the real fire, it's not possible to understand how it's made.
How can you weave your way through the fire without being tempered by the fire
How can you weave your way through the sadness
The unending attachment of your heart
is like a rock pressing down on your heart
Every inch of your time is spent
Every stunning moment of your time is spent
Like a cloud that falls into the Milky Way
Like youth that's buried in a grave
The result of this is that you don't have to plan for the outcome of this.
The secret of wounded expectation
Maybe you can't realize
Confessions are a relief to the soul
Although the result is just fruitless
Anyway, expiration date and expiration date have lost their luster
Love
Hangs in a great posture
Hangs in the gilded skyscrapers
The crowd looks up with a thousand eyes
An old beggar passes by
and says calmly
Isn't it just a shriveled up loaf of bread
That's a pet's favorite
"Suffering"
Not necessarily a battlefield of bullets and shells
Evading the bloodshed
With a piece of the world's largest city, the world of the world's most famous city
With a desert
I'll die just the same
Please give me a choice of suffering
Soul abandons the body
Body needs to be buried in the ground
Please allow me to give my soul back to God
It comes from heaven
The next stop may be hell
"Oblivion"
Walked so many roads
Still far away at my feet
I can't walk into your city
You can't remember the road we met on either
Maybe May remembers
Maybe the branch understands
These don't matter
Backs are far away
Spring without a story
Easily forgotten
"Live"
Besides being able to eat, drink, and shit, one can also be greedy
What is the proof that a person is alive
Don't think that just because you can breathe, you're not dead
Who can explain how a pandemonium forms
Don't think that because your heart beats, you're not dead
Who can explain that your heart is alive at the time of a crime
Death
It's not as scary as the world thinks
It's just a sleeping position
Beating the concrete, steel and masonry back to its original form
Leaving a _ yellow soil
That's the most primitive home
Planting some wildflowers and grasses around the home
Thenceforth, I'm leading the life of a return to the basics
The Grave
This piece of barrenness
Because of the soul's support
Because of the soul's support
The former overgrowth of weeds
Being pruned by the feet of the farewells into a broken path
The village is at one end of the path, and the paradise is at the other
The people who live in the village will be the ones who live in the village in the future.
The people who live in the village will emigrate to heaven in the future
The souls who live in heaven will never return to their hometown
The Tomb
This is the land where the aristocrats live
The poor are not allowed to walk here, and those who live in rags are not allowed to enter
Don't look down upon this small house of a few square meters
It is enough for building a house in the countryside
When we are alive, we count the money of our house in terms of money. When we were alive, we used money to calculate the square meters of our houses
When we died, we used gold bars to calculate the centimeters of our graves
Other people only saw our superficial scenery
Who has ever asked us what we aspire to be
Living for the sake of fame and fortune, we were tired
When we died, no one consulted with us
When we died, we were put into this gold-worshipping cell
Titled
If the moon chooses to keep wandering
I'll always be just the back not the front
If the waves are never peaceful again
I'll always be just the left shore not a thousand sails
If regrets can be cut
I'll always be just the past not a false sigh
If thoughts can be buried
I'll always be just the mud of spring
If the moon is full on the other side of the shore tonight
I will always be just the cape of the sea and not the end of the world
Music
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Personal Quotes
1, the distance of the heart is an unmeasurable chasm, just like between yesterday and today, the line of demarcation is just a one-second shift, the two are close to each other, but one is called yesterday, one is called today. The first one is the one called today. A relationship no matter how many thousands of mountains and rivers, to end usually just a heart shift, looking back feel as if it is not yet finished, in fact, the detailed speculation has long been exhausted.
2, there is always a song will be deep in the heart of the never get tired of hearing, in fact, this is not the charm of the song, just because you can not forget that once someone accompanied you to listen to this song when the mood, so there will be every time you listen to feel the memories of the illusion of close to an inch, can be how you crazy cycle play, missed the time will not be reversed. There are some people and things in life that only serve to illustrate the beauty and regret, and then they are drilled into the memories and never come back.
3. The so-called inner strength does not mean how much you can have, but to be able to bear more loss. In contrast, the weakest of the weak will live a more real and more enjoyable life!
4, time will not remember for us, who has held the heart-shaped beauty straight into our hearts? Painting a string of egg-shaped sadness, and then do not know where to go. Come gladly, go bleakly, looking back at the process is all bewildered ......
5, love as a sponge, the need for constant nourishment, sponge only light moist elasticity, if not enough to nourish the conditions or care, this sponge will soon be hollow, a gust of wind can be rolled away.
6, they say that women are fickle, a different perspective to examine, in fact, because of men's attitudes change and create a woman's fickleness. In the man's perception of the total misguided for the conquest of a woman from the possession of the woman's body to start, the body friction is only a physiological phenomenon, not to maintain the main factors of feelings. The so-called love is not a person's efforts can reach, if the two hearts can not jump at the same time, a more tough heart has tired to give up the time.
7, you first broke into the heart is not my heart, but my lingering words, now my words no longer have your figure, I think my heart also no longer have you. The most important thing to remember is that you can't afford to pay for a real one, and you can't afford to pay for a fake one that isn't as good as a real one. The only thing that you can do is to know and cherish your feelings!
8, the most infatuated people are always the first to say leave, the most painful feelings is the most true love. Forgive love, let yourself go, forget the once can not go back. Thanks to have made us laugh, and let us hurt people, perhaps there is wind and rain of the day is called wonderful, there is love and hate life is complete ......
9, the world's most ridiculous is to say repentance while continuing to make mistakes; the world's most pathetic is being y hurt but willing; the world's most shameful is to lie with a good heart to deceive; the world's most pathetic is to know that they are deceived but do not dare to expose; the world's most terrible is the angel and the devil in love; the world's most detestable is the words of no confidence in the mouth is the heart of the wrong.
10, pain is growing in the heart of a malignant tumor, if not cut in time, light is hurt, heavy is fatal. Put down once away from pain, God will open another door for you to happiness. Forget the person who made you suffer, there will always be a person to interpret the true meaning of happiness for you!
11, about love is always full of infinite temptation and fascination, I used to imagine that love is just an eye contact, a heartfelt smile, or perhaps just a subtle feeling. When we really touch the love, willing to become someone's shadow, only to find that the sunshine he is quite dial, their own down. Meet a cloudy or rainy day, they do not exist at all, in the reflection of the water, I finally understand, condescending love is the most hurtful, a look down, a look up.
12, before the good period _ early to be able to get with you to prove that the marriage of the paper, after a constant gathering away, I no longer look forward to that tethered to the fate of the two people of the paper, because I'm afraid that it is not the continuation of happiness, but the beginning of the pain.
13, your daytime does not belong to me, now, even the night I can only do your dream of passing.
14, to conquer a woman, the first thing is to possess her body, whether she loves you or not, even if you do not love her, it does not matter.
15, I dedicate myself to the women I once slept with, am I not brotherly enough for you?
16, you always advised me not to turn back, but you always refused to let go of the rope of the heart held in your hands. Although I have also been trying to fly, but just can not fly your sky.
17. Knowing that this is the beginning of the error, why do you still invite me to accompany you again and again wrong? I still don't understand, why in the wrong way, we still smile so brightly?
18. They all say that this winter is very cold, but when I think of your indifference, I still feel that winter is warmer.
19, you promised to give me happiness, so I waited obsessively, but wait until the end, wait for you and her happiness!
20, thought in love, is equal to have. In fact, never really have, all the good are in the fantasy and longing.
21. Love is like a journey, after a journey and a journey. No one will walk on the same road for a lifetime, so love is not eternal. Have always thought that love is a lifetime, but not, love is just a piece or a movie, to the end of the song, a stranger.
22, in fact, I have long been disdainful of the reality of love, because the most beautiful love is written into the script.
23, love is a very troublesome thing, a door on the entanglement, difficult to get out.
24, passing through your world, read your mood, but I lost my heart.
25. If I leave this world one day, it must be that you are cruel to abandon me. I will hate you, and I will hate to be with you again in the next life.
26, the lonely butterfly in front of the grave, why did it break its wings and not want to fly, could it be that the grave is also buried in its grief?
27. In love, what men crave is sex, and what women seek is love!
28, the lover will always stand in the memory of the poignant people; lover, can not get close but can not forget the people; lover, can only ever become a landscape, the beauty of which, but can not be eternal.
29, the human world nay, earthly destiny nay, the gods can not understand the song of mortals.
30, a lot of rosy, sculpted a thousand snowman; a lot of virginity, vaguely in the sea of snow, shallow singing and whispering; a lot of romance, in the memory of the strife and sinking; a lot of warmth, accompanied by the snowflakes quietly; a lot of scenery, deserted in the snow; a lot of laughter, crying and turning around ......
31, spring and then lush, but also can not green the soul of the journey. The most beautiful scenery, distant as if it were a neighbor.
32, beautiful women usually can not make sincere friends of the opposite sex, because men are born sentimental overbearing, they like to take the beautiful things for themselves, especially for beautiful women. So the life of a beautiful woman is mostly lonely.
33, you do not have the chance to witness the maiden's first thoughts, I missed the impulse to appreciate you.
34, if you want love to always be as fragrant and beautiful as poetry, the only way to continue is to keep a distance. If you want to become the most beautiful scenery in his (her) life, then please choose to leave before the storm comes. Reality is helpless, feelings are contradictory. Leave, is a short pain, eternal thoughts. To keep each other, is the fulfillment of the oath, the continuation of the pain ......