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筆名藍光雨,愛好寫作與閱讀的女孩,最擅長現代詩和言情小說創作,目前詩作在文狐网和歸一原創發表作品°

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16w ©

Youth is the most beautiful page of life, Secretly thinking of you, dreaming of you, loving you, As the melody of heartbeats begins to play, Your name, My name, The fragrance of roses, Like a key to a lock of love, That can open the treasure chest of the poet of gentle sorrow, Brin...Read more

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19w ©

A girl full of grace and blessing, as if she carries a gentle smile received from Christ. A little wildflower, joyful upon the earth, singing to God with a voice shaped by gladness. Gentle, humble, and true like Jesus, everything I do is written with joy. I am a drifting cloud, happily floating, w...Read more

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21w ©

The birth of a poem is like a spring bird singing with joy. Love is a chorus— bright, pure, and filled with rising delight. A symphony of happiness begins to play, where every miracle is braver than courage itself. We rise on the wings of gentle angels, soaring freely in bliss— love burning br...Read more

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21w ©

Night folds its fragrance into slender letters and slips them secretly through my half-open window. And I heard it— not the wind, but the sound of petals blooming deep within my bones, that soft little pop, as if someone pressed “play” in the deepest chamber of my heart. The words you erased have...Read more

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21w ©

The poet writes: “When beauty moves me, my heart sings a poem.” ...Read more

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22w ©

Small, cool pearls, nestled deep in the pond of memory. Forgotten words, like murmuring light, hide within the beauty of night. Each rainbow-sheened bead is only a buried tear— a single moment, a year gone by. A young heart once sang, its joyful voice now drifting in echoes, tearless and quiet. ...Read more

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22w ©

His heartbeat, a rhythm, gentle and steady, drumming longing, a symphony of love, forever a painting in verse. My soul’s smile and hot tears weave together; our fates intertwine in sunset light. In his presence I find solace, a free space brimming with love, a harbor far from th...Read more

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22w ©

I am not the most romantic soul, yet because of you, I learn to smile, to wait, to gather flower whispers in the wind, to listen to your breath beneath the starlight. I am not the perfect princess, but I would drape gentle light over you, let love’s name shimmer in the moonlight. If...Read more

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22w ©

by Languangyu In the quiet of dusk, I sit by the window alone, letting Sheng Xiao-Mei’s voice gently flow into my heart. She sings— "The signs of grace never leave." The melody is like a spring breeze, softly brushing away the dust within my soul. I remember the stormy days, when I thought all ...Read more

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22w ©

In a shy collection of poems, your heartache hides between the lines. Every verse is an unspoken confession, like a shower of falling stars in the wind— shining, yet smiling with quiet sorrow. Longing turns into crystal tears, sliding deep within the heart, reflecting sweetness and ache— the voic...Read more

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23w ©

Tie my hair into a ponytail, Let each day’s labor of carrying rice Smile like the clear, high sky, No longer just scattered, melancholy leaves on the ground. Try to wear a daily smile— Poetic as a dreamy white wedding veil, Beautiful as a rainbow after rain, Pure as the tranquil moon...Read more

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23w ©

I love being a wanderer among flowers, admiring their bloom, Perhaps their fresh scent mirrors the soul’s perfume. My emotions, only tears can confess, Perhaps sunlight gently taps at my heart’s window, Bringing a small happiness, Making tonight’s fried rice feel like a king’s feast, E...Read more

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23w ©

When my sorrowful smile Reflects in the light of happy tears, In the hazy mirror-shadow, It always reveals another grieving self. My sadness stems from this. When a gentle breeze caresses my hair, A thousand words, ten thousand thoughts— How can one single word of “sorrow” tell the ...Read more

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23w ©

In a quiet winter afternoon, the kitchen fills with a tender warmth. The scent of mushroom chicken soup drifts through the air — simple, familiar, a taste that feels like home. Dried mushrooms rest in warm water, slowly unfolding, as if waiting for a gentle reunion. Chicken pieces, soft yet resil...Read more

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23w ©

Loving you and hating you are both sorrow. I always miss your smiling face. Wanting you and kissing you are both happiness— yet I cannot shed tears of joy. That dreamy rainbow after the rain turns love’s truth and hate’s coldness into an endless downpour of heartbreak. ...Read more