The happiest thing about blogging is that when you need it, you can go back to any time, look at yourself at that time, and when you open the article page, he jumps out. In front of you, you touch his skin, warm but cold, and you look at his eyes, sharp but gentle. This time, adhering to the character of being a part of the fun, I participated in the "Three Ones" of @ dapeng and @ tvb. At the same time, I also sent this article to the new monthly review. ".? This time, I beg for the safety of my life. I don't admire the prosperity, glory and wealth. I don't know what the story will be about two different people.

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Once flame,
Are you out now?
In those days, the flames were blazing,
The heroic man who swallowed Tianque,
Now you,
What the hell is going on? A self styled dreamy teenager,
It turned out to be a mediocre person,
You once boasted,
Is it like slapping
Hit in the face? Once, once,
Now, now,
What he said became worthless.
The breeze under the moon is a promise,
Can't you remember that again? I laughed,
Tap the notes of funeral music on the keyboard.
I want to decadent,
I want to make that helpless,
I want to confuse that,
I want to make this bullshit,
They are buried in the dark.
Sacrifice the once flame,
Burn it all! Out?
Then use bright red blood,
Wash away the so-called darkness,
Play the true funeral music!
——Jiang Chen wrote on June 16, 2016, Did you extinguish the once flame

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"What's your wish?" A young monk said with a smile when he walked into a temple.

"I beg for the safety of the whole life. I don't admire the prosperity and glory. The wind is light and the clouds are light." I answered indifferently without raising my eyelids.

"However, that was not the case, benefactor. He had a sword and looked forward to living in the world. He was unwilling to be mediocre all his life. Why was that so after ten years?" The little monk asked me with a smile, and I was speechless.

At that moment, the little monk turned into an inconspicuous slanted bangs, wearing glasses, and looked at me curiously. At that moment, I was dumbfounded.

The young man with slanted bangs, wearing glasses and khaki windbreaker, opposite him, wore the same glasses with mushroom head, but his clothes had been changed into black windbreaker. The two of them looked at each other like twins.

I looked at the time, February 10, 2024. I looked at him, I smiled and said, "I have finished the agreement, haven't I?"

He looked at me, smiled and said, "It seems that you have really coped with it. It has changed a lot."

"Yes, years have changed people after all. Look at your appearance, it should be Jiang Chen in 2015?" I smiled bitterly, looking helpless.

"Well, tell me, how can I pray for this? I remember that the future, the present and the past are not willing to be ordinary. So, what have you experienced?"

In a moment, many poems rang out in my heart. At that moment, all the poems once reappeared in front of me like dreams.

Tear everything apart
The wind is chilly
Time is cut like a candle
Look at her, only a glance back
x1
It turns out that what is cold is your heart
But I'm complaining that the world makes me lonely
Going forward is a piece of duckweed after all
The pain of loss is not appreciated
x2
I deleted it cleanly after tossing and turning
Enter the dream like that phantom
Only the painful sobriety
Regrettably, this is the fate sooner or later
x3
I never believed in fate
I have a freehand sketch of nature
The sword gall strikes the heart of the zither
I walk alone in this world
x4
Fiery, warm and hot
Humming music is painful and happy
I loudly bless everything
Let the flame be harsh on you
x5
I don't know whether it's the beginning or the end
I can't see the future in a moment
The flame burns up the pain
A basin of cold water finds a way out in an instant
x6
Life is no laughing
Why should death be so lonely
Out of the flame of hope
Still impressionistic my carefree
——Jiang Chen published it on July 15, 2017, Rebirth from Death to Hope

"Death, hope, but life."

The destiny has been doomed,
The future has disappeared.
Life only sees the cold moon,
Listen to the silence everywhere.
Life is no laughing,
Why should death be so lonely.
Raindrops like tears, cold heart window.
Light description of autumn, light writing of hesitation.
Fourteen years of air crossing, walking dead.
Nineteen years of bondage is like a puppet.
Look ahead and see only fog!
Laugh, what is there in this world?
Cry, there is only misery in this world;
Write, the beautiful shadow dances alone in the world;
Tracing, the foreign minister of the ancient road pavilion stopped.
——Jiang Chen wrote on October 18, 2016, Silent Melody

"But how many people in this world understand?"

The sky is already dark,
A gale has come.
Countless swords and swords,
Hidden behind dark clouds.
I said,
How can such scenery come in winter?
You say,
This is the face of reality!
Lightning is like a sword flying through the clouds,
Thunder like a drum frightens the sky!
The falling rain is too heavy,
So that's real spitting!
I want to hold the whip in the cloud,
Get rid of this depressing day!
Pride wants me to fly here,
Flying on the top of the wind and rain!
You said that the mountains and seas were full of fire,
You said the world of mortals was lonely,
You said the world is hard,
I said:
A cavity of warm blood has not been extinguished,
I also want,
Fight to the next reincarnation!
——Jiang Chen wrote it on December 7, 2015, Who Knows the Floating Rain

"Youth and blood are still boiling. Do you want to escape?"

I am on the top of the mountain,
The sea is roaring ahead.
The wind is blowing down,
Chenfeng is about to set sail.
Reality lashes us,
I will not wander.
Go forward bravely,
Because my heart doesn't change.
The world of mortals rolls on and on,
Laugh at the pride of the world.
Spread your wings and fly,
Let's see the strong wind open the sky.
The whip of reality resounds in the sky,
The ferocious face only frightens people,
The crystal white bones are crisp and broken,
How about spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood?
My dream is far away;
My ambition is in the horizon:
Crazy heart and pride are still there
I leap across the mountains
How can one be proud of his youth?
The wind comes
Spread one's wings
With pride and dreams
Fly far away!
——Jiang Chen wrote it on September 23, 2015, Wings of Pride

"A proud man, is he willing to be mediocre?"

Dream into the Tianji Pool,
Draw the knife and break the sorrow.
Who knows the northwest,
Will the stars escape?
The front learning bully is studying hard
But I can only sit and wait
The heavy pressure of college entrance examination
Only makes it hard for me to escape
I don't want to end up so frustrated
So I can only choose to forget
Flying thousands of miles with white clouds
There is a mystery in the pool of destiny
I draw out the secret of my fate
All I can see is anger
It's easier to pull out the long sword and smash it
How can you control my fate?
How can you create freehand brushwork with great boldness?
I'll kill you, you super teaser!
Today, I tear off my calm mask,
Use poetry to vent your anger,
The road to senior three is coming to an end,
Let's see who dances the wind and clouds!
Now frustrated, now crying,
Let's see tomorrow's journey.
Enduring tears and swallowing twenty days of pain,
Step into the dream lake with a smile.
I dream of entering Tianji Pool,
I draw the knife to break my sorrow,
Who said the northwest,
The stars can only escape?
——Jiang Chen wrote it on May 15, 2015, Dreaming in the Heavenly Machine Pool

"Enough!" I squatted down with my head in my arms, trembling all over. In a flash, everything came to my mind. A mirror suddenly appeared in front of me. I raised my head and looked at the mirror. One of them was haggard and bearded, and his eyes lost their light. It turned out that he had become like this.

Time, you are really the best teacher, you taught us everything, you gave us hope, and then buried everything. You are the best teacher, sending all students into the loess.

I looked at me in 2015. I smiled and said, "Can I make a new wish?"

And he, too, smiled and said, "What do you want, benefactor?"

I pray for the peace of my life and send it to every family and friend I love and love. I hope they will not admire prosperity and honor, and I hope they will be light and carefree in this life.

The rest of the ups and downs, let me dance the wind and clouds, the rest of Jingke waves, let me face. A proud, just for life proud.

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