
写忆的诗歌1
月光中的诗意栖居
p我常常在黑暗中寻找内心的平静
p夜深了,我会闭上眼睛静坐
p像一条柔软的小桥,在城市的长河里漂浮
p夜幕下,我会将记忆轻轻叩击
p每一次抚摸都是对过去的提醒
p寂静的夜晚,我将沉浸在回忆的海洋中
p月光会悄然流逝,留下未填的空白
p每一道月光都是一扇通往记忆的门WAY
p我将在这里徘徊,在喧嚣中寻找自己的归宿
p夜是温柔的
p记忆是白色的
月光温柔地坠落下来
p成为我的伴 fly by a moonlit window, where memories dance, the rhythm of time, the grace of sound and the beauty of light. Writing in silence, one writes aloud: with the slow movement of words, we remember the depth of our hearts, the strength of their movements and the power of their breath. It is through these moments that the mind feels free, allows it to explore its limits, and finds answers within itself or in others. The art of writing lies not only in the act but also in the way it reveals itself to those around us.