Modern Poetry "Old Feelings Rekindle"
Seeing your gaze, My old feelings rekindle.
All my pride turned into ashes,Your face is covered with our smiles.
You are my frying pan,You are my rice pot,You are my frying pan for eggs,You are my ramen bowl,Without you, I can't eat.
You look at my slender figure,I spent 236 days to wear this jeans and just happen to meet you,You finally appear.
Without passionate kisses, without rushing,You slowly fry eggs, cook a bowl of noodles,I eat,
You say, 'You are too thin, not eating?'
If I don't eat, how can I live? Make me food!
I'm married,
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I calmly finish all the food, send you off, say goodnight,
No tears,
This is like a galaxy-like love,Outside the window, it's full of stars,My youth is burning,It's not a problem to ignite it ten or eight times,
This night,Dipped in a pile of cigarette butts,
My love, inhaled like smoke,Then spat it out where you sat,
I hate you.
Goodbye, my love.
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