Time goes by, brocade is like you.

Life is short, but life is short. Nothing else.

-Ann Yiru, "Where is the Beauty"

Time flies like a finger in the water. Moving is graceful and graceful, and dreams are contained; Quiet, the waves are quiet, full of comfort. The beauty of fleeting time, like a cup of aged wine, is full of fragrance and the wine is not intoxicating. Like a beautiful book, poems are listed and sung in a low voice; She is like a beautiful woman, dancing wearily, holding flowers, falling in love with butterflies and smiling.

Jinse has a fleeting time, writing the world of mortals, listening carefully, and defining the word as harmony. Reminds me of a Jiangnan woman, an Yi Ru. Korean braided hair, light-colored cheongsam, pearl earrings; Quiet appearance, elegant manners; Eyes like autumn water, mouth pursed with a faint smile. A talented woman with a touching style.

An Yi Ru, whose life is like her name, Ann can do everything well. I was born sick, and I'm still on crutches. After all, life is not perfect. She yearns for freedom because of mobility, but she just turns the waves in the world of mortals. God gave her loneliness, but fortunately loneliness tortured her and made her. In 2006, the classic poem "Life as First Seen" became an instant hit, from an unknown online writer to a bestseller.

It is easy to pace in the text, with the elegance and beauty of natural sculpture. She yearns for Huang Zhongze's lingering feelings of "I haven't missed you for a long time, and I'll see my third life later". I dream that I can be a well-educated lady living in ancient times. Deep in the courtyard, Liu Wu Lotus Pond, playing the piano and burning incense, reading and drinking tea. However, in reality, she is a woman wearing a cheongsam to strike the table. She likes traveling and yearns for Lhasa and Lijiang. My stone's free and easy "Poetry and Wine by Years"; She likes eating alone, reading alone and traveling alone. She is cold, but she is not affected or affected. An Yi Ru is such a person who walks in the world but is not isolated from the world. Sigh for a long time, why not raise an eyebrow and smile calmly.

A poetic fate, an encounter. An accidental opportunity, an easy encounter with Yuan Zhen's "However, I can see all night with my eyes open, the lifelong trouble in your brow" and stop for it. It was this poem that touched the softest part of her heart, ignited her enthusiasm for ancient poetry and began a gentle journey of poetry.

"If life is just like the first time, what's wrong with drawing a fan in autumn wind?" "There is a green horse saying goodbye and talking about the history of Jinse." "Gambling books are so fragrant that it was just ordinary at that time." Those poems and songs made an easy person immersed in the beauty pool of ancient poems and bathed in Miri, Malaysia, who was deeply affectionate and thoughtful by ancient poets. Whether it is the sad love in the Book of Songs or the charm in Song Ci; Whether it is Nalan's sad words with natural connotations or Huang Zhongze's poems entrusted only to bosom friends, they all bloom easily in an easy-to-read pen, as beautiful as a flaming tree and silver flowers.

Yi Ru is a woman who is not easily excited. Although she picked it up in the affectionate flower field of ancient poetry, she will not indulge in the grief and indignation of poetry. As she said, "love becomes poetry, but love becomes words." What everyone wants is illusory. When I walk out of the flower bed in my dream, I am still myself. Is this attitude beyond the reach of ordinary people?

Ann yiru appreciates these poems with her heart. In ancient poetry, he found not only beauty and sadness, but also something more beautiful and sincere that touched his heart. Yi Ru is not so much a talented woman as a waterside Iraqi influenced by ancient poetry. It is better to talk about poetry than romance.

The most beautiful thing is ancient poetry, a ray of warm sunshine and a smile. Yi Ru is an exquisite poet with exquisite hands.

In modern times, not all women are so talented, not all women are so elegant, not all women are so calm, not all women are so strong, not all women are so safe, only one is easy to do.

It is not a passer-by who walks in the fleeting time, but a homecoming. An Yiru suddenly abandoned all the prosperity in this world, enjoying the beauty of the years, sipping the beauty of the years, and being unruly in the world of mortals.