THO

always for anyone

tho@newsletter.paragraph.com (THO) — Sun, 09 Oct 2022 11:59:27 GMT

Unfortunately, I love to miss Especially the record that broke my heart Never loved you But always for anyone Never counted carefully A rainy day A pleasant sleep How many hair lines are broken And you may not hug again I am old to you A half mile walk The past is as light as a feather Mention your troubles Like talking to yourself How good others are Never loved you Unfortunately, I love to miss Especially the record that broke my heart Never loved you But always for anyone

neglect

tho@newsletter.paragraph.com (THO) — Mon, 26 Sep 2022 06:15:47 GMT

Too much neglect in love and work Self Esteem Has Been Suffered and Depleted; Paying Attention to It Can Cure Hungry You'll know why I didn't get it A lot of big moves make these mistakes Tell people if I'm sick You think I'm pompous. Exaggerate because I'm scared Does it get attention if it looks like wood or stone In fact, I'm afraid I'll forget it and play it in a larger scale How can you be elegant Does the world still praise silence? It's not enough to explode How can I boast about being a great entertainer There aren't many lucky people. If you haven't been one, you'll know why Give prominence to one with ten times painstaking efforts Are normal people enough for me to be argumentative You call me a braggart. I'm not afraid to hiss If I'm bored

Shadow Play

tho@newsletter.paragraph.com (THO) — Mon, 19 Sep 2022 06:46:15 GMT

The thin body carves thick dignity A small screen makes a big difference The audience is waiting in front of me The lights are shining behind me Singing, chanting, doing, and playing Let your mother twist it Remember to follow the gongs and drums Whoa, little bit, little bit Our performance goes left to right Both the left and the right seek the source without fear or competition The somersault cloud is one hundred and eight thousand miles away Look, I just need to turn three times It's close and far away Laugh at my madness with your face You'd better queue up and buy tickets to watch my performance Speak up I can't hear you Shadow play looks like a fairy. I'm as light as a swallow Blinking and flickering in front of you Floating in the clouds and fog Proud to the top of the mountain Sing the classics passed down from generation to generation Shadow play looks like a fairy. I'm as light as a swallow Blinking and flickering in front of you Floating in the clouds and fog Proud to the top of the mountain Sing the classics passed down from generation to generation Dramatic force, numerous exclamations Dynamic and static control is all around your fingers Transparent eyes, pure smiling face You can distinguish between loyalty and treachery just by looking at the color Singing, chanting, doing, and playing Let your mother twist it Remember to follow the gongs and drums Whoa, little bit, little bit My elder brother's story: filial piety comes first I didn't mean to eat shrimp first The somersault cloud is one hundred and eight thousand miles away Look, I just need to turn three times It's close and far away Laugh at my madness with your face You'd better queue up and buy tickets to watch my performance Speak up I can't hear you Shadow play looks like a fairy. I'm as light as a swallow Blinking and flickering in front of you Floating in the clouds and fog Proud to the top of the mountain Sing the classics passed down from generation to generation

Listen to your mother

tho@newsletter.paragraph.com (THO) — Wed, 07 Sep 2022 04:42:46 GMT

Children, do you have many question marks Why are others reading comics there I'm learning to draw and talk to the piano Others are playing games I leaned against the wall and carried my ABC I said I wanted a big plane But I got an old tape recorder Why should I listen to my mother When you grow up, you will begin to understand these words Hum When I grew up, I began to understand Why do I run faster than others Fly higher than others In the future, everyone will see my cartoons Everyone sings the songs I wrote You can't see mom's hard work Warm recipes in her heart You have to shake her hand when you have time Hold hands and sleepwalk together Listen to mom and don't let her get hurt I want to grow up quickly to protect her Beautiful white hair sprouts in happiness Angel's magic, warmth and kindness In your future Music is your trump card Take a trump card and fall in love Alas, I don't want to teach you badly You'd better listen to your mother Let's fall in love later I know your future But mom knows better than I do You will begin to learn from other students Write something in your schoolbag But I suggest it's better to write mom I will study hard be studious How can you say it from my mouth I don't want you to lose