My career has nothing to do with wind and poetry,

Because I just came home from a sandstorm, I was devastated by the strong wind.

But I'm interested in finishing this "The Works of Sisyphus" with you.

Three and a half sentences are too vulgar. If you want to express yourself alone, then make a poem and write a style. Let me start with a title:

My sweetheart can't see.

I have a good friend.

I grew up with my childhood friends,

After years of trekking,

Today, it finally became my sweetheart.

God sent it from ancient times,

Feel at home all over the world, but stay with me every day.

During the day, it can't be seen or touched, but it sings softly for me.

At night, it comes and goes without a trace, but it stands quietly at my window.

When he is happy, he looks like a naughty boy.

Sometimes I take off the straw hat on grandpa's head.

Sometimes I dry the sweat from my father's face,

Sometimes I take off the petals in my sister's hand,

Sometimes they take my table tennis and break my kite string.

When lonely, it is like a curious kitten.

Sometimes push open the door leaf.

Sometimes open the curtains.

Sometimes I open the pages on my desk,

Sometimes I break the fruit from the tree next door and throw it into my backyard.

When it is warm, it looks like a virtuous wife.

I row a boat, it ripples for me,

When I get wet, it will dry my clothes.

I work, he helps me wipe my sweat,

I relaxed it and fanned it for me to cool down.

You are like a ghost who likes to play tricks when you are spoiled.

After a while, I knocked over the bird's nest in the tree.

Break the blooming flowers temporarily,

Lift up the girl's skirt for a while,

Pull out the eyebrows of the willow tree for a while.

Once he loses his temper, he is like an angry devil.

In the sky, it requires clouds and rain to make it thunder and lightning.

Out of the sea, the waves were rough and stirred up waves.

It flew over the valley and roared past, destroying crops and trees.

Passing through the city, it broke the telephone pole and threw billboards all over the sky.

It's docile and irritable, cute and terrible,

After being together for a long time, I gradually understood and tolerated.

Now we have come to this beautiful grassland together.

Finally, we all tamed each other.

Wind, my forever friend, my invisible lover,

Let's settle down here,

You are the wind, I am the flower,

In spring, I sprout and blossom in your touch.

In summer, I dance in your swaying,

In autumn, I sweat in your coolness and reap the fruits.

In winter, I am stronger in your cold.

Wind, my forever friend, my invisible lover,

God gave me the key to your destiny,

I use wisdom to turn you into a rotating impeller,

Fly around, let the national flag dance with you and fly high here.

Flying around, let countless cities light up the street lamps in the sky.

Flying around, let the warmth enter thousands of households from here,

Fly around and ring the wind chimes of love with your songs.

Wind-my invisible lover. . . . . .

(End, please correct your mistakes as appropriate, rehearse repeatedly, and play according to the atmosphere of the scene, which will surely win people's attention. )

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