( 1)
On this day, the sunset uses a pen.
Write poems on the sunset glow
A line of magpies flew away quietly.
Fall into the milky way, between heaven and earth
Floating connector
(2)
Xie's daughter is very sad.
Tan Lang's wish to say continues.
Put secular love
In the sad and happy script
Repeatedly chanting for thousands of years.
Finally, it became hesitant autumn water.
In the autumn galaxy
Sometimes good and sometimes bad; Ups and downs
(3)
I looked out in the moonlight in Jiangnan.
At night in the north, you lean against the railing.
I don't know who will receive the first tear of Cowherd and Weaver Girl?
Then carefully dyed a touch of blue.
From then on, all the eyes of famine in the world
Everything is covered with tenderness.
Tanabata dream
( 1)
I often break my fingers.
Count the distance of years.
But I can't figure it out.
How long should a day be?
On the folds of shallow grass and deer snow
I became an immature fish, trying to
In the shadow of your tears
Repeated soaking
(2)
Never changed, miss you.
If I miss you,
This is just an extravagant hope.
Elegant, arrogant, sad and beautiful, tragic
Quiet, confused, deep and desolate.