You, look at me for a while, look at the clouds for a while. I think when you look at me, it's far away, and when you look at the clouds, it's close.
Second, "I love this land" Ai Qing
If I were a bird, I would sing with a hoarse throat: this land that was hit by the storm, this river of sadness and indignation that will surge on us forever, this angry wind that blows endlessly, and the incomparable gentle dawn from the forest ... Then I died, and even my feathers rotted on this land. Why do I often cry? Because I love this land deeply. .....
Third, "Choice" Xi Murong
If I came to the world to suffer just to meet you once, just for that moment in hundreds of millions of light years, all the sweetness and sadness in that moment, then let what should have happened appear in an instant! I bowed my head and thanked all the planets for helping me meet you, leave you, finish a poem written by God, and then grow old slowly.
Fourth, "Hutong" Gu Cheng
Alley, long and winding, without doors and windows, I took an old key and knocked on the thick wall.
Verb (abbreviation for verb) forest, days after rain
I like this day after the rain. The plain is full of grass! My heart is endlessly drifting with the wind, which blows away herbs, fallen leaves and a wisp of clouds, like smoke.
Six, "the distance" San Mao
How far is it? Please tell me, is it far to the ends of the earth? Ask your heart, as long as it agrees,
There is no place, it is impossible to walk that far.
Seven, "Song of Migratory Birds" North Island
We are a group of migratory birds, flying into the prison in winter; At the green dawn, go to the end of the world.
Eight, "Facing the sea, spring blossoms" Haizi
From tomorrow on, be a happy person, feed horses, cut firewood and travel around the world; From tomorrow on, I care about food and vegetables. I have a house facing the sea, which is in full bloom in spring. Starting from tomorrow, I will write to every relative and tell them my happiness. I will tell you what the lightning of happiness told me and give every river and mountain a warm name. Stranger, I wish you the same. May your future be bright; May you have a lover, and all shall be well. May you be happy on earth; I only want to face the sea and spring blossoms.
Nine, "generation" Gu Cheng
The night gave me black eyes, but I used them to look for light.
X. "Zheng Chouyu's mistake"
When you hit the south of the Yangtze River, you walk like a lotus in the season. The east wind is coming, and the catkins are not flying in March. Your heart is like a lonely little city, like a silent bluestone street at night, and the spring in March is not revealed. Your heart is a small window, and my horseshoe is a beautiful mistake. I'm not a passer-by