I have no memory of the moon for a long time.
For a long time, I wandered alone in pure poetry.
It is such a calm winter.
Countless past events reappeared in the moonlight.
Window with Xiling is the most classic fairy tale.
It's the most legendary sad song in Jin Shu, which is hard to believe.
My life is doomed to have no memory of roses.
My life will eventually melt into a stubborn stone.
Fragrance filled the heart of a season.
Too late to see the magnificent sunset.
Tonight, your face came to my blooming dream garden again.
Silence can actually be love.
Who can give me a pair of huge wings?
Break through this great darkness
Excited young people are looking for lost memories in the blooming lilacs.
Inspiring words tell me that there was once a winter.
You sing with me on the shore.
Why can't the moon sing clear and euphemistic loneliness?
Why am I not the last singer?
We have no prose poems.
Story. My dream calls for the disappearing sunshine.
Although I have never wavered in my insistence, I have
Can't dance with the wind for a long time
I have to stay where I am and wait for the flower of hope.
Who is replaying the mottled memories?
Who secretly changed roles?
When the geese take away countless vicissitudes.
I have become an elegant bamboo.
Your back is falling like snow.
The ancient totem is full of chastity in Tang poetry and Song poetry.
About the destination of a piece of land
Tiannanhaibei is my happy home.