If it rains after rain
If there is still sorrow after sorrow.
Please let me face this separation calmly.
Leave and keep looking with a smile
A you who will never appear again.
youth
All endings have been written.
All the tears have also flowed out.
I suddenly forgot what kind of beginning this was.
On that ancient summer day that is gone forever.
No matter how hard I pursue it,
Young you are just passing by.
And your smile is extremely shallow.
Gradually disappeared into the mist after sunset.
Then open the yellow title page.
Fate has bound it badly.
I watched it again and again, and tears filled my eyes.
But I have to admit.
Youth is a book that is too hasty.
believe
I believe that the essence of love is like
The simplicity and gentleness of life
I believe that all
Reflection and fit of light and shadow
I believe the trees are full of flowers.
Only from a seed in the ice and snow.
I believe in 300 poems.
What is repeated is just that
What you can't say when you are young.
That word
I believe in all God's arrangements.
I also believe that if you are willing to work with me
Go back together
In that distant and humble source
We will finally understand each other.
Xi Murong's poems should suit you,
Parting is for reunion. Believe in the future and believe in tomorrow.