The voice is clear and loud, and the posture is beautiful.
Add the reader's own feelings
An excellent poem, perfectly presented.
Let's enjoy these two poems.
Flowering tree
Flowering tree
How to let you meet me
In my most beautiful moment
for this reason
I prayed in front of the Buddha for 500 years.
Begging for it makes us have a dusty relationship.
Then the Buddha turned me into a tree.
Follow the path you may take.
In the blooming flowers, I wait in the sun.
Every flower carries my previous hopes.
When you get close,
Listen carefully
Trembling leaves are the passion I am waiting for.
You finally walked past without paying attention.
On the ground behind you
Friend, that's not a petal.
It is my withered heart
We chose this city at that time.
We chose this city at that time.
Is what we are obsessed with.
The sky, the stars and the ocean.
Is what we expect.
Seeds, flowers and fruits
And those pure intentions.
Let's imagine being a bird, a cloud and a sail.
But never mention it.
Behind the glory is a dress woven by loneliness and forbearance.
At this time, dreams and years * * * added a touch of color.
It was my grandparents who showed me the unfinished road.
It is also life that gave you that unfinished song.
Start from here
Grow a big tree
Put up road signs.
In the direction you desire.
Brave again and again
Each sound is more beautiful than the other.
This hard work is hard work.
Decorate as bright stars all over the city
Spring rain in the city
The heart beats over and over again.
Countless sleepless nights
Lost youth
sullen thunder
Awaken the soul that has not trembled for a long time
The man who Dai Yue went home.
Sing a song
The most radical movement forgotten.
Get together.
Monument to the winner who never falls in the dream.