I left quietly, just as I came gently; I waved my hand gently and bid farewell to the clouds in the western sky.
The golden willow by the river is the bride in the sunset; Beautiful shadows in the waves ripple in my heart.
Green grass on the soft mud, oily, swaying at the bottom of the water; In the gentle waves of He Kanghe River, I would like to be an aquatic plant.
A pool in the shade of a tree is not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky, broken in floating seaweed and precipitated a rainbow-like dream.
Looking for dreams? Support a long pole, wander to a greener place on the grass, load a boat with splendor, and sing in splendor.
But I can't play the piano, just a farewell flute; Summer insects are also silent for me, silence is Cambridge tonight!
I left quietly, just as I came quietly; I waved my sleeve without taking away a cloud.
2. Orioles
A touch of rosy clouds flew up the tree. "Look, an oriole!" Some people say. Tail up, silent, bright light up the dense.
Like spring, like flame, like enthusiasm, waiting for it to sing, we wait and see, and dare not surprise it. But as soon as it spread its wings, it broke through the thick and became a colorful cloud; It flew, disappeared, disappeared. Like spring, like flame, like enthusiasm.
Step 3 live
Dark, dark and winding, life has become a tunnel: once trapped, you can only move forward, holding the sticky tide of the cold wall in your hands, struggling in the devil's guts, with no light above your head. Under the oppression of terror, what does this soul want to destroy most?
4. "I don't know which direction the wind blows."
I don't know which direction the wind is blowing-
I am in a dream, in the light wave of a dream.
I don't know which direction the wind is blowing-
I am in a dream, her tenderness, my intoxication.
I don't know which direction the wind is blowing-
In my dream, sweetness is the glory in my dream.
I don't know which direction the wind is blowing-
I am in a dream, her ingratitude, my sadness.
I don't know which direction the wind is blowing-
I am in a dream, and my heart is broken in the sadness in my dream!
I don't know which direction the wind is blowing-
I am in a dream, and the darkness is the glory in the dream.
5. The last day
In the year when the spring breeze no longer comes back, on the day when the dead branches are no longer green,
At that time, there was no light in the sky, only a dark devil breath filled it.
The dead space of the sun, moon and starlight;
On the day when all standards are overthrown and all values are revalued:
Exposed to the power of the final judgment, all hypocrisy, vanity and vanity:
Naked souls fall before the Lord; I love it, then you and I don't have to be proud anymore,
There is no need to complain, argue or hide. You and my heart are like a snow-white ice love.
On the green stem of love, it is beautiful, joyful and fresh. Before the Lord, love is the only glory.