If I love you-
Never show off on your high branches, like climbing Campbell;
If I love you-
Never imitate spoony birds and repeat monotonous songs for the shade;
It is not only like spring, but also brings cool comfort all year round;
It is not just like a dangerous peak, it increases your height and sets off your dignity.
Even during the day. Even spring rain.
No, these are not enough!
I must be a kapok beside you, standing with you as a tree.
Roots, close to the ground,
Leaves, touching in the clouds.
Every time a gust of wind blows, we greet each other.
But no one understood us.
You have your copper branches and iron stems, like a knife, like a sword, and like a halberd;
I have my red flowers, like a heavy sigh and like a heroic torch.
We share cold waves, storms and thunderbolts, and we enjoy mist, flowing haze and rainbow.
Seemingly separated forever, but dependent for life.
This is great love,
Loyalty is here:
Love-
Not only love your stalwart body, but also love the position you insist on and the land under your feet.
white birch
At my window,
There is a birch tree,
As if covered with silver frost,
Covered with snowflakes.
Furry branches,
The lace of snow embroidery is very chic.
Strings of flowers are in full bloom,
White tassels are picturesque.
In the dim silence,
The birch stands among the jade.
In the flashing golden light,
Shining with brilliant snowflakes.
Birch trees wander around,
Sunset,
She looked at the branches covered with snow.
Another layer of silver brilliance.
rape flower
From south to north, it is yellow.
From west to east, it is yellow.
With the spring breeze blowing
Like a golden ocean
The waves are getting higher and higher.
I like to wander in my mother's arms
leave
February and March
The leaves are green.
May and June
The leaves are thick and thick.
Slam down
Baldness
When was that? Wait a minute.
peach blossom
Every time I open the window,
look around
You always open your mouth.
Sing loudly
I saw you pick up your pink horn.
Blow out a touching song
It seems to be telling something happily.
I thought about it for a long time.
oh
So you're telling people that spring is coming.
Heart of Lotus "
I am a blooming summer lotus.
I hope you can see me now.
The wind and frost did not erode the autumn, nor did they drip.
The green season has gone away from me again, and I am slim.
Neither worried nor afraid.
Now is the time.
My most beautiful moment, the heavy door was locked.
After the fragrant smile, who knows my lotus nut?
You won't come too early.
It was just too late.